Chapter 542 You are not a fellow Taoist in the world, who are you?

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Hundreds of thousands of male butterfly demons joined the slaughter.

The eastern peak of Butterfly Mountain was stained with blood.

Broken arms and limbs were everywhere.

Corpses were everywhere.

The blood and water formed a stream, flowing down the mountain.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

The hideous laughter, shouts of killing, and begging for mercy, mixed together, are the most beautiful symphony in the world.

: "Hahaha, did Lang Lin see it?"

: "We are not alone. If we die today, there will be thousands of us in the future."

Looking at the endless stream of male butterfly demons coming up the mountain from all directions.

Lang Huai's eyes were bloodshot, tears were streaming down his face, and he laughed crazily.

: "Women who are high above will also die, and they will also be afraid of death!"

Lang Lin, covered in blood, grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.

If it weren't for Lang Huai's conspiracy, how could they have completely turned against the female cultivators of Butterfly Mountain.

If it weren't for Lang Huai, how could they be threatened by the terrifying existence wearing a fox mask.

At first, he did hate Lang Huai.

But as the female butterfly demons fell at his feet one by one, his hatred for Lang Huai gradually disappeared.

Not only Lang Lin, but other great saints were the same.

The great saints were unable to extricate themselves from the joy of killing.

Venting out the depression that had been suppressed in their hearts for these years.

Crack--

A great saint pinched the neck of a female butterfly demon in the magical realm, crushed the opponent's soul, and threw her body on the ground.

He raised his head and laughed silently: "Fresh--"

Then, he locked onto the second target and rushed up with a fishy wind.

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In the void.

Chu Xiu sat cross-legged, supporting his chin with one hand, while watching the show while knocking the thumb-sized, fragrant spiritual melon seeds.

The seeds of the flower of good fortune concentration were in hand.

He was not in a hurry at all now.

It would not be too late to leave after watching this big show.

However, there is a way to say it.

Blind Hongchen was really strong, and he used his magical powers to perfection, beating Wudie the whole time.

He didn't seem to want to kill Wudie.

Hongchen obviously just wanted to stop Wudie and prevent her from getting away to save the female butterfly demons who were being slaughtered.

: "Hongchen, you traitor--"

Looking at the scene of starving people all over the ground and blood.

Wudie's eyes were already bloodshot.

Miserable, too miserable!

Black mist lingered in Hongchen's dark eye sockets, and the corners of his mouth rose, "Traitor?"

: "Dieshan has never treated me as a human being, so how can I talk about a traitor?"

: "You regard me as a piece of grass, and I regard you as an enemy."

: "I have been dreaming of this day all these years."

He raised his arms, pretended to inhale, and smiled brightly, "Ah!! Look, what a beautiful scenery!"

: "Mad man, you mad man! ’

: “Do you think you can leave Die Mountain alive today?”

Wudie’s tone was icy and chilling.

Hongchen said nothing, and slapped Wudie with a wave, like a vast ocean pouring down.

In the wave of palm power, Wudie was like a small boat, swaying.

The powerful palm power continued to hit her body.

It took less than a few breaths.

She finally couldn’t bear it, spurted out blood, and flew backwards.

After stabilizing her body, she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and stared at Hongchen coldly.

As long as she could hold Hongchen back for half an hour.

As long as half an hour, the other Saint Kings of Die Mountain could return.

By then, Hongchen would be dead for sure.

Wudie took a deep breath, “He is really strong, I am far from his opponent.”

Her eyes gradually became firm.

: “Even if I can’t defeat him, I will stop him.”

Wudie gritted her teeth, ready to use her desperate trump card.

Hongchen sensed something and her movements faltered.

Raising his right hand, he tore open the void and crossed over.

Wudie frowned, his face showing hesitation.

He was not an opponent in the first place. If he dared to catch up, it would be no different from committing suicide.

She turned around and exuded pressure.

: "Stop it, everyone..."

The Butterfly Mountain fell into silence.

Wudie suppressed everyone and forced a halt to the killing.

She glanced coldly at every male butterfly demon on the mountain.

The male butterfly demons, who were covered in blood and had already killed red eyes, were not afraid in the face of this usually high and mighty Saint King.

: "You won't kill us?"

Lang Huai was laughing, laughing crazily.

He was looking directly at his mother.

: "You know, today is the happiest day of my life."

: "It's so cool, killing is so cool!"

In less than half an hour, the number of female butterfly demons who were directly or indirectly in his hands reached tens of thousands.

How could he not feel happy to kill so many bitches who usually bossed him around?

Wudie stared at her son with a complicated expression.

She never thought that Lang Huai was so bold that he dared to lead people to kill on Die Mountain...

"I won't take action. You are so evil that even if you die ten thousand times, it will not be enough to wash away the sins you have committed."

"Don't worry, the mountain master will personally deal with you."

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More than three million miles away from Yinyue Die Mountain, in a quiet and peaceful valley full of peach blossoms.

The void cracked, and Hongchen, dressed in a black dress, stepped out of it.

Slowly walked to a peach tree that was as thick as a person's arms and stood still.

"Since Brother Tu is here, why hide your head and show your tail."

A thousand meters away, the void twisted, and Chu Xiu's figure emerged.

: "I hid well, but you still found me."

: "Brother Hongchen has a strong sense of perception."

He stood in place, with a gentle smile on his handsome face.

: "Thank you." Hongchen's empty eyes looked directly at Chu Xiu, "I wonder why Brother Tu followed me?"

: "Do you want to take advantage of my excessive consumption and attack me?"

Chu Xiu shook his head, his expression turned cold, "You are too confident."

: "If I want to attack you, even if you are in your prime, what can I do? It won't take half a minute to kill you."

Hongchen raised his head and laughed.

: "What are you laughing at?" Chu Xiu asked.

Hongchen raised the corner of his mouth, "Fellow Daoist Tu is not Fellow Daoist Tu, but Fellow Daoist Chu, right?"

Hearing this, Chu Xiu's expression did not change at all.

As if he had known that Hongchen knew his identity, he asked back: "Daoyou Hongchen is not Daoyou Hongchen, right?" 33 Novels Network

"Oh?" Hongchen tilted his head, "If I'm not Hongchen, then who am I?"

"When fighting with Wudie, you were watching from the side, didn't you hear her calling me?"

Chu Xiu shook his head and curled his lips in disdain, "You can deceive that stupid woman Wudie, but you can't deceive my eyes."

"With your strength, Wudie will definitely not survive ten moves in your hands."

"Within ten moves, she will definitely die."

"You keep claiming that you are a male butterfly demon who defected from Tushan, but you forgot that you should hate all female butterfly demons, but you didn't kill Wudie. '

After tidying up his long hair, Chu Xiu looked at Hongchen, smiling, "So, you are not the Hongchen who defected from Dieshan at all."

"Who are you?"

"I'll count to three, and if you don't answer me, I'll kill you."

Chu Xiu raised a finger.

: "One~"

: "Two~"

Just as it was almost three, Hong Chen finally spoke.

. You provided the master of the great god Feng Qiyue: This traitorous disciple is not the Holy Son