Dragon, the spring equinox ascends to the sky, and the autumn equinox dives into the abyss. Can be dark and bright, can be fine and giant, the elder of the scale insects.

And when it roars, its sound is like a copper plate, the thunderstorm is obscure, and the sound is like a cow's roar. Its shape has pearls on its jaw and beard on its mouth. Its throat is inverted with scales, and its head is full of mountains. The dragon, the king of the four beasts. The big one is the clouds and the mist, the small one is hidden in the mustard form, the rise is soaring between the universe, and the hidden is lurking in the end of the waves.

The varieties of dragons have been subdivided since ancient times: green dragon, Ying dragon, dragon, dragon, fire dragon, horned dragon, cloud dragon, wanglong, walking dragon, mirage......

The mural that Wang Hao is facing is a five-clawed golden dragon engraved in the painting. The colorful phoenix comes to the ceremony, and the golden dragon dances in spring. This golden dragon soars above the clouds, making a shuttle, and seems to be enjoying itself. Wang Hao's understanding has always been very good, but the mystery in this picture is actually a little confusing.

Just when he was about to stalemate, suddenly there was a supernatant Xuan Qi in the body, which flowed to the five internal organs and six internal organs, and also turned the whole body.

It's a breath of supernatant qi that Shangzhi Chao Gelu injected into his body before!

Suddenly, the mural Wang Hao saw was no longer a mural, but a moving dynamic picture.

With a "bang", Wang Hao suddenly found that the place he was in at the moment was actually a vast and boundless flat land, and the mountains in the distance were green, blue and magnificent, the sky was clear and blue, and the white clouds were long, and at a glance there was a sense of free and heroic majesty in the northwest.

"Roar—"

A dragon's roar suddenly came from a distance, as soon as I heard the dragon's roar in the distance, the sky was cloudy, the twilight was stinking, and the surroundings were dim for a moment, and faintly began to have a feeling of black clouds crushing the city and wanting to destroy it.

The second heard a dragon's roar, when it was far away and when it was near, the earth cracked, the mountains and rocks flew wildly, the sky was divided tragically, and the original layers of mountains and mountains were wiped out in an instant, turning into endless withered grass and then withering and dying.

"Roar roar-" three listen to the dragon's roar, the river is high and the water is high, the Qingchuan River has made a comeback, Hanyang planted trees in the West Sea and disappeared, the co-workers went crazy, the mountains of Buzhou were knocked down and destroyed, the grass was green, and the parrot island was wiped out. The earth "Kala" was broken, and the originally dark black clouds were rumbling at this moment, and thunder was spreading everywhere

Listen to the roar of the loudest voice, the lamp and candle overturned, the era flows backwards, the long river of time swims back, reluctant to give up day and night, the rules and order of the world have been chaotic, there is no way of heaven, no more humanity, no more way.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs, and saints are unkind, and people are dogs.

Under such a general trend, a few dragon roars actually have the power to change time, space and the world.

Wang Hao stood in the center of the world, but he was in the mural, but he didn't see the golden dragon from beginning to end, only four sounds, only four dragon roars, the sound of the pipa broke Hei Jiangqiu, and the dragon roared and died silently.

When the earth cracked, even Wang Hao could not escape this inevitable death, and was immersed in the black hole, exiled, isolated, abandoned, and abandoned......

A sound makes everything in the world lose color, two will cause the earth to break, the sea will flow backwards, three will lead countless orders to bend their waists, and the fourth will actually have the power to change the way of heaven!!

What is the origin of this golden dragon??

The beauty of mountains and rivers is picturesque, dazzling, and competing to open.

It's a pity that because of Fang Fang's violent commotion, not only Wang Hao saw it

Gone, along with all the creatures of this world, they can no longer be seen.

Since it is such a powerful exercise, what can destroy a world is how it can still be a tool of one's own body, and how can it still be used for one's own body? ?

Wang Hao shouted unwillingly in his heart: Why??why??

Since you can make the world lose color for "Golden Power", why do you make such a gesture and such a general trend, and who can understand it!!!

But the earth, the slanting wind and drizzle were silent, Wang Hao's tightly closed eyelashes trembled slightly, and he suddenly saw a seed in his mind.

The seed did not look like a seed, but like a small pebble, quietly hidden in the depths of the universe, not rooting or germinating, but only wrapping itself in a hard shell, as if even the entire epoch had nothing to do with it.

Gradually, really, one epoch died, and another epoch followed suit, and the birth of each epoch after withering will be countless times weaker than the previous era.

The seed swallowed everything along with the shattered shower, but it was still like a lonely and indifferent spectator, ruthlessly not interfering in the decline and change of any era.

"Hey—"

Who is the sigh from a distant planet?

In the haze, a young man in a Taoist robe, stepping on a shattered planet, hunted from the depths of the universe, with a little regret on his face, "You are really ruthless, let one era after another disappear like this, but never interfere." ”

The seed is still silent, all this happens, it has nothing to do with him, if it really wants to be investigated, it should be these creatures who pay for it, and the initiator has no aftermath.

The man gently held the seed in the palm of his hand, stroked the proud seed once, and said with some regret and preciousness, "I finally found you in so many places, you should go back with me." ”

The seed remained silent, as if hesitating.

As soon as the picture turned, a big fat chicken with a fat butt was pooping on the top of the place where the seed was buried, it blushed, and seemed to be brewing, but it had been brewing for a long time without a result, and it was a little disheartened and peeed.

Some fragmented memories in Wang Hao's memory suddenly coincided with the scene in front of him, followed by the golden Buddha, the heavenly stinging green dragon, the nine-headed demon Jiao, and the mustard......

It's all about yourself-

But why? Why does this "Golden Power" suddenly make me think of these things buried in the depths of my memory?

Wang Hao saw that in his life as a mustard, at that moment, a fluffy bud bloomed like a clear spring in the endless dry desert, and the sprout timidly probed around, not knowing what to confirm, and suddenly got any encouragement, at an incredible speed, like a huge painting splashed with ink was thrown away from afar, and the "sting" sound was quickly raised.

I saw a huge green in sight, followed by a huge green bird swooping from the ground and soaring into the sky.

The giant green bird carried an incomparable power, as if it was about to pierce a large hole in the sky, and its whole body feathers "clattered" like duckweed in the wind, completely captured by the naked eye

Less than a static picture, I only felt a green whirlwind roaring from the ground, followed by a magnificent wave inserted into the sky.

In addition to the height, there is also the indescribable width, the breadth of which spreads out like a female wall, dazzling people's eyes.

In an instant, red, orange, yellow, ink, blue, indigo, purple, white...... Colorful lights are intertwined, like a multi-colored mirror shining in all directions, and at this time, the leaves of the giant trees are already dense, like heavy mountains.

The stacks of green silk hung down thousands of long branches, and countless rays of light shuttled through the leaves, branches, ends, and vertical petals of the giant tree with thousands of rainbows in an instant, followed by a huge sacred tree that was like a dangerous building a hundred feet high and could pick the stars in his hand, absorbing the luck of this piece of sky, and was standing quietly in front of everyone's eyes.

Countless streams of rain and dew have not hesitated to offer all their essence, the light is dazzling, at this time can not cover the thick green leaves, the giant tree is like a cluster of dark green sun, suddenly became the most eye-catching place in the world.

Wang Hao's memory hurt, as if his spiritual power poked again, alerting him, and Wang Hao's slightly trembling eyelashes suddenly stagnated: this seed that has been buried in the depths of the star rain for many years is now reborn in the Qiyun View in this way, reborn, the end of destruction and destruction, in addition to greater destruction, is endless new life.

"Where are you?"

"Where are you—"

The echo is long, rippling, as if it is a ripple on the surface of the water, radiating to the surroundings with Wang Hao as the center.

"Where are you—"

Hopefully, where are you?

If it is really because of this exercise, I have already seen the power, but where are you the hope that you can use for yourself? Where are you looking for you?

A piece of green fluttered and landed in front of Wang Hao's eyes, Wang Hao picked it up with his hand, and saw this green leaf with a clear vein.

How so? This is deep underground, and how does this leaf fall?

"Roar—"

At this time, a magnificent roar sounded in the sky in the distance, and it was still the golden dragon just now!

But Wang Hao was stunned suddenly, his pupils shrank, and in this roar, he obviously heard something completely different.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa—"

If the spring is also, the sharp green spots are blue, the net green is dissolved, the mountains are hidden and the water is far away, the green is imminent, and the waves are prosperous;

If the summer is also, the light is condensed and overflowing, like a steaming glow, the South Lake Hibiscus is long, the wind cover is lifted, and the water clothes are sung;

If the husband is in autumn, the silver clouds are connected, so the clouds are cloudy, ten miles of laurel and sleeves, twenty-four o'clock, the spring is falling;

Ruofu winter, the clouds are cold, a mirror floats, the bright moon and reeds are poignant, the moss is cold, and Ling Bo has socks.

At the end of the shattering of all things, there is new life—

Wang Hao's tightly locked brows suddenly stretched: you can see each other at a glance, and one step is as heavy as a city. The mountains and seas are not flattened. But you can find what you want, and never abandon your heart.

The beginning of the explosion of everything in the world, every particle rushed towards the seed, and after the birth of the smallest moment, the era was truly formed, and every inch of the seed came from an exploding star, and every inch of the mountains and rivers seen after the formation was formed.