The shape of the body is like a stone, and it is thrown into the air in front of him.

The abyss is below, but it's also overhead.

He fell in it, there was no other possibility, everything was everything, there was only one word - death!

Death decides everything, what great cause does he want to do?

For a while, Xuan Zhongshi's eyes had been closed.

At this time, he didn't know what was calling him, and his body was covered by the qi of heaven and earth, becoming a protective shield.

But he shouldn't have been called.

How is this going on?

Suddenly, it's like a conditioned reflex.

Xuan Zhongshi was driven by an inexplicable force, and when he opened his eyes, he knew that his heart was about to jump.

Is this a dragon?

Now, at such a time, Xuan Zhongshi unconsciously wants to touch the body of this dragon.

He seemed to feel the countless vitality of this dragon again, so he was frightened.

The faint sound of the dragon's groan was also shocking.

It was a black dragon covered in countless dense dragon scales.

It seems that this is the biggest catastrophe I have encountered in my life!

"How to kill it? Is it possible? ”

Its body is rough and thick, and it can't be pierced by itself.

What kind of sword will be used to weaken its defense.

He thought, but he was already stuck in a bottleneck.

As the saying goes, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers.

So now, he is facing this dragon, which is mighty and extraordinary, like a god.

On its body, the scales emitted a crisp sound of clear crossing.

And now, it defended itself almost seamlessly, and the outer layer looked like an exoskeleton, something harder than the deck.

He thought, but didn't know what to say, to admire it.

It must have been soaked in this molten slurry for thousands of years!

But in the end, its fate line really intersected with itself.

I don't know if his life will stop at this point forever.

He could only rely on his vague intuition to defeat the evil dragon in front of him.

This thing turned out to be a pervert!

It bathes in molten slurry, and against all odds, it wants to take its life.

And now, this feeling of natural predation makes Xuan Zhongshi's heart cold.

He was so scared because he was going to be killed.

Maybe it's because it's not good for him to meet Jaw Tian again.

He will be uncomfortable, and he will remember.

But he couldn't meet Jaw Tian again, which was a very uncomfortable thing.

If the Yellow Springs are separated, a wider distance than a heavenly river, there is no magpie bridge to meet, and there is no epic splendor.

What should he do?

You can't be reincarnated in the next life, and then chase her.

The stunned heart for a moment suddenly made Xuan Zhongshi want to cry.

He is decadent, but he is not resigned to fate.

And now, it's time for him to regain his courage.

"Fluttering ......"

The wind gradually faded, but at this moment, the speed of the Xuan Middle World's fall was getting faster and faster.

Fortunately, his heaven and earth qi is very strong.

Perception draws in the aura around him and turns it into a shield that allows him to maintain his body's temperature.

And now, he is concentrating on completing all defenses, just waiting for the attack of this dragon.

For some reason, he wanted to fight with this dragon.

Although it is only a one-time pinch, he can play to his limits!

Although he died on the battlefield.

But he was still glorious.

Blood was spilled, tears were dropped, fate persuaded him not to continue, but he still persevered.

This abyss was already very wide, but he was afraid that this dragon would get stuck in.

At least, he hasn't found a dragon in his life.

One of the dragon's eyes is comparable to one of his hands.

At night, it can be used as a night pearl.

He was thinking, but he didn't know what to do.

can only pin his hopes on the Qianque Sword.

On the body of Qianque Sword, the waves flowed, and it was gorgeous in an instant.

This world, how far away is there for him to fall?

He can fly up and reach the top of the abyss.

But he chose to follow his gaze, peek into a world with a dragon, and turn the molten slurry here into a past that he didn't care about.

He vaguely heard a myriad of angry roars, like his least favorite out-of-tune tune, constantly crying wolves in his ears, but also engulfed in countless madness, one after another.

The world began to feel empty, and he was still falling, but it was falling in a straight line.

However, Xuan Zhongshi's body, after falling to a certain extent, stabilized, under the leadership of this Qianque Sword, he looked around, but only found that his body was bloody.

This smell is very pungent, and the Qianque Sword carries him up and down, and he has long known it.

The smell of blood, already blown by the cold wind, slipped directly into the abyss and blew into the dragon's mouth and nose!

So, it should know, right? The smell of blood on his body is very strong, is it a fool?

Is it to press and hold still underneath and finally launch a surprise blow?

However, Xuan Zhongshi could feel the restlessness of this dragon in a mysterious way.

On its body, there is an innate domineering, which has already won the audience.

The world changed below, and it was impossible to look at it directly, only to find that a pitch-black shadow appeared in countless magma.

The dragon's body was all black.

The scales were interspersed one after another, and countless black derivatives were derived.

It seemed to see itself, the majestic dragon's whiskers, and began to flutter, as if it was falling down by inertia.

Its cultivation was so powerful that it couldn't kill it by itself.

And now, through the "gap" a few meters wide, he has discovered the red eyes of the dragon.

Its eyes are really big, and the burning red in them makes Xuan Zhongshi puzzled.

That one faucet was particularly hideous, feeling angular and rugged.

There are also two dragon whiskers, fluttering in the wind, like strong grass dancing wildly, but they are also extremely flexible, thin and long.

Its body, like sideburns, is a turbulent flow of space that is cut and untied.

Because of the strength of his claws, the cracks that were torn out, every one of them was fatal, and now he would have been killed if he hadn't dodged earlier!

Countless magma, so bold.

From the outside, it poured into the spatial rift and turned into nothing.

When the magma disappeared, the dragon also held its head high and looked at itself.

Its deterrent power is second to none in the world, and its power can break everything.

Beat your own body into a mash.

In this way, it looks at anyone and does not like it.

He found that the dragon was hardly something he could imagine.

Its skin, at least five centimeters thick, showed its emotions while the dragon was frantically showing its demeanor.

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