Chapter 222: Take Me to Hell.
The last palace. Somewhat dark and stale. And there wasn't much movement around at all. It is different from the splendor that has just entered the fourth heavenly realm. It's a place of seclusion.
No one. Not even a plant grows. Over here. What the hell is this place?
Why. My heart is so heavy now. Such a feeling. Never. The ghost butterfly finally settled down on her heart, took the food box and walked in slowly.
Push the 'door' and there are no tables or chairs inside. There wasn't even a curtain, only a bottomless black 'hole' in the middle that faintly exuded a terrifying feeling.
This is ... The 'hole' that the 'maid' and 'woman' said. Is there anything in there? Ghost Butterfly walked over.
As soon as she approached this 'hole', an indescribable pain suddenly appeared in the depths of her soul,
"Ahh This.. ”。 She crouched up. Cover your head in pain.
Myself... What's going on. It's as if something is about to break through. Damn it. Her dark eyes were full of rare brokenness.
It's been a long time. The pain finally stopped. The ghost butterfly adjusted her breathing and looked at this 'hole' again, this 'hole'. It's bottomless.
If you want to investigate your sudden headache just now, you can only go down and see it for yourself.
And then. Ghost Butterfly didn't even think about it. I jumped off. The flowing black clothes cut a beautiful arc in the air.
As he fell, a sentence suddenly appeared in the heart of the ghost butterfly. A phrase that a man said to her a long, long time ago. You can only enter heaven if you go to hell first.
Now I feel like I'm going to hell. But. Could it be heaven down there?
。。 How is this possible. The abyss of hell is heaven. It's impossible to think about.
And he doesn't belong to the so-called heaven in the first place. than a paradise full of goodness. I'd rather choose hell.
I've killed too many people myself... I don't go to hell. Who goes to hell.
As soon as the foot fell, a pungent smell of blood came, dead people, dead people everywhere. The phrase "rivers of blood" is too stingy.
The dead ghost butterfly doesn't know how many he's seen. But the strength of these people is in the realm of heaven and earth. Almost all of them are peerless masters. How could you die here. This is a place where the ghost butterfly is curious.
But. Fate didn't seem to give Ghost Butterfly time to think. A dark shadow struck her in an instant. The terrifying aura stunned the ghost butterfly.
She subconsciously avoided it. But the shadow was extremely strange and powerful. Directly hit the ghost butterfly.
"S.". Oni Butterfly's shoulder is scratched. No. It can't be described as a scratch anymore. A layer of skin has almost been scraped off, and the bloody appearance is particularly pimple-induced.
The ghost butterfly retreated into the corner. She was very smart and quickly stabilized her look. Quickly condensed the aura.
Suddenly, the aura in the dark space 'shot'. But. None of this stopped the crazy shadow. Again and again, it struck at the ghost butterfly.
"The Theory of the Eight-Mang Seal." Ghost Butterfly said softly. This is the strongest killing move of the ghost butterfly, and it is also the only killing move to teach the ghost butterfly in the Book of Creation God.
It allows her to use this almost usable move. It can be seen that the strength of the black shadow is extremely terrifying.
Suddenly, an unknown aura spread in the air. That aura. It's even more beautiful than the light aura. It's also much more gorgeous. This is the Holy Spirit of the Creator.
When the Holy Spirit is filling this dark space.
She. Ghost butterflies. Finally, I saw the appearance of this black shadow clearly
。。。 Why you。。。。。。