Chapter 1247 (1/2)

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just like a purple elf in silver, the veiled girl fell from the sky, butterfly step after step, leaving a source of ripples everywhere in the space. Compared with the ghosts and demons that landed before, it is a very beautiful performance.

But even in the turbid world, she is still as beautiful as one, as perfect as one, as beautiful as heaven.

The ordinary man sees her to estimate can be infatuated with it instantly?

Maybe the idea of ”die for her” is also possible.

“……”

After landing at the Ming Palace, the girl in purple slowly sits on the top of the palace, holds the jade flute in her hand, closes her eyes and blows it slowly -

Hoo Woo

Like mountains and rivers, the sound of jade flute is melodious and far away. With her blowing, purple light balls gradually fly to all parts of the world

In the blink of an eye, these purple light balls fly back in an instant. At this time, there are more human beings in these light balls. These human beings are the limitless. There are the limitless who have lost the limitless qualification (after the failure of the limitless world, they return to this world to erase the limitless memory, and they die unexpectedly a year later), and there are also the limitless who still have the qualification.

Ice butterflies are obviously included.

What a pity! ~！

Ice butterfly can't help but smile bitterly. She has just escaped from the tiger's mouth, and now she's back in the wolf's nest. How can you see that this sudden appearance of hell hall is not an ordinary existence, and it should have a similar purpose with Dragon Island. They are the infinite ones who bear the brunt of it.

At the moment of fleeing, Bing die only felt the power of fate and brought her here. This kind of powerful power is no longer common. Now she can only drift with the tide. It's really bad luck.

Looking at the ice butterfly, the girl in purple hangs the jade flute around her waist, then looks at the ice butterfly and others, and holds them in her delicate hand --

”poof Poof Poof... ”

All of a sudden, those who lost their qualification were compressed into a mass of flesh and blood by the purple light ball one after another!!!

Looking at the face of the girl in purple at this time, there was no movement, no excitement or pity, and even no indifference. It seemed that she was manipulating her fate. She regarded the death of those who were disqualified and unlimited as a very normal thing, just like the water flowing upward. In her eyes, the death of these people seemed to be natural It's just a phenomenon!

The Witch of the underworld!! It's her! ~！

Facing each other across the bank, the dragons shrunk their heads one after another. They did not dare to gasp and slowly retreated towards the center of the Dragon Island. Obviously, they also knew the identity of the purple girl.

Even after experiencing so many worlds, ice butterfly can't help feeling disgusted to see the simple cruelty in front of her. Is this really something that an ordinary girl can do?