Huang Lang landed on the ground, immediately made a running attack, half of his body lay on the ground, his feet stretched back, jumped up violently, and actually attacked the black dragon. He has a martial soul physique, and his speed is extremely fast, and he has long been able to fight against demons.

When the Night King saw him rushing towards him, he grinned, but his five fingers were put together, and when he opened it again, five thunderbolts extended from each of his five fingers, like a long whip, flickering chaotically.

Huang Lang had to dodge left and right, and if he was not careful, he would be electrocuted, and his whole body would be paralyzed, and he would no longer be able to fight. However, even if he could hit the Night King, he would still be hit by lightning.

The power of dragon and thunder has long been all over the Night King, and if it is hand-to-hand combat, the Night King will be invincible.

Huang Lang has both strength and speed, but he has no spiritual power, so he can only fight hand-to-hand. In this battle, not to mention the Demon King of the Night, just talking about his dragon and thunder body, Huang Lang has no possibility of winning.

Huang Lang could only delay, he deeply understood that this monster was far from being his opponent. At the same time, he was slowly waking up in his heart - in the world of Qianqi, if there is no absolute strength, it will be difficult to survive. What's more, as a human spirit, once he is known by the monster, he will eventually encounter an accident.

In Huang Lang's heart at this moment, the thirst for power was extremely obvious.

The five-fingered thunder and lightning are extremely violent, like five poisonous snakes, and their fangs are caught off guard. Huang Lang was able to walk through the thunder at the beginning, but at this moment he could only dodge from afar.

The Night King is not in a hurry, he can completely defeat the enemy with one move, but it seems that he is deliberately consuming the opponent's physical strength, just wielding the whip of thunder and lightning at will, and watching Huang Lang's movements as if he were watching a play.

Huang Lang is like an ape, he reacts extremely quickly, his body shakes, and mortals can only see flickering shadows, but in the eyes of the Night King, it is just a monkey play.

"You have some ability, but Yelang is arrogant, how dare the light of fireflies compete with the sun and the moon!" The voice of the Night King spread far away, and then the thunder of the five fingers was combined into one, and at the same time, one hand was raised, and with another swing, the whip hit Huang Lang's back.

Huang Lang was injured and suddenly felt paralyzed all over his body, but his heart was very strong, he gritted his teeth, kicked on the ground with one leg, and his body flew into the lotus pond.

The Night King would not let him escape, but swung his electric whip around his hind legs, pulling it back and landing right in front of him.

At this time, Huang Lang had been hit by thunder and lightning all over his body, and even speaking seemed extremely difficult, his lips trembled, and he spit out the words, "Black demon, even if I, Huang Lang, turn into a ghost, I will find you for my life." ”

"Hmph, you still turn into a ghost, don't hurt me in the slightest. The Night King laughed, "I am a cannibal, turned into a flying winged dragon, I have become a holy body, I am not afraid of the curse of the world, and I dare to approach me?"

When Huang Lang heard this, he knew that he was in danger, closed his eyes, but an illusion appeared in his mind - Qing'er was waving to him with a newborn child, the child's face was so cute, and Qing'er's smile was so warm.

The Night King took the electric whip, his eyes turned upward, his arms outstretched, and then he shouted, and the dark clouds and lightning flashed and thundered overhead, and the wind blew fiercely, and countless thunderbolts rolled, and the huge black dragon flew from the ground into the clouds, and when it fell, the dragon carried thunder, and everything around it was broken.

The black dragon was about to swallow the human spirit in one bite, but suddenly a colorful light spear blocked in front of him, and the colorful dragon horned butterfly immediately appeared. She was surrounded by colorful light, and only the black dragon horns above her head did not fit in.

Seeing this colorful light gun, the black dragon took half a step back, the dragon's mouth moved slightly, and shouted: "Phoenix Butterfly, you are hiding here." Appearing at this time, but to stop the father?"

"Night King, you are not worthy of being my father," Feng Die landed beside Huang Lang, faced the black dragon, and said: "You hurt my mother first, you want to kill me last, and at this time you want to devour my husband, what kind of face do you have to call yourself father?"

The black dragon snorted angrily, and as soon as his breath came out, the two dragon whiskers fluttered forward, "In the vast southern realm, there is only the only demon king, and my black dragon must not be under the phoenix, how can she suppress me." On the throne of power, there is no family affection at all, I was born as a demon, I live for a lifetime, and when I reach the top, I will not be suppressed by Fengqi. But whoever stands in my way will die. ”

Feng Die was furious and asked, "Since you are ruthless and unrighteous, why did you combine with the palace master back then, and why did you give birth to me, a demon who is not a dragon or a butterfly?"

"Old grudges. It's just that I didn't expect this human spirit to be your husband?"

"I will sacrifice my life to save him!" Feng Die didn't finish speaking, hurriedly picked up Huang Lang, and quickly flew into the air.

Huang Lang had already opened his eyes, looked at the butterfly head that was both real and illusory, and spit out two words, "Qing'er!"

The phoenix butterfly didn't answer, but just flew south with all her might. In the sky, a rainbow passed by in an instant, and then the dark clouds rolled, and the black dragon chased after it.

The black dragon, the demon of land and water, does not know the art of flying, but the demon of the Night King is profound, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, controlling black clouds, winding in the clouds, and its speed is not under the phoenix.

Although the butterfly has four wings vibrating together, its flying skills are not faster than the Night King's method of soaring clouds. The two are one after the other, and they are only a hundred steps apart, but in the end, neither is faster than the other.

The direction in which the phoenix butterfly fled, was the Valley of Hundred Flowers. She knew that as long as she stepped into the realm of the Hundred Flowers Valley, the Night King would not dare to pursue the siege of the Kun demons, and besides, the Fengqi Demon Law had been restored, and its demon power was not under the Night King.

The Night King had already expected the phoenix's thoughts, and stopped, the dragon's head pierced through the dark clouds, the dragon's mouth opened widely, and the dragon thunder gathered between the sharp teeth, and then erupted wildly, and in an instant, the sky thunder spread like a torrent, and its electric light flickered, filling the entire sky.

Feng Die only felt a chill in her back, turned over suddenly, dodged a thunder, and then showed off her posture, walking through the thunder and lightning, but she knew that she couldn't completely dodge after all, let alone holding Huang Lang. She had no choice but to rush to the ground.

The sky was full of thunder and lightning, and a rainbow fell, but its light was covered by electric light, which looked gloomy.

The butterfly landed and entered the dense forest. In the midst of this dense jungle, she was her battleground, but that alone she could no match for the Night King.

"Demon Magic, Mist of Illusion!"

Butterflies flutter their wings one after another, and the colored powder on their wings is dotted, and soon the whole area is filled. It was only a procrastination tactic on her part, enveloping the forest with a mist that would not be found for a while, even if the Night King pursued her.

Huang Lang was already able to move freely at this time, leaving Feng Die's arms, staring at the elegant figure, his eyes moist, "Qing'er!

"Husband!" she looked excited, and two lines of tears slowly slipped from the pair of bright butterfly eyes, "It was I who took Li Zhiqing's body, and I just want to stay with you." ”

"I, Huang Lang, have such a red face in my life, although I have no regrets in death," he suddenly pounced, hugged the colorful butterfly tightly, and put his lips to the pair of eyes, "I have never hugged you, and now I will not let go." ”

In the fantasy, the phoenix butterfly collected its four wings, turned into a human appearance, and happened to be in Huang Lang's arms, kissing him deeply. But she restrained her lust and quickly pushed Huang Lang away.

"Feng Die, you ......" Huang Lang's eyes were tender, "I am already in calamity, but I hope to be with you before I die." ”

"No, I'm not going to let you die. Husband, run away quickly, I'll drag the black dragon. She slammed Huang Lang into the distance and said the last trace of love: "I am willing to live for you and die for you!"

The black dragon had already pursued it, searching through the colorful mist, and the phoenix butterfly could only delay with it, and longed for Huang Lang to go as far as possible.

Huang Lang fell outside the mist of illusion, wiped away his tears, but did not look back, just desperately ran south.

"Feng Die, wait for me, I will definitely come back to save you!" He seemed to think of a savior, but he didn't know where the Phoenix Qi Palace Master, the mother of the Phoenix Butterfly, was.