(Thank you to the book friend Saint Hui Yao, Dao Dao Shuai for the reward, I forgot to say sorry earlier, but no one is interested in our reset?) Then we're going to try to open a new book.)

The power of the ghost clan is the strongest, this is almost a rule.

In the land of the 11th district, the term oni has a special meaning, and it is not a dead thing such as a resentful ghost in other lands, but a monster with a blue face, fangs, and horns, and its status in Japanese mythology is equivalent to that of an evil dragon in Western stories.

In a way, there is a certain close relationship between ghosts and dragons, for example, in the world of dragons, all ghosts are Deadpools who have failed to evolve, and all Japanese gods are either dragons or hybrids.

The object of Hua Fan's power catharsis this time is not an incompletely evolved reptilian monster, on the contrary, this is a perfect creature that has reached the top of the fourth branch of the evolutionary tree, a terrifying creature with a sense of strength and beauty.

The moment the invisible hand touched, the Ibaraki Kafan knew that he was wrong, it was very wrong, the touch was completely wrong, and it didn't feel like a human goblin or an ordinary youkai in his hand.

She felt like she was holding a ghost directly, to be precise, a ghost king-level thing, like a Cuixiang, no, from the perspective of height, it should be more like Yongyi grabbed in her hand, every cell in her body was trembling, not fear but excitement, this is the aggressive nature of the ghost clan, and when you meet a strong enemy, you can't help but go up to challenge, and you can't restrain the idea of fighting in your heart.

The dragon roared angrily, and with both hands, he directly broke the immortal technique of the Hua fan.

"It's really hard to do, and so many years of retreat might be wasted."

There was some regret in the words, but what could only be seen from her face was a faint smile, and the uncontrollable smile gradually overflowed her face, it had been a long time since she had met such an interesting enemy.

The strong duel between the powers couldn't help but make her mind drift back to the past era, the era of the Four Ghost Kings, when her hand was not injured at that time, and the biggest entertainment every day was to play wrestling with Cuixiang and them.

The power of the ghost king far exceeds that of ghosts.,The gap and ghosts are as big as ordinary monsters.,If you don't get it right, you'll get a ghost to die.,So there's only a few people she can fight with.,After leaving there, you can't find an existence that can play happily.,It's either a grim reaper who is difficult to deal with or a monster with a strange ability that never fights head-on.。

Over time, even she herself was about to forget how she used to live.

It's just that her body hasn't forgotten the feeling of this hot blood.

Falling from the air where they couldn't focus, their feet stepped on the land of interpretation, and the oni clan on the ground were the strongest, and they could exert their strength beyond their own limits when they stepped on the ground.

"Immortal? Move mountains! ”

Although she said the name of the immortal art on her mouth, Hua Fan's body did not have any spiritual power flowing, she just raised her hand and grabbed it on the house next to her.

There are no mountains in the world, but there are many houses, and such a completely uninhabited house is a great weapon.

The weight was moderate, the weather was good, the visibility was good, and the fan that easily lifted the house directly threw the three-story house in its hand, and the incalculable weight was fired like a super-large cannonball, squeezing and discharging all the air along the road, breaking through the sound barrier, and reaching the dragon before the sound.

Meteorite hits the Earth?

No!

The house is melting, and although the main structure is made of wood, the weight of the house can only be measured in tons is not a small item, but from the perspective of the Ibaraki fan, something like a miracle has happened.

The golden-red flames are burning, forming a barrier around the dragons, and within a range of five meters, it is the god who defines everything, all matter can be burned, and even the existence of matter itself will collapse when the temperature reaches a certain level.

The house turned into black charcoal at a speed visible to the naked eye, then quickly turned to black ash, and finally turned into gas and fell on the dragon's face, which was not painful at all.

"It's a terrible monster, but this is just the beginning, can you keep up with me?"

Hua Fan began to run, the hem of the cheongsam began to fly, and her hands kept touching the house next to her, this time she really used her spiritual power.

What are you kidding, how can a guy who is covered in fire have a simple power fight, she is not an immortal bird, and that level of temperature is very painful.

Therefore, the real immortal art was used, and the simplest imperial skills and the most violent equipment became deadly moves.

In an instant, the sky was filled with flying houses, like a city in the sky, as if a city had fallen, and countless houses turned into raindrops, and turned into stray arrows and sharp swords falling from the sky.

Dragons can't digest so many attacks at once, after all, he is not a real king, and the true meaning of being comparable to a king in some aspects is that there are still many places that are not comparable to a real king, such as the real King of Bronze and Fire Here, his anger will spray into the sky for thousands of meters, enveloping the entire city, and reshaping the face of this land.

Jumping and rolling, dexterity is not like this giant humanoid body can have, the body of the dragon definitely has more than strength, dexterity and speed are at the forefront of history.

"It's not over yet."

Hua Fan stopped, and controlled the house with both hands, the royal object is not simply smashing things down, control and adjustment is the king.

So the moment the dragon leaped up, it had already fallen into the trap of the Ibaraki fan, and all the houses came to a standstill from under the state of free fall, defying the laws of nature.

Make a fist and clench!

Hundreds of houses seemed to be tied with invisible silk threads, perfectly obeying the command of the fan, turning from static, and in an instant from the immobile mountain to the collapsed snow layer, but not all of them went downward.

It's a convergence that starts with dragons as the center.

Squeeze and crush, the most violent move is also the most powerful.

Hundreds of tons of wood and stones were terrifying, and even the flames around them could not be digested immediately, and the dull sound seemed as if a train had crashed into a mountain, splashing out with the blood and stumps of dragons.

At the same time, there are a lot of houses that fly out, even if the Chinese fan operates so many at one time, such a heavy thing is very difficult, so I don't pay much attention to the details.

A house smashed at Kaguya's feet, the same scene that the Moon Princess had seen when she entered.

Wiping the fine sweat on his head, Hua Fan exhaled softly: "It's finally done, the vital signs have been reduced to the minimum, and then just give him the last blow." ”

Although it seems that the process of fighting is not long, but it is also because she has designed it well, and it is relative not to know it, Hua Fan did not expect the power of the dragons, and the dragons could not tell what kind of dragon or half-blood she was, and she was trapped in the rock by accident.

Hua Fan glanced at the huge spherical accumulation floating in the sky, got up and flew over.

Why fight?

Because of survival?

Because of the pursuit?

Or is it because of ridiculous feelings?

No, it's all wrong, because battle has long been engraved in the blood, and it is better to die than to be crazy, and dragons without strength do not even need to live.

So why is it hurting so much?

It's been a long time since I've hurt like this, and the last time I tried to challenge the insurmountable throne was when I tried to do so.

All dragons have a common ancestor, the great Black King Nidhogg, and the four kings created by the Black King himself have powers that other dragons cannot imagine, and any transgression is wishful thinking and delusion.

But he was not reconciled.

Why can that stupid guy sit on the throne!

Why can that cowardly dead imp stand at the top of the bronze series!

He was not reconciled, he was angry!

Resentment turned into power that filled his body.

Hua Fan felt right, the dragon was dying, and his physical condition was very poor, but there was a white silk thread behind him that was transporting the vitality of the human beings who had strayed into the Nibelungen, the broken flesh and blood were reunited, and the consciousness was regaining consciousness.

Death to all who offend the wrath of the king!

Hua Fan stopped and frowned.

Something came, something very bad happened.

In her perception, the momentum of the giant stone star in front of her is constantly rising, the stone is a dead thing, so the only one with such momentum is that strange monster.

Ominous black smoke is filling, look closely at these are some very fine black particles, the Nibelungen projection of the past human world iron is decomposing, kitchen knives, spatulas, hoes, sickles, the whole human world is no exception, all like soldiers who have heard the king's order, frantically rushing out to defend their king, even if they abandon their own lives.

Soon this black ominousness was no longer confined to metal, the Nibelungen was an alchemical paradise, where every inch of land was the so-called Philosopher's Stone, the so-called dead metal, with properties incomparable to that of living metal.

Every inch of land can be used, it is a disaster, and the humans who have managed to escape the tentacles of death have lost their foothold one by one, and they are about to crash head-on into the black tornado that is gradually taking shape.

As if the apocalyptic scene recorded in the myth, the sky was raining death, the world lost all its color, and the black tornado swept the entire Nibelungen, and a large number of cracks appeared in the Nibelungen, which was originally unstable because of the passage through the world, the sound was swallowed, the light was swallowed, and the black spatial cracks were everywhere.

A floating child looked desperately at the black tornado in front of him, and a large tree in front of him had been shattered to pieces.

In the nick of time, a hand reached out and took her hand.

The blue and white shrine maiden Sanae ginseng!

She said that if you put on the amulet of Shouya Shrine, you will be fine, and if you say something, you must do it as a shrine maiden!

"Suwako-sama!"

"I see."

There are still hundreds of people floating in the sky, and Sanae alone will not come back.

This kind of good time to collect faith is when the gods manifest themselves.

Suwa's hand pressed to the ground, converging into a circle, and a huge frog jumped out, swallowing everyone in one gulp, and then disappeared into thin air.

"That's fine, this guy is really exaggerating, in order to defeat the opponent, is this going to drag this small world directly to the funeral?"

The hat on Suwako's head showed a puzzled expression, which indicated that dragons with normal minds could not understand at all.

Isn't it normal to use control of the world to drive out all the other people who threaten it?