withered prosperity

Black eyes occupy the entire head, and those blue-purple fluffs are long and densely covered the body.

The wings are pure purple, and they change into different lusters during the movements. The looming patterns look very familiar, and when they are flapped, they cause gusts of whistling wind.

Looking at the huge butterfly in front of him, Yan Hai suddenly felt very unreal.

This is the source of all his nightmares... a monster from another world!

It devours flesh and blood, puts on human skin, and lies dormant on the edge of the world, with ridiculous ambitions to rule the world.

It wasn't until this moment that the real ugly face was finally revealed.

It's really... unspeakably ugly...

"It's so ugly..." Yun Ji heard Yan Hai say this from behind: "Why...she looks so ugly? It's disgusting..."

"Hmm! It's really ugly!" He agreed, and told Yan Hai: "Although I came from another world, my original body was definitely not like this. I used to..."

The butterfly apparently heard it too, and its long curled beak popped open, stretching straight in the air.

Yan Hai heard Yun Ji's words and was about to ask him, when he suddenly felt dizzy.

This feeling is like being submerged in deep water and sinking forever...

He shook his head, realizing that what he had guessed had happened.

With all his strength, he kicked the severed hand of Yue Liuyi on the ground towards the butterfly.

I only heard a "bang--"!

When the severed arm flew to the butterfly's head, it exploded suddenly.

The purple-black mucus splattered everywhere, and most of it flew towards the butterfly's eyes, forcing her to dodge her head sideways, and her mouth curled up again.

The butterfly wings brought a violent gust of wind, which blew Yan Hai, who was already a little shaky, staggered, and sat back and fell to the ground.

"Yue Cuiwei, what kind of monster is this?" Yue Liuyi's face was pale, and he asked him loudly in the wind: "Also, what did you do to my hand?"

Although she vaguely guessed the answer, she needed confirmation from Yan Hai.

Yan Hai just glanced at her, did not answer her question, and slowly stood up from the ground.

His face at this time was a little paler than Yue Liuyi's.

Yun Ji stood at the forefront, holding Yan Hai's dagger in his hand, and took a deep breath.

The next moment, the moment the butterfly turned his head, he had already jumped in front of the eyeballs composed of countless hexagons, and stabbed down with a sword.

The moment the sword tip touched the eyeball, a black flame burst out out of thin air, landed on the sword body, and then burned violently.

Yueying's terrifying screams resounded all around.

With force in his hand, Yun Ji thrust down the blocked sword.

His clothes and hair fluttered in the wind, his whole body was engulfed in black flames, and countless reflections were reflected in the eyes of butterflies... A third crack slowly appeared on his cheek.

Yan Hai watched all this intently, until a wisp of purple-black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He quickly turned his head and raised his hand to wipe it clean...

"Yue Cuiwei, you..." Yue Liuyi could see clearly, and couldn't help but let out a small exclamation.

"Don't talk too much." He glanced at Yue Liuyi like a warning.

Yue Liuyi looked at him, then at Yun Ji who seemed to be about to kill the monster, for some reason, a very bad premonition surged in her heart.

When Yun Ji pulled the sword out of the butterfly's eyes, the black flames that had surrounded him suddenly condensed together, filed in from the wound, and all ran into the butterfly's body.

Butterfly's body shook violently, and fell heavily to the ground.

Yueying let out a high-pitched scream, then suddenly fell silent.

Yue Liuyi swears that she has never heard such a terrible scream, which makes her feel that the pain of a broken arm is not so unbearable...

"Yue Cuiwei, you..." She tried her best to stand up, and staggered to grab Yan Hai's arm. "The blood poison on your body..."

"Take care of yourself." Yan Hai's face was terribly pale, but his tone was still very steady: "I'm fine."

"You forced my blood poison into your hand, and then chopped off my hand, so..." She took a deep breath: "That's why I was fine when the blood poison was forced out just now."

"you are welcome."

"I don't fucking want to thank you!" She squeezed Yan Hai tightly, and said word by word: "Yue Cuiwei, what's the matter with you?"

"My life is back, why are there so many things going on?" Yan Hai impatiently wanted to get rid of her, but underestimated her tenacity, so he could only tell her, "My poison has long been cured."

"Fart, you think I'm a pig!"

"Almost."

"Yue Cuiwei!" She grabbed Yan Hai's collar forcefully: "It stands to reason that you are only worse than me, how could it be..."

"What you have seen, can you 'reasonably say'?" Yan Hai interrupted her impatiently: "Then you can 'reasonably say', if the blood poison has not been cured, why am I still standing here? "

Yue Liuyi was stopped by his question.

Yan Hai pulled out the hidden dagger from her waist, put it in his sleeve, and pushed her away.

Yun Ji jumped off the huge butterfly.

He turned around and walked towards Yan Hai who was standing there waiting for him.

The black flame was burning fiercely in the butterfly's body, and he could feel the jump of joy that was directly conveyed to the depths of his soul.

They are using this Butterfly Demon's ten-thousand-year cultivation base as fuel to remove those impurities, extract the pure power, and then completely devour it.

Although these black flames are the root of his soul, for him, this kind of acquisition cannot really satisfy him...

"Yan Hai." He walked towards Yan Hai step by step.

Black flames escaped intermittently from the butterfly's body, chasing after him.

When these flames returned to Yunji's body, he let out a muffled groan.

Another wound that seemed to be cut by a sharp weapon appeared on the other side of his intact face.

This wound is deeper and longer than the previous ones...

This mortal body...