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Chapter 167: Bone Demon Butterfly

The atmosphere in the air suddenly became heavy.

Ye Lian spoke quietly for a moment, and then continued: "Although it is unpleasant news, it should be like this. If it weren't for the power of Liuhe, who in the world today could hurt you like this, Jiachen.

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The look on Kachen's face was a little gloomy: "Although there is some carelessness this time, I have to admit that the new generation of Liuhe power that is awakening in the dark now is far better than a thousand years ago."

Ye Lian said: "If it can sustain the recovery of Liuhe's power and become more powerful, it can even seriously injure Taixuan Jiujing, then there is only one possibility."

"The Demon Realm has established a new king." Su Jing slowly opened his eyes, his long eyes reflected the frost and snow, and calmly said a terrifying statement that could shake the Six Realms.

Kachen also looked like he had a headache.

The power of Liuhe, who has the blessing of the Demon Lord's destiny, and the Liuhe, who has no control over the Demon King's throne, are completely different concepts.

Three thousand years ago, Qinluo, the king of the demon world, was sealed under one of the three immortal swords of the Immortal Lord, and would never be reincarnated.

In order to gain freedom, he forcibly separated out a three-corpse clone and transformed into Zhaohe, the leader of the Langya Demon Sect.

Zhaohe once brought the power of the six rivers and once aspired to dominate the world.

The minions of the demon clan have even dug out the ancient divine veins of the fairy mountain to find the location of the sealed demon king.

During the more than a thousand years when the world was dominated by the Demon Sect, a young genius with astonishing talent emerged from the fragile Righteous Sword Sect.

During the years when he was covered by the demonic breath of black earth, this young genius comprehended an extraordinary innate sword soul and awakened a huge ancient cornerstone of the Sword Sect.

The foundation stone hides swords, thirteen in total.

The Thirteen Swords of Tianxi were born out of nowhere.

In the endless world of dusk and darkness, a spark ignited, spreading like a prairie fire.

Then, a severe cold broke out in the south, and the area was thousands of miles away, and there were hidden palaces in ten directions.

A fire breaks out in the west, a red lotus karmic fire, which shines through the nine sutras.

This is the founding and origin of the three sects in the world today.

The head of the three sects was later granted the title of Immortal Zhu Zhan by the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan, and was given the title of Star Crown Immortal, ranking among the Golden Immortals. Only then was he able to regain the land in the human world, force the Demon Sect back, and destroy Zhaohe.

Just one demon sect master transformed into three corpse clones almost exhausted the energy of the entire immortal sect in the world.

If the demon world really establishes a new king, the prosperous and righteous path will probably face unprecedented haze and tests.

"Ahem."

Jiachen coughed twice: "It is extremely possible. Two months ago, the second senior brother came back from the Ancient Cave of Ten Thousand Demons and brought news that the remnants of the Demon Sect who had died at the hands of the young master of the Tianxi Sword Sect were actually abandoned.

Fake death.

Now he is walking in the mountains and rivers of the world with a demonic body, and assisted the Great Demon Saint Emperor Jiang in the Ancient Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, and safely took away an egg that was sealed 100,000 feet away from the ancient cave."

"Egg?" Ye Lian's heart moved, thinking that an egg that can obtain the seal of ten thousand feet in the Ancient Cave of Ten Thousand Demons must not be a simple egg.

According to the ancient legend, could it be that this egg is the heir of the new king of the demon world?

Ye Lian moved his lips lightly and was about to continue speaking, but Jiachen behind him trembled slightly.

Suddenly, the cold and cold aura from Su Jing's side suddenly became more and more cold and cold, and even had a bit of numbing murderous intent.

Turning to look over with stiff eyes, Su Jing saw that the area between Su Jing's brows and eyes was covered with a breathtaking frost. It was colder than ever, and the surrounding air had condensed into ice.

"Abandoned Man." Shengsheng said the name coldly without any heat.

The woman who was as ruthless as ice and snow slowly raised a cold sneer: "He is not dead yet, so let him regret crawling back from hell."

Ye Lian and Jia Chen both shuddered and did not dare to say a word.

The snow was deep and cold, and the sky fell silently.

Jiachen glanced at her silently, sighed helplessly, swallowed the strong fishy taste in his throat, and said again:

"The situation is not the most serious now. After all, the six rivers were completely cut off back then. It would take hundreds of years to find the successor of just one river. But what is really causing a headache now is that the Langya Demon Sect in the north, the great

I mean to make good friends with the ancient corpse demon clan."

Hearing this, Su Jing's face turned even colder, and her desolate thin lips slowly uttered two words: "Dream."

Jia Chen looked coveted and felt that the young master was so strange today.

Although he usually looks cold and carefree, he is more indifferent and indifferent to everything.

Never before have I shown my emotions so clearly as now.

Looking at her white clothes stained with blood in the snow, she suddenly realized that after so many years, she was used to seeing her in white clothes and plain robes, and she didn't lose her color.

Beauty is beautiful, but life is too delicate, like a perfect ice porcelain doll. Wrapped under the exquisite skin is an empty and pale soul.

Now decorated with blood, the burning meaning actually brings out a bit of popularity.

Jiachen was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but smile.

No matter what, having emotions arise is not a good thing for the young master.

Before he could look back, Su Jing's cold gaze glanced over, his eyebrows as black as ink frowned, and the palm holding the sword suddenly raised.

Under Ye Liang's astonished gaze, he looked quietly and coolly in the direction of Kachen.

Kachen involuntarily straightened his body, subconsciously trying to avoid this cold jade-like hand.

Su Jing's palm didn't really land on his cheek. It was only three inches away, and her fingers touched lightly in the air.

Kachen's cheek suddenly felt an extremely abnormal pain, as if it had been cut open by sharp and thin paper, and a purple broken shadow flashed in front of his eyes.

From between his cheeks, there was a purple-winged black butterfly clinging silently.

Neither Ye Liang nor Jia Chen noticed it, but Su Jing noticed something strange, and when he pointed it out, the purple-winged black butterfly revealed its true form.

The delicate and even somewhat beautiful butterfly suddenly became ferocious the moment it was exposed to the sight of the three people.

The butterfly wings rolled up the dreamlike powdery scales, like a sharp and straight line, and cut her probing finger into a thin blood-red line at an extremely fast speed.

The swift shadow flew away into the sky and could not be captured.

Su Jing's eyes narrowed deeply, and the palm that he had just stretched out suddenly retracted, and he lightly scratched the side of his cheek with an expressionless expression.

The purple-winged ink butterfly was held in her palm.

With a slight exertion on the palm, wisps of fine purple sand flowed out between the fingers.

Kachen touched the stinging wound on his cheek and his expression darkened.

Ye Liang's expression remained unchanged, but her soft and beautiful eyes showed a bit of coldness at this moment.

Su Jing lowered his head and looked at the drops of blood oozing out from the cracks between his knuckles, and said lightly: "The Bone Demon Butterfly from the ancient land of Hell in the Demon Realm."

Jiachen coughed twice and said, "Thank you so much, young master."

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