"This sword is... An artifact!"


    Muring to herself, mu Lingxue was surprised by the sharp edge of purgatory sword.


    All along, she only thought Yang Xuan''s fighting power was amazing. Her victory was in her strong physique. She only relied on boxing and feet to fight with others.


    Who would have thought that Yang Xuan was so secretive that he had an artifact.


    There are also artifacts in the immortal world, but they are very rare. Some of them are lost by external warriors and obtained by their practitioners in the immortal world. They have been handed down from generation to generation, and some are refined by immortal world tool refiners. Now most of them are in the hands of major super sects.


    For example, their Shenzong has a zhenpai artifact.


    It is an ancient tripod, which can not only gather the vitality of heaven and earth and make people get twice the result with half the effort, but also send out extreme power to kill foreign enemies. It is very powerful.


    However, the return of the strong to the strong is the sect''s inside information, which can''t be used easily.


    "Well, it''s an artifact."


    Yang Xuan nodded indifferently and stared at the copper coffin on his hand.


    The copper coffin looks small, but it weighs tens of thousands of kilograms. It is difficult for ordinary martial artists to screw it up.


    At the moment, as the opening appeared, there was a succession of movement in the coffin, as if something was going to break free.


    Yang Xuanning was on alert and didn''t dare to be careless.


    Although the purgatory boy didn''t say how powerful this soul eating demon butterfly is, you can see how terrible it is by looking at the mountains of white bones around.


    The purgatory boy warned, "come out soon. Remember, we must catch it."


    "Grab it?"


    "The cocoon of the soul devouring demon butterfly is not terrible. Your strength is enough to suppress it."


    As soon as the voice fell, the copper coffin broke in two, and then a black light rushed out of it, trying to break through the air.


    "Want to run?"


    Yang Xuan''s eyes were quick and his hands were quick. He grabbed it in his hand.


    "While it has just broken its cocoon and its wisdom has not fully awakened, quickly drop blood to recognize the Lord."


    Purgatory boy urged.


    "Good!"


    Yang Xuan dared not delay. He suddenly bit his left index finger and forced a drop of blood essence to drop on the black light.


    Buzz!


    The black light trembled a few times, and the light on it quickly converged. Yang Xuan also saw what was caught in his hand.


    A pupa, a pupa condensed from thousands of black silk.


    "Don''t they all recognize the Lord? Why haven''t they hatched yet?"


    Yang Xuan was surprised. He let out his mind and was already vaguely able to feel a happy idea from the pupa.


    "Ha ha, boy, you''ve found the treasure. This is not an ordinary soul eating demon butterfly, but the emperor of soul eating demon butterflies. It can lay eggs at any time as long as it wants."


    "Spawning?"


    "Yes, laying eggs, turning insects, cocooning and turning butterflies. This is the evolutionary mode of soul eating magic butterflies. There is no obvious difference from other insects, but they need to absorb more energy and spend more time."


    "So, if I can subdue the emperor of magic butterflies, I can control a large number of soul eating magic butterflies in the future!?"


    "Of course, a soul devouring demon butterfly may not be strong, but if it is strong enough to seize the heaven, it has to give up."


    "What, this thing is so powerful!"


    "Hum, there are gains and losses. Since the other party is the butterfly emperor, it can''t hatch without a drop of blood essence. Simply, it has already absorbed a lot of blood gas. You just need to put some more blood, and it''s estimated that it can hatch."


    "Well, I''ll try."


    Yang Xuan said and began to bleed. Originally, he thought three or five drops of blood essence would be enough. But as soon as the blood was released, it consumed more than a dozen drops.


    This is blood essence. A drop is equivalent to one tenth of the blood in his body. Fortunately, Yang Xuan has cultivated the eight gates of life and death, and his blood is almost endless. Otherwise, he would have been squeezed to dry.


    Rao is so weak now, but he gets what he pays. After absorbing ten drops of blood essence, the butterfly emperor''s pupa finally cracked and finally broke into a butterfly.


    However, this "Butterfly" is too big, which is quite different from what Yang Xuan imagined.


    It is not so much a butterfly as a person.


    Yes, standing in front of Yang Xuan, he was indeed a man of flesh and blood.


    "Yang Xuan, what have you done? Who is this man?"


    Mu Lingxue returned to her senses and hurried to Yang Xuan''s side, staring at the man who suddenly appeared in front of her.


    This is a woman, a very beautiful woman, dressed in a black floor long skirt, tall and slender, delicate and three-dimensional facial features, everything is like a masterpiece of heaven, and can''t pick out any defects.


    But unlike ordinary women, she has six pairs of dark wings on her back.


    "Hey, wake up. Do you know who I am?"


    Yang Xuan shouted, the beauty of a woman is beautiful, but he kept his eyes closed, but one thing is certain that this woman was transformed by the emperor of the demon butterfly.


    Obviously, the butterfly emperor is different from the general soul devouring demon butterfly. Once born, he can turn into a human form.


    "You are..."


    At this time, the woman woke up and looked up and down at Yang Xuan with a pair of bright and moving eyes. For such a moment, she just saluted, "see your master."


    "Master!?"


    Mu Lingxue looked at the woman and Yang Xuan. A glimmer of enlightenment flashed in her heart.


    She had also wondered why Yang Xuan had to feed * * blood to the black pupa.


    But now it seems that Yang Xuan is sacrificing and refining, making the black pupa degenerate, and finally recognizing it as the main.


    However, what makes mu Lingxue wonder is, does Yang Xuan know what a black pupa is? How dare you do this.


    Yang Xuan didn''t care about Mu Lingxue. He looked at the woman in front of him with a smile. "You are the emperor of soul eating demon butterflies. I''ll call you the emperor of butterflies in the future."


    "Thank you for giving me the name, but the master''s identity is respected. It''s not suitable to call me butterfly emperor. It''s better to call me Xiaodie."


    "Yes, yes, the name suits me very much."


    Yang Xuan smiled, nodded, and immediately asked tentatively, "that little butterfly, can you lay eggs?"


    "Yes, but there are conditions."


    "Oh, what conditions?"


    "Master''s blood essence, as long as the master feeds me enough blood essence, I can lay eggs for you."


    With these words, the butterfly emperor did not forget to lick his lower lip, as if he still had something to say about Yang Xuan''s blood essence.


    This is the strength of cultivating the eight gates of life and death. It is no exaggeration to say that Yang Xuan''s blood essence is a divine medicine. It can''t help but be full of strong blood gas. It can also improve his physique, strengthen his physique and have infinite wonderful uses.


    After only absorbing 11 drops, the butterfly emperor felt very useful. Compared with the human blood she had smoked, this is simply the most delicious delicacy in the world.


    "Well, when I recover, I''ll let you eat. Then you have to lay more eggs for me."


    Hearing Yang Xuan''s words, mu Lingxue didn''t know why she felt a little bad. It was hard to tell, but she was very uncomfortable. She immediately hummed coldly, "what do you think people are, breeding pigs?"