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The world of "Doraemon" is a special world among the three thousand worlds of the Temple of Creation. Since the plot is not dangerous, it does not fall into the categories of barbaric, legendary, epic, and mythical battlefield sequences.

Strictly speaking, the world of "Doraemon" cannot be considered a battlefield at all, and it is completely unsuitable for honing cultivation. Therefore, only those who are most favored by the saints of the four districts will have the opportunity to enter this special world to carry out their missions.

The Chosen One, who is most favored by the saints, has another name called the Grace Protector, and there is not one of the 100,000 Chosen One. This Ishihara Wan'er, without any questions, could never be a patron of divine grace, but he took out the most amazing prop in the world of "Doraemon" - Doraemon's dimensional bag!

The only explanation for Ishihara's ability to obtain the Dimensional Bag is that he once hunted the true Divine Favor Favorer, and the dove occupied the magpie's nest to obtain something that should not have belonged to him.

The official name of the dimensional bag is the secret prop Gna Pocket hidden in the four-dimensional space dedicated to robots, which was once hung on Doraemon's stomach and carried around, and the bag is a space without xiàn extension, which is filled with the latest chapters of the first ancestor in the history of various magical props.

Any door is one of the most classic of these.

However, although any door contains the spatial rules of the Twelve Great Avenues, it can be walked through at will, but it still has limitations, it cannot cross the stars, cannot travel through the bottom of the sea, and cannot go to places that the prop user has never been to before.

But if they open any door, they can go directly to the core headquarters of Mowgli Island, and there is only one explanation for this.

This command building, the Japanese slaves once sneaked in!

At this time, Zhao Min was in the command room on the top floor, and in front of her was an innumerable number of various imaging monitoring instruments, overlooking every corner of Wuji Island.

Since Yang Ye angrily beheaded the forsaken and Ling Xiao sent out the mission Dragon Ball, Zhao Min has always had a strong sense of unease, always feeling that something terrible is happening, so she doesn't dare to relax at all, and stays in the command room twenty-four hours a day to watch video surveillance, and probe the movements in the surrounding waters at any time, for fear that the enemies of the Manchurians and the Japanese slave country will find a gap to attack.

Suddenly, Zhao Min's gaze instantly froze, and she was shocked to find that just downstairs in her command building, a fierce army rushed in:

The soldiers of this team were generally of short stature, wearing steel helmets, khaki uniforms, rifles with bayonets, marching bags on their backs, carrying grenadiers, and although their faces were no different from those of the Yanhuang people, they held a sun flag as dazzling as blood.

What kind of character Zhao Min is, he was not flustered when he was in danger, and immediately shouted calmly: "There is an enemy attack, hurry up and call the police, it is the Japanese slave devil who has come in." ”

As soon as the words fell, the abandoners under Zhao Min's command had not yet reacted, but they only heard an earth-shattering roar, and the roof on the top floor of the command center was violently lifted like rags, and suddenly debris flew and smoke fell.

In the ashes, a black-and-red winged dragon poked its head out of the rooftop, aiming at the ground, opening its bloody jaws and spewing out a raging dragon flame.

Zhao Min was extremely light, and used Tianluo's footwork to skillfully avoid it, but behind her, one of her fellow forsakers dodged a little slower, and then she was swirled around her face by a black flame, her eyes melted, and she slid down like jelly, and her flesh and bones burned violently.

In an instant, the hapless forsaken seemed to wear a burning crown, and the smell of burnt flesh rose and a terrible howl was screaming.

This black dragon is amazingly intelligent, and the dragon flame is constantly spewing and burning, all heading straight for the high-tech equipment in the command room. These equipment are the least exposed to burning, and they will be destroyed when they are burned, and they will be blown up when they are destroyed, causing a series of explosions, which are extremely accurate, and the alarm system of external communication will be completely destroyed.

Zhao Min had no time to call the police, so he had to pick up the Cloud Cutting Sword, jumped up in the air, and the sword aura soared into the sky, casting the Wind Chasing Fast Sword in the Beiming Heart Sutra, and directly took the rooftop black dragon, wanting to kill a bloody path and warn his companions on the island.

Dragon Flame's clash of Excalibur, ice and fire.

"Bang", the sword light flickered, and they immediately separated, and the indestructible power of the Cloud Cutting Sword played a role, even with the thick scale armor of the black dragon, it was inevitable that a long blood mark would be drawn.

But Zhao Min, who bravely resisted the enemy in mid-air, just occupied the temporary upper hand, but he didn't have the slightest joy, only to feel a cold sweat rushing down his head.

Zhao Min, who has experienced a hundred battles and countless dangers, tried for the first time in his life what is despair in the abyss of terror.

Because, there is not only one giant dragon in the air, just near the black dragon hovering the roof, on the left is a milky white and golden golden dragon, on the right is a green dragon with bronze and turquoise;

Zhao Min is experienced, and now he can see the origin of these three dragons, and he feels that they are the ultimate armed force in the world of A Song of Ice and Fire, and they are the "Mother of Dragons" Daenerys. The three dragons that the Targaryen resurrected from the fire

Their names are remembered clearly, they should be called Rego, Viserion, and Zhuogen. But Zhao Min couldn't see the kindness and justice left by the dragon mother's bloodline from the eyes of these three dragons, and there was only infinite tyranny and cruelty.

These are three completely blackened ones - magic dragons!

Hula, three dragon flames erupted from the mouths of the three demon dragons, each of which was no less than the flame killing black dragon wave that Yang Ye had encountered when he was dealing with the Bamboo Crowned Immortal in the different dimensional space, making Zhao Min have no way to advance or retreat, and it was difficult to fly.

At the same time, only hearing the sound of the wind trembling, a Japanese slave ** officer wearing a strange cloak appeared from the state of stealth, and suddenly stood up on the back of the golden dragon, he carried a modified Type 92 infantry gun without a gun carriage with his bare hands, and roared: "The enemy is ashamed to take off her clothes!"

The person who shot was naturally Gu Shoufu, this person was very vicious, not only could he control the dragon, but even the cannonballs from the infantry artillery used were all special props "armor-piercing shells" produced by the Temple of Creation, which could ignore the enemy's defense and output a fixed value of damage.

The dragon flames swept and the cannonballs bombarded, drowning Zhao Min's delicate body in an instant.

Just when Zhao Min was besieged by Gu Shoufu and the three demon dragons, the battle on Wuji Island had already started in all directions, relying on the accurate map provided before the battle, the soldiers of the Japanese slave country specially found loopholes in the defensive position to launch an attack, and launched a bloody massacre.

Relying on the anti-heaven effect of the arbitrary gate, the outcasts of Mowgli Island were unguarded, and only the allied plot soldiers stuck to their posts and fought back, but the Japanese army commanded by Ishihara was as swift as the wind and invaded like fire, and the tactics of roundabout outflanking were brought into full play.

The number of Japanese troops brought by Ishihara was far less than that of the allies on the island, but even though they were short of troops, they still dared to boldly send troops to attack on the flank, and kept shouting and bluffing, as if they were surrounded by the people of Mowgli Island.

Jin Mengji and Guan Jiahui were the first to react among the abandoners, although they did not receive Zhao Min's alarm, they still organized their forces in time to deploy their forces, relying on the support of giant artillery, allied soldiers and police dogs, and bravely fought with the devils.

Guan Jiahui followed Guan Sheng to learn art in the world of the Water Margin, and at the same time learned a lot of art of war, knew how to judge the situation, and saw the devil's offensive tide, and immediately saw the problem Guan Jiàn, which is to desperately protect the Allied base car!

As long as the Allied base vehicles are not lost, today's battle will inevitably turn defeat into victory.

Her judgment was not wrong at all, the focus of the attack of the Japanese slave ** team was the Allied base car, and just when they arrived in front of the Allied base car, an enemy brigade drove in.

The leader of the Japanese army, the onmyoji Abe in a white hunting suit, was cautious in seizing the Allied base car, which was the Guan Jiàn in Ishihara's tactics, and there was absolutely no room for error.

Abe waved his hand cautiously, and the Japanese soldiers formed a team to attack the fortification, so that the infantry artillery, mountain artillery, grenadiers, and heavy machine guns all swallowed tongues of fire, and countless shells poured down regardless of the cost.

Seeing that the battle situation was stalemate, Abe's cautious face changed greatly, and he waved the folding fan in his palm to run the magic spell that summoned ghosts and gods, but he saw the phantom of the blood-colored pentagram looming on the earth, the ghost aura was clear, the black fog was rising, and from the depths of hell climbed up a demon god general wearing vermilion armor.

Zhu Ghost God - Former Ghost!

The former ghost roared, roared like thunder, and the momentum was surging, braving the light prismatic tower to shoot out lasers and machine guns of allied soldiers, rushing bravely, and everywhere he passed, as if entering a no-man's land, encountering the blocked artillery fire position, they were all violently crushed with the huge force of King Kong, stepping into a powder Xuanhuang.

Jin Mengji saw that the ghost in front of her was so brave, but she didn't panic, she confidently took out an object from her arms, but it was the summoning prop of the yellow turban wrestler.

"Moon and a half, please come and help!"

As soon as the summoning voice ended, I saw a cloud of fairy breath surging, and a white cloud rose in the darkness, jumping from the white cloud to a copper-poured iron King Kong, stretching out a big hand like a fan, holding the former ghost, and fighting fiercely with it.

Before the Yellow Turban Lux War, the migrant workers in the gods fought the deserters from hell, but it was the tip of the needle that met Mai Mang, and the two huge bodies stirred together, and at a rough look, it seemed that they were doing a ji;

Guan Jiahui saw that the former ghost was dragged by the Yellow Turban Lux, and she didn't want Yi to continue to be defended by Dong, and Zhao Min had no mission news for a long time, which made her deeply uneasy, so she decided to organize a strong counterattack to curb the arrogance of the little devil.

She used the Heavenly Escape Transmission to make contact with Jin Mengji first, and then jumped out of the protection range of the Prism Tower, raised the Qinglong Glaive Knife, and slashed at the devil's head. The Spring and Autumn Sword Technique shook the power of the gods, and cut melons and vegetables for countless Japanese slaves

Jin Mengji followed, charged together, conjured a silver-white body armor with the flower fairy key, held a hook and sickle golden gun in her hand, and followed into the devil's array, the spear conjured up a little light, forced away the bayonet, penetrated the throat, and killed the corpse into a wild, and the blood flowed like a river.

They are not just double charges, Guan Jiahui also used the Tibetan talisman to transform hundreds of elite hunting cavalry, flying like locusts, galloping vertically and horizontally, coming and going like the wind, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the Japanese slave soldiers.

However, the devil soldiers under Ishihara's command were brave in the end, and Rao was Guan Jiahui and Jin Mengji used the super strength of the senior Chosen One to participate in the battle, but it still did not lead to a total rout.

The Japanese soldiers could not fight the hunting cavalry head-on, but they still insisted on fighting separately, and they were afraid that they would be crippled and seriously injured, and they still refused to surrender their guns. In particular, the Japanese soldiers hid in the pile of corpses and struggled to the death. Relying on quasi-què shooting, covert movements, and vicious assassinations, as long as there is a slight thought of underestimating the enemy and a little impetuous action, the soldiers will be lost immediately.

After all, Guan Jiahui's counterattack was a complete success, although the hunting cavalry suffered heavy losses, but in the Japanese Slave National Formation, except for Abe Cautious himself, there were basically no people standing, and there were scattered corpses all over the ground.

Jin Mengji's spear pointed at Abe cautiously: "Little devil, now look at what tricks you have, your end is coming!"

Abe cautiously looked at Jin Mengji's seductive beautiful legs, his eyes emitted an incomparably evil light, and suddenly he burst into laughter: "Flower girl, you are too happy, the real battle has just begun!"

Just as Abe was cautiously speaking, a strange horror suddenly condensed in the air around him, as if the breath from the depths of the eighteenth layer of hell suddenly exploded.

All the mutilated corpses on the ground slowly stood up. They became generally tall and withered, with a complexion as pale as milk, and eyes as blue and deep as ice. Their armor changes color as they shift, and they hold swords made of polar ice crystals in their hands.

This long sword is enough to smash everything it touches.

Winter is coming, and strange ghosts are coming!

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