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Karimdo Great Plains,.

If the Kingdom of Francis is the artistic center of the kingdom of mankind, the city of Microrentina is undoubtedly the artistic capital of the Kingdom of Francis.

The scenery here is beautiful, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and there are countless human and elven masters, who study the topics related to art and beauty all year round, and anything closely related to art will only be evaluated here in a truly perfect way.

Tonight, Prince Lehmann of the Kingdom of François exhibited a new collection of flowers at the National Museum of Fine Arts of Microrentine, the "Green Capsule Flower", and invited all the masters of the city of Microrentine to come and enjoy this stunning world.

"Green sac flower" is rare in the world, and it is said that it only blooms on the night of the full moon in midsummer every year, and withers in a moment; The fragrance of the flower color is beautiful, and it is the best in the world.

What's even more peculiar is that every time the "green sac flower" is in full bloom, a delicate and exquisite fibula poem with a lingering fragrance will naturally appear on the petals.

At present, the world has spread "once been a horse, but unfortunately I never caught up with you, and now I am a flute, and the green plum that is blown is verdant." This poem is copied from the "green sac flower", so the world calls the green capsule "poetry flower".

This kind of strange flower has been extinct in the Aegean Continent for many years, and the famous grass "Qilu grass" that dances with music and sings the sound of nature by itself, and is called the peerless Shuangshu.

Prince Lehmann's ability to find this rare flower greatly shook the art scene in the city of Microrentenna.

Even Master Titian, the most famous great painter in the kingdom of mankind, also left behind the creation of the peerless painting "Saints", and rushed to the National Museum of Art in the city of Microrentine this evening, just to see the beauty of the legendary "poetic flower" - God is pitiful, Master Titian has been living in seclusion in the mountains for nearly two years in order to create, and rejected including Pope Paul; Maldini was graciously invited.

Like all the masters, Titian struggled to hold back his anger before listening to Prince Lyman's rambling account of how he led his knightly servants. How and how to defeat ferocious Warcraft. How to climb the cliff and dig back the experience of this famous flower.

When the "green sac flower" planted in the precious Far Eastern blue and white porcelain jar was carried onto the exhibition stand by four beautiful girls dressed in splendid embroidery, the anger of the masters disappeared in an instant.

Only the Lord God of the Underworld can create such beautiful flowers!

Even by glancing at the budding buds, the masters even felt that they were blaspheming this divine flower!

In the middle of the moon, the beautiful buds quietly unfurled, as lazy as a beauty after a nap, and the entire National Museum of Art was suddenly silent, and the needles could be heard.

I don't know how much later, countless pairs of fiery eyes have even seen those thick black handwriting on the petals. The green sac buds that bloomed slowly suddenly fell with a rich fragrance, and one petal fell to the ground quietly.

In the midst of the uproar, Master Titian got up and picked up a petal with a trembling hand.

The beautiful petals with the large mouth of the bowl are rapidly withering, and you can still see a clear line of beautiful Aegean universal text of dragon flying and phoenix dancing - "His Majesty Kao through the ages"

A drop of slowly flowing dew from the petals rolled down the palm of Titian's hand, clear and cold.

"These must be the tears of the green sac."

The master of art who is full of tears is also such an art when he thinks.

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Tel Aviv, the land of ice and snow.

Snow particles and howling winds wreak havoc on the white expanse of land, home to the cold.

On top of the endless snowfield, there are ice and snow houses that are three times high and look like tombs. These igloos were made of huge ice bricks weighing a thousand pounds each, and without the ladder-like power of the berserkers of the northern kingdoms, it would have been a dream.

Jian Yi's sweet thick ice edges drooped under the eaves, the fog pine was full of sleds, and the fat snow dolphin oil and lamp moss lit up the bean-like lights, not afraid of the wind. How wild the snow is, persistently bright.

The black and pressed Tel Aviv berserkers dressed in snow-white bear skins and bare rock-like pectoral muscles focused on the vast glacier of the four wilds, staring up at the huge thick lightning falling from the clouds in the far southern sky against the mesmerizing wind and ice, and looking at the huge thick lightning falling from the clouds in the far southern sky, with reverence.

This lightning bolt was so dazzling in the dark night sky, like a giant sword piercing the sky.

"This is the anger that only Thor has!? An elderly berserker with small eyes, crutches, bird feathers and bone ornaments, looking south with his shriveled pupils, must have looked in the same way as his tone: "The messenger of Odin is calling for the help of loyal Tel Aviv berserkers!" We need to find our messenger! ”

The Kingdom of Beamon, the royal city of Shabak.

Greck; His Majesty looked up at the starry sky with a pale face.

A huge thorn bird with a blue glow like a mountain and water, dragging its long tail feathers that dissipated a little fluorescence, flapped its wings under the champa and flew over, scattering even more, and the stars were like rain.

The thorn bird sang a heartbreaking and mournful song. Finally, it dissipated in the moonlight, turning into wisps of blue star shavings, like the Hyper Milky Way falling into the Aegean.

In the history of Beamon, only when the dragon sat back and watched Kochis die in battle, did this kind of vision appear between heaven and earth, and in the "Hippopotamus Epic", this is the so-called "swan song of the thorn bird".

The lament of the thorn bird represents the fall of a talented natural soul singer.

Greck; His Majesty was cold.

Elder Cech, the flower elf, was already in shock.

In the sky above the "Sea of Silence" in the basin valley, countless lightning pillars thicker than thousand-year-old trees snaked down from the vortex black clouds one after another, and slammed into the camp of the Demon Air Force with the momentum of Taimurraya cover!

The silver and dazzling pillar of electricity was surrounded by cyan flames from hell, which were the sacrificial flames that burned souls from the depths of hell.

In the midst of the dancing of the electric pillars in the sky, there were four towering giants dressed in pure gold armor. With a solemn and solemn face, holding twenty-four golden bells in his hand, with a colorful glow, he suddenly appeared from the sky, and bent down together in the demon queue and turned into a monstrous sea of fire.

The Southern Cross Forest is as bright as day at the moment, and the dazzling bright light can make people instantly blind! The overwhelming hot temperature made Elder Cech, who was still on the ground two miles away, cover his eyes with his hands, and his whole body exuded a burning sensation of being burned!

Twenty-four overlapping seas of fire gathered into a vortex like an ocean current, spinning in a circle in the demon army, incinerating everything that could be incinerated and spewing into the sky into the sky, this flame fountain was so thick in diameter that people could have witnessed volcanic eruptions in ancient times.

At the same time, in the wetland below the Demon Air Force, a giant vine with branches like Roman stone pillars broke through the soil on the ground and flew straight into the sky, entangled every demon warrior within reach!

The vines were covered with sharp wooden thorns the thickness of the wrist. The texture of non-gold and non-iron flashed with a layer of demonic cyan coldness, forming a sea of guns and halberds, one after another, piercing the sky and darkness, like a giant tentacle sucker that the undersea overlord squid chooses and devours, like an evil Jiao with its head out of a hole!

With their backs to the champas, the red dazzling flame fountain finally turned into two beautiful women with their feet picking lotuses, wearing gold rings in their hands, and a little red mole on their eyebrows, and the two women opened their eyes together

Eyes, sad eyes, crystal tears and petals sprinkled together, slowly turned into nothingness, and finally dissipated into a red glow on the horizon.

Even though they were two miles away, Elder Cech's heart trembled even if he looked at the strange roaring pillars of lightning, the swirling flames, and the thorny vines that roamed the sky like a giant python.

Shattered, charred, pierced...

Glaring. It's hot, it's whistling...

Meat crumbs and blood flew in the sky like powder, and the devil let out a roar of excitement in hell!

This is no longer the basin valley of the Ocean of Flowers, this is a slaughterhouse from the bottom of the abyss of hell!

In the dim moonlight, a giant thorn bird crossed the heavens and finally sang a sentimental song to the world.

Beside Elder Cech, there was a thick black shadow that could not be dissolved, gradually writhing and struggling in the illusory fluctuations, forming a clear human form.

The evening breeze blew away the black mist and the fishy smell in the air, and Liu Zhenzhen clenched his hands into fists and suddenly appeared.

At this moment, all the wildflowers in the basin were powerlessly freed from the shackles of the flower pedicles and withered away.

Liu Zhenzhen slowly let go of his right hand, and in the clenched cyan palm because of nervousness, there was a round pearl and a shining pyramid-shaped gem.

In the center of the crystal clear gem, there is a scaled miniature Liu Zhenzhen, this small person is twisting violently, curling up his hands and feet, and moving mechanically.

A crack spread from the small person's skull to the lower body, and exploded into a pile of debris.

The originally transparent and clear gem suddenly became cloudy at this moment, and countless bubbles of milky white mist filled the inside of the gem.

In the end, Liu Zhenzhen had an extra pyramid-shaped white stone in his hand.

The world-famous, how many people are crazy about the "Cagallid Gem", the life-saving stone, is ultimately just an ordinary stone.

It took a great deal of effort for the elder Cech to twist his neck, his body trembling violently, as if he had been soaked in the cold water for 10,000 years, and the loss of his blood-colored lips made the old man tremble like an old coffin that could burp at any moment.

"You're ruthless enough...... Elder Cech finally couldn't control his strongly twisted legs, and sat down on the ground, looking at His Majesty the Kao with a frightened look in his eyes.

Elder Cech could not help but be horrified, and when His Majesty grabbed him by the collar and snatched the "Kagallid Jewel" from his hand before his head could react, before he could react to what was going on, he saw a terrible massacre in the sky two miles away!

Three Dreadlords!

A fallen angel!

Four Winged Demon Knights!

Ten Skeleton Dragon Witches!

Thousands of demon elite warriors!

Such a powerful force all disappeared in this instant, and not even the bones were left, leaving only a thick blood mist as thick as a mountain mist floating in the air!

"In order to distinguish myself from the hole cards, there are people in the background, I have to be more ruthless and black!" Liu Zhenzhen smiled and tucked the scrapped "Kagalid Gem" into his arms.

An Ruida on the side gasped violently, staring at Liu Zhenzhen without blinking, full of disbelief - she didn't know who the magic air force was, but she could feel how powerful that group of imposing visitors were! There are people in this world who can kill them all in one look!

Liu Zhenzhen raised his left hand, and the garbage pack on the quark multi mercury gloves captured the blood mist wafting in the air, condensed into bundles at a speed that was discernible to the naked eye, and quietly formed a blood-colored dragon, winding and circling on his left arm.

"Why? Why? Elder Cech still couldn't figure it out, his eyes were wide open, and he muttered to himself in disbelief, as if to ask His Majesty the Kao: "What the hell is this?" Impossible! How could it be that a single Beamon sacrifice could kill so many strong hands...... The combined power of these demons can kill three saints...... How could it be possible to release so many magic ...... all of a sudden?"

Liu Zhenzhen didn't bother to care about this stupid person, and a cold sweat broke out thick behind his back, and now he was a little cold.

This time it was really a back and forth on the tip of the knife! Others looked at the infinite scenery, only Lao Liu himself understood in his heart how hung this time was!

In the battle of the ancient city of Huye, he witnessed the tragic death of countless Beamon soldiers in the sea of ants, and saw countless bloody sacrifices dedicating their lives, Liu Zhenzhen, like any conscientious and bloody Beamon, thought of desperately at that moment!

If it weren't for that time, he would definitely not have been able to comprehend this ultimate battle song of Beamon's sacrifice, "The Last Elegy - Star Goes Chain Lightning"!

But then again, he just thinks about this kind of thing, and he is also a person who drags his family, so he really didn't force him to that job, and he won't do it.

So this war song of life has become the only war song that he has comprehended on his own, but has never announced to the public - there is really no glory in publicizing this matter, and it can't be experimented, so it can't be sung and seen, right?

He has always claimed that Hui Fei Lengcui wants to invent and create in the ancient city of Huye, in fact, it is the idea of "Life War Song Scroll", but this matter is a bit suspenseful, in case he is killed by the scroll, it is really a joke, and after he came back, he happened to be busy with the phantom beast, and he didn't care about the trial production for the time being.

Maybe even Liu Zhenzhen didn't expect that the Battle Song of Life would really come in handy one day - this opportunity that struck him was a "Cagallid Gem"!