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The Sutra Pavilion of the Butterfly Demon Clan.

There are most of the demon methods, spells, skills and treasure cultivation books of the Butterfly Monster Clan here.

These were brought by Chen Xiaoli from the demon world.

Among the five islands, only this one has a Buddhist scripture pavilion under it. It is usually Chen Xiaoli's territory. Without her order, it is basically difficult for ordinary people to enter.

But at this time, it was very quiet here, and no one was guarding it.

"This is the Sutra Pavilion, I never thought you could open the door!"

The little girl looked at Yang Tian in surprise.

"Is this door hard to open?"

Wu Zetian asked.

The little girl nodded: "Except for the Palace Master, no one can open her. Even some veterans and elders in our clan have to go through the Palace Master before they can enter the Scripture-Depository Pavilion for inspection."

"Yang Tian, ​​how did you open it just now?"

When Wu Zetian heard this, he looked at Yang Tian curiously.

Yang Tian had already put away the holy bead, he said lightly: "Let's go in."

"Hmm!" The little girl looked closely at Yang Tian, ​​with a trace of admiration in her eyes. It was probably the first time she had seen someone like Yang Tian: "It is full of scriptures of the butterfly clan, except for the palace master. , Anyone can only stay inside for half a minute, after half a minute, the door will be deadlocked, if it is too late to come out, they will be trapped in the phantom space inside."

"Is there such a setting?"

Wu Zetian frowned.

"Once the door is deadlocked and the people inside have not come out, he will die! Even the palace master cannot open the locked door within 49 days, which is enough for a trapped person to die. Those inside died."

The little girl said seriously.

Yang Tian nodded, his figure flashed, and he had already slipped into the scripture storage pavilion.

He wants to put all the scriptures inside into the mustard ring in a short time.

His time is only half a minute.

Meet!

With a wave of Yang Tian's hand, a holy light shone from his body and exploded in the scripture storage pavilion.

Then, Yang Tian made one after another divine talisman in mid-air, and hit the surrounding books cracklingly.

In a short time, Yang Tian quickly put all these books into the mustard ring.

After finishing all this, he withdrew from the scripture storage pavilion, and the time was only half a minute passed.

When he came out, the little girl immediately glanced into the Scripture-Depository Pavilion, and soon she was startled: "Big brother, you actually took all the books in the Scripture-Depository Pavilion away?"

"Ah."

Yang Tian fell to the ground.

"These scriptures should be all the cultivation resources of the Butterfly Clan!"

Wu Zetian hurried up.

"I'm afraid if the Palace Master finds out, he will be furious!"

The little girl said nervously.

"It's okay, your palace master is our enemy."

Yang Tian said lightly, and then walked outside, and the spirit gate behind him closed with a bang, and everything returned to dead silence, as if nothing had happened.

"Ling'er, let's go too."

Wu Zetian said to this little girl named Lan Huling.

The little girl followed with a pale face.

Yang Tian quickly returned to Lan Humei's room. At this time, Lan Humei hadn't come back yet, so Yang Tian set up a magic circle around the room, and then he opened the mustard ring, intending to put all the scriptures inside. come out.

But soon, a mutation occurred!

I saw that when these scriptures were poured out, they all turned into pieces of smoke, and then dispersed.

Seeing this, Wu Zetian and the little girl were shocked, and a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes: "What's going on? Have all the scriptures melted?"

Yang Tian was also very surprised.

These scriptures searched from Zangshu Pavilion actually melted like this?

He still wants to do some research.

Yang Tian hurriedly closed the mustard ring, thinking that this would protect the books in the mustard ring, but everything was in vain, and all the scriptures in the mustard ring turned into patches of mist, which dispersed into the air, and soon Soon disappeared without a trace.

"All the books are gone!"

The little girl's eyes were full of disappointment.

Yang Tian shook his head: "Perhaps these books can only be read by you butterfly monsters. Most people will melt them if they touch them."

He used his spiritual sense to probe into the mustard ring, only to find that a scripture was pressed at the bottom, and the other scriptures had already melted into vapor, but this one scripture was preserved very well.

Yang Tian took the book out of the mustard ring.

The book was glowing with bursts of golden light, making it look very sacred.

Both the little girl and Wu Zetian were surprised: "Didn't it all melt? Why is there still such a scripture?"

"I don't know what's going on."

Yang Tian picked up the scripture and opened it immediately.

But seeing a burst of dazzling light emanating from inside, Yang Tian was so illuminated that he couldn't open his eyes for a while.

But soon, the burst of light dissipated, and Yang Tian frowned when he saw the situation inside.

Because this scripture is blank inside.

There is no text.

"Yang Tian, ​​what kind of scripture is this?" Wu Zetian hurriedly leaned forward, seeing that the scripture was blank, she frowned: "It's strange, what kind of scripture is this? There are no words at all."

"Impossible. The scriptures of our Butterfly Clan are all accumulated. It is impossible that there will be no words."

The little girl said hastily.

Yang Tian used his spiritual consciousness to probe into the scriptures, and clearly felt a heavy sense of inspiration.

It was only for a moment, but he couldn't see the words in the book.

He shook his head, put the book away, and said, "Let's study it later, Lan Humei is back..."

"Blue Butterfly is back?"

The little girl's expression changed.

Yang Tian opened the mustard ring and let the little girl Lan Hueling enter it. After doing all this, the door opened, and Lan Humei walked in with a tired face: "What are you two still doing in a daze? Come and serve me! "

"Master, where have you been? Why do you look so tired?"

Wu Zetian hurried up.

"It's the Blue Butterfly Spirit! We joined forces with other factions and searched everywhere, but we couldn't find the Blue Butterfly Spirit! She is infected now, and if she can't find it, something will happen soon. I'm afraid our Butterfly Clan They will all be bloodbathed!"

Lan Humei's face was solemn and authentic.

"It's not really that serious, is it? Just one infection has such terrifying power?"

Yang Tian asked.

"Of course! In our demon world, this is called a blood change! It's very scary. We have already notified the Palace Master, and the Palace Master should leave the customs early!"

Blue Butterfly said beautifully.