There is someone in this cave, and she is a woman. She is standing on the flat lake, her white skirt is fluttering, and there is no trace when she steps on the water.
"Who is it?"
Xia Mang's eyes were as bright as a torch, as if he were facing a formidable enemy. The cave was shrouded in magical mist, making it difficult to see through. The woman in front of him was also a little blurry. With Xia Mang's eyesight, he could only make out an outline.
Vaguely, there is a sense of déjà vu.
The woman in the white dress was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke: "Xia Mang?"
Her voice is clear and clear, as beautiful as the sound of nature, just like her face, which is cold, quiet and elegant, but is enough to intoxicate the world.
Xia Mang's color changed, his body shook violently, his eyes were full of disbelief, he hesitated and said: "Are you... Yun Xiandie?"
This voice belongs to Yun Xiandie!
Ethereal, ethereal, clear without a trace of impurities, as light as the sounds of nature... Yun Xiandie's voice is the most beautiful voice Xia Mang has ever heard. It can be called the "voice of heaven", beautiful and flawless.
He will never admit his mistake, this is Yun Xiandie!
But why is the Cloud Fairy Butterfly in this cave?
In the previous cave, he suspected that the "goddess" wearing colorful butterfly clothes was Yun Xiandie. However, he was clearly the first to escape from the cave. Why did Yun Xiandie enter this cave before him?
Cave?
"Did you take a shortcut?"
Xia Mang's eyes flickered. If Yun Xiandie is really the "goddess", she must be extremely familiar with this Gushajue City. Although the corridors here are numerous and complicated, it should not be a problem for her.
The cloud fairy butterfly stepped on the water without leaving a trace, and came with slight steps. She walked out of the mist and revealed her true face. Three thousand black hair hung like a waterfall until her calves. Her eyes were clear and her face was stunning, ethereal and otherworldly.
She looked at Xia Mang with a calm expression.
"Sure enough, the more beautiful a woman is, the better she is at deceiving others."
Xia Mang sneered in his heart. Yun Xiandie must be pretending like this to get close to him and achieve his goal. He narrowed his eyes, stared at Yun Xiandie, and suddenly said: "Which grotto can lead directly to this place?"
He did not directly ask questions, but tried to test Yun Xiandie's reaction, hoping to see through its hidden true identity.
Yun Xiandie was startled, seemingly puzzled.
"At this moment, there is no need to pretend!" Xia Mang stared at Yun Xiandie and sneered again and again. First she was a goddess, and then she showed her true form. Does Yun Xiandie think of herself as a fool?
Suddenly, he seemed to realize something. He suddenly turned around and looked behind him, his expression suddenly changed.
Because at some point, a beautiful figure appeared behind him, and it turned out to be the "goddess" wearing a colorful butterfly dress!
"What's going on?!" Xia Mang glanced at the two women and was completely stunned.
Previously, he suspected that Yun Xiandie was the "goddess", but now that Yun Xiandie was by his side, the goddess appeared again, which completely overturned his guess.
Is it the Cloud Fairy Butterfly disguised as a goddess, or is the Goddess disguised as a Cloud Fairy Butterfly?
Or is it that both are false and what he thinks and sees is just an illusion?
Xia Mang focused his attention. At this moment, in front of his eyes, the goddess was dressed in colorful butterfly clothes, and the cloud fairy butterfly's white skirt was not stained by dust. The two beautiful figures stood opposite each other, meeting each other on a narrow road in this strange cave.
This made Xia Mang's eyes wander, and he kept scanning the two women with a look of shock.
This picture was so impactful that it made him stunned, as if in a dream.
He had guessed that the goddess was the Cloud Fairy Butterfly, but now the Cloud Fairy Butterfly was right in front of him, and the goddess was chasing after her. The two met, which undoubtedly overturned Xia Mang's conjecture.
"Did I guess wrong?"
Xia Mang was confused. All the previous points pointed to Cloud Fairy Butterfly being the goddess, but the scene in front of him was really surprising.
The Cloud Fairy Butterfly is still the Cloud Fairy Butterfly, and the Goddess is still the Goddess. There is no connection between the two.
"Who is she?" Yun Xiandie asked Xia Mang with a slight frown on her eyebrows.
Xia Mang glanced at Yun Xiandie, frowned slightly, and said: "The Panxue Sand Clan respects her as a goddess. She is the culprit who froze you and seized the origin of your blood!"
He always felt that something was wrong, and subconsciously became vigilant and wary of the Cloud Fairy Butterfly.
"Goddess?" Yun Xiandie frowned.
"I don't know either." Xia Mang said lightly: "It seems to be related to the Rock Blood Tsar..."
Yunxiandie said nothing and looked at the goddess, with a strange light in her clear eyes.
The goddess seemed not to have seen the Cloud Fairy Butterfly. She stared at Xia Mang, her cold eyes like a sharp sword, piercing the depths of Xia Mang's soul.
Buzz!
Without any warning, she suddenly took action. She pointed her slender jade finger into the void, and wisps of light beams emerged, forming a giant finger with five colors and dazzling colors. It was like a hill, falling from the sky and crushing towards Xia Mang!
Shockingly powerful and domineering!
Although she is a woman, she is ruthless and decisive in her actions, and her killing intent is astonishing!
"Chi!"
Xia Mang snorted coldly, clenched his hands into fists, and attacked the goddess brazenly. His fists were surrounded by black light, which was like a devil's fist from hell, full of sinister energy, and the sharp light shot out, extremely strange.
This punch contains the power of death!
Back in the ancient city of Langya, when the Evil Moon came to the world, Xia Mang snatched the fallen emperor's creation and obtained a ray of the Evil Moon's power, which came from the "Black Moon". He refined it and condensed the ultimate power of death!
The power of death is the power of darkness, a method used by evil ghosts and monsters to practice and chase, and is a manifestation of Yin and evil.
"Boom!"
The two fought fiercely, and the goddess's graceful posture was surrounded by five-colored divine light. The radiance was bright and flawless, making her look like a real goddess, sacred and inviolable.
"Great Compassion Palm!"
Xia Mang attacked, and he used the Great Compassion Palm method to activate his ultimate death force. His palms were fierce and fierce, and his whole body was filled with black light. Even his pupils became dark, as dark as a demon, and extremely scary.
At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into a dark monarch, and the smile on his lips was the coldest butcher's knife!
The evil spirit is overwhelming!
"The power of the evil moon!"
The goddess whispered, and her eyes suddenly became extremely bright, like two moons in the sky, burning and dazzling.
In fact, the main purpose of the Panxue Sand Clan in capturing the heroes and arrogant men from all directions was to deprive them of the power of the evil moon. However, most of the power of the evil moon has been refined by everyone and blended with the origin of the bloodline. Therefore, they can only settle for the next best thing.
, extract the blood origin of all heroes.
And in order to squeeze all the heroes dry, they did not do it once and for all, but slowly extracted it until they completely grabbed the power of the evil moon from everyone's body!
As for Xia Mang...
They want more.
In addition to the power of the evil moon, Xia Mang also has the blood of the Daxia royal family and the immortal dragon spirit in his body. These two things are the key to the entire plan.
Therefore, they took special "care" of Xia Mang, and even dispatched a desert general to capture Xia Mang personally, and finally even "labored" the goddess.
Behind, there is also a strange light shining in the beautiful eyes of the Cloud Fairy Butterfly.
"kill!"
Xia Mang looked up to the sky and shouted loudly, his black hair flying wildly. He raised his hand in the air, shining with black light, like a devil's palm falling from the sky, covering the goddess.