"I can't continue to entangle with him anymore, otherwise it will be unpredictable to win or lose!"

Controlling two superb magic weapons at the same time, Chen Dieyu also consumes a lot.

If she continues to fight like this, within a few moves, her spiritual power will be exhausted.

"Come out!"

I saw her carrying the spirit beast bag and throwing it into the air, the seal was lifted, and a water-blue demon shadow gradually became clear, and a flickering gloom was thrown into the battle platform.

It's a giant demon butterfly!

The body is two feet long, and the wings are water-blue, spreading out like a fluttering ribbon.

The wings are ice-blue, dotted with velvet-like powder, and shimmer with a dazzling sheen.

The most peculiar thing is its mouthparts, which occupy the size of 30% of its head, and even swallow dozens of tentacles covered with mucus.

"Primordial Roaring Butterfly in the late stage of the First Order!"

Chen Yiru said suddenly.

Su roared butterfly, mortal demon blood.

Extremely bad at defense and attack, but born with a support skill that can hide mana fluctuations.

No wonder the previous temptation was in vain, it turned out that this demon was doing it.

"What's the point of summoning the Roaring Butterfly at this time?"

Chen Yiru Qiong's nose wrinkled slightly, and he said incomprehensibly.

"The Su Roar Butterfly is naturally useless, but what if it is the Su Roar Butterfly King!"

Chen Tong stroked his beard and smiled.

Su Roar Butterfly is indeed not good at fighting, but the king of the population, the Su Roar Butterfly King, has a natal spell, Crazy Butterfly Su Roar.

This technique temporarily scares the monk's spirit and puts the enemy to sleep.

"Butterfly King?"

Chen Yiru fixed his eyes, and then his face became extremely difficult to look at.

Sure enough, in the middle of this demon's wings, there is a colorful hypotenuse pattern that extends all the way to its head.

The pattern of the king butterfly, this is the symbol of the butterfly king.

When this butterfly pattern covers the whole body, the butterfly king will cross the shackles of blood and become the Roaring Butterfly Emperor.

Of course, tens of thousands of ordinary plain roaring butterflies can only appear as a king.

The emperor is one in a million, and even rarer than the Jindan monk.

The cultivation of this Butterfly King has reached the peak of the late stage of the first order, which is equivalent to the ninth level of Qi cultivation of the human race.

The Wild Butterfly Roar it unleashed, if a Qi Realm cultivator did not have a Divine Soul Defense Magic Weapon, it would be impossible to dodge it.

"Being able to force Dieyu to the point of having all the means come out is enough for him to be proud of."

Chen Xintong's cheeks were gloomy.

This Su Roar Butterfly King was auctioned in Jinrui Island Fang City, and the price was 10,000 spirit stones.

For the sake of his wife, Chen Xintong also borrowed a huge amount of money from his father, so he was trained a lot.

It was originally used as a hole card just in case, but I never thought that it was forced out by Chen Ping, who practiced qi at the eighth level!

"Butterfly King, hehe."

This demon's heels, Chen Ping naturally saw through it at a glance.

At the exchange visit that day, Chen Dieyu competed with him for the spirit beast bracelet, presumably for this demon butterfly.

"Make!"

Chen Dieyu passed on a message, Su Roar Butterfly King spread his wings, and the two eyes set on his face had completely turned red at this time, revealing a manic thought.

"Aang!"

The mouthparts of the Su Roar Butterfly King branched out, and between the tentacles flying, a sharp and terrifying note, breaking the sound, rushed into Chen Ping's mind.

"What a strong Divine Mind attack!"

At the edge of the sound, the five deacons at the top of the pitch were all dizzy and retching.

I saw that in the middle of the roaring storm, Chen Ping was holding the Earth Yan Sword, looking crumbling.

The Maddie Roar didn't work for him, but if he didn't pretend like this, he would inevitably expose the secrets of his divine sense.

Chen Ping's heart moved, and his divine sense quietly reached into the storage bag and attached it to a delicate golden bell.

The Awakening Bell, once upon a time, was regarded by him as a high-grade magic weapon, but it played an unexpected role at this time.

"No more surprises!"

Confirming that Chen Ping had been hit, Chen Dieyu's tense expression was finally relieved, and he gathered the last spiritual power, and the black tide blood chain whipped, wanting to entangle his body.

Although after this, the Roaring Butterfly King will enter a long period of weakness, and he will no longer be able to use the natal spell for a month.

But the duration of the Wild Butterfly Roar is as long as three breaths, which is enough for her to make a final sound!

"Bell, bell!"

An empty Sanskrit sound sounded without a trace, and a small golden bell rose into the air.

Chen Ping suddenly got out of his slumber, staring at Chen Dieyu teasingly, and a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth.

With a backhand sword, he picked up the blood chain, and then Chen Ping controlled the fire wheel, jumped a few feet, and flew into the air.

"Big bug, die!"

The Earth Flame Sword sliced through the head of the Screaming Butterfly King, splitting it in half.

The five-color insect pulp splashed, dyeing Chen Dieyu's body.

"You... You dare to kill my spirit beast! ”

Chen Dieyu's cheeks turned pale, and her hands and fingers twitched unconsciously.

From flying the blood chain to slashing and killing the demon butterfly, Chen Ping did it in one go, and did not give Chen Dieyu the slightest time to rescue him.

As for the two Zhuji Elders, they have the ability to stop it.

But they had their own thoughts, but they didn't move, and watched the Su Roar Butterfly King die tragically under the sword.

"Ping'er's luck is wonderful, there is actually a divine soul defense magic weapon to restrain the butterfly king!"

Chen Tong's eyes froze, and he said with deep meaning.

"Hmm."

Chen Yiru responded, and did not say a word about the extra words.

Chen Tong suspected that she was supporting Chen Ping behind her back.

However, the truth is close to that.

Isn't Qiyang Dan just something she asked someone to buy from afar!

As for this little clock, Chen Yiru really didn't know.

Maybe Chen Ping has another chance!

The cultivation world is vast, and all kinds of adventures and strange stories are being staged all the time.

Who found Yuan Dan's predecessor's Zahua Cave Mansion, who secretly dug up a thousand-year-old elixir and so on, there are countless deeds.

Those who can cultivate to the foundation building realm have basically gotten big and small opportunities.

As long as he has a sincere heart for the family, the Chen family's previous rulers will not get to the bottom of it.

"It's just a matter of killing a brute, and the little brother doesn't seem to have violated Dabi's rules."

Chen Ping said calmly.

"You and I don't share the sky today!"

Chen Dieyu's eyes were filled with boundless anger, and he rolled up the black tide blood chain, and all the remaining barbs fell, turning into a black cloud, and nailed to Chen Ping's place with a formation!

"Try it!"

In the face of the divine power of the Black Tide Blood Chain, Chen Ping didn't defend himself, blew the dust on his collar, and said leisurely.

"Ahh

The next moment, a gray-brown vine grew from Chen Dieyu's feet, soaring in the wind, and her lower body was coiled in an instant.

This vine is not a soft and weak grass.

It is a first-order spirit vine, a needle vine.

A spiritual plant carefully cultivated by Meng Xiu.

This needle vine is still a seedling, forcibly spawned by Chen Ping's mana, and its rhizome has been destroyed, and it will wither on its own after half an hour.

When the demon butterfly fell and Chen Dieyu was distracted and regretted, Chen Ping planted it beside her.

That's what makes a difference!

The needle vine clings tightly like a spirit python, and the sharp vine thorns on the thick stem are clearly visible.

The vine thorns were two inches long, poking into Chen Dieyu's skin, and immediately pierced her with thousands of holes and bleeding.

At present, these are only skin injuries, and do not hurt the muscles and bones and dantian.

But as long as Chen Dieyu dares to move again, Chen Ping will urge her with all his strength without relenting and stab her into a sieve!

"You lost, Seventh Sister."

"In the future, if you are lucky enough to break through the foundation, you will also have a chance to return to the lineage!"

Chen Ping raised the corners of his mouth, and actually returned Chen Dieyu's humiliation before the opening word for word.