The Thunder Butterfly, which is about half the size of a human, stands quietly on a broken piece of wood. Overall, it is no different from butterflies in the outside world. The most valuable thing that leaves a deep impression on people is its wings. Such eyes are mixed together, making it difficult for people to count how many colors there are. However, the gathering of so many colors on the wings of the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly does not give people a vulgar feeling. The electric light on its wings deepens the illusory beauty of the Thunder Butterfly!
Meng Zhao was amazed when he saw the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly showing its true face. He accidentally saw the record about the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly in the records of the Xuan Sect. There were only a few sentences, all of which were praising the beauty of the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly. Meng Zhao originally thought It was recorded that the ancestors did not capture the regretful and over-exaggerated words of the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly. Today, when I saw the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly, Meng Zhao felt that those few sentences did not describe the beauty of the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly!
Yan Ling also appeared in the outside world at this moment. Only then did Meng Zhao see Yan Ling's face. He was a big-headed doll the size of a palm, wearing a green Taoist robe. His green hair was scattered randomly. The hair was messy and gave people a A strange sense of neatness. Yan Ling looked at the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly and was amazed, "My spirit has been traveling in the universe for many years, and this Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly also makes me feel a little amazed!"
Yan Ling observed carefully for a while, and seemed to notice the presence of Meng Zhao and the increasingly dense vitality that made Tian Huan Lei Die feel uncomfortable. Tian Huan Lei Die gradually became irritable, while Yan Ling lost his voice and said "No wonder, no wonder! This Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly gives people a sense of perfection. Boy Zhao, look at the wings of the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly!" Meng Zhao looked at the wings of the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly in surprise. There was a faint light flowing in the wings according to a strange texture, and Meng Zhao felt a little dizzy after looking at it for a while.
Meng Zhao quickly turned his gaze away and asked in surprise, "Yan Ling, what's going on?" Yan Ling suddenly said, "Forget about your weak knowledge, I used my soul to explore and didn't find this celestial phantom thunder immediately. Butterfly, it's because of the textures on its wings!" Meng Zhao's dizziness eased a lot at this moment, and when he heard Yan Ling's words, he was surprised and asked, "What's wrong? What's so strange about those textures?"
Yan Ling clicked his tongue and said, "That contains some laws of heaven!" Meng Zhao was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and said in a daze, "Laws of heaven? Although this secret realm of Tianlei is a world law that has not been born completely, but such a secret realm is also Is there such a thing as the Law of Heaven?" Yan Ling seemed to have expected Meng Zhao to ask this question, "So this phantom thunder butterfly only has a slight texture! And it is the law of thunder and lightning unique to the Heavenly Thunder Secret Realm!"
Meng Zhao heard Yan Ling's explanation and looked at the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly that had already taken flight. At this moment, the Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly was already an extremely dangerous character in Meng Zhao's eyes, but he was still surprised and said, "Why are the other Thunder Spirits flying?" Is there no law of heaven that can form such a law?" Yan Ling was choked by Meng Zhao's words. While he was thinking, he suddenly saw the lightning-struck tree in the distance. He pointed at the lightning-struck tree and said, "Maybe it's this phantom thunder butterfly. I’ve been staying next to the Lightning Strike Tree for a long time, and this Heavenly Fantasy Thunder Butterfly has a long lifespan!”
After hearing this, Meng Zhao thought of a few words in the previous records of the Xuan Sect, and guessed that this celestial fantasy thunder butterfly should be the one recorded! Meng Zhao sighed, "It seems we can't get this lightning strike wood! Let's go!" Yan Ling said in surprise, "What are you asking? Isn't it just this celestial thunder butterfly that's blocking it?" Meng Zhao listened to Yan Ling's somewhat relaxed tone. , said in surprise, "Yan Ling, are you kidding me? How could I beat such a fierce guy?"
