The Great Rift Valley of the Abyss, the source of the night, is the quietest, because there are too many necromantic butterflies, and these crippled creatures can't resist it at all, so they can only hide in the safe realm and wait for the day to come.

Several necromantic butterflies foraged for food and found the cabin, but when they got close to the cabin, a layer of blue light illuminated it, isolating the butterflies.

Most of the butterflies are white, but one of them is golden, and even has a faint silver vein.

The Necromantic Butterfly forages at night, and the Golden and Silver Necromantic Butterfly King doesn't have to come out, but it senses a very tempting aura, and that kind of longing makes it really can't help it.

The white necromantic butterfly bounced off the azure light and was unable to break it.

At this moment, a large white ice silkworm rampaged, and in the center of its eyebrows, a blue heart was beating.

"I'll go, you fought with me before you died, and you still fight with me after you die, what's wrong with borrowing your body, so irritable. The big white ice silkworm rolled through the blue curtain and hit the source dust that was sleeping.

The Necromantic Butterfly King is still weak, and enters the cabin under the protection of the White Necromantic Butterfly.

A fragrance that had never been heard before, the Necromantic Butterfly King couldn't hold back any longer, and rushed to Yuanchen's injured place like crazy, carefully sucking his blood.

After only one drop, there was an extra silver pattern on the golden body of the Necromantic Butterfly King, and the king's momentum was also raised.

Before it could suck the second drop, a bandaged hand grabbed the Necromantic Butterfly King.

"You're so bold!" Yuan Chen's voice was weird, the black vertical was weird and demonic, he stared at the Necromantic Butterfly King like that, and a kind of momentum pressed down, directly crushing the poor king's momentum of the Necromantic Butterfly King.

The Necromantic Butterfly King was pressed and lowered his head, trembling in the palm of Yuan Chen's hand.

"And you?" "Yuanchen swept towards the big white ice silkworm, "Disturb me to rest, you're fine." ”

Yuan Chen made a cut on his finger with the claws of the Necromantic Butterfly King, and a drop of crystal blood dripped onto the active heart of ice and snow.

"Since you woke me up, you have to suffer the consequences. ”

"My blood is not only good for you, but also obedience. ”

Yuan Chen was just about to get up, only to see a cold blue fireball suddenly appear, Yuan Chen didn't have time to close his eyes, and a pair of vertical beams returned to their original state.

Yuanchen fell back on the bed, the only difference was that he changed from sleeping on his stomach to sleeping on his back.

In the palm of his hand, two bugs were clutched.

On this night, the Necromantic Butterflies were terrified, and they were afraid that this human would crush their king to death if they were not careful.

This night, the old man of the wrath did not sleep all night, he was in a heavy mood and could not sleep.

On this night, the other realms were ready to move, and the undercurrents were turbulent.

A new day arrived, the Starsource Tree regained its light, and the Necromantic Butterflies retreated uneasily to their nests.

After Yuan Chen woke up, he was relaxed, and with a force on his hands, he made a stretching movement.

"Squeak!"

"Uncle is dead. ”

Two muffled snorts sounded, Yuan Chen was startled, and hurriedly let go of his hands, only to see a big fat worm and a beautiful butterfly lying in his hands.

Yuan Chen directly threw the big fat worm, holding the Necromantic Butterfly King in both hands with some curiosity.

"It's beautiful, follow me in the future. ”

Source Dust slung it on his shoulder, and walked on the path to the Star Source Tree.

"As for you, let's die. ”

The body of the Great White Ice Silkworm has fused with the Heart of Ice and Snow overnight, which is of course indispensable to the effect of Source Dust Blood.

"Your uncle, why can't I move. ”

"Hey~ boy, you wait for me. ”

Yuan Chen walked onto the familiar road, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

It seems that the road has become longer.

As he walked, a bridge in the clouds appeared.

Yuanchen looked back speechlessly, and found that the way back was gone.

Under the Star Source Tree, the old man of the wrath walked around anxiously.

"Haven't you found it yet?"

The Star Source Tree shook slightly, and the leaves swayed, eventually pointing to the Northern Regions.

"Good, good. The old man of the wrath waved his sleeves and disappeared into the Eastern Regions, "Dongyang, Xiying, Nanling, and Beijing." The four realms have been peaceful for thousands of years, and you still can't help it after all. ”

"Is the outside world really that good?"

Yuan Chen stepped on the bridge, feeling a kind of ethereal illusion, in the misty clouds, Yuan Chen saw an old woman scooping soup in the bridge.

Yuan Chen stepped forward and asked, "Grandma, what kind of place is this?" ”

"Children, I came here at a young age, but I don't have any unfulfilled wishes. ”

"If you have a wish, you can drink this Meng Po soup, step on this Nai He bridge, spend the yellow spring water, and then reincarnate may be able to be a person again. ”

Yuanchen took the soup and didn't drink it: "Grandma, don't you want money for this soup?"

In the Eastern Regions where Yuanchen is located, everything has to be exchanged for Dongyang coins, but the old woman in front of her is as withered as firewood, and she doesn't seem to be able to support herself, how can she give herself charity.

"No money, no money. The old woman raised her head and hurriedly waved her hand, "Drink it for free, don't worry." ”

Yuanchen put the soup bowl down again, turned around and rushed towards the bridge.

"If a child is disobedient, he will be beaten by an adult. The old woman's voice came faintly, "Drink this Meng Po soup, maybe you can still live." ”

In front of Yuan Chen, the old woman raised the bowl of soup again and handed it to Yuan Chen.

Yuanchen glanced around and found that he was back in the bridge.

Is this a ghost hitting the wall?

Yuan Chen had heard from the old man of the Dead Spirit that people in the Western Regions liked this kind of trick.

As for the cracking method, Yuanchen asked the old woman embarrassedly: "Grandma, do you mind if I pee?"

The corners of the old woman's mouth twitched, she shook her head slowly, and with a slight wave of her withered palm, both the bridge and the old woman disappeared.

Yuanchen looked around, only to see the surrounding mountains undulating, stretching for thousands of miles.

And he himself is standing on the edge of the cliff, maybe with just one step, he can fall, and there is no such person in the world.

"It's dangerous!"

The source dust was some distance away from the cliff before he was relieved.

The clouds and mist here linger all year round, and the platform where the source dust is located, one side is a cliff, and one side is a cliff, which is simply a natural cage.

"It's not clouds. Yuanchen calmed down and twitched the tip of his nose slightly, "It seems to be a poisonous mist, very fragrant." ”

Yuan Chen has been fighting with all kinds of poisonous insects for a year, and he has already practiced into a burial spirit immortal body.

Although it is sometimes uncontrollable, it is still easy to deal with this poisonous fog.

Yuanchen slowly lay down, closed his eyes, and shouted weakly in his mouth: "The clouds and mist are poisonous. ”

Two figures suddenly appeared, and seeing the unconscious Yuan Chen, the man in green, Jing Jiu, laughed and said: "Brother Yin, your ghost domain is not good, you were threatened by a child, or my poison is easy to use." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't want to be ruined by a little ghost. Yin Ming looked at Yuan Chen, "Why do you want to catch this little ghost, will it startle the snake." ”

"All I want is to scare the snake, so that the old fellow of the wrath will come. ”

"Don't look at that old guy who loves to answer everyone, if something happens to this kid, the old ghost will definitely find us desperately. ”

Jing Jiu was very proud.

"What if he comes, and we are no match for him. Yin Ming was worried, "It is said that this old guy has lived for tens of thousands of years, and he is an underground world created with our ancestors. ”