A loud roar came from Nangong Fan's mouth.

Invisible sound waves rippled out, trees shook, and fallen leaves slipped and flew in the void. The vibrating wings of the birds in the sky couldn't help but pause, and they slipped down from the sky in a daze.

There were even more chaotic sounds in the dense forest, and there were naturally no too powerful demon beasts near Dragon City here, under Nangong Fan's bear roar, they were so frightened that they fled in all directions.

The man who made the knife couldn't help but flash a trace of dazedness in his eyes under the roar, blood slid down his ears, and the domineering momentum that was originally stirring on the knife disappeared.

The person with the bow was slightly better than that, but at such a close distance, there was a sudden roar, which also made him pause slightly, and the bow and arrow outlined by his mind turned into light and shadow in his hand and dissipated.

Although Nangong Fan's roar is not as good as the Lion Roar of Buddhism, it is also an extremely good sonic move, and he has already turned into a black bear, adding a touch of wonder to this bear roar.

The bear king was furious, and the blood flowed like a river.

The sword in Nangong Fan's hand lightly slashed across the body of the man who was still stunned by the shock, and the pain made him finally wake up from his stunned, but a huge furry hand had already pressed his head.

Before he could struggle, the terrifying force had completely covered his skull, and the long sword penetrated deep into his body, the blood light on it flickered, and the strange power swept through his body.

He couldn't help but let out a terrible scream.

The archer watched his old companion who had been fighting together for many years, his sturdy body wilting at a speed visible to the naked eye, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his body soared upwards violently, even his well-informed legend was frightened under the sword of the black dragon, and he could no longer raise the mind to fight.

The archers soared into the sky, their spiritual power gushing out without reservation, and the surrounding trees swayed to organize a net of heaven and earth, as long as they resisted a little, he believed that he would be able to fly away after spending a lot of effort on the art of retreat.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared in the sky and galloped away in the direction of the end city.

There was a piercing sound of breaking the air behind him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but have a trace of ridicule, and the spiritual power was outlined behind him, and his footsteps in mid-air still didn't stop, and he continued to escape. He believed that this was just the annoyance and anger of the black boy, and with his speed, unless another archer with no weaker strength and skill than him appeared to kill him, he would definitely succeed in escaping.

It's just that the fantasy is very beautiful, but the reality is still cruel,

He only felt a sudden pain in his back, and he seemed to feel his exuberant vitality passing rapidly, as if he was being ruthlessly devoured by a monster and turned into a tonic for its growth.

In the blink of an eye, a red light swirled, and only a layer of robe slowly hung down in the sky, hanging above the treetops and fluttering in the wind.

The speed that the archer was proud of looked a little ridiculous in Nangong Fan's eyes, and under the great strength of his incarnation into a black bear and the will of the wind, the black dragon sword slashed through his body almost in the blink of an eye. Let him also become a tonic for the Black Dragon Sword to continue to move forward.

Nangong Fan stepped forward, put away the spiritual weapons and rings that had lost their brilliance on the ground, and lazily took back the spinning black dragon sword, with a relaxed smile on his face. His strength can already fight with high-level legends head-on, and now killing two middle-level legends will not cause too many waves in his heart.

Nangong Fan didn't know that the King of Beiliang had also begun to fall into many crises, and he was not in a hurry to move forward, although he would not wait here for the people of the last dynasty to come one by one, but he was also ready to push it all the way through.

As long as he is careful to avoid the legend of the peak or even the consummation, no one can stop him from moving forward.

If it weren't for the fear that the peak legend would drag him down and cause him to fall into a heavy encirclement, even if it was the peak legend, Nangong Fan now would have the confidence to touch it.

The divine thoughts spread out in all directions, and the whole body slowly melted into the dense forest and dissipated.

Under such a heavy siege, the most important point is to know the other party's arrangement, and not let others guess where you are, so as to ensure that you cannot fall into a never-ending encirclement.

Nangong Fan, who has a divine mind, can easily detect the enemy's location, in the dense forest, he is the hunter who really stands at the top of the food chain, as long as he is careful, only he can find the enemy, and the enemy will never find his traces.

......

The last Tianxi was sitting on a wooden table and looked at the scroll in his hand with relish, and he was fascinated by the biographies and legends he had never read before.

Since receiving the inheritance, he has become a completely different person, more domineering, more self-serving, but more like to spend time enriching himself.

Such a picture of quietly reading a book was rarely seen in him before.

His ears flapped slightly, and he heard the sound of hurried footsteps approaching him, and he slowly frowned, but only for a moment, and looked at the scroll in his hand peacefully.

"Your Majesty......"

The visitor looked at the end of the cullinan who was quietly reading a book, and his voice became smaller and quieter, until he couldn't hear it clearly at all. Quietly kneeling aside, waiting for Doomsday's question. You can even see beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, and even as a legend, he can't stop his body from weakening.

He was afraid, he was afraid that the Doomsy Cullinan, whose personality had changed drastically, would directly behead him. It is said that in the past few months in the palace, several palace maids who disturbed the end of the Seal to read have disappeared.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and only the sound of Doomsday gently flipping the scroll sounded from time to time.

I don't know how long it has been, but his leg on his knees has completely lost sensation. But in the surrounding atmosphere, he still didn't even dare to take a breath of air.

Doom Tianxi gently put down the scroll in his hand, but he didn't ask immediately, but closed his eyes gently, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he was reminiscing about something.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and Mo Tianxi still closed his eyes, but his big hand finally waved and spoke, "Aiqing, flat body." ”

The person who came stood up from the ground, but his legs, who had been kneeling for a long time, were a little sore, and he couldn't help but stumble, making the battle armor on his body sonorous.

He struggled to stand up straight, not daring to show the slightest disrespect, like a soldier under review.

Doom Tianxi slowly opened his eyes, and a ray of divine light shot out from his eyes, looming in the void. "Aiqing, what do you need to tell me?"

"The prince's dragon slaying plan, since Kurosawa left the city, even if it is surrounded and intercepted, it has not found results, but has suffered great losses, and the legend of the fall has exceeded ten. ”

"More than ten?" "Mo Tianxi frowned slightly, the legend is that this Nether Realm has the highest combat power, and the ten Martial Saints can barely compete with a beginner legend with the cooperation of tactics, such a loss. Even the last dynasty that dominates the mortal world on earth will feel the pain from the bottom of my heart.

After all, there are still a large number of people in the rivers and lakes who don't listen to the orders of his last dynasty, not to mention that he has great ambitions now, and he needs enough men who can work hard for him to complete it for him.

Doomsday Seal never expected that it would cause such a big loss just by not asking about this dragon-slaying plan.

"One high-rank, nine middle-rank, five low-level legends......" The voice of the person who came became weaker and weaker.

The last Tianxi fingers gently tapped the wooden table in front of him, and his face was cloudy.

It was extremely difficult for the visitor to even breathe, and he only dared to look at the face of the end cullinan with his peripheral vision.

Doom Tianxi was silent for a long time, "Let San'er cancel the dragon slaying plan." ”

"Yes. The person who came slowly retreated respectfully.

Wait for the sound of his footsteps to completely disappear into the ears of the Cullinan of Doom. Mo Tianxi stood up straight, and a killing intent appeared in his eyes. The peak legend can be in charge of one side, or in an important position, such as the leader of the Martial Alliance, the prime minister, the generalissimo, and the king of Beiliang are all peak cultivators.

And most of the legends of perfection have come out of the world, chasing the ethereal avenue, in vain to get more lifespan. Even the legend of consummation even his orders are mostly disobeyed.

High-level legends are the main force under him, and although the one person who lost is the backing of Mo Hongnan, this is a legend that he can easily mobilize, and of course he is extremely distressed.

"Kurosawa ......" Mo Tianxi's eyes flashed with murderous intent in his eyes, and he kept chattering in his mouth, and walked out of this side room step by step.

......

There is only one road connecting the Central Plains and the East, but compared with the Northern Liang and the Central Plains, the Xuanbei Pass, which is not so majestic, is located on it.

This main road is enough for ten horse-drawn carriages to drive side by side, and there are countless demon beasts lurking in the dense forests and mountains on both sides.

It's not that other roads can't be taken, it's just that the deeper you go, the more powerful the demon beasts are, even if they cross through the air, there will be birds blocking them, but on the contrary, this main road formed by the unknown amount of blood that the ancestors have flowed through is much safer than that.

The last dynasty sent elites to patrol this road at all times, and when they encountered monsters and bandits, they would clean up. In this way, the road to the Central Plains is unimpeded. The Central Plains was too rich, and the last dynasty did not want to lose control of the Central Plains.

Some people have thought about using spaceships to survive these dangers, but the end of the dynasty is too strict in controlling the sky, even if every time a warship passes through the membrane of the earth's sky, it must be approved by the end of the dynasty.

This film is not a means of the end of the dynasty, it is said that the earth is naturally formed, but the end of the dynasty has mastered the means of control. It is said that this is a supernatural formation set up by the immortals and gods of the upper realm in order to protect the earth, or to close the earth to prevent people from coming down from the upper realm from breaking out and doing evil.

There are different theories, and they are full of legends that I don't know how many mysteries, and the end of the dynasty has never publicly said the origin of this film, and it seems that it is also taboo about it, or even the dynasties of this world do not know about it?

Due to the effect of this thin film, which is very similar to the protective layer of ordinary planets, the Earth is like a different world compared to other planets in the Nether. They don't have much to do with each other.

Not to mention the film, just the spaceship traveling under the protective layer also consumes too much energy in the spirit stone, as if a strange rule makes the spaceship inherently supposed to sail in the sea of stars.

The end of the day appeared on the main road leading to the Central Plains, took off the imperial costume that never left him, changed into an inconspicuous set of clothes, and gently lay under a giant tree, leisurely flipping the scroll in his hand.

He'd been here for most of the day, and he clutched a fingernail-sized copper coin tightly in the palm of his flipping hand.

Before he came here, he heard that a high-level legend had fallen, and it was no longer possible to suppress Nangong Fan's killing intention.

Now he doesn't know the specific whereabouts of Nangong Fan, but he is sure that Nangong Fan will pass through this place and go to the Central Plains. And the copper coin in his hand was left to him by the prime minister, as long as Nangong Fan was less than ten miles away from him, it would bloom to remind him, and he could easily find Nangong Fan's location.

He was ready to personally take action to end Nangong Fan, a person who had done evil in the realm of the last dynasty.

You may also get unexpected surprises from it. For example, that handsome, unknown breed of dragon? For example, inheritance, such as spiritual weapons? I heard that Nangong Fan had an extremely bloodthirsty long sword spiritual weapon in his hand, which was very much in line with his appetite.

"Kurosawa, you should be proud. A cruel smile hung on the corner of Doom Tianxi's mouth. Killing a rare genius can be a great feeling.

What's more, having him, the only king on the earth, personally give him a ride, Nangong Fan should feel honored.

After all, after receiving the inheritance, he is already confident that he is not weaker than the original Hei Yuqing. Now he is the real first person in the Nether, regardless of power or strength.

At least that's what Doom Tianxi thinks in his heart.