"Is this the infantile realm?"

Breaking through a barrier, the world suddenly opened up. Wang Yue only felt that the power of the immortal Yuan Yuan was like a river flowing endlessly.

"This is Liupin Shangxian! Although it is equivalent to the strength of infantile transformation, the essence of power is not the same. We use Xianli, they use spiritual power."

The Red Butterfly also picked up power at the same time. The five-color glow like the rainbow in the sky gradually converged, and the immortal force gathered. Between the eyebrows, a bright rose-like rune passed away.

"From the practice of qi to the quest, together with the yin deficiency and yang reality. The nine realms of qi practice are essentially bringing the spiritual and spiritual powers of the practitioner to the ancient times to practice qishi, which is our fairy.

Red Butterfly reached out a little, and colorful rose petals were falling at the fingertips. "And we already have the essence of a fairy, and all we need is to grow fairy power."

"The Red Butterfly is immortal!"

Wang Yuechao smiled red butterfly, showing a big colorful butterfly in her hand, "Red Butterfly Daxian, please smile."

"Is this the Butterfly Chariot?"

Red Butterfly reached out to take the color butterfly, a little fairy power infiltrated, and instantly refined the butterfly chariot.

"Well? Did you unblock it? Jiupin's magic weapon, oh, it's the magic weapon of Yang Reality. It's not easy to unblock it completely!"

Red Butterfly glanced at Wang Yue, and there was a flash of color in her eyes, and she reached out her hand and waved the colorful butterfly in her hand.

"True Immortal Art, Hehe!"

A bit of golden light rushed out of the hand and hit the dancing butterfly.

"Om ..."

The colorful butterfly slammed into a colorful luster and melted into the red butterfly.

"Butterfly, now!"

With a tender drink, colorful flowers bloomed behind the red butterfly, and two large and colorful butterfly wings emerged from behind the red butterfly.

The butterfly wings are light and comfortable, and fluttering.

White clothes, colorful wings, beautiful like flowers.

As if in the spring breeze, among the flowers in the mountains and mountains, a dancing butterfly flutters, which is fascinatingly beautiful.

The silver bell chuckle fluttered in the wind, and the dancing figure was cheerful and soft.

"Happy red butterfly is the most beautiful red butterfly!"

Compared to the previous snow country, the cold one is like an iceberg red butterfly. This red butterfly is the most beautiful in front of it.

"just...."

When echoing Red Butterfly's memory, Wang Yue's heart vibrated a few times in the sadness, grief, and tragic scene she saw.

The problem of Qingshui Xianjun is the source of Hongdie's sadness.

"The colorful Taoists are playing black hands, which has led to the madness of Qingshui Xianjun. Are the colorful Taoists?"

Wang Yue squeezed his fist, and in his heart, he had made the colorful Taoist a killing target.

"The butterfly tank is very nice, thank you!"

The colorful butterfly wings slowly stretched, and the figure of Red Butterfly landed in front of Wang Yue, looking at Wang Yue with a smile on her face.

"You're welcome!"

Wang Yue waved his hand, turned his head to look at the broken planet where he stood, and said to the red butterfly: "We are here to break through the realm. At this moment, it is time to go back!"

After coming out of the fairy land of rain, under the guidance of Tianmingzhu, the two came to this desolate planet and broke through the realm here.

Now that both have broken through the realm, it is time to leave.

"It's time to go back!"

Red Butterfly nodded, and suddenly asked Wang Yue again, "Yes, won't you really come from Zhao Guoheng Yuezong?"

"Yeah! I told you already."

Wang Yuechao smiled red butterfly, stretched out her hand and opened a space passage, "Let's go back to Suzaku."

The two stepped into the space channel, and Liuli flashed light, and instantly returned to the vast snowy ice field.

Where they stand is exactly where they left off. It is also the place where the two first met and met for the first time.

Seeing this familiar scene, recalling the previous scene, the two looked at each other and smiled.

"I...."

"I...."

They both spoke at the same time, but stopped at the same time, seeming to stop talking.

Walking silently in the snow, the two left a clear trail behind them.

"Red Butterfly ..."

Wang Yue turned her head, called out to Red Butterfly, and then seemed to take a deep breath, "Red Butterfly, I will come to you."

"what?"

Red Butterfly froze for a moment, but now Wang Yue waved a space passage in front of her, and her figure flickered as if she ran away in a hurry.

"Oh!"

Seeing this situation, Red Butterfly laughed out of her heart.

"Will you come to me? Then ... wait for you to come to me!"

The red butterfly smiled sweetly, and the multicolored brilliance flashed like a butterfly fluttering in the wind, disappearing without a trace.

With a flash of light, Wang Yue stepped forward and returned to Heng Yuezong.

"call...."

With a long sigh of relief, Wang Yue's heart seemed to be still slamming.

"Hahahaha!"

Tianmingzhu laughed wildly in his mind, "boy, don't you just like a girl? It's as bad as a thief!"

"Ha ha!"

Wang Yue smiled awkwardly, "Isn't that ... I don't know?"

"Okay, you can handle it yourself. For now, it is important to consolidate the time."

Next, Wang Yue began to practice in the retreat of Heng Yuezong.

It seems everything is calm, it seems everything is beautiful.

but....

Some people look down on others!

Suzaku.

This Suzaku star is the only six-level self-cultivation country. One of the most powerful nations of Suzaku star is dissatisfied with Wang Yue's rise.

In the Suzaku Hall, an old man in white robe frowned and looked at a crystal ball in front of it ~ www.novelhall.com ~ At this moment, the crystal ball floated in the air, and a mysterious breath scattered from the crystal ball Come out, as if the whole Suzaku star, all life is closely related to this crystal ball.

"Zhao Guo, a third-level self-cultivation country? Heng Yuezong Wang Yue? Four-year-old babies? Ten years of deity? How did this person emerge? An accident that is not under the control of my husband?"

The old man frowned, held out a finger, burst out with aura, and placed it on the crystal ball.

"Om ..."

The crystal ball flew for a while, and a flash of golden light shook the aura that the old man pointed out.

"Damn!"

The old man yelled resentfully, "The **** second-generation Suzaku, even when he was dying, sealed the star repairing crystal! The old man, as a Suzaku, couldn't control the star repairing crystal, what a reason!"

The old man reached out his hand, and the case in front of him burst into pieces, turning into a mass of ashes.

"Come, pass me Fuyu! Xuan, Monk Zhao Guoheng Yuezong, come to see Suzaku Holy Mountain!"

The old man reached out and grabbed Xiu Xingjing in his hand, still with a bit of hatred on his face.

"The star repair crystal contains the soul of all the souls of Suzaku. If there is no seal, the old man thinks of life and death, why is it so troublesome?"

Putting away the crystal of repairing the star, the old man turned his head to look at the country in the northern snowy region, and a glimmer of cold light flashed in his eyes.

"The red butterfly in the snow country, this is the hearth that the old man chose for the dry wind. Now she also needs to plant a seed of her artistic conception. When she is mature, she can harvest it!"

"Come, pass me Fu Lu, Xuan Xueyu Monk Red Butterfly, come to see you!"

Two signs of chanting came out, and Suzaku ordered it, and all the scenes followed. And ... just embarked on the road to death!

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