Chapter 66 Butterflies Fly to the Blue Sky

The bright moon illuminates the faint light of the earth. Those stars make the sky and the earth appear different from the light of the bright sun. At night, many people enter their hometown, but there are still some people in the wind and snow. They stand in the inn and look at the southern sky. The box for amber butterflies is randomly placed on the table. This is Sakura. A small town on the flower plain has a simple folk style. Everyone believes in the teachings of Qingtianism.

In the room of the only inn in the town, she saw that Xiao Qing at the gate of the southern town was still calm without any waves, and Xiao Qing at the gate of the town also saw the moonlight shining on the beautiful face in the room. The two of them seemed to have no breath and were completely like ordinary people, but this night was extremely mysterious. The songs were still spreading in the south, but they were getting closer and closer to the cherry blossom mountains, which made those Taoist monks extremely painful.

The encounter between the two was like being arranged by fate. There was a time a thousand years ago. At that time, their identities were extremely noble, but they were always looking away. In those years, it was a battle between Qingtian Haoyang and Huangtian Baiyang. As elected wives, they could only look at each other silently and could not fight in person, but now the times are different. They were also reincarnated to meet in another capacity, and then they had to fight the fateful battle.

The night wind stroked the trees and the leaves to make the night look so calm and different. It seemed that there was an indescribable murderous intention in the night wind. Xiao Qing, who took off his Taoist robe, was dressed in a white gauze like a fairy falling into the mortal world. He looked around at the brocade box on the table. Go over and gently open it to expose the amber butterfly to the air.

The butterfly wings in the amber trembled gently. More cracks appeared in the surrounding amber. At the same time, a vision appeared in the sky. She walked out of the room and walked out of the inn to the street. She held the brush belonging to the painting saint and quietly stood opposite Xiao Qing. Xiao Qing also held a brush in her hand, but the pen was cyan. The face is carved with the scenery belonging to the Kingdom of God.

The two of them stood opposite each other on the street and looked at the calm heaven and earth slowly. It was not when the dark clouds appeared to cover the bright moon. The faint moonlight scattered on the earth was disappearing and making the earth silent and dark. Only the sporadic lights in the city supported the dark bondage.

The cherry trees on the cherry blossom mountains were blown up by a gust of wind. The cherry blossoms hanging on the trees wanted to break free from the shackles and the wind went north to the sky. On the northern land, the countless green leaves and trees in the Song Dynasty, which now lost their former power, flew to the south like birds in the wind.

The amber butterfly that was placed on the table shook its wings for the second time. The amber crack was getting bigger and bigger. The vision above the sky began to appear. From the dark cloud, it could faintly be seen that a bunch of doors was appearing, but the dark clouds still covered these visions as if they could not be known to the world.

He quietly wrote down a piece of paper in the air in front of him. It was just that the meaning of the world flowed on the words of the world, and on the other hand, Xiao Qing also wrote a word. The paper was like the power of heaven. It was a wisp of light flowing among the fonts belonging to the Kingdom of God.

The two wrote very slowly, but they didn't write a stroke of the cherry blossoms or green leaves flying behind them and began to slowly change them into swords, knives, guns and other weapons. Xiao Qing's magic and the human skills completely broke out at this moment. When the last piece of paper of the two people dissipated in the air, the weapons attacked each other.

The weapons in the sky accompanied by cherry blossoms and green leaves attacking each other's hands and continued to write that the crazy passage of aura in the paper world to supplement the two people's bodies. The magic and human skills want to change the media that uses foreign objects to attack the other party to catch the hand and write the paper to change. Change.

The faster the writing in their hands, the faster the passage of the true qi in the body is also faster and faster. In the circle, the aura of heaven and earth is exhausted. The weapons on the sky and those birds and beasts are impacting faster and faster. Often, before one piece of paper is written, Xiao Qing's paper appears with light belonging to the Kingdom of God, and the red dust represents the world in the world.

The sweat on their faces also wet their delicate faces. There is also a trace of red magic at the corners of their mouths. They can hurt the other party without fighting in person. After all, the real qi in their bodies is exhausted. After all, it belongs to the world and does not belong to the divine kingdom. Although the meaning of the world is strong, it can't be compared with the Qingtian God Sect.

Suddenly, those green leaf-changing weapons and birds and beasts were torn into pieces by Xiao Qing's attack. The fragments of the sky fell with the wind. Xiao Qing smiled lightly at the corners of his mouth and won the battle. Both of them were geniuses of thousands of years. Both of them were worthy of the name of genius in those years and now. It's just that the Qingtian god teaches the abbot of the world, and the painting of the circle. The sacred mountain is naturally disproportionate to the true qi capacity in Xiao Qing's body and those magic skills.

Zhou Xuan looked at the weapon and closed his eyes and smiled at the corners of his mouth. The smile was only helplessness and sadness, as if his failure was not what he expected at all. In the face of death, he was afraid that even the confrontation a thousand years ago was the same. Now the battle is the same. Maybe he would have won at the beginning, but now he will not.

Just as those weapons were about to approach, the butterfly in the amber on the table finally broke through the amber cage and tried to open the shackles. Suddenly, a huge door appeared in the sky covered by dark clouds. The door emitted light to illuminate the sky and earth and let the bright moon lose its glory, and the stars were discolored. The cherry blossoms appeared in the light. The weapons and birds and beasts were all shattered.

The appearance of the door shocked the sleeping mortals in the world. They woke up and saw the inexplicable Tianwei kneeling down and was sincere. Xiao Qing looked at the door with a pale face and saw a butterfly looking at the door and flying around. He smiled, but there was still a sword in his chest and blood dripping on his clothes.

At the same time, the scattered heavenly books also appeared a wisp of breath when the door appeared, and then one beam after another shot into the sky. Zhao Feng, who was quietly humming a ballad in a certain artistic conception, also woke up the wooden sword on his waist and suspended. The five wooden swords suppressed by both hands in the Tiandao Temple trembled. Finally, the broken hands broke away from the observation hall and appeared in the sky.

The red dust in the Lord's pale face finally couldn't suppress the arrow branch that didn't know where it was, as if it was being led directly through the Lord's body and flew into the air and shot at the butterfly. The Lord's mouth spitting blood in his body slowly dissipated. He looked at the arrows with his own blood in the sky and laughed regardless of his identity.

The arrow shot at the sky and hit the butterfly directly at the door of the sky with the butterfly. He laughed and died happily. The sad and helpless in the viewer laughed and finally knelt down and lost his vitality. Xiao Qing's mouth was stained with white gauze and then fell to the ground and died.