Chapter 662: Unhappy Breakup

The eight glazed wings stretched out, Yang Ming's heart moved slightly, and a bad premonition came to his heart, and after a while, an extremely tyrannical aura suddenly erupted from the body of this beautiful peerless fierce beast. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the fierce aura, Yang Ming's vigilance instantly reached the extreme, and he could see that this beast might really be desperate.

Looking at this palpitating aura, the middle-aged man in the purple robe also had a solemn face, and the cold qi wrapped around his body quickly flowed.

Just now, when the battle was fought just now, the middle-aged man in the purple robe also clearly felt that this eight-winged heavenly phantom butterfly did not use all his strength, and now, it seems that he is forcing it to be in a hurry!

According to the current situation, even if he knew that this eight-winged heavenly phantom butterfly had begun to go crazy, the middle-aged man in the purple robe did not retreat in the slightest, because the master had made a move, if he did not have the determination to die, he would definitely be defeated.

Although he was quite jealous of Yang Ming in the cave passage, there was no way to retreat at this moment, because retreating meant defeat, and he wanted to get what he wanted from this beast again, and he didn't know what year and month it was.

Thinking of this, a ruthless look flashed in the eyes of the purple-robed middle-aged man.

At that moment, with a slight mistake in his footsteps, the figure of a purple-robed middle-aged man appeared in the sky, and the cold aura surrounding him was like a huge frost vortex, suddenly devouring towards the eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly.

"Sneer......"

The eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly roared angrily in the sky, and the terrifying sound waves rushed out towards the frost vortex like layers of waves.

In an instant, the mighty frost vortex, under the impact of the sound of the eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly, completely turned into countless ice crystals, slowly falling from the void.

Seeing this scene, the purple-robed middle-aged man's face was calm, his palm was slowly raised again, and the palm of the ice cloud cold spring swayed.

The terrifying cold energy pierced the void and slapped fiercely on the back of the eight-winged heavenly phantom butterfly, which Cheng thought, the moment the ice cloud cold spring palm was waved, the eight-winged heavenly phantom butterfly had already disappeared.

The sudden situation made the purple-robed middle-aged man's face change slightly, and an extremely bad premonition appeared in his heart, and he just wanted to move his feet away from the place, but at this time, there was a slight sound of breaking the air behind him, and a huge glazed figure appeared behind him at some point, and the pair of flickering steel claws swooped directly towards him.

This time, the attack speed of the eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly was probably more than twice as fast as before, which caught the purple-robed middle-aged man a little off guard.

Feeling a strong wind behind him, the purple-robed middle-aged man's face was gloomy, his steps were wrong again, and his body left a phantom shadow in the void, narrowly escaping from the attack of the eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly.

However, as soon as the purple-robed middle-aged man left on his front foot, the eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly reacted quickly, and immediately followed closely behind like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

Therefore, when the purple-robed middle-aged man was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, the glazed figure in front of him suddenly flashed again, and his huge body rushed towards him.

Seeing this, the purple-robed middle-aged man's heart was raised again, and after scolding secretly, he urged this internal force to leave the place as quickly as possible.

In this way, the two chased and fled, constantly flashing in the huge cavern.

Such an embarrassed appearance has not been seen since he broke through the Divine Realm.

For a while, the middle-aged man in the purple robe felt quite aggrieved in his heart.

Just when the purple-robed middle-aged man was indignant, in the void, the huge wings of the eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly instantly fanned him to the ground.

Feeling the surging qi and blood in his chest, the purple-robed middle-aged man's eyes instantly turned blood-red, and then he heard his roaring voice resounding in the cave.

"Boy, if you don't make a move, don't blame this seat for turning his face and being ruthless. ”

At this moment, the purple-robed middle-aged man seemed to have reached a limit, and the green tendons on his forehead jumped violently, as if they might explode at any time.

Hearing this, Yang Ming's face also changed slightly, and then his eyes moved to the top of the passage, and a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Senior, the kid said that I hate others threatening me the most, if you talk to me well, maybe, I will be soft-hearted and help you, but it's a pity that ......"

Speaking of this, a thick cold color flashed in Yang Ming's eyes.

Hearing this, the purple-robed middle-aged man suddenly panicked slightly, and an extremely bad feeling came to his heart, and his body flickered, just dodging the attack of the eight-winged Heavenly Phantom Butterfly, and then hurriedly said: "Little brother, I lost my words just now, please forgive me......

"Hehe, I only know now that I lost my words, it's too late......"

Hearing the purple-robed middle-aged man's somewhat flustered tone, the corners of Yang Ming's mouth suddenly flashed with a faint sarcastic arc, and a fierce color flashed in his eyes, and then the nine-fold Xuanque Sword in his hand suddenly lifted up and slashed at the square of the cave passage.

"Boom—"

This was originally a relatively special cave, as if it hadn't undergone any heavy blows, I am afraid it would have existed forever, but unfortunately, this cave was only made of boulders after all, and it could not withstand Yang Ming's full force blow.

Under Yang Ming's full bombardment, in an instant, the boulder directly above the cave passage collapsed continuously, and the entire cave shook suddenly, as if it had been an earthquake.

Looking at the falling boulders, Yang Ming sneered, and his figure continued to retreat towards the rear, and every ten meters he retreated, he would frantically bombard the top of the cave passage, completely blocking this passage that was hundreds of meters long.

Seeing this scene, the purple-robed middle-aged man instantly became dumbfounded.

"Yang Ming, this seat will not kill you, and I will not be a ......"

Feeling the continuous vibration in the cave, the purple-robed middle-aged man was almost so angry that he vomited blood, and after a long time, a tingling sound suddenly erupted.

Due to the continuous falling of boulders, even if the voice of the middle-aged man in the purple robe could convey thousands of miles, it was also covered by the sound of these boulders falling in the end, and Yang Ming was destined to not hear it.

Seeing that the passage of the cave had been blocked, the purple-robed middle-aged man knelt on one knee, and his face instantly turned the color of pig liver.

At this moment, the purple-robed middle-aged man suddenly regretted a little, why did he want to provoke this stunned man, isn't an eight-winged heavenly phantom butterfly enough to toss himself?

Now it's okay, the cave is completely blocked, and I am in a desperate situation.

It's a pity that there is everything in this world, but there is no such thing as regret medicine, thinking of this, the middle-aged man in the purple robe can't wait to slap himself and completely rot this broken mouth......