When Wang Meiqi heard that Huang Xiaolong said that she wanted her to fulfill her duties as a landowner, she smiled so beautifully that she was so beautiful that she looked at Huang Xiaolong with a charming look: "As long as Your Highness is not afraid of being led astray by me."
Huang Xiaolong smiled at Ao Shenghai and Ao Guang: "We three grown men are not afraid."
Ao Shenghai, Ao Guang laughed.
Wang Meiqi gave Huang Xiaolong an angry look: "Your Highness knows how to make fun of others."
Later, Wang Meiqi took Huang Xiaolong and the others to the Chiqin World where the Fantasy Butterfly Tribe was.
Wang Meiqi led Huang Xiaolong and the other three people to Chiqin World, while introducing the situation of Chiqin World to Huang Xiaolong.
The Chiqin world is a relatively powerful world in the First Universe. Chiqin, the creator god of the Chiqin world, is a creation god in the perfection realm. When Wang Meiqi escaped, she had just broken through the perfection realm. What is her strength now? Don't know yet.
"Is this Chiqin from the Creation Temple?" Huang Xiaolong suddenly asked.
Wang Meiqi was startled and said, "He didn't join the Creation Temple back then, and we don't know yet."
After all, Chiqin didn't join the Creation Temple back then, but that doesn't mean he doesn't now.
Later, Wang Meiqi told Huang Xiaolong some things about Chiqin.
"Does your first universe have a creator god with Huanglong's bloodline?" Huang Xiaolong asked. This is the most important purpose of his coming to the first universe.
He came to the First Universe to look for more cultivation resources. For him, the best cultivation resource was the Creation God with the bloodline of the Creation Yellow Dragon.
Wang Meiqi shook her head: "I was only a member of the Thirteen Perfection Masters back then. I didn't know much about the powerful creator god of the first universe. I was more familiar with Chi Qin."
Huang Xiaolong nodded.
A few months later, Huang Xiaolong and four others came to Chiqin World.
"I wonder if the Magic Butterfly Holy World is still there." After entering the Chiqin Great World and feeling the familiar spatial laws of the Chiqin Great World, Wang Meiqi suddenly felt a little sad.
Huang Xiaolong said comfortingly: "Don't worry, one day, I will kill Mei Jie for you!" In fact, Huang Xiaolong has a feeling that even without Wang Meiqi, he will collide with Mei Jie sooner or later!
It is inevitable for him to break through the God of the Universe and collide with Major.
Wang Meiqi said gratefully: "Thank you, Your Highness."
"I said, don't thank me." Huang Xiaolong waved his hand and said, "This is what I promised you back then. Besides, even without you, that Major and I will definitely become rivals!"
Later, Wang Meiqi took Huang Xiaolong and the others to the Six Paths Sacred Realm.
The place where the Huandie tribe breeds is in the Huandie Mountain Plains in the Six Paths Holy Realm.
The Six Paths Holy World is a small holy world in the Chiqin world.
The Fantasy Butterfly Mountain was originally located near the area of the Lord's Mansion of the Six Paths Holy Realm.
As they approached the Huandie Mountain, Huang Xiaolong could feel that Wang Meiqi was obviously nervous, nervous and excited.
Huang Xiaolong can understand Wang Meiqi's current mood because she is timid about being close to home.
Back then, when he returned to Pangu World Earth, wasn't it the same
In Wang Meiqi's nervous and excited mood, the four of them came to Huandie Mountain.
When they saw the Huandie Mountain in front of them, Huang Xiaolong, Ao Shenghai, and Ao Guang couldn't help but look at Wang Meiqi. Sure enough, Wang Meiqi's face looked ugly.
All I could see in front of me was that the Huandie Mountain Plain was desolate and without any vitality. The entire mountain plain was filled with the aura of death. It could be seen that the Huandie Mountain Plain had suffered an astonishing massacre back then, and only the bones accumulated from the astonishing killings could have such a lifeless aura.
Wang Meiqi didn't speak, and flew forward slowly, her body trembling a little, she clenched her hands, and the backs of her hands turned white.
Huang Xiaolong followed Wang Meiqi.
Ao Shenghai and Ao Guang followed behind.
After a while, the four of them saw an extremely wide ruins. From the broken walls of the ruins, they could see that the palaces above the ruins were very glorious.
Even after countless years, the Taoist talisman carvings on these ruined walls are still filled with a touch of Taoist power. It can be seen that the person who carved these Taoist talismans was an ultimate strength master. Only extreme power can survive countless years without escaping. .
When she came to the gate of the ruins, Wang Meiqi fell down and touched the Taoist mark on the gate. Tears fell from her eyes. The Taoist mark on the gate was carved by her father. Now, the door is broken, and people are also No longer there.
"Father." Wang Meiqi murmured.
Huang Xiaolong and the other three remained silent.
After a long time, Wang Meiqi stood up and gave Huang Xiaolong a forced smile: "Your Highness, I made you laugh."
"It's okay, it's human nature." Huang Xiaolong said.
At this moment, suddenly, Ao Shenghai said: "Someone is coming."
Huang Xiaolong and Wang Meiqi were startled. Was someone passing by
But then, Huang Xiaolong and others discovered that the other party was coming straight to the ruins, and it seemed that they were not on the way.
"Could it be Major's person?" Ao Guang asked.
Wang Meiqi shook her head: "Probably not. The Fantasy Butterfly Clan has been destroyed for countless years. With Mei Jie's status now, it is impossible for him to care about such a trivial matter. I'm afraid he has long forgotten about the Fantasy Butterfly Clan that he destroyed."
Amidst the doubts of the four of them, the person slowly appeared in the sight of Huang Xiaolong and the others.
The visitor was obviously surprised when he saw the four Huang Xiaolongs in front of the ruins.
"Who are you?!" The other party was a white-haired old man. He looked at Huang Xiaolong and the four of them suspiciously. The power of the great avenues in his body condensed, and the power of the great avenues spread out.
This white-haired old man is a Taoist, close to the fourth level of Taoism, so the power of the Taoist is not weak.
Of course, in the eyes of Huang Xiaolong and the others, this little power of the avenue seemed a bit weak and ridiculous.
Wang Meiqi looked at the other party with surprise: "Are you a descendant of the Fantasy Butterfly Clan?!"
The white-haired old man was shocked, his face changed, he retreated, and shouted: "Are you from the Shadow Clan?!" At the same time, he smacked Huang Xiaolong and the others with both hands.
Seeing the other party coming at them, Huang Xiaolong and the others did not hide. They just stood there and let the opponent's palm strike. However, as soon as the opponent's palm force came in front of Huang Xiaolong and the others, it dissipated and the dust on the ground fell to the ground. In front of Huang Xiaolong and others.
When the other party saw it, he couldn't help but be shocked and wanted to fly back. However, when he was about to fly away, he was horrified to find that he couldn't move, and then involuntarily flew backwards towards Huang Xiaolong and the other four.
The white-haired old man fell in front of Huang Xiaolong and the others.
Just when the white-haired old man was despairing, Wang Meiqi said: "Don't be afraid, I am from the Fantasy Butterfly Clan."
The white-haired old man was stunned, turned around, and looked at Wang Meiqi with disbelief: "You, from the Fantasy Butterfly Clan?!" When had such a master appeared in his Fantasy Butterfly Clan? How could he, the leader of the Phantom Butterfly Clan, not know
Wang Meiqi saw that the other party didn't believe it, so she took out a talisman. On the talisman, she saw a lifelike phantom butterfly, about to flutter its wings and fly away. The nine-color rays of the phantom butterfly made the white-haired old man look shocked.