Chapter 1951 (1/2)
”Shua!”
The two butterflies spread their wings, leaving a shadow, killing Xiang Wutian again!
”If even you and I can't help it, isn't the name of the king of Shura without heaven too cheap?”
Boom!
He stepped on the void, where it smashed and turned into chaos.
Immediately!
He clenched his hands, and his whole body was fighting fiercely. He started a hand to hand fight with the two butterflies.
Boom!
Click!
Hundreds of millions of miles of void and the earth, are frantically collapsing, the gap is spreading!
Wu Tian's two fists, like lightning, collide with the tentacles of two butterflies. Every time they fight each other, they will collide with a sharp spark and clang!
Bang!!
Suddenly.
With two loud noises, a tentacle of two butterflies breaks at the same time!
Wu Tian takes advantage of this opportunity to strike at their bodies.
On the spot.
Two butterflies, like watermelon, explode and splash blood!
After this crazy collision, Wu Tian's hands are already full of flesh and blood.
Even the bones are broken!
But he didn't pay attention to it. He looked down at the two split butterflies with the light of thinking in his eyes.
Boom!!!
However.
The death of two butterflies completely angered the other butterflies.
One after another burst out of the momentum of terror!
Without exception, they are all new gods.
In an instant, this piece of heaven and earth annihilated and turned into chaos!
Wu Tian's face changed, and he quickly retreated to Luo Qiang and his eyes were dignified and incomparable.
It's also a piece of iron.
There are butterflies on all sides.
If this swarms, they really only have one way, die!
”Master, what to do, what to do, think of a way quickly!”
Luo Qiang is in a hurry.
”They're very fragile, but they're very fragile, and they're very fragile
Wu Tian said calmly.
”Cheep...”
Now.
The butterfly in all directions, issued a piercing scream, a head of the three people rushed.
No day's heart suddenly sink to the bottom.
Although the weakness of these butterflies has been found, there is no chance of winning in the face of such a large number.
”Welcome to purgatory of chaos.”
Just at this moment, a hoarse voice sounded in the void, uncertain.
At the same time, all the butterflies immediately stop in the void and stare at Wu Tian several people with murderous spirit.
But there was a trace of awe in his eyes.
”Shua!”
Suddenly.
An old man with white hair appeared without warning.
His body is bent, white hair and white beard, and his face is very old, but his eyes are extremely divine. His hands are on his back, and he looks up and down at Wutian three people.
”I've met my predecessors.”
Wutian arch hand road.
Although the smell of the old man with white hair is not strong, he can see at a glance that he is a real God!
And this person will appear here, indicating that it must be related to this place.
”I've met my predecessors.”
Luo Qiang and Zhang Shi also bow their hands.
The old man with white hair nodded, his eyes locked on the sky, and said with a hoarse smile, ”young man, your eyesight is very good. You can find the weakness of the nether butterflies so quickly.”
”The butterfly of the nether world?”
Wutian frowns, why never heard of it?
Luo Qiang and Zhang Shi are also confused.
”In the early days of the ancient times, the butterflies of the nether world have already been extinct. Even those who lived in the middle and the end of the ancient times have not heard of it. It's normal that you don't know.”
The old man with white hair said with a smile.
Wu Tian asked, ”master, what are the early, middle and late stages of the ancient wasteland?”
”The barren period has a long history. Even the archaic, ancient, ancient and modern times together, it is only a fraction of the barren period.”
”I remember there seems to be 30 billion years. ”
”Therefore, the barren period can be divided into early, middle and late stages.”
”The early stage, that is, 10 billion years after the formation of the ancient wasteland.”
”The medium term is 10 billion years after the initial stage.”
”The end of the period is after the middle period, 10 billion years before the destruction of the ancient wasteland.”
”Of course, no matter in the early stage, in the middle stage, or in the late stage, there are many talented people and thousands of nationalities.”
”It's a pity that the glorious period has now turned into dust. It's estimated that there are not many people left to remember...””It's really a time of vicissitudes. Things are different from people...”
White haired old head portrait has no one to accompany him to speak for a long time, once said can't stop.
Wu Tian is also the first time to hear these secrets. He is very curious and asks, ”elder, how long has it been in ancient times, ancient times and ancient times?”
The old man with white hair held out a finger and said, ”it's only 100 million years old.”