The butterfly is flying, and Meng Hao is standing on the butterfly’s back with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. In the previous battle, he seemed to be tough, but in fact his cultivation base was unstable. After all, he did not wake up after absorbing all the good things of Shui Dongliu. But waking up on the way.
Meng Hao couldn't step into the world inside the butterfly, and he didn't know why. Once he tried to get into the butterfly's wings, the whole butterfly would tremble and seemed to collapse.
In this regard, Meng Hao’s parents were the wings of a butterfly. After exploring with Ji Zang and others, they believed that the breath of Meng Hao was in conflict with this butterfly. Perhaps when Meng Hao completely absorbed the good fortune of Shui Dongliu, he converged. With all the breath, there is a way to enter the world of butterflies.
The matter was not big and did not affect Meng Hao's guardianship. He simply stayed on Butterfly's back, meditating cross-legged, looking into the distance, sometimes with reminiscences in his eyes.
Reminiscing about the mountains and seas, reminiscing about the flow of water, and reminiscing about the faces in that memory, his heart is sad and difficult to suppress, although his parents have not fallen, although there are still some relatives left, although there is still hope in the mountains and seas, you can recall the past , Looking at it now, all this is like a dream.
Let Meng Hao's heart sigh with complexity.
He doesn't know why, what he can do is to do his best to protect this butterfly, and go to Haimeng Supreme to point the direction at the cost of life.
"There is the vitality..." Meng Hao raised his head and looked into the distance, faintly seeing a huge whirlpool, black and white in color, and the way of time wandering in it.
In the silence, in the world of butterflies, the people of the mountain and sea world are opening up one area after another, shaping there into a new home. In the whole mountain and sea world, there are only hundreds of thousands of monks that still exist today.
These hundreds of thousands of people have gone through wars, broken mountains and rivers, and experienced everything. They are sad. They also have persistence. The spirit of mountain and sea world cultivation has not been extinguished. It is contained in them, and if possible, it will be continued. , Generation after generation.
Xu Qing walked out from time to time and stayed with Meng Hao. Wang Youcai, Fatty and others would also appear. As for Chen Fan, Meng Hao clearly remembered that he was also sent to the world of butterflies at the time, but then he disappeared.
Meng Hao thought about this. He thought of Chen Fan's hesitation and dazedness after he walked out of Land 33. Obviously, Chen Fan in Land 33 had encountered something that no one else had encountered... Different good luck.
As for what it is, perhaps the former Meng Hao would go into it, but in today's mountain and sea world, everyone is exhausted from the heart. Meng Hao has no energy to think too much.
The patron ancestor is also in the world of butterflies, as well as the master pill ghost, and Ke Jiusi.
Time passed. In the world of butterflies, Meng Hao always sat cross-legged on the back of the butterfly in the process of people shaping their homes. He did not enter samādhi, did not go to practice, but spread his spiritual consciousness, enveloped the surroundings, and remained vigilant.
The crisis is far from over.
He could feel that there were two auras that had already locked onto the butterfly where he was. One came from the front and was mysterious and unpredictable. It was the Demon Realm that Meng Hao hadn’t seen before, and the other came to himself, with killing intent permeated. , That is the Immortal God Continent.
Both sides are approaching, as if opening a large net to cover the butterfly. At this moment, the net is shrinking rapidly.
However, the other party was unable to accurately find the location of the butterfly, which was distorted by Meng Hao's own demonic aura. Once the other party found the accurate location, Meng Hao believed that they could move and appear instantly.
Meng Hao was silent. During this period, as the butterfly got closer and closer to the vortex with vitality in the mountains and seas, Meng Hao also saw many strange existences in this vastness.
This was the first time in his life to observe the boundlessness. He saw that there were broken statues in the boundless fog, and they couldn't see their appearance, but groups of them were not far away, whizzing past.
At first glance, it looks like a statue, but at a closer look, those... are clearly some kind of strange life.
Fortunately, they were not malicious, and they didn't even glance at the butterfly where Meng Hao was. They just went away like this.
On another occasion, Meng Hao was closing his eyes and opening them suddenly. He felt a sense of horror. When he looked up, he saw that in the distance, a twisted mist appeared at some point. There are bursts of ice and cold coming out, following the butterfly.
When Meng Hao opened his eyes, the mist suddenly revealed his eyes. Those were gray eyes and Meng Hao’s red pupils. At the moment of looking at each other, he seemed to perceive Meng Hao’s unkindness, and the mist slowly receded. After that, it disappeared.
Meng Hao frowned, the fog gave him a strange feeling, like a collection of countless lives, and he could be sure that if it weren’t for the pressure of the Nine Sources here, the other party would definitely follow, maybe... would At a certain time, one pounced on it.
These are just part of the strangeness that Meng Hao has seen in the vastness during this period. He has also seen a pack of wolves... They are real wolves, exactly the same as the ordinary ones, but hidden in the vastness, seeming to regard the vastness as being. The jungle.
He also saw the corpse of a giant. The corpse had long been decayed and was being bitten by countless heads. Those heads had no bodies, only heads.
There are men and women, old and young, biting giants.
This giant is different from the three-eyed gods and the gods of the immortal continent that Meng Hao has seen. He has two heads and a tail.
Today, even though he was swallowed up by most, he could still see through his bones how tough he was during his lifetime. He was... a powerful person comparable to Bayuan.
When Meng Hao passed by, all those heads stopped and swallowed. They all looked at the butterfly with indifference in their eyes, but after seeing Meng Hao, these heads showed strange expressions. Fortunately, they bowed their heads and continued. Swallow.
These are just horrible, but there are some that are beyond Meng Hao’s understanding. He saw that in this vastness, there is a huge palace. This palace is made of stones and floats in the vastness. When Hao passed by, countless eyes appeared on the stone of the main hall. When looking at Meng Hao curiously, countless noises were heard.
"Damn it, you pressed me down, it hurts so much!"
"Shut up, I've always been above you, I don't want to, there is a guy above me suppressing me!"
"Ahhh, I became a stone, it's weird, weird..."
The noise of the palace was caused by those stones, and one by one, amidst the noise, they went away.
Until another day, when Meng Hao's butterfly was already in the whirlpool, he could even say that when he was in the whirlpool, he suddenly saw a person!
This was the first time he saw a person in the boundless sky. It was an old man wearing a quilt and sitting cross-legged on a floating rock in the boundless sky. This rock had eyes and was roaring at the moment.
"Damn old Piff, come down to me and don't allow you to sit on me, ah, you are humiliating me, you are humiliating me, me, me, I am not married yet, I am fighting with you !"
The scream of the stone came out, and the old man snorted coldly, holding a fishing rod in his hand, as if fishing in the boundless sky.
When the butterfly passed by, Meng Hao was originally the same as when he saw other strange existences before. He just watched but ignored it and wanted to pass by, but the butterfly under him trembled fiercely at this moment. Actually changed the direction, its goal... was actually the old man's fishing hook!
This scene caused Meng Hao's eyes to flash, and when he stood up abruptly, his consciousness dissipated and he heard an anxious voice from his parents.
"Hao'er, this butterfly, a little bit uncontrollable..."
Meng Hao's eyes were full of red light, and the demon spirit suddenly dispersed, looking at the old man.
The old man looked up, looked at Meng Hao, smiled slightly, but this smile was a little weird, and even at the moment the smile appeared, his eyebrows split open, and there was a black horn that came out hideously, the crack spread, and blinked an eye. After covering the whole body of the old man, the old man's body was directly torn apart, and from his body, a... the whole body was blue, with a single-horned figure on top of his head!
An aura of chaos exuded from his body, and when he looked at Meng Hao, he laughed.
"The chaos, heaven and earth reopen!"
"The universe collapses, the avenue reappears!"
"God, who will... Seal the sky!"
"It turns out that the end point is like this, it's like this..." The cyan figure laughed, and when the laughter echoed, his right hand suddenly lifted and pointed at the butterfly.
"Well, just at this moment, I will help you to form a good relationship." The cyan figure laughed, and under one finger, the butterfly body roared, and there were ripples outside the wings. The starry sky was tumbling, and there was the law of time on the butterfly, causing the butterfly to tremble. The starry sky around was as if shattering, as if it was brewing, about to explode, and once it exploded, it would exude an astonishing speed. , Break through all barriers!
And around this cyan figure, the law of time also appeared at this moment. Upon closer inspection, it seemed that when Meng Hao just looked at this person for the first time, there was time passing around this person.
It seems that he does not exist in this era, but is projected by the time fluctuations here.
"Who are you!" Meng Hao suddenly said. He saw this cyan figure, which was blurry for an instant and was about to dissipate.
"You don't know me, and maybe you don't have a chance to know me."
In the laughter, the cyan figure suddenly disappeared without a trace... Only his voice, with relief, with relief, echoed in the vastness.
"Who created the white beads!"
"Who created the black bead!"
"Who opened up the four realms... Who turned the starry sky into a vast sky..."
"Who... created that mirror... and cut off the immortal position again, willing to be a ghost!"
"He is the beginning, you are the end, so it is, immortals, gods, demons, demons, ghosts, so so, so so..."