In the familiar darkness, the ghost butterfly kept 'groping'.

She was curious as to why the master of the Abyss Hell hadn't found out that she had destroyed the space and forced her into the gap between the spaces.

In this place, the pressure on the walls on both sides is very high, but it can't get close to the ghost butterfly at all, it has no effect on the ghost butterfly, and the ghost butterfly's black eyes also have some signs of slowly turning red.

When she was in Tian Ling'er's body before, her pupil 'color' was also unstable because her strength was too difficult to control, but now she has deliberately released her power, so her eye 'color' will definitely be uncontrollable.

But these are not the things that Ghost Butterfly cares about and cares about.

I don't know how long I've been 'groping', but the ghost butterflies have never lit a fire, and almost always walk to the sound of the wind.

Whether she was found here or not, no matter what ambush lay ahead, she had to move forward, because, her father was still waiting for her, waiting for her to rescue him, and he didn't know how long he had gone.

Ghost Butterfly stopped, and she pressed her hand against the wall on the right with a secret force.

But Ghost Butterfly subconsciously lowered her head, she had an instinctive aversion to the light, and Ghost Butterfly pulled down her cloak, making her face even more blurry.

Pushing the wall open, the smell of blood made people feel unpleasant.

But the pace of the ghost butterfly is still steady and not 'chaotic'.

She took out a black 'colored' stone from the spatial ring, the stone was given to her by Grandpa Ghost Butterfly, this one could feel her father's breath, she had already made all the preparations.

Is this the sorrow of fate, or is it her scheming?

But it's better to be prepared than not to be prepared. The ghost butterfly walked unhurriedly in the dungeon, observing the scene on both sides, some people on both sides, some no, and various species that the ghost butterfly had never seen before.

And it is known as the weakest race in the Nine Heavens-the human race is also in this kind of place, which can't help but make the ghost butterfly feel a little chilly.

From time to time, there was the sound of chains rubbing on the ground and the grinding of teeth of some monsters.

The ghost butterfly did not have the uneasiness and panic as imagined, but continued to walk according to the road, still at the speed just now, and even the 'color' of his eyes was like frozen water, unmoved by anything.

If she is tired, she will take a break on some stones,

A crack appeared in the wall, and a light seeped out slightly, like the dawn of dawn, dazzling. [3/3] Eat something to replenish her strength, undoubtedly her luck doesn't seem to be very good, and she doesn't know how long she has been looking for it.

Suddenly she stopped, feeling something.

She 'touched' the wall of a cell with her hand.

"'Labyrinth' palace?" She chuckled softly.

She could have had fun if it were normal, but now she didn't have time.

She loosened the bandage again, her black eyes were gone, and all that was left was a pair of red eyes that hid their elegance, which was the symbol of the royal family, and the existence that she was most reluctant to mention in the nine days.

As the ghost butterfly exerts its strength, the entire dungeon begins to be disintegrated. It was also a rare spectacle, as for the prisoners inside who perished with the place where they had been imprisoned for most of their lives.

Ghost Butterfly has no sympathy for them.

Didn't think her father would be here at all.

Because, they don't intend that they will let him go at all.