Invincible - 3540. Chapter 3540 Illusory Butterfly Clan

When Wang Meiqi heard Huang Xiaolong say that she wanted her to be a landlord, she smiled and smiled so beautifully and beautifully. She glanced at Huang Xiaolong with amorous feelings: “As long as your Highness is not afraid of being led astray by me.”

Huang Xiaolong smiled at Ao Shenghai and Ao Guang, “We are not afraid of the three big men.”

Ao Shenghai, Ao Guang laughed.

Wang Meiqi glanced at Huang Xiaolong: “His Royal Highness knows to make fun of others.”

Subsequently, Wang Meiqi took Huang Xiaolong and the three to the Chiqin World where the Fantasy Butterfly Clan was located.

Wang Meiqi took Huang Xiaolong and the three of them to Chiqin Great World while introducing the situation of Chiqin Great World to Huang Xiaolong.

Chiqin Great World is a relatively strong world in the first universe. Chiqin, the creation god of this Chiqin Great World, is a creation god of the Consummation Realm. When Wang Meiqi fled, he just broke through the Consummation Realm. What is his current strength? Don’t know yet.

“Is this Chiqin from the Creation Temple?” Huang Xiaolong asked suddenly.

Wang Meiqi was startled and said, “He didn’t join the Creation Temple back then, and he still doesn’t know.”

After all, Chiqin didn’t join the Creation Temple back then, doesn’t mean that he doesn’t have it now.

Later, Wang Meiqi told Huang Xiaolong about some of Chiqin’s situation.

“Your first universe, is there a creator god who created the blood of Huanglong?” Huang Xiaolong asked, this is his most important purpose for coming to the first universe.

He came to the First Universe to find more cultivation resources. For him, the best cultivation resource was the God of Creation with the blood of the Huanglong Dragon.

Wang Meiqi shook his head: “I was only a consummation at the 13th National Congress of the Communist Party of China. I don’t know much about the creation gods of the First Universe, and I am more familiar with Chiqin.”

Huang Xiaolong nodded.

A few months later, Huang Xiaolong and the four came to Chiqin Great World.

“I don’t know if the Phantom Butterfly Sacred Realm is still there.” Entering the Chiqin Great World, feeling the familiar space laws of the Chiqin Great World, Wang Meiqi suddenly felt a little sad.

Huang Xiaolong comfortedly said: “Don’t worry, one day, I will kill Major for you!” In fact, Huang Xiaolong has a feeling that even without Wang Meiqi, he will collide with Major sooner or later!

It is inevitable for him to break through the god of the universe and collide with Major.

Wang Meiqi said gratefully: “His Royal Highness.”

“I said, don’t thank me.” Huang Xiaolong shook his hand and said, “This is what I promised you back then. Besides, even if you don’t have you, that Major and I will inevitably become rivals!”

Later, Wang Meiqi took Huang Xiaolong and the three to the Six Ways of the Holy Realm.

The place where the fantasy butterfly tribe reproduces is in the mountain of fantasy butterfly in the six sacred worlds.

The six sacred realms are a small sacred realm in the Chiqin Great World.

The Huandie Mountain was originally near the area of the main mansion of the Six Paths of the Holy Realm.

As he approached the Phantom Butterfly Mountain Plain, Huang Xiaolong could feel Wang Meiqi’s visibly nervous, with excitement in his nervousness.

Huang Xiaolong can understand Wang Meiqi’s current mood.

Back then, he returned to the Pangu World Earth, wasn’t that also true?

In Wang Meiqi’s nervous and excited mood, the four of them came to Huadie Shanyuan.

It was just that Huang Xiaolong, Ao Shenghai, and Ao Guang couldn’t help looking at Wang Meiqi when they saw the magical butterfly mountain in front of them. Sure enough, Wang Meiqi’s face was ugly.

I saw that the Huandie Mountain Plain in front of me was all barren and there was no vitality. The whole mountain was full of lifelessness. It can be seen that the Huandie Mountain Plain had suffered astonishing killings, and only the bones accumulated by the astonishing killings could be so lifeless.

Wang Meiqi did not speak, and flew forward slowly, her body trembling a little, her hands were clenched, and the back of her hands was a little white.

Huang Xiaolong followed Wang Meiqi.

Ao Shenghai and Ao Guang followed behind.

After a while, the four of them saw an extremely wide ruin. From the ruins and broken walls, it can be seen that the palaces above the ruins were very glorious.

Even after countless years, the scars on these ruined walls are still filled with faint power of the Dao. It can be seen that the person who engraved these Dao amulets was a master of extreme power. Only the ultimate power can go through countless years without escaping. .

When he came to the gate of the ruins, Wang Meiqi fell down, stroking the mark of Taoism on the gate, tears dripping from her eyes, the mark of Taoism of the gate was carved by her father himself. Now, the gate is broken. No longer.

“Father.” Wang Meiqi murmured.

The three of Huang Xiaolong made no sound.

After a long time, Wang Meiqi stood up and smiled reluctantly at Huang Xiaolong: “His Royal Highness, I made you laugh.”

“It’s all right, human nature.” Huang Xiaolong said.

At this moment, suddenly, Ao Shenghai said, “Someone is coming.”

Huang Xiaolong and Wang Meiqi were startled. Did someone pass by?

But then, Huang Xiaolong and the others discovered that the other party went straight to the ruins, which seemed not to be on the way.

“Will it be Major’s person?” Ao Guang asked.

Wang Meiqi shook his head: “It shouldn’t be. The fantasy butterfly clan has been annihilated for countless years. How much is Mei Jie now? It is impossible to pay attention to this little thing, I am afraid he has forgotten the fantasy butterfly clan that was destroyed by him.”

Amidst the doubts of the four, the incoming person slowly appeared in the sight of the four of Huang Xiaolong.

The visitor saw the four Huang Xiaolong in front of the ruins, which was obviously also an accident.

“Who are you?!” The other party was a white-haired old man, looking at the four Huang Xiaolong suspiciously.

This white-haired old man is a Dao Zun, and he is close to the four-fold Dao Zun, so the power of the Dao is not weak.

Of course, in the eyes of Huang Xiaolong and the four of them, this great power seemed weak and ridiculous.

Wang Meiqi looked at each other with surprise: “Are you a descendant of the Phantom Butterfly Clan?!”

The white-haired old man was shocked, his complexion changed, he swept back, and shouted: “Are you from the Shadow Race?!” At the same time, both palms shot at the four Huang Xiaolong.

Seeing the other party’s shooting, Huang Xiaolong and four of them didn’t hide, and stood there, letting the other’s palms blow. However, the palm of the other party just came in front of Huang Xiaolong’s four, and it dissipated invisible, and the dust on the ground fell to the ground. Huang Xiaolong in front of a few people.

When the other party saw it, he was shocked and wanted to flee backwards, but when he was about to flee, he was shocked to find that he could not move, and then he involuntarily flew upside down to the four of Huang Xiaolong.

The white-haired old man fell in front of the four of Huang Xiaolong.

When the white-haired old man was desperate, Wang Meiqi said: “Don’t be afraid, I am from the Fantasy Butterfly Clan.”

The white-haired old man stayed, turned his head, and looked at Wang Meiqi with a disbelief: “You, a member of the Fantasy Butterfly Clan?!” When did his Fantasy Butterfly Clan appear such a master? How does he know that the patriarch of the fantasy butterfly clan does not know?

Seeing that the other party did not believe him, Wang Meiqi took out a talisman. On the talisman, she saw a phantom butterfly that was lifelike, trying to flutter its wings. The nine-color ray of the phantom butterfly shocked the old man with white hair.