Legend has it that in ancient times, in the northwest of the country, there was a mountain named "Zhong Mountain", and above Zhong Mountain, there was a god named "Candle Yin".

Candle Yin human face snake body, the whole body is red, open eyes, it is day, closed eyes, it is night, between breathing, is the alternation of winter and summer. He didn't even drink, eat, or sleep, but absorbed the essence of wind and rain, turned it into his own power, and finally, turned into a dragon, the so-called, the dragon of the candle.

It is said that in the mouth of the dragon with the candle, there is a fire all the year round, because the extreme north is a place where even the sun cannot shine, so the firelight, instead of the sun, illuminates the heaven and the earth, illuminates life, and finally, illuminates the hope of all people.

But when did this flame, which was supposed to shine through hope, become an instrument of killing and fighting? Or is it that from the very beginning, it was just that existence, and the light was nothing more than a derivative of it.

Squinting slightly, Kazama raised his head and glanced at the overly hot light overhead, and then, lowering his head again, looking at the churning dragon of yellow sand.

Although it seems to be a bit exaggerated as a skill name, with the huge stone pillar that is tightly bitten in the mouth and burning, it just happens to make a veritable "Candle Dragon".

It's just that this "candle" that was supposed to shine in all directions was not so willing to stay in the mouth of the dragon.

Because it was the "candle" of killing, not the "candle" of light.

The galloping killing intent, the excited look, and a petite figure quickly flashed and moved, like a swimming fish, quickly shuttling under the dragon's body, no matter how it pounced and crushed, it dodged without danger.

From time to time, he also pulled the black iron chain fiercely, trying to pull the stone pillar back from the dragon's mouth.

But the stone pillar seemed to be welded into the dragon's mouth, and it didn't move.

There was only the sound of "jingling" chains, helplessly, screaming in the air.

Then, finally, the inch breaks.

It's like a kite with a broken string, and in an instant, it loses control.

Ash marks, staggered suddenly, and the body that was exerting strength suddenly lost its support, and took a few steps back sharply.

Then, he suddenly raised his head and collided with those cold silver eyes.

Invisible currents, rapidly staggering, made a "crackling" popping sound in the air.

The corners of Gray Marks' mouth suddenly raised a stubborn grin, like a bear child who was playing.

The figure suddenly froze, and the petite figure stopped without warning.

Just like that, he stood still, looking at the huge dragon head that was approaching quickly.

There was no trace of fear in his pale yellow eyes.

It's like greeting, the fate that I should have met.

Then, it came.

The huge wind pressure, and the hideous faucet.

In an instant, he pounced on the petite figure.

Immediately, it was torn.

It's like a lake, and suddenly, it is shattered.

No, a hint of solidity.

Only the yellow sand in the sky suddenly bursts.

The silver eyes narrowed rapidly, as if they were looking for something, and swept around vigilantly.

No, where, no.

However, there is a sense of crisis, but with it, a great uneasiness rises from my heart.

In an instant, it becomes substance.

A streamer, like a meteorite outside the sky, fell suddenly.

Quietly, in front of the feathers from the kazama.

All the way, all the way down to the huge stone pillar.

Then, suddenly, it burst.

"Boom!"

A huge sound erupted with yellow sand and liquid glass that burst open in an instant.

It's like a dormant volcano that suddenly wakes up from a dream.

With its scorching blood, it surged into the sky.

Immediately, an elegant parabola is pulled out and gently stroked down.

The air was burned with a piercing "zizi" sound.

The power of the mind quickly erupted.

The huge dragon horn quickly flattened, and in an instant, it turned into a thick sand shield, blocking the brilliant glass.

Only wisps of white smoke remained, as if they were too breathing, and they dissipated.

After the breath, it was full of desolation.

The originally hideous and terrifying huge dragon head seemed to be swung fiercely by a golf club, and the originally protruding dragon beak had already fallen apart.

Attached, the sharp teeth of the canine tooth.

A huge feeling of dizziness struck quickly, Kazama raised his feathers, was slightly stunned, and before he could take a breath, an alarm burst in his heart.

Looking up, the terrifying wind pressure, with brilliant flames, suddenly descended.

The huge stone pillar that had been attached to the dragon's mouth had long since returned to Grey Marks' hands at this moment.

Like a small mountain of flames, it feathered towards Kazama and smashed down on his head.

Blazing heat, with tremendous wind pressure.

I don't know, will it be roasted first, or will it be shot to death first?

The corners of his mouth hooked up a chuckle, no matter what the result is, just as a horror experiment, Kazama Shoyu, sure enough, still doesn't want to try much.

If you don't want to try, let's end it.

The yellow sand surged rapidly.

It's like countless parts, methodically, starting to assemble and put together.

In an instant, the silver-white figure was enveloped.

At the same time, the position where the dragon's horns originally had suddenly burst out, and in an instant, it turned into a bloody mouth.

Towards the sky, straight up.

"Boom!"

Again, a violent explosion.

The yellow sand is poured and the glass is splashed.

In the long yellow dust, a smaller figure was thrown out fiercely, along with the huge stone pillar.

It's just that the figure, as soon as the shop landed, it swept out again.

Like an aggressive she-wolf, like a mad lion.

Ash Marks, at an almost frantic speed, rushed back towards the dragon, which had not yet been fully repaired.

Then, the hand rises, and the column falls.

In the loud bang, again, the yellow dust was flying.

The yellow sand dragon, as if in pain, swept its huge body fiercely, and knocked the gray marks straight out.

But the ash marks did not even stop.

In his eyes, the essence of light flashed.

"Haha! Playful! Playful! ”

Crazy laughter, crazy expressions, accompaniment, crazy postures.

At this moment, there was no longer that petite figure, only a burning pillar of fire, with the same burning enthusiasm, rushing towards the dragon.

Again, and again, they collided with each other.

The radius of several miles was all made hazy.

The long yellow dust, like a cold fog that never fades, covers the entire sky.

Together, those two, desperately fighting, figures.

In the haze, there was only the Dao firelight, accompanied by purple lightning, which burst out from time to time.

I only hear his voice, but I don't see his people.

That's what I said, this kind of battle.

And in such a battle, countless yellow sands, as if they were being dragged by something, quickly surged towards the yellow dust.

The sound of "rustling" kept ringing.

Suddenly, it turned into a huge whirlpool, mercilessly swallowing the surrounding sand dunes.

The earth suddenly began to loosen, as if it had finally been completely swallowed up by the poisonous dragon that was coiled underground.

Then, collapsed.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the dust filled the sky.

The rolling yellow dust, as if it was a cloud hanging from the sky, suddenly obscured the entire sky from the bottom to the top.

For a time, the sky was dark, and the sun and moon had no light.

Then, in such a dimness, there were countless glass-like dazzling lights, suddenly, shining out.

Immediately, dilute.

Transformed, the transparent color of the glass, and the dawn-like yellow dust, gradually, merged into a touch of chaos.

As a result, the whole world was plunged into a chaos like the beginning of heaven and earth.

Originally, Shen Leqianqian and the others, who were still fighting, had already dispersed in a hurry, and they each rushed out towards the east, west, north and south.

Until, out of the rolling yellow dust of the sky.

"Guardian ......"

Her lips trembled slightly, and Qianqian muttered to herself, her already pale face had turned into white paper at this moment, transparent and terrifying.

"Qianqian, are you alright?"

The black dots flashed, and the purple figure quickly appeared beside Qianqian.

"I'm fine......"

The girl replied unintentionally, only a worried gaze, searching diligently in the yellow dust.

As if I wanted to see the familiar figure through the hazy road.

Then, the figure appeared, with a flickering speed.

Qianqian's face was happy, and then, quickly cooled.

In a flash, the figure was able to avoid the side.

"Brother!"

Eager calls, accompanied by two fiery figures.

Like a flame, it rushed straight at it.

It's not so much a flyby as a ...... Knocked off......

It's like a baseball that has been hit with a home run, and in an instant, it flies over thousands of mountains and rivers to the outfield of the field, but it ...... Still in good spirits.

At this rate, it may be very possible to achieve the title of "Flying Immortals Outside the Sky".

But, the so-called, not afraid of god-like opponents, afraid of pig-like teammates.

Overzealous teammates will always make up for you at the moment when you think you won't hang up.

And so, there were, the black cracks.

Then, the infinite cycle begins.

In, out, out, in.

The red figure, as if thrown between two spring beds, kept catapulting between the two cracks.

Until...... Exhausted.

The overabundance of momentum has finally been completely diluted.

In the end, he turned into a red-haired boy and gently fell between the two spatial cracks.

On the head that has long been deformed, only the bird's nest head is still erected majestically, and the anti-corruption is an oath of the unyielding power of its master.

"Brother!"

Another call, an urgent call, another crimson figure, finally arrived.

Before the kinetic energy was decayed, he pounced straight ahead.

"Ahh

"Click~"

There are bones, broken sounds.

At this time, Codeword Jun made a special phone call very intimately, "Hey, German orthopedics?" I need a ...... Oh, it's full, forget it...... If you die here, you won't have to be FFF......"

When he hung up the phone, Kaede was very uncooperative and came back to life.

Not for his sister, but, for ......

"Big brother! Go and save Big Brother! ”

The first words when I woke up were not my sister, and the first person to wake up and look at the ground was not my sister.

However, no one present seemed to care about Kaede's affection, except for her sister who was petrified in an instant.

After all, the sentiment is eternal...... No, no, after all, love is eternal.

A figure, in an instant, rushed out.

No, it flashed out.

It's like, like lightning, jumping.

Dragged out, Daodao, afterimage.

In an instant, it turned into a dazzling silver ray and disappeared into the glass-like yellow dust.