"Shang Hai, Dragon Bridge Pier..."Reverse Blade said with a frown. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Qin Tian's brows furrowed deeply when he heard this, "I've been there, there is no dragon breath there at all, not even demon energy, it's just a story that people have imagined." ”

"I've also gone over there to investigate, and it's true that there is no demonic energy, but this seat feels the power of the rune seal in the pillar stone, maybe it's that kind of power that overshadows the demonic energy, what do you think?"

Qin Tian's heart suddenly had a glimmer of hope in his heart, "Then I'll go and take a look." ”

"Go ahead, be careful," said Reverse Blade.

"I will, be careful."

Reverse Blade's eyes closed, and after a while, he said in a dumb voice: "Weihai doesn't have to go, they're gone." ”

Qin Tian was shocked, "You mean?" ”

"Let's go, good luck to you."

Qin Tian nodded sadly, "Accept your auspicious words." ”

Silently unfolded the sealing domain, Qin Tian flew up and went straight to Weihai, he wanted to take a look, maybe...

It turns out that he still thinks too much, the unfinished smoke and dust along the coast, the collapsed high-rise buildings, and a flattened gravel avenue in the city are all accusing him of his late arrival and powerlessness.

Feeling the strong demonic aura of going west, hearing the painful cries and incomprehensible cries of men, women, and children, Qin Tian's heart was dry for a while, I'm sorry.

Qin Tian looked in the direction of Shang Hai, roared angrily, and set off again.

The land of Shenzhou under him suddenly became in turmoil, and Qin Tian looked down, as if he saw the scene of the war period, and as if he saw the transformation of the image of the city and the countryside depicted in the political book a hundred years later.

The people of the city frantically walked out of the city, and the terrifying form of the monsters on the news on TV, the monstrous destructive ability and the inhumane killing ignited the fear that had been silent for thousands of years.

The ghosts and monsters that only exist in ancient books, the dust, water and fire that only exist in those novels, are vividly displayed around them and not far away, the smoke of gunpowder is real, and peace has always been swallowed by drunken gold, and finally today, completely dead.

The highway is jammed, and from time to time people abandon their cars and run away, causing even more congestion.

They chose to flee to the forest and to the mountains, but they didn't know that that it was the real place where they died, that was the place where the demon world really wanted to conquer, and that was the real place where the ancient demon king was killed.

The docile rabbit has red eyes, and the silent poisonous snake is light. Lick. Lips, the lobster that should have been lying in the pot and bowl raised its pincers high, and the pet dog, which had always been well-behaved, jumped up and bit off the owner's neck very skillfully and neatly.

Wailing, pain, grief, loss, wrong hand, murmuring.

The sudden end of the world intertwined these actions and moods into the main theme, a sad song, and Kyushu mourned in silence.

Qin Tian closed his ears and ran towards Shang Hai at full speed.

"There's hope, there's hope, there's hope!!"

Qin Tian comforted himself, the speed was already getting faster and faster, faster and faster, he had become a meteor, and the whole sky was his own road, and it was also an obstacle unique to him.

The wind rumbled, and the sealed domain extended red.

The front end of the enclosure was already red, like a rocket through the atmosphere, hot and about to burn itself.

Rumble!! Boom Boom Boom !!

On the far side of the sky, a faint sound of air tremors was heard.

Qin Tian looked up, and could only see the white light and fire like a meteor, and the small clusters of fireworks that bloomed and bloomed.

Whining!!

Countless battleplanes flew beside him, and under the steel wrap were ammunition and artillery fire that were about to release their destructive power.

Qin Tian knew in his heart that the power of the country had woken up.

But what's the use?

Dragons are not just behemoths, they have magical powers that ordinary people don't understand, let alone the real dragon grafted on the fox ancestor.

The little monsters in Ultraman can't even break the skin of a fighter, let alone a dragon fox? What's more, it's a terrifying suffocating existence like Yan Sheng?

There were also countless flames of light in the sky over there, and Qin Tian couldn't confirm that it was the city in the west, but what he could be sure of was that those battle records had already died before they had time to contribute their own strength.

After three seconds of silence for them, Qin Tian did not hesitate any longer and continued to gallop in the direction of Shanghai.

"There is hope!"

Qin Tian's eyes were firm, and between his frowning eyebrows, a meager hope began to be born.

Outside the city of Shanghai, the road congested into a school of returning fish is full of desperate people, some hugging each other, some holding hands, some holding the phone and not letting go, making the last phone call with the person they love the most, and some people are full of wine, pouring glass by glass.

When you get drunk and wake up, you may really find out that this is a dream, right?

Beer, white, red, and even drinking friends.

Anyway, these don't need any money, and the boss completely opened the cash cabinet, allowing the change and whole bills inside to be scattered all over the place in the scramble.

A man dressed as a homeless man opened the snakeskin bag with a happy face, and poured out all the things that lived in it, and he tried his best to fill it with money that seemed to be heavier than life.

Finally, he was full, he couldn't move, he tried to drag it out, but he couldn't.

He stopped, he looked at the TV hanging on the wall of the supermarket, and for a moment, he slowly put down the snakeskin bag in his hand, shook it twice, and cried.

Tears are pure and pure, sadness is the same heart, and despair is the same street.

Qin Tian floated down, raised his hand and raised a can of beer, he raised his hand and chuckled, he raised his hand and chuckled at the backs of the fleeing people, "Respect for peace." ”

Drink it all.

Throw off the beer cans and turn around to the destination of the trip, the Dragon Bridge Pier.

This pillar stone is very different from those gray and dusty kinds, and at a glance you know that it is born by the designer.

I saw that it was wrapped in a layer of white steel, and it was larger.

The surface is inlaid with sharp angular bright copper-colored metal, and these refined coppers are square or round, forming the shape of elegant clouds and blooming skyyang, which is very vivid.

Especially under the clouds, dragon-like creatures with fangs and claws come to life.

These dragon-like creatures were full of claws, their scales clinging to each other, their lips and teeth open, and their eyes shining like gods, as if they were about to fly out of the realm and into the sky.

The silver site at the bottom of the pile was carved into the shape of a wave, shining and shining, like the sound of a tide.

In the sea and sky, the nine bronze dragon patterns are really like coming to life, walking water and flying clouds, and the sound moves for nine days.

Great Qianyuan, the beginning of ten thousand materials. The clouds are raining, and the products are shaped.

"Dragon Bridge Pier, hey, Dragon Bridge Pier," Qin Tian sniffed deeply, and he didn't expect anything to be gained. (To be continued.) )