Jun Mo narrowed slightly, and looked at the handsome man who looked like a butterfly elf, and his figure slowly fell down.
"My name is Kerr, the noble human emperor!"
Kerr crossed his hands and bent down slightly to pay tribute to Junmo: "Please follow me, in front of the kind and great mother, your request will be satisfied!"
Jun Mo narrowed slightly. He knew that Kerr was a very ancient court etiquette, but he didn't expect to see it here.
However, as the saying goes, if you don’t hit a smiley person, the other party suddenly poses in such a posture, Jun Mo is embarrassed to continue to take action. After all, he just accidentally killed a Butterfly King!
"please!"
Jun Mo smiled shamelessly and made a call. No matter what the other party’s purpose is, he should still see the real Wanhua Valley? Just this sentence is enough to arouse Jun Mo’s interest.
"Great Human Emperor, please follow me!"
Kerr's wings moved slightly, soared into the air, leading Junmo to fly towards the depths of Wanhua Valley.
The deeper the deeper the Butterfly Kings became more and more powerful, and their strength increased significantly. The Wanhua Valley became wider and wider. In the end, both sides had exceeded Junmo's perception, which was more than two hundred miles.
Three hundred feet above, all of which were covered by thick fog. It seemed that there was no other way except entering from the entrance of the valley, and that it could reach the depths of the Wanhua Valley.
With a depth of more than a thousand miles, the terrain suddenly became flat, and a huge portal appeared in front of Jun Mo.
On the portal, the three characters exuding a simple and vicissitudes of life are imprinted into Junmo's eyes.
Wanhua Valley!
Through the huge portal, you can see the scene on the other side of the portal. The emerald green lawn, the hills less than a hundred feet high, all kinds of flowers blooming, and the big trees are like huge green umbrellas, scattered on the lawn, and the green small
The stream is flowing.
Countless handsome human figures with transparent butterfly wings on the back, including men and women, playing together on the lawn, picking flowers and admiring chrysanthemums. In the distance, there are palaces, pavilions, pavilions, towers, towers, and pavilions, like
The palace of the immortal family is illusory and beautiful, and everything is like a fairyland on earth.
"Is this Wanhua Valley?"
Jun Mo was shocked. How could he think that there was such a fairyland in the deepest part of Wanhua Valley, with rugged rocks and steep peaks outside!
"Yes, noble human emperor, please follow me. You will meet your mother in the highest and most noble Wanhua Temple and make your request!"
Kerr signaled slightly, raised his hand and hit a blue-gold light on the portal. The portal shone brightly, and a passage appeared. The fragrance of flowers and plants and the sound of laughter and quarrel immediately rushed towards him.
"What? It actually has the aura of the Nine Shadow Ghost Mother? It's still so strong! Young Master, you must not enter this gate, you must not enter!"
Suddenly, the voice of the Saint Lord of the Rising Heaven roared in panic in Junmo's sea of consciousness.
"Lie Tian, what's going on?"
Jun Mo's figure condensed, and he had never seen Li Tian so shocked, and he was simply panicked.
"Young Master, it's hard to say anything. In short, please believe me and leave immediately. At the same time, you can take away all the untransformed Nine Shadow Monarch butterflies outside at any cost, and you can bring as much as you can!"
The voice of the Saint Lord Lie Tian was urgent and urgent, even with a hint of panic.
"Okay, the young master believes in you!"
Jun Mo nodded decisively and turned around and was about to leave.
"Great Human Emperor, what are you doing? You have already arrived in front of the Wanhua Valley Gate, so how can you refuse?"
Kerr smiled and stopped in front of Jun Mo, with a hint of chill in his eyes.
"Stop talking nonsense! The young master comes whenever he wants, and leave whenever he wants! If you stop me again, die!"
Jun Mo stepped out and was already a hundred feet away.
"Great Human Emperor, are you ready to compete with us for speed and challenge our patience?"
Kerr appeared in front of Jun Mo again, behind him, there was a man and a woman. Moreover, Jun Mo discovered that more than a dozen butterfly-winged men walked out of the passage, their breath was stronger than the other, the strongest. One, who actually reached the peak of the Five-Star Emperor, was enough to compare the strength he had just shown.
It seems that I am preparing to invite you.
"die!"
Jun Mo said one word coldly and disappeared from the spot.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang!
Kerr and dozens of Butterfly Winged Men who had just stepped out of the passage burst into ice fog at the same time.
And Jun Mo has appeared fifty miles away.
"Damn it! Damn humans, how dare they slaughter my people and die!"
A roar rushed out of the huge portal of Wanhua Valley, a larger passage opened from the inside out, a butterfly-winged man wearing a golden crown and holding a three-foot platinum spear rushed forward with dozens of butterfly-winged man holding a spear. come out.
The butterfly-winged man wearing a golden crown actually reached the peak of the emperor level!
Before the person could leave the passage, dozens of spears had cut through the void and shot to Jun Mo at a distance of fifty miles.
Jun Mo's eyes narrowed, and his heart was filled with fighting spirit. A three-foot ice blade as thin as a piece of paper had appeared in his hand, so he was about to let go.
"Young master, run quickly! Stop fighting. The attack just now has alarmed the Nine Shadow Ghost Mother. I already feel that she is coming here! Quickly, run quickly, if you don't run, it will be too late!"
The anxious and panic-like voice of the Saint Lord of the Ritian resounded throughout Junmo's sea of consciousness.
Suddenly, a strange laugh came from the portal, and the world suddenly solidified. Even the spear that was about to hit Jun Mo's chest was fixed. Jun Mo was also fixed, and his body and energy retreated half as much as a tide.
"Damn it, that's so awesome!"
Jun Mo's vest was sweating all over. He was wearing a picture of various battle formations of various schools of thought. He could be instantly fixed by a word, and consumed half of his energy before he broke free from the imprisonment!
What kind of ghost mother is this? What is the origin? So powerful?
At this moment, Jun Mo finally understood why the Saint Lord of the Sky was panicked! This Nine Shadow Ghost Mother was clearly a super existence that was very afraid of when the Saint Lord of the Sky was in full swing!
My mind moved slightly, and a drop of tree king liquid was taken down by Jun Mo.
As expected, he is indeed a treasure that condenses the essence of qi, blood and spirit. Jun Mo immediately felt that he was full of energy and blood, and could fight with all his strength at any time.
However, the Nine Shadow Ghost Mother is so powerful that she is probably the kind of existence who can blow Jun Mo to death even if she blows her breath. How can he fight? He can only escape.
Absolute control?
Jun Mo never thought about it. The difference in strength is too big, and it is impossible to control the other party. He can only seek death. Jun Mo never thought about the Sacred Heart Demon Subduing Picture. I am afraid that as soon as it unfolds, he will be sucked into flesh. Dry!
Only by opening the door of convenience can one escape, just a possibility!
"Young Master, let me out immediately!"
Suddenly, the extremely firm voice of the Saint Lord of the Rifting Heaven sounded: "At this moment, only by letting me out and attracting the bastards in the holy land can you scare away the Nine Shadow Ghost Mother. This is the only chance!"
The extremely firm voice of the Saint Lord Litian sounded in Junmo's mind.
"Fart! How can the young master escape by sacrificing you?"
Jun Mo was furious and bit his tongue hard, and with a buzz, he swallowed a mouthful of rich blood into his stomach. His whole body and mind suddenly became like a violent sea, boiling.