"Hua Wuqing, your general situation has gone. Go back to your demon world."

Yang Tian said lightly.

"You are just my dog, what qualifications do you have to stand in my way!"

Hua Wuqing's face turned angry.

She flew coldly towards Yang Tian, ​​and a demon palm blew up to Yang Tian.

Strong demon breath surged out.

Even Yang Tian was shocked and flew backwards.

Hua Wuqing came to Hua Jianwu and said coldly: "This is a matter between me and you. If you succeed, the king will succeed and the enemy will lose. If you lose, leave here!"

"sure!"

It's time for Hua Jianwu to get her own things back.

Whether it is Hua Wuqing or Hua Jianwu, they are all butterflies of the Butterfly Demon Clan. The noble blood of the Butterfly Royal Family flows in their bodies.

Their battle was definitely a battle between heaven and earth.

The women around them all consciously retreated around them.

"Go on!"

Hua Jianwu waved her hand and there was an additional demon sword. She was about to stab Hua Wuqing, but at this time, a powerful demon thought had already surged from Hua Wuqing.

This is the ruthless butterfly flower blooming.

She is the palace lord of Butterfly Palace and can use powerful demonic thoughts to suppress any demon clan in Butterfly Palace.

In that moment, Hua Jianwu was stopped and could not move.

Hua Wuqing had no pity and snatched the demon sword from Hua Jianwu's hand with his backhand, and stabbed it into Hua Jianwu's heart with a snap.

"Dance between Huajian, be careful!"

Yang Tian shouted heavily.

Hua Jianwu was shocked and recovered. She subconsciously raised her hands and walked forward.

But even so, the sharp demon sword pierced Hua Jianwu's hands and came to her heart. Fortunately, the demon sword stopped when it came to her heart.

"Flower Wuqing!"

Hua Jianwu's eyes turned bloody, and her soul left her body and rushed towards Hua Wuqing in front of her.

Bang!

After a muffled sound, Hua Wuqing was knocked backwards.

Hua Jianwu's figure flashed, and souls had already produced in the sky, including twelve souls.

"Are you going to exert your divine power?"

Hua Wuqing frowned and her face looked a little solemn.

"Success or failure lies in this blow."

Yang Tian also looked at the flowers in the air.

"Twelve Demon Formations!"

Hua Jianwujiao shouted, and the twelve souls around her burned, turning into twelve demon beads that emitted endlessly.

These twelve demon formations firmly trapped Hua Wuqing.

Soon, a sacred light shone out from a clone, and the twelve clones shot out twelve sacred lights in a short time and attacked Hua Wuqing.

Hua Wuqing's face was extremely solemn.

As soon as she struggled in her hand, the demon sword slashed up.

However, when this demon sword came to the Holy Light, it was directly destroyed with a bang.

Seeing this, Hua Wuqing was basically sure that the attacks Hua Jianwu showed were the most sacred and pure light in the legend of the Butterfly Demon Clan.

Anyone from Butterfly Palace who encounters these sacred lights will be quickly refined.

Even if it is Hua Wuqing, he can only hide.

"Soul-moving demon technique!"

Suddenly, Hua Wuqing shouted sweetly.

She disappeared out of thin air and ran at high speed in the demon array. Her figure kept flickering, and a strong wind blew.

The twelve sacred lights could not attack Hua Wuqing at all.

Soon, the surroundings became silent.

Hua Wuqing floated in the air, and a kingly aura surged from her body.

"The Palace Master is mighty! The Palace Master is mighty! The Palace Master is mighty!"

Everyone let out a burst of cheers.

But Yang Tian shook his head: "It's useless. If Hua Jianwu increases the amount of light, Hua Wuqing will die!"

At this moment, a cold light flashed in Hua Wuqing's eyes in the sky. She also realized that in such a moment, if she wanted to survive, she had to kill Hua Jianwu.

Or maybe they escaped from these twelve demon formations.

"Hua Wuqing, you kill my mother and seize the status of the palace lord. Today I will do my best for heaven!"

The flower dance demon shouted.

The twelve clones slap out three sacred lights, and they attacked Hua Wuqing.

In the demon formation, there were thirty-six sacred lights boiling.

Even Hua Wuqing became solemn.

"Hua Wuqing, today is your death!"

Hua Jianwu's face was cold and authentic.

Then she reached out and pressed heavily.

Every time!

Suddenly, the whole sky started to burn.

The thirty-six sacred lights all shone towards Hua Wuqing. In just a moment, Hua Wuqing disappeared.

When the surroundings were silent, Hua Wuqing's figure once again appeared in the sky.

But she was obviously injured and had a pale face.

"Aren't you dead yet?"

The crisp sound of Huajianwu sounded, and then the twelve clones once again condensed a powerful and sacred light.

Hua Wuqing's face became extremely solemn.

She glanced at Yang Tian and said lightly: "Let her stop, if not, we will all die here!"

"You go back to the demon world, everything will end!"

Yang Tian said coldly.

"Very good!" Hua Wuqing nodded. As soon as she pressed her hand, the mark that was engraved in Yang Tian's soul emitted a strong light.

Yang Tian frowned.

He clearly felt that he was no longer under control.

Every time!

Suddenly, Yang Tian's body started to burn.

"Hua Wuqing, what are you doing!"

Hua Jianwu's face changed.

"I said, if you don't stop, you will die!"

A cold smile appeared on Hua Wuqing's mouth. She pinched the demon seal with her hands and secretly recited the demon skills. Her body also started to burn in the air.

"You are destroying the spirit!"

Hua Jianwu's face was extremely solemn.

It is obvious that Hua Wuqing wants to break the spirit with Yang Tian, ​​burn their lives, cultivation, and energy, and condense them into the most terrifying blow.

Such a blow is enough to fight against the sacred light of Huajianwu.

"Stop immediately, I won't attack you again!"

Hua Jianwu subconsciously shouted.

She doesn't want Yang Tian to die.

The soul in Yang Tian's body had long been branded with the soul mark by Hua Wuqing.

To be honest, Yang Tian could not resist Hua Wuqing at all.

Hua Wuqing obviously pulled Yang Tian to fight against Hua Jianwu, but after that, both Yang Tian and Hua Wuqing would have to die, and Hua Jianwu would probably be killed by Hua Wuqing's broken spirit.

This is a completely different way of fighting.

"I admit defeat, stop immediately!"

Hua Jianwu's soul returned to her body, and the twelve clones in the air dispersed.

"At this time, I'm too late. Hua Jianwu, you and I will die today!" After a pause, Hua Wuqing looked at Yang Tian coldly: "Yang Tian, ​​even if I can't get it, I will destroy you!"

Bang!

A roar sounded and the whole sky boiled.
Chapter completed!