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In the midst of the frantic running, the two huge wings behind the 682 flapped rapidly, and in the whistling wind, it broke away from the earth, waved its limbs wildly, and rushed towards the retreat above the heavenly dome in a clumsy and crazy posture!

Faster than it was the silent girl standing on the top of the snowy mountain, her throat murmuring silently in the cold wind. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Like a human voice, more like the low hiss of some kind of dragon-like creature.

, "The eye of the storm." ”

In an instant, a fierce wind lifted from under her feet, and a violent air current wrapped around her, and the air currents that converged from all directions rolled up the snow on the entire snow-capped mountain, blowing violently in all directions.

In an instant, a catastrophic storm had gathered around her, supporting her body to rise rapidly, soaring into the sky.

And when she took off, her sense of presence was rapidly weakening and even disappearing.

It was impossible to catch the presence of her body with her eyes, only a faint black mist looming, and even the storm around her was like a wisp of fresh wind that could not be noticed.

With "Words and Spirits", he hid his traces, and then with "Words and Spirits and Ghosts, his sense of existence was extremely reduced, and he almost dissolved into this world.

In a fraction of a second, in everyone's sight, the girl named Chu Xiang had already disappeared.

In the eye of the wind, which no one could detect, she stretched out her finger towards the crimson monster dragon flying in the sky: "Yan Lingyi blood-sucking sickle!" ”

As if it was the emperor's order, the frenzied air currents emanating from the eyes of the storm instantly surged again, and countless phantoms loomed in it, as if they were demons lurking in it.

The furious wind demon turned into a sword that was sharp to the limit, and under the blow of the storm, it converged into a torrent of sharp blades, and instantly brushed 682's body towards the awakened ancient seed scroll.

The Divine Domain that shrouded it was visibly visible to the naked eye, as if an invisible sword was slashing at it, constantly consuming the defense of the Divine Domain.

And at this moment, the clumsy flying "682, finally came to the end of the dragon, facing the defense of the god domain" It suddenly opened its fanged jaw and bit on it.

The result was a neat shattering of a tooth, but it didn't matter, in an instant it grew a new tooth, and it was harder than just now, and more targeted xing.

The second time, it was still shattered, and the third time, "the Divine Domain was stretched out for the fourth time under its bite, and it actually relied on the teeth that grew out of the fourth time" to pierce the defenses of the Divine Domain!

The Dragon of the End was completely enraged, and let out a roar, slamming it into its own divine domain.

In all fairness, the attack power of ""682" is not comparable to that of "Bumper," squirrels, they can't compare, so in an instant, they were drenched in blood from the bite of five large mouths, and they were almost broken.

But in an instant, it healed back to its original form, and the carapace became harder and the teeth sharper.

Its body even mimics its own enemies, showing some unique features of the Withan!

The enemy became even more annoyed, and tried to tear it apart with their claws and fangs, and indeed the Dragon of the End did.

A large piece of flesh and blood fell from the body of "682,", and it instantly reached the point of being seriously injured to death, but on its lizard-like face, only one of its eyes was gnawed off in addition to madness or madness, as if it was smiling!

The resurgence began, and neither the poisonous fire nor the more vicious attacks could stop its rapid healing.

Before it could even fall to the ground, it had recovered again and relaunched its attack on the Dragon of the End.

It is always "immortal, 682!" in a large group of strange, vicious, sinister, or weird and terrifying SCPs that also have SCP numbers.

When the Foundation people wanted to destroy it, and everyone wanted to kill it, "It has never died with its ability to recover and evolve to the level of a bug, and now, when the enemy is the Dragon of the End, it is the same!"

And Chu Xiang had already received a reminder from Lixiao 1 not to scruple 682 and attack with all his might, and whispered in the storm that occupied half of the space: "Yan Ling is a monarch flame!" ”

In an instant, the fire of Qing Sè burned from the void, enveloping the surroundings of the retreat, burning its divine domain violently.

The temperature of the flame continued to rise, soaring rapidly from 7,000 degrees upwards, rapidly approaching the destructive heat in the core of the sun.

After all, it was only a rudimentary divine domain, and it was in Chu Xiang's "Jun Flame, the abundance of fire, and it cracked into a fine crack."

And in an instant, the storm turned into a torrent and swept in, and Chu Xiang's body was close to the Divine Domain, appearing in front of the eyes of the Withdrawal Dan, his eyes opened, and his golden pupils appeared.

It was pure golden, and there was indifference and majesty in her pupils like that of an emperor looking down on the world, as if all the creatures in her sight were going to live and kill with her.

The "King of Words and Spirits" suppresses all creatures with dragon characteristics, making them lose the ability to resist and even surrender!

In Chu Xiang's body, "The Black King, the blood was boiling, and in front of the golden pupils, the body of the Withdrawn Dan trembled, letting out an unwilling roar, unable to move.

And just above Chu Xiang's eye sockets, two lines of blood oozed out silently, meandering above his cheeks.

Finally, the Divine Domain shattered, and the body of the Withdrawn Dan was held in the flames of the Jun Flame.

Not enough, not enough!

She took a deep breath, the blood of Nidhogg, the "Black King", surging through her body, as if it was about to burn, making her feel like she was going to die.

In the reflection of the pupils of the Withdrawal Dan, Chu Xiang's mouth slowly moved, and he spit out a few words with difficulty: "Speech Spirit Candle Dragon" At the moment, infinite light was released from the sky, and the color of the fire covered the entire world, enough to boil the pitch-black fire of the Yangtze River to instantly burn the head of "Withdrawal Dan" into ashes, covering its body, like a living thing, along any gap towards the interior of its body.

And next to him, "682" has silently turned into a mass of wreckage and fell from the sky, starting a new round of struggle and evolution.

This is the final advancement of the 1st Monarch Flame, the power of the Lord of Bronze and Fire embodies the Fire of Destruction that can melt all the ice on the entire Tibetan Plateau in an instant.

And in order to support such a powerful spirit of words, the golden light in Chu Xiang's eyes finally slowly extinguished: after surpassing the load of ** to use 1 spirit of a king, after that, her eyes continued to flow with blood and tears, looking like a ghost who died with resentment and resentment.

And at the moment when the "King, the Eye disappeared, the dragon of the end let out a sneering sound, and the remains shrouded in flames suddenly opened its mouth, stretched out its sharp fangs, and instantly tore on Chu Xiang's body, and suddenly closed it.

Click!

It was a crisp sound that could plunge a person into despair.

At that moment, Chu Xiang's gaze fluttered, and he saw the girl screaming in despair at the end of his back.

At the last moment, a palm raised and gently stroked the cheek of the ancient dragon, and the girl who was about to be bitten off let out a low groan: "Rhine! ”

A sharp light lit up in the sky, as if it was about to pierce everything, so hot that it seemed to ignite the entire world, and the endless light and heat leaked out of Chu Xiang's fingertips and turned into a raging wave of destruction.

Most of Chu Xiang's skin had already exploded in the only 0.01 seconds of the entire Spirit of Words, and the scarlet blood was vaporized by the Spirit of Words she released.

The whole world moved as if it were about to be destroyed.

This is the forbidden spirit that once created the Tungulas explosion, the strongest offensive spirit in the history of the record, and at that time, "the Rhine, lasted hundreds of times less than it does now!"

Even if it only lasted for less than a moment, Chu Xiang's lower body had already been swept up and evaporated.

And at that moment, the power of 1 Rhine had already engulfed the body of the ancient dragon, turning it into a blurred charcoal-like object in an instant, and its nose followed it, spreading in all directions.

The destruction has just begun!

In the first instant, the sweeping waves of light swallowed an entire snow-capped mountain directly below them, sucking a death vacuum within a radius of miles.

In the third snap of a finger, destruction fell from the sky!

The force field generator in the headquarters was instantly overclocked, erecting an invisible force field wall covering the entire steel city.

It only lasted for a moment before the surging waves, and he felt his face be scorched as he looked at the blazing light that came to his face.

He blocked his body in front of the huge terminal device and said to himself, ", is this the power of a magical girl?" ”

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In an instant, dozens of egg-shaped invisible walls were erected in front of the steel city, and then shattered in an instant, making a loud cracking sound.

Breaking through the sixteen-layer force field wall in a row, "Rhine, the power dissipated before the steel city, and a deep pit of depression had already appeared on the closest earth.

Magma seeped out of the cracks of the massive pit that covered dozens of miles, and everything was burned into something strange like glass paste.

The slowly diffusing heat melted the ice11 that had been frozen for millennia, forming new rivers and tributaries that seeped into the pit that had just appeared, turning into a thick cloud of steam, like a pure white mist, towering between heaven and earth.

Youxi got up from the ground, his hair was unkempt and his face was covered with dust, and he looked at the terrible scene in the distance in a daze, and let out a sad cry: "Ah Xiang......"

"Ah Xiang, she's not dead, withdraw it" The crow's pitch-black nose fluttered, and his voice was terrified: "......, it's not dead?!" ”

Chu Xiang had already flown out under the sweep of the furious qi lan, smashing into a snow-capped mountain, the lower half of the childish body had disappeared without a trace, but the blood boiling to the limit in the body supported its life and never died.

It was a dragon bloodline that would not die even if it was sealed in a coffin for thousands of years, pierced by the iron nail of demon slayer, and bound by the most vicious curse!

And now, the power of the Black King's blood has exploded again! In the primeval era, the will of the dragon king awakened in boiling blood, and the fine black scales seeped out of her body with bursts of terrifying aura, and the arrogant dignity that could not be blasphemed or humiliated appeared on her empty face.

As if in response to the Black King's wrath, in the center of the hollow above the earth, a god-like majesty rose from a charred body of flesh.

"The Rebellious, the Resurrection Hound, the Lord of the Shadows," the crow whispered in disbelief, "I should have thought of it! ...... its true identity"

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