The woman wearing a butterfly mask turned her head suddenly, looked at Qi in the butterfly posture, and said coldly: "Your wings are almost burned out, do you want to stop me?"

"Originally, I thought that you would bring her to me and wait for me to recover, and now it seems that you can still kill me."

The woman raised her hand, and her fingertips slashed in the air, and dark flames surged out from the void, quickly turning into a fire curtain, covering Qi.

"Perhaps, Xiaoyu's personality and strength were higher than me in her current life, but her choice to reincarnate showed that she had not reached the level of a true god. Then, at my home court, she could not surpass me. In the heyday, the essence was like this, and you have no residual obsession that even has no authority to inherit much, what is it! Do you dare to say that you will accept me as a god?"

Qi's voice came from all directions, and colorful dreamy light continued to emerge.

The originally tortured light rain turned into fluorescence and disappeared, leaving a little light to spread continuously.

"Is this?" The woman in the butterfly mask changed slightly. She looked around. One-third of the originally dim and twisted dreams had turned into a light.

In the middle of the light, Xiaoyu's eyes were closed, curled up, and suspended in the air, surrounded by pitch-black butterflies. From time to time, one or two butterflies flew to the boundaries of light and shadows and danced gracefully, constantly absorbing the shadows, allowing the light to appear in this dream.

"This is impossible!"

The woman wearing a butterfly mask exclaimed: "This dream is also my divine realm, I am the leader here. Even if you take over the authority of the dream, it will not have such a big impact on it!"

"Your divine realm? Sure enough, the gods who have lost their own myths and have to absorb the power of their wishes are prone to problems in their minds. Although Xiaoyu seems to have made some treatments and has specially chosen to absorb some similar forces, it still produces trash like you that cannot be naturally decomposed... things."

At the last moment, Qi replaced the word "trash" with things, but the relative irony and disdainful emotions did not restrain themselves at all.

The woman roared, "What do you mean?"

At this moment, the woman's emotions were filled with horror, anger and disbelief.

"That's right, you shouldn't have much memory in this area, or instinctively unwilling to know this area. The human world and all spirits have a little innate spiritual light and innate spirituality given by the Supreme Taoist Ancestor. Therefore, the biggest connection between the previous life and the present life is that little spirituality. It does not exist. After reincarnation, this life is distracted, and the power left in the previous time is the subject."

"This is impossible! Isn't there a similar legend in your Middle Earth?"

Seeing that the butterfly mask began to burn, burning the illusory skin on the surface, revealing the essence of the skeleton inside, Qi flapped her wings and said, "In the Middle Earth myth, this situation is called the incarnation of the Tribulation. It is the first-class exclusive to the True God. Are you a True God?"

Looking at the woman who stopped talking, Qi smiled and said, "Now, it's time for the main owner to appear."

When Qi finished saying this, Xiaoyu slowly opened her eyes, her body began to grow rapidly, and her clothes turned into a woman wearing a butterfly mask.

However, compared to the woman's outfit, Xiaoyu seemed a little conservative when she grew up, and the color scheme of her clothes was basically black, with only a few places adding a little white, which was much horizon and solemn than the woman.

"Thank you for your help!" Xiaoyu pulled up the skirt, bent her knees slightly, and then raised her hand slightly, and figures after figure appeared in the shadows around her.

"Shadow Legion!" The woman with flames burning on her body looked at Xiaoyu, gritted her teeth and read out the names of these figures, and looked at the shadow legion that was constantly gathering around her.

The butterfly mask on the woman's face was bright and bright, trying to seize control of the Shadow Legion.

"Is this the magic prop you made after I was reincarnated? Based on the incomplete authority in your hand, it will activate the power of the divine realm and then master the hidden legion I left behind. A good idea, I can indeed have some mechanisms that are higher than the ones I left behind in my power, so that you can become the controller of the Shadow Legion."

"But, your control can only be maintained without me being awake. Now that I am awake, it's time for you to return it to me."

Xiaoyu raised one hand and the butterfly mask began to break, and wisps of black mist flowed out from the gap, gathering at Xiaoyu's fingertips, turning into a brand new black and white butterfly mask.

After putting it on his face, Xiaoyu looked at the woman who turned into a skeleton and saw her essence. She couldn't help but sigh: "Sure enough, without myths and legends as anchors, it's better not to absorb the power of wishes after losing the name of the gods. Otherwise, there will be a bunch of messes to be cleaned up."

When she first spoke, Xiaoyu lowered her head slightly, as if she was a little distressed, but when she raised her eyes, there was only a coldness left in her eyes.

Under the gaze of Xiaoyu, the skeleton began to break little by little, swallowed by the shadows and darkness around them.

After dealing with all this, Xiaoyu walked to Qi, took off the butterfly mask from her face, handed it to Qi, who looked like a butterfly, and whispered: "In the future, I will trouble Your Highness. This mask contains part of my authority, which is your reward for helping me."

"Aren't you afraid that I will swallow all your power with the authority on this mask? The relationship between our two powers is still good. It will be of great benefit to me if they swallow your power."

When the butterfly falls on the mask, the mask will naturally disappear and become a pattern on the butterfly's wings.

"If you don't have the mask of the recipient, I'm still a little worried, but since you accept it, what else can I be afraid of? According to the style of your Middle Earth God system, if you accept the reward, you will naturally do your things within the agreed scope. The few mistakes are not your reasons."

After saying that, Xiaoyu thought of something again, looked at the place where the skeleton girl disappeared, and said, "By the way, after I was reincarnated, that guy refined eight masks in total, and the other seven were experimental subjects. There were more or less problems, and she sent them to the human world to collect faith and vows."

"Although those seven masks didn't have much ability at the beginning, so many years have passed, and they should have condensed certain power. If you are interested, you can take it back, which should be able to melt some simple authority."

After saying that, Xiaoyu's body began to return to her original girlish appearance, and she was floating in the middle of the dream. Qi flapped her wings slightly, and evolved into countless fairy tales. Then she hid many methods of practice, preparing to teach her simple techniques while staying with Xiaoyu in this dream.

Of course, doing these things does not require Qi to inject all his strength into it, but only needs to divide his own strength into three or four out of ten.

So the body who was staying next to Baihu Xianyu slowly opened her eyes.

“Solved?”

"Yeah." Qi nodded, and the next second a butterfly mask appeared in his hand.

"Is this thing your reward? Let's take a look..."

Yu walked to Qi, looked at the mask, frowned slightly, "I seem to have seen the breath of this thing somewhere! Wait a moment."

Yu said, then got up and left. After he came back, he had another mask in his hand.

The style of this mask is a snake, with some traces of power on it. When you suddenly see the butterfly mask in Tongqi's hand, it has nothing to do with it, but if you look closely, you will find that the aura of the two is somewhat similar.

Moreover, after the distance between the two masks was shortened to a certain extent, a faint light appeared on both masks. This shows that some materials with the same roots and the same origin were used in the process of making these two masks.

Qi said curiously: "What is this mask?"

"In the legend of this country, the artifact left by an evil god, because it looks like a snake, became a sacrificial tool for a period of time to worship Yamata Orochi. However, according to the research of some scholars, this mask was circulated from abroad. It was originally a set, a treasure of the evil [defense] sect called the Eight Demons."

As he said that, Yu let go of his hand and let the snake mask stick to the butterfly mask.

For a moment, the two qi of water and fire surged around the Qiyu brothers. Butterflies burning with flames, and the same snake shadows condensed by water vapor collided with each other, merged and assimilated.

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