"But I'm not going to care about that, give me back the butterflies. ”

In this way, it was announced that the spiritual power in the hands of the night was gathered into a pure white sword.

"Do you want to act as His Royal Highness the Prince who saved the princess?

The golden and pure white swords staggered by, and in the eyes full of war, the sword light shone between the night and the 'prayer butterfly'.

"It's really a person who has the name of the night, and it's really a great swordsmanship. ”

"If you have a relaxed face in battle, don't taunt your opponent like this......"

Obviously in a disadvantageous position in terms of stature, but 'Prayer Butterfly' lightly suppressed all the attacks of the night.

"This little girl has interesting swordsmanship. Starlight—"

The flickering golden light replaced the figure of the 'praying butterfly', and for a while, the night lost its vision.

"-Meteor"

As soon as his gaze was restored, the golden sword swung by the 'Prayer Butterfly' rushed towards the evening like a meteor.

"One Sword - Seven Flashes"

In a panic, the sword of light in Sunset's hand stabbed out.

Superb swordsmanship is not inferior, but after all, the way of attack is different, and it is inevitable that the 'shooting star' of the night's range attack after the 'seven flashes' will hit the body of the night's body mercilessly.

"This semi-finished product you're wearing is good, can you lend it to me to study?"

"Lingxue's clothes are not half-finished, a shocking punch-"

Seizing the gap between the words of the 'Prayer Butterfly', the left hand that had just recovered in the evening struck out with all its might under the amplification of the Lingxue Cloth.

A swift and unstoppable blow, and the air exploded instantly.

"Withstand the earth-shattering punch at such a close distance, I hope that nothing will happen to Qi Die?"

A breeze from nowhere blows away the aftermath of the air explosion, and the unforgiving reality tells Yuya that his worries are unnecessary.

"This kind of weak and windless attack, and it is also said that the spirit weapon is not a semi-finished product, and it just happens that the demigod is paired with a half-finished spirit weapon, which is really a beautiful match. ”

A very convenient way to attack, when 'Prayer Butterfly' spoke with a relaxed face, the golden sword automatically danced and scattered multiple clones to attack the night without stopping.

"Is it the same principle as the sword art of Proud Sword Villa......?

While dodging attacks, observing the movement trajectory of the Golden Sword and its clone, the roughly clear Night no longer dodges, but uses the teleportation ability of the Lingxue Cloth to constantly dodge the clone of the Golden Sword and advance towards the main body of the Golden Sword at the same time.

"Space movement, it's really unfortunate, I can cut the sword of heaven and earth, and it's easy to destroy space movement or something......"

Without relying on the golden sword, his right hand raised his erected index and middle fingers to shoot out the golden sword of light.

It was only a stone's throw away from the Golden Sword, but in the distance, the flickering silver-blue light of spatial attribute power around the Lingxue Cloth waved off the Lingxue Cloth in the distance, and suddenly extinguished.

"What?"

"To put it bluntly, spatial movement is a way of moving to the original destination in an ultra-short time by relying on the fluctuation of spiritual power of specific spatial attributes to open a channel in the original space and realize the movement to the original destination in an ultra-short time. As long as I casually cut out the cracks of the specific spatial attribute spiritual power fluctuations you exude, I can easily crack your spatial movement. ”

'Prayer Butterfly' was kindly explaining, but the evening night on the side kept dodging the clones of the golden sword attacking from all directions while holding back his anxious heart with all his might.

[Even if you give me a face, you should stop, Wushuang]

[Huh?]

The momentum of the attack weakened, and Nightnight hurriedly retreated out of the range of the Golden Sword and its clone.

"What's going on?"

The incomprehensible evening looked at the direction of the prayer butterfly, but found that the 'prayer butterfly' was staring up at the endless starry sky.

[Cut, the old immortal old gentleman, you want to interfere in my affairs, it depends on whether you have the ability to do it]

[It just so happens that I recently cast a new treasure, so let me try how far the virtual, real-based 'Taijitu' can go in the face of the invincible peerless sword]

[The Abominable Old Immortal ......]

In the midst of the vicious scolding, a white mist filled with sacredness appeared from around the body of the 'Prayer Butterfly'.

"What is this? It feels dangerous......

Although he had no intention of saving the 'Prayer Butterfly', he did not hesitate to act for the safety of the Butterfly.

"Sword Flash - Eighteen Slashes"

[Although you are not Ye Yixi, after all, you are using the same body, and your attack is a bit bad for Taijitu]

The white mist suddenly appeared again, and the sword qi swung out by the evening night was instantly devoured. But the fog, which seemed to disperse as soon as the breeze blew, did not shake or change in the slightest.

"You are?"

[I don't need to make a useless introduction now, we will meet in the future if we have a fate]

The white mist floated into the air, and the purple mist was peeled off from the butterfly's body and disappeared from the sight of the evening night.

"Pray for a Butterfly ......"

No longer caring about the white mist and purple mist that left, Xiye's face gradually transformed into Ye Yixi.

"It's nice to be able to come to the final test of the treasury, and the two of you who survive the battle are the owners of the treasury. ”

A haughty voice announced, and a golden canopy appeared above the starry sky.

"This breath is a god?"

As a candidate for the right to use the treasure house, he asked for the powerful coercion of the gods on low-dimensional creatures, and even though he was able to act and speak normally, he did not have the confidence to be able to freely swing the sword of light that relied on spiritual power in his hand to gather without any weight.

"I am Gilgamesh, the king of heroes, the supreme god of heroes. ”

【Gilgamesh?】

The sound heard was repeated in the deep consciousness, and Ye Yixi's consciousness began to become weak.

[The flow rate of time in the place where the gods exist will definitely be a little different from that of the Machine Spirit Continent, and it is certain that the flow rate will only be faster than the mortal time, and the night will give up the treasure house and return to the Machine Spirit Continent]

"Back to the Instrument Spirit Continent, it's simple, but what should we do?"

[Give me back your body first]

"Okay"

"Did the senior have a problem with his brain overnight, why did he keep talking to himself?"

Recovering from the possessed state, the butterfly is in a state of unawake brain as if she has not woken up.

The rich purple light emanated from the body, and Ye Yixi returned to the body.

“...... Just now, I seem to have seen the shadow of the white-haired senior in Yixi...... Is it true that my brain is not awake again?"

"Pray Butterfly, you wait here and I'll come back one day to take you out. ”

In an extremely serious tone, Qi Die nodded honestly.

"Senior Yixi, what are you going to do?"

"Split the space and return to the Instrument Spirit Continent. Peerless Sword—"

Purple light gathered in both hands, revealing blood-red and crystal-blue swords.

"One of the innate skills of the Peerless Sword: Cut off all the tangible things-;One of the innate skills of the Peerless Sword: Cut off the invisible-"

The hands that clenched the unleashed unleashed the unleashed purple light raised in the air.

"Pneumatic heaven and earth, double swords break through the world-"

"Hmm~"

Gilgamesh, who had been quietly a spectator in the center of the golden canopy above the starry sky, was attracted by Ye Yixi, who had gathered the power of nature below.

"This aura is ...... from the 'source' that easily defeated me back then."

The huge space distance Gilgamesh's self-talk did not reach Ye Yixi's ears. However, even if it reached Ye Yixi at this time, he would not be distracted to think about the meaning of his words.

"Cut through visible obstacles, tear through space, and open up a way forward for me with supreme sharpness, cutting through the world—"

The new trick that he improvised to form by adding up all the tricks that could increase his power did not disappoint Ye Yixi's expectations.

The blood-red and crystal-blue sword qi fused into a purple sword qi full of sharp aura, and it suddenly fell on the golden-colored ground of the treasure house, and the super impact force even the initiator Ye Yiyi was ruthlessly shocked overnight.

"Hey, hey, this is a different space created by Yuan himself, and it was so easily cut off by a mortal. I'm definitely dreaming...... But am I a god who doesn't even need to sleep, can I dream?"

Gilgamesh muttered to himself in the golden canopy, while Ye Yixi seized the time to dodge down before the rift he had cut out could heal again.

Ye Yixi broke into the treasure house and the rift on the ground was cut out, as if a switch was turned on, releasing an attraction that could devour heaven and earth.

"Could it be true that the information circulating in the Divine Realm is true......?"

In his own words, Gilgamesh reached out to the praying butterflies below.

"It's been a long time since I've seen a human since the last war, so it's better to stay with me for a while before the purple-haired boy comes to pick you up. ”

The golden-colored chains shot out of the golden canopy at Gilgamesh's motion, and after wrapping around the slender waist of the butterfly a few times, the sharp spear head of the chain head was firmly inserted into the ground.

"The Heavenly Lock can only be inserted into this depth, and sure enough, the purple-haired boy is very suspicious. ”

Completely ignoring the torn treasury destroyed by the attraction of the rift, while waiting for the crack to recover, Gilgamesh landed in front of the butterfly: "You are the type that Uncle Ben likes, what is your name?"

“...... Eh, eh—"

The flow rate of dimensional time at different altitudes is naturally different, and when Ai Xue returned to the Machine Spirit Continent, nearly half a year had passed since the Cross Clan gathering.

City of Light

"Your Excellency Ye Chen, all the spiritual saint cultivators of the Holy Light have all left the Holy Light City, and the materials of the Chamber of Commerce and the intelligence database of the Flying Bird Pavilion have also completed the transfer to the Flying Bird City of the Ice Hua Empire. ”

"I know, let's spend the last day with my family. Just return to the City of Light when the sun rises tomorrow. ”

"Yes—"

Looking up at the demonic blood-red countdown above the Sky of the Holy Light City, the black-clothed spy respectfully led the order to retreat.

"I didn't expect that my holy light would be in danger of being destroyed today, and the direct trigger turned out to be a teenage girl. ”

"Grandpa, sorry ......"