Chapter 290 The Change of the Fire Butterfly

No one expected that the blow affected by the cold hum of the other party was still silent and directly cracked the other party's sleeves.

The old woman obviously didn't expect this. The anger in her eyes was obviously strong. Her hands danced gently, and her fingers flew around, as if they were spotless. Between her hands and feet, between her and Liu Sheng, there are thousands of white willow catkins flying.

These willow catkins seem to be soft, but when they intersect with Liu Sheng's black spear, they make a golden sound. Under the shock, Liu Sheng's figure was erratic and uncontrollably.

In the midst of Liu Sheng's flying willow catkins, the spear in his hand is condensed with a strong black breath. The black dragon swam back and forth flexibly, looking for his own murderous opportunity in the gap of the flying catkins.

The two men fought very fast as soon as they got started. Although Liu Sheng obviously occupied the downwind, the spear in his hand was unpredictable, like a wandering dragon, like a spiritual snake. Under thousands of changes, he did not show any trace.

However, in this battle, Qin Xianglin, Yue and Xiangdong Dong behind them couldn't get in at all. And when the old man's trick came out, it condensed like an air wall in front of them, which made it difficult for them to take the first half of the step, but they could only stay in the present. Although they were anxious, they could not imagine it.

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In another battle, the pressure in front of Zhang Chong was also getting greater and greater. The mysterious fire, which was familiar to him, was not the gentle and harmless feeling at this moment, but as if he was roasting his body, which made him feel thirsty all over his body.

The other party has Xuanhuo. What is the relationship with Xuanji Mansion and Lan Xiping? He has tried to ask a few questions, but these questions are also lost in the sea, and there is no response. He didn't even see the other party's face. From beginning to end, what he saw was that pair of slender hands, constantly flying and controlling the elf-like flame.

The six-grade Xuanhuo, driven by the magic flame storm, turned into thousands of butterflies, dancing in a dazzling posture, but with an extremely strong killing. Even with such a fierce defense with Vientiane Shield, it is difficult to resist this increasing attack, like a grinding.

The flame storm seemed to rotate little by little, rolled up thousands of butterflies, crushed Zhang Chong in it, cracked the fire light surging, and rushed to the back of Zhang Chong's body.

Finally, the first fire butterfly, with an elegant figure, rushed into Zhang Chong's arm, only stopped for a while, and then sneaked in. In an instant, Zhang Chong only felt that the meridians and bones, an unspeakable burning pain, stimulated his nerves. The flame seems to not only leave a burning mark in the place where it rushed in, but also as if it were spiritual and swimming in its body.

"Why is it like this?" Fortunately, Zhang Chong was a patient and did not devour all his spirit by this sudden burning pain. He bit his lips to make himself more awake, and the pain in his body, coupled with the pressure outside his body, made him tremble all over.

On the Vientiane Shield, although the image of the beast is still horrible, its marks are not as clear as before, as if the sand painting is about to be erased.

And the fire butterfly in his body did not have any feeling that it was going to disperse. It wandered happily in Zhang Chong's body. In a short time, it seemed to be attractive. It came to the place where his body originated, and quietly disappeared without making any stay.

The origin of Zhang Chong's body moved gently at the moment of being submerged, and then a firelight gently flashed on his body and suddenly dispersed.

This fire butterfly can actually touch the origin of its own body. In any case, Zhang Chong didn't expect this. He only felt that the influx of this fire butterfly seemed to bring a mysterious fire breath that was different from his body, and this breath melted into his body in an instant, which also made him comfortable.

"Can it be that if these six-grade fire butterfly touches its own body's origin, it will bring great benefits to itself." Zhang Chong thought to himself, and at that moment, he subconsciously stretched out his hand. This time, dozens of fire butterflies attached to his arm, and they also fell in for a moment.

The pain of the fire butterfly walking between the meridians still exists, but after entering the origin of his body, the extremely comfortable feeling is also extremely real. At present, there is a bold move in Zhang Chong's heart. Although this move was a little too whimsical and even adventurous, he decided to give it a try.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chong suddenly withdrew the Vientiane Shield in front of him. Between the butterfly flying, he did not care about the pain around him, but rushed forward at the moment when it was not allowed to be carried out. A pair of palms flashed like lightning, and grabbed the small hands in front of him.

Almost at the same time, he heard an eager "ah" whisper. The voice was gentle and inexhaustible shyness, but it had a completely different feeling from the previous fierce tricks. The softness of Zhang Chong in the palm of his hand is also a warm and weak taste.

Zhang Chong was also a little stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the opponent in front of him was a woman, and it didn't sound very old. However, now he can't take care of much. On the impact of the fire butterfly, his circumference is in pain. After being held by him, in the panicked voice of the woman in front of him, the original flame storm suddenly became crazy, as if it was going to completely devour the two of them.

"It's not good!" Not far away, Liu Sheng, who was fighting, looked at the sudden situation ahead and was also shocked.

"Miss!" The old man also roared and rushed towards the core area of the flame, regardless of the battle with Liu Sheng. However, the flame was really too fierce. She only rushed a short distance and couldn't enter at all.

The burning flame blocked her forward, but her voice still shouted heartbreakingly,

"Miss!!"

Zhang Chong, who was in the flames, could no longer hear the sound. After holding his hands, he also changed quickly. The Tuxing split directly disappeared into his body, but his body origin flashed at this time and directly replaced the original one. Position, continue to hold the girl's hands in front of him tightly.

The hands were weak, so they could only be held firmly by Zhang Chong.

With their hands clenched, the flames burned dazzlingly, and countless fire butterflies danced. Although they were not living things, they swayed the most touching posture in the world, surrounding the center of the flame, and the two people standing quietly opposite each other. Before a breath, they didn't even recognize each other, but at this time, they were like a whole, inseparable.

Between Zhang's heavy limbs and bones, he endlessly penetrated into the thousands of fire butterflies and came to the place where the five seeds in his body were. It just melted into the smell of the mysterious fire in his body.

Zhang Chong felt the change in his body like an old monk, and the mysterious fire breath in his body not only poured into his body, but also poured into the small hands he was holding along his palm.

The breath of fire flourished, and he seemed to feel this surging power. In his mind, the huge whirlpool began to rotate. Between the breath, the fiery red seeds were spreading branches and leaves at an unimaginable speed, giving birth to flowers. Finally, when the petals were flying, a fiery red fruit, slowly It fell down.

It falls very slowly, but it is also an extraordinary determination. When it is about to fall, it is like a flash of lightning shining in Zhang Chong's mind.

His eyes seemed to be lit up at that moment, with a panoramic view of the blue sky, white clouds, cool wind, and beautiful scenery~~