Chapter 1182 What Kind of Dream Is This! (1/2)

Chapter 1182 What a dream!

These colorful butterflies can be said to be the most beautiful scenery in the world!

It is dazzling to watch. These colorful butterflies keep changing their colors, and at the last moment they turn into a golden light. Every time such butterflies turn into golden light, it is like a thousand golden lights!

There are also some colorful butterflies. Many times, they change their colors from time to time during the process of flying. Some of these butterflies have pure blue and black edges, and they are not just as simple as color.

Some of the colorful butterflies have some front wings, which have velvety black, and the hind wings are golden. The beauty of each is different, and the spirit is charming and amazing!

Some of the butterflies, some even intertwined with pink and black, can be said to be of various shapes and colors, beautiful beyond measure, making people feel that they will never forget them after just one look, and even remember such divine creatures and exotic beasts for the rest of their lives. It seems that they suddenly appeared, just like a butterfly emerging from the cocoon in the Tianhe of the Seven Treasures Pond.

Just when these colorful butterflies appeared on the battlefield.

At this time, for the enemy, it really became an extremely terrifying existence.

For the entire Pang family on the opposite side, it is no longer a huge threat, and it can even be said to be full of murderous intent.

The formation of the disciples of the entire Pang family can be said to have been completely submerged by the colorful butterflies!

In the Ten Thousand Mountains, in the depths of this dense forest.

Under such moonlight, a large group of colorful butterflies, in such a beautiful scene, caused the elite disciples of the Pang family to completely panic and become a big group, and even lost their original confidence. Such confidence is like a loss of morale, and it spreads like a plague.

Wherever they passed, wherever they saw, within a square inch, in the ten directions of heaven and earth, there were colorful butterflies everywhere. No matter where the disciples of the Pang family were, they were all full of these colorful butterflies.

Above their heads, even in front of them, under their feet, and even behind them, there were countless butterflies, all with colorful lights, coming towards them in an overwhelming manner. No one knew, and no one could count, how many butterflies there were!

At this time, because of the tension, some warriors, even some warriors, were completely quick to dance their swords and swords to prevent these colorful butterflies from approaching them, so as to protect themselves. However, such an idea was undoubtedly a fantasy, as these colorful butterflies were too weird.

As for those monks, they also used their own methods to defend themselves.

Some monks quickly cast an aura shield on themselves, which was to protect themselves tightly, and they did not dare to reveal any gaps at all.

Some of the cultivators, each of them was chanting something, and quickly activated the talismans in their hands to protect themselves. These magic weapons still have some abilities, and each of them can automatically protect the body, which is a bit surprising.

They have already practiced a lot, but facing such colorful butterflies, they were actually panicked and at a loss, which was really surprising.

The warriors with relatively low strength and far away from Shangguan Yao, they just hurriedly threw the hidden weapons in their hands at full speed like rain, and even these hidden weapons can be said to be like raindrops. After throwing them all out, they still felt that it was not enough, and they all dodged lightly and jumped high towards the top of the towering tree behind them.

These people reacted the fastest, as for those who reacted slowly, they turned around and ran, for fear that they would run slowly, or even dodge slowly, and they were worried about being hit by these colorful butterflies.

As for those motionless people, they didn't know how to react. They were completely confused by the colorful butterflies. Many of them were thugs from the Liuhe Gang who followed the Pang family. They were all warriors, and their strength could be said to be the lowest. So they had no time to dodge, and were completely submerged and swallowed by the colorful butterflies like waves of the sea.

Although Shangguan Yao's colorful butterflies looked colorful, they were actually a huge danger transformed by spiritual power. Even if they were hit by the sword, most of them would not be damaged in their beauty and brilliance, and they could not be destroyed. They would recover again in an instant.

As for these colorful butterflies, after being bounced away by the power transformed by internal force and spiritual power, they would soon fly back at an extremely amazing speed. It can be said that they were at an extremely terrifying and even extremely fast speed. Such a speed makes people feel that they are not driven by people at all, but are created by heaven and earth. They can exist anywhere, and nothing can destroy them. They are originally part of the world.

Who can destroy such a world?

However, the most desperate thing for the disciples of the Pang family is that some of the light butterflies seem to have suffered fatal destruction beyond their endurance limit under the powerful attacks of sharp swords, Taoist magic, and even talismans, so they disappear very quickly, without even leaving any trace. They disappear without a trace at all.

The colorful butterflies never seem to have any defects, and even every change cannot affect their beauty. This is an extremely unique sight.

They always seem to appear in front of everyone in the most beautiful image, even the kind that makes the enemies with low cultivation level be immediately fascinated, and they are completely stunned in place, not knowing what to do. The loss of consciousness can be said to have completely lost their ability to fight.

The whole person is not only dull and dumb, but also completely lost his soul.

The colorful butterflies are constantly attacked by the enemy's defensive means, but even if these colorful butterflies only have a trace of power left, they still flutter and fly, elegant and noble, and constantly pounce on those enemies.

When they disappear, they will also turn into shining points of light, as if there is no trace left in the world, as if they have never existed before.

This is really a dreamlike, beautiful scene. If this is a dream, everyone intends not to wake up. After all, being covered by such colorful butterflies, they are still in a dream, and even feel willing to die. This is originally an extremely beautiful picture!

But this is only in the eyes of people who are not the targets of these colorful butterflies, such as Su Chen and his guards, and even Shangguan Yao.

On the opposite side of the colorful butterflies, the targets of the colorful butterflies, the enemies of the colorful butterflies, all have expressions of fear and uneasiness, and they feel even more scared in their hearts. Behind the beauty are endless murderous intentions. They can smell that danger, and even the warriors and monks with higher strength can feel it thoroughly.

In the eyes of these disciples of the Pang family, these colorful butterflies are now lurking with endless murderous intentions, which make them fearful and afraid, and even make them terrified. They can't help but retreat again and again, and can only think about constantly dodging and retreating, for fear of being contaminated by such colorful butterflies and losing their lives!

They could all feel that if they were stuck by these colorful butterflies, these glowing butterflies, their clothes and bodies would melt together, just like the melting snow before, and the demons would become part of the light of these colorful butterflies... Because among those covered, their bodies could no longer be seen. This was a completely beautiful trap, a dream that would kill people!

But even in this case, those guys covered by the colorful butterflies, the people who were hit, were unaware of it, as if they had no feelings. Except for their sluggish bodies and faces, they began to show sweet smiles. Their eyes were full of dreamlike joy, as if they felt the fastest thing in the world, but to outsiders, their bodies were melting and disappearing.

Every warrior, even every cultivator, as long as they were infected by these colorful butterflies, once they were sucked away by them, their souls and minds, in an instant, they even fell directly in the gentle dreamland... That is, they completely lost their lives.

The disciples of the Pang family were scared, and felt even more terrified and uneasy.

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Some of the disciples of the Pang family, these team leaders, they watched many of their own strong men being close to the light butterfly, and then they were as if they had lost their souls. They were immediately intoxicated, and then as the light disappeared and melted, they were even more frightened.

The disciples of the Pang family felt a deep fear!

Some broke out!

Some also collapsed!

I don’t know who it is!

Suddenly shouted!

"Ahhhh! Immortal-killing arrows, immortal-killing arrows!"

"Ahhh, come on, shoot this witch to death!"

"We are going to die!"

"Help!"

With the first one, there will naturally be a second, a third... countless!

Shouts continued to rise and fall in the crowd.

Began to fight back frantically with all means.

Whether it was the warriors of the Pang family or the monks, some of them used all their trump cards in order to survive.

They did not care about the safety of the people around them at the beginning, nor did they care about what to do next.

They just wanted to fight their way out of the sea of ​​butterflies that was all over the mountains and plains, and in this tide of light, instead of sitting here and waiting to die.

Whether it was talismans, talismans, or hidden weapons, they were all used without any cost!

Some people who had nowhere to hide and were not strong enough sat down on the ground.

Some people didn't know what to do, so they just lay on the ground and pretended to be dead.

The colorful butterflies had already shown their ultimate brilliance.

It also gave people a sense of extreme danger.

In a blink of an eye, the disciples of the Pang family were drowned and most of them were killed.

Among them, the so-called strong masters were killed a lot, especially the monks.

Even though they were prepared, they were still overwhelmed by the butterflies and were completely at a loss.

Panic began to spread like a plague!

There are many powerful monks among them. If they had carefully set up the formation at the beginning, they would probably have trapped Shangguan Yao to death. However, one, because of Pang Tian's urging, and the other, because of the desire for quick success, now that such a situation has been created, it is too late to regret it.

Now Shangguan Yao uses this mysterious Buddhist magic to attack with these butterflies. This group of Pang family disciples can only stagger and defend. After all, at the beginning, they only attacked and did not defend. They were not fully prepared. As for the current situation, it is not anyone's fault. It is completely a consequence of their own fault.

The entire formation that was originally in full alert has completely disappeared. They have completely lost the advantage of their full army's vigilance and full alertness. The advantage of numbers has also been lost. The whole team is constantly drowned by the colorful butterflies. From time to time, there are bursts of screams before they fall into a stagnation and melt.

Everyone fell asleep like a dream, and they probably will never see the appearance of this world again.

More importantly, the sun of tomorrow will never be seen again.

"What a Buddhist magic! What a Buddhist disciple! What a vicious woman. What kind of Buddhist magic is this evil magic?" Pang Tian slapped away the attacking colorful butterfly with one hand, staring at Shangguan Yao coldly, with an extremely ugly expression!

Before, he was not prepared carefully and was attacked by a colorful butterfly, which fell behind him.

He quickly performed a powerful fairy art, waved his hand, and forced all the attacking colorful butterflies back.

At the same time, his expression, looking at Shangguan Yao, was full of murderous aura!

Pang Tian was naturally not a person who would sit and wait for death, not to mention that he was a powerful cultivator who was not weaker than Shangguan Yao. The more this happened, the calmer he became, and his face was still extremely confident.

Pang Tian had a small yellow flag in his hand. He waved it gently, and it immediately brought up a gust of wind, carrying yellow sand and tiger roars to attack the colorful butterflies around. Soon, countless butterflies were swept into the yellow wind, and many of the crystal clear butterflies were torn apart piece by piece, and even bounced out of the yellow wind.

This yellow sand wind was extremely powerful, and even had a tendency to blow all the butterflies away, but there were still a few special butterflies that stuck to Pang Tian. When Pang Tian was touched by the butterfly, he was actually affected.

He couldn't help but think of his most proud days, and it seemed that he didn't want to come out on such a day, and he couldn't get out of it at all, just like a dream.