Zhang Chao nodded, his expression revealed a solemnity, it was a sadness to not be able to control his fate, especially when dealing with an existence that he could not match and could not guess. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Hiko stared at his eyes tightly, without blinking, and after a moment he stubbornly shook his head: "No, I'm going to be with you." ”

Zhang Chao smiled: "It's not life and death, it's just a matter of a few minutes, why are you reluctant to part with me for a moment?"

Hiko's eyes were sharp: "You're lying to me." ”

Zhang Chaoqiang smiled: "How can it be? There is really no danger, you think about it, I have the soul of the dignified Hades King Osiris in my hands, this guy is completely in our hands and the tiger falls into Pingyang, if he is in his heyday, it will not be a problem for me to kill you at all." ”

"With a sacrifice of this quality, even the god of death Qianjue will definitely be satisfied, and maybe even add some rewards to me......"

Zhang Chao said as he spoke, looking at Yan Ling's eyes, he couldn't say anything, so he had to sigh: "I didn't lie to you, it's just that this is an ideal state, and I don't have a problem if Qianjue doesn't buy it." ”

Yan grabbed Zhang Chao's hand tightly and said word by word: "Don't let me go, okay?"

Zhang Chao glanced at Shivana with some hesitation, and nodded after a while: "I'll go and arrange a small enchantment and hide Shivana inside, the god of death represents the end of the twilight, but the newborn is like the newborn sun, and the meeting between the two will definitely have a bad impact on Shivana's future." ”

"No, I don't. Yan waved his hand, and a few wisps of holy flame fell, and suddenly turned into a light mask, softly enveloping Shivana in it.

"Good means. Zhang Chao praised, this mask seems simple, but in fact, the defense is extremely strong, and it can even be called a space of its own, it is impossible to open it under the legend, even ordinary legends need to work hard.

Moreover, the holy flame itself is a strong energy, extremely active, but at this time, it has turned into a healing power that nourishes life in Hiko's hands, and Shivana not only does not feel anything strange when she stays inside, but it is like returning to her mother's body, which is the most suitable nursery for Shivana.

However, Zhang Chao also saw that although he inherited part of Anastasia's memories, Yan was still a little rusty with Sivana and was not close, after all, the memories were not fused but were like books for others to read, just like watching the life of a second person.

Although the relationship between the two was better than that of the stranger they had met for the first time, Hiko still didn't like the little girl very much, especially after Anastasia noticed in her memory that she had been with her on the night when she was very similar to someone.

It's just that Zhang Chao can't argue about this matter, he is confused, and insisting on calculating it can only bring trouble.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chao's mood was even worse, and after trying to calm down, he left with Yan, their speed was very fast, as an existence at least in the middle of the legend, even if it was an instantaneous thing, it was not impossible.

Eventually, they came to a mass grave, where the tombstones were lying crookedly on the ground, the bones of the grave twisted in the pit, and the soaked water soaked them in yellow, rotting away....... The crow crowed in the branches, and Zhang Chao knew that it was not a crow, but a raven that symbolized death.

"Death is coming. Zhang Chao and Yan communicated with their divine senses, while trying to feel the divine power in it, he was incapable of peeping before, this time he wanted to see which of the fourth rank of the god of death Qianjue was.

Yan nodded, as a Seraph, she is also equivalent to the existence of God, but she has no Godhead, she belongs to another Shinto, if God is still there, she may still be subject to people, but now God is obviously gone, even if she is still there, she can't care about how many layers of time and space, how many light years away.

A pale whirlpool suddenly appeared on top of a dry grave, as if it were made up of countless bones entangled, and it looked terrifying and eerie, and the temperature in the air immediately dropped to freezing, and countless Xiaoice beads and frost began to condense on the branches and tombstones.

Yan instinctively sensed a powerful threat, and the blazing holy flame was about to burst out of his body.

The attributes of the Seraphic Angel are different from the Grim Reaper, which represents death, and once they meet, they instinctively want to divide the winner and loser, but before Zhang Chao can stop it, the Holy Flame that shrouded Yan let out a wail, and instantly rolled into Yan's body, and Yan's face instantly turned pale.

"Calm down. Zhang Chao passed the sound and stood quietly in front of Yan.

Hikiko nodded in shock, she didn't mean to do it, it was from the power of the will that remained in her body.

Although Michael no longer knows where he is, the holy light in Yan's body, as a battle angel and the power of the vice monarch of the heavenly kingdom, naturally will not bow to any heretical power, but Yan's strength is limited, and the power of the Seraphic Angel did not react for a while, instinctively wanting to provoke, and as a result, he was taught to be a human in an instant.

But this is also a good thing, the unruly power is not as good as the power of the arm and finger after all, by this lesson, the power of the Seraphs will be more tame, the strong clash is a line away, often the difference between this line will determine life and death.

But whether it is Yan or Zhang Chao, there is no half joy on their faces, although they have long expected that the gap between them and the god of death is very far, but they are still shocked by the cruel reality, they are also gods, and the gap is inevitably too big.

I saw that on the tombstone that was originally empty, a black wolf was already sitting there, grinning, and sneering: "Long time no see, little one." ”

The white sheep came out from behind him, floating in the air, and waved his little hooves with interest: "Long time no see, little one." ”

Two very different voices sounded together, the former was rough and rich, the latter was crisp and thorough, but it was like a piano and a harmonious sound, with an indescribable sense of harmony.

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Suddenly there were ripples in the sky, and colorful dragons streaked through the sky and fell into the world.

Birds and beasts scattered, and trees fell.

The dragon's majesty was revealed, and no creature, human or beast, dared to face the majesty of the dragon.

In the center of the seven-colored dragon, one of the largest dragons raised its head and roared, "The breath of the evil dragon is gone here. ”

An adult mountain dragon roared, "We ask the elders to search for the dragon. ”

The largest dragon shook his head: "The dragon has been severely injured by the elders, and it is already at the end of its crossbow, if we have to ask the elders to help, it will inevitably seem that we are too wasteful." ”

The other grumpy Purgatory Fire Dragon roared, "That's right, in my opinion, just burn this forest with a single fire, and no matter how proficient that evil dragon is in the method of concealment, it will never be possible to escape with two drags!"

The seven-colored dragons are naturally not all four-colored dragons, there are also some wurms among them, such as frost dragons, thunder dragons and the like, although the various groups of the dragon clan are generally old and dead, but the half-dragon people have violated the law of the dragon clan, and they should be hunted down by the dragon clan.

This is a testimony and a judgment.

After all, the evil dragon was born from the Sky Dragon, and if it was said that the bloodline was more noble than them, and he was more ancestoral, if it wasn't for the big mistake of giving birth to a half-dragon man, they wouldn't dare to deal with him at all.