"Wings!"
Wutian's expression remained the same, but his heart was a little moved.
However, without waiting for him to answer.
That wisp of aura rushed towards him at an astonishing speed!
The fact had already proven that the black butterfly was just trying to distract him by giving him wings.
However, the black butterfly had underestimated Wutian too much.
At such a critical moment, how could he be distracted by a verbal check?
"Boom!"
He did not hesitate to point his finger forward.
Immediately, he felt that his fingertips had touched something hard and very sharp!
Tentacles!
That's right.
What he touched was the black butterfly's tentacles!
"Heaven Destroying Strike!"
He roared as his bloody finger force shot out like an arrow, shattering his index finger and hitting the black butterfly's tentacles.
"Clang!"
"Ah!"
An ear-piercing metallic sound rang out.
A mournful scream.
At the same time, it exploded in the main hall, resounding through the clouds!
The black butterfly appeared, and like a meteorite, it smashed into a stone pillar behind it. The main hall shook violently at this moment!
Looking at the black butterfly now.
The tentacles below its abdomen had all been broken, and there was a fist-sized bloody hole on its body. Blood spurted out like a fountain!
The two black wings on its back had broken into two the moment it collided with the stone pillar!
It was lying on the ground, blood flowing from its body. Its whole body was in a sorry state!
"If you have the ability, then run away!"
Wutian was seething with rage.
Asura's Nine Steps was taken, and with a bang, it stepped on the black butterfly's head!
It was immediately stepped on until it saw stars and spat out blood!
At this time.
Asura's corpsefire was also nearing completion.
"You dare to hurt my companions, now I will destroy your body and soul!"
Wutian's killing intent was aroused.
Zhang Shi, Luo Qiang, and Bird Saint had been seriously injured one after another. Now, it was unknown whether they were dead or alive. He no longer cared about those damn wings.
His only thought was to take revenge for the three of them!
"Lord, please spare my life. I was just doing my duty. I did not mean to hurt you and your three companions. Please forgive me!"
The black butterfly begged.
"Go to hell and repent!"
Wutian said coldly.
His hand made a grabbing motion in the air, and the Asura Corpsefire turned into a streak of light and fell into his hand.
Immediately after.
He grabbed the corpse fire and pressed it into the black butterfly's sea of consciousness.
"Ah …"
The black butterfly screamed on the spot.
His soul was instantly annihilated!
A powerful creature had fallen just like that.
After killing the black butterfly, Wutian did not look at the layout of the hall. His figure flickered as he appeared next to Bird Saint and the other two.
Subsequently.
He took out three leaves of the Heavenly Spirit Grass and three petals of the Immortal Spirit Flower and fed them to the three of them.
The Immortal Spirit Flower and Heavenly Spirit Grass were both supreme divine herbs that could instantly restore their godheads and sea of qi.
This was especially true for Bird Saint, who was only a Ninth Tribulation Divine Spirit at the moment, so the effects of the medicine were even more pronounced.
The moment Wutian fed it, it opened its eyes.
It flapped its wings and soared into the sky, asking in surprise, "What's going on? Who ambushed us just now? "
Wutian sneered, "Just a despicable beast."
As soon as he finished.
Luo Qiang and Zhang Shi also opened their eyes one after another.
He suddenly jumped up, his aura exploding as he stared vigilantly at his surroundings, as if he was facing a great enemy.
Wutian shook his head and laughed: "I've already taken care of it, quickly put away your bastard aura."
"Taken care of?"
The two of them were slightly stunned.
Zhang Shi immediately asked: "Uncle, what the hell is that?"
"Follow me."
Wutian turned around and stepped into the hall, the three of them following closely behind.
Wutian pointed at the black butterfly that was lying in a pool of blood without any signs of life, and said: "That's it."
"Why is it black?"
"Master, how did you get rid of him?"
Luo Qiang turned his head and looked at Wutian in shock.
The speed of this black butterfly was unbelievably fast, and it was impossible to catch a trace of it.
However, it had only fainted for a while, and it was actually taken care of by Master?
Bird Saint and Zhang Shi's eyes were also filled with shock.
"Yeah, this old man is also very puzzled. How did you do it?"
At this moment, a hoarse voice sounded out. The white-haired old man appeared in the hall without any warning. He looked at Wutian with suspicion in his eyes.
"Greetings, senior."
Wutian cupped his hands and said.
"There's no need for these formalities. Quickly answer this old man's question."
The white-haired old man waved his hand and said hurriedly.
"Nether Demon Butterfly?"
Wutian frowned, he had never heard of this name before.
"The Nether Demon Butterfly is a mutation of the Nether Colored Butterfly. Its speed is almost comparable to the Heaven Swallowing Beast's innate ability, 'Extreme Speed'. Furthermore, its cultivation is stronger than yours, so you shouldn't be able to catch its tracks. However, every time you close your eyes, you can accurately hit it. It's truly strange."
The white-haired old man frowned, filled with confusion.
"Close my eyes?"
When Luo Qiang and the other two heard this, they immediately understood what was going on.
However, they had a tacit understanding and didn't say anything.
Wutian's eyes flashed. He said without blushing, "Senior, it was just a coincidence. There's nothing strange about it."
"Coincidence?"
The white-haired old man was stunned. A trace of displeasure crept onto his old face. He said with dissatisfaction, "Kid, do you really think this old man is senile? Do you think I'll believe your nonsense? "
Luo Qiang pursed his lips and said, "I'm a senile old man."
"Hmm?"
The white-haired old man looked at Luo Qiang unkindly and said with a sinister smile, "Kid, I heard all the bad things you said about me behind my back. Forget it now. When you're ready to leave the Purgatory of Primordial Chaos, this old man will slowly deal with you. At that time, if you really have a backbone, don't kneel and beg for mercy."
Luo Qiang said, "If I beg for mercy, you're my grandson."
"Okay … No, no, kid, who are you calling your grandson? Do you really want to be tortured? "
The white-haired old man blew his beard and glared at Luo Qiang. He looked like he really wanted to torture Luo Qiang a thousand times.
"Old man, I said you're senile, but you don't believe me."
Luo Qiang's expression was calm as he calmly said, "I clearly said that if I were to beg for mercy, I would be your grandson. You actually believed that if I were to beg for mercy, you would be my grandson. Tell me, are you really senile?"
"Is that so?"
The white-haired old man looked at Wutian and the other two.
Wutian, Zhang Shi, and Bird Saint all nodded seriously.
"Is that so?"
"Am I really senile?"
"It shouldn't be. Although I do occasionally make mistakes, I shouldn't have misheard."
"Strange, am I starting to make mistakes again?"
The white-haired old man lowered his head, grabbed his scalp, and muttered to himself. His heart seemed to be in a knot.
Seeing this, Wutian and the other three had a hint of a smile in their eyes that could not be dissolved.
"Forget it."
The white-haired old man was straightforward. He directly let Luo Qiang go. He looked at Wutian and asked, "Is it really just a coincidence?"
Wutian nodded.
The white-haired old man's eyes became extremely sharp as he scanned Wutian's face.
After observing for a while, he didn't find any sign of Wutian being guilty or lying.
After a moment of silence, he took a deep breath and said, "Whether it's coincidence or luck, as long as you pass the first level, you'll have true ability. The treasure of the first level is a pair of wings of the Netherworld Demon Butterfly. Who wants it?"
Hearing this, the eyes of the four shone brightly.
That was desire!
What a joke. As long as they obtained this pair of wings, they would have the same speed as the little guy. Who wouldn't be tempted?
Luo Qiang said, "Master, you killed the Netherworld Demon Butterfly. Do as you see fit."
Zhang Shi and Bird Saint nodded.
Although they desired it, everyone present was on the same side, and they were all family. It didn't matter who got it. There was no need to fight over it.
Seeing that there was no greed in their eyes, the white-haired old man couldn't help but look at them in a different light.
"But I'd like to see how strong your friendship is," the white-haired old man muttered to himself.
The white-haired old man muttered to himself and chuckled, "The number of Nether Demonic Butterflies was originally very small. After the destruction of the Primordial Era, all traces of them have disappeared. I can tell you with certainty that this is the last Nether Demonic Disc."
"So what?"
Wutian and the others looked at him in confusion.
"Uh!"
The white-haired old man was stunned.
Could it be that they didn't understand what he meant at all?
He thought for a while and muttered to himself, "Looks like I'll have to use something strong."
He added, "I'm a true Heavenly Venerable blacksmith. I have absolute confidence that I can perfectly fuse this pair of wings with your flesh and Divine Bones. When the time comes, it will be a part of your body."
"And then?"
Luo Qiang asked.
"And then?"
The white-haired old man was stunned.
Wasn't that already very clear? What else was there?
Wutian said, "Senior, what you mean is that this pair of wings will grow with the person. In fact, it's equivalent to my Smokeless Zither. It's even more valuable than an Connate Martial Weapon."
"Yes, yes, yes. That's what I meant. Aren't you guys tempted by such a good thing?"
The white-haired old man looked at the four of them expectantly. He couldn't wait for the four of them to immediately fight over this pair of wings.
"Of course I'm tempted. But so what? Haven't you heard of the saying 'Master is the most important'? Master can give it to whoever he wants. "
Luo Qiang said indifferently.
Zhang Shi frowned slightly.
The white-haired old man's old eyes suddenly lit up.
He thought that Zhang Shi frowned because he was dissatisfied with Luo Qiang's words.
Hurry up and fight. What bullshit friendship can't compare to this pair of wings? Hurry up and fight. I'm waiting to watch a good show …
He urged in his heart, looking like he didn't care about his age and wanted the world to be in chaos.
But Zhang Shi's next action almost made him cry.
Zhang Shi fell silent thoughtfully for a while. He raised his head and looked at the white-haired old man. He frowned and said, "Senior, you're not saying so much to sow discord and have us fight among ourselves, are you?"
"Fight among ourselves?"
Luo Qiang and Bird Saint also looked at the white-haired old man, their eyes filled with contempt.
"Don't misunderstand. I didn't mean that at all. Besides, I'm an open and upright person. How could I do such a dirty thing? I just want you to seriously consider who is the most suitable person to fuse with this pair of wings. "
The white-haired old man hurriedly explained, cold sweat already forming on his forehead.
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