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Between the layers of dark clouds that were as black as the Iron Curtain, the dragon god soaring in the thick fog released thunder and roared towards the attackers in the distance. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Antusheng stood in the sky in a daze, looking down at the village at his feet, as if he was thinking about something incomprehensible, but the hollowness in his eyes was like a stagnant water that he couldn't remember.

The earth-shattering power of the divine dragon did not affect his dazed feeling in the slightest, but was like a fine dust, without the slightest concern.

In the reflection of the enchantment, the wooden staff in the Great Elder's hand suddenly cracked a gap, and the magic power so thick that it formed an entity suddenly rushed into the body of the Fantasy Seed Divine Dragon.

"Dragon Ball Liberation - Thunder Blessing!"

With the roar of the Great Elder, four dragon balls leaped out of the void, and the blood stars sealed in them bloomed with light, and the black clouds above the sky suddenly released countless violent lightning bolts, smashing into the earth.

In the snap of a finger, the world is like being sealed by the prison of thunder and lightning, and as far as the eye can see, it is the thunder light that connects the heavens and the earth!

Finally, the tyrannical thunder light accumulated to the limit, and the electric light in the pitch-black thundercloud converged and rushed into the spear in the hand of the divine dragon.

In an instant, the lightning spear gathered lightning rays from all directions, and its volume expanded several times, and the dazzling blue light had already pierced through the black clouds' obstruction and rushed into the sky.

In the midst of the roar, the dragon raised its muscular arms, bringing a burst of crackling sounds that seemed to tear the world apart, and the Thunder Spear came out of its hand, piercing through layers of white mist in the roar, disintegrating the rain poured down from countless torrential rains into a vortex of bursting mist.

This is an arrow of wrath from the dragon god 'Bolunga', the thunderous fury of the god pouring down from the clouds.

After receiving direct blessings from Gaia and Namek, the arms in the hands of the dragon have evolved into the miracle of the dragon god's creation in the form of thunder and lightning.

Far more violent and fierce than Gilgamesh, who turned into a servant, this is a heroic spirit who has never been restrained by rank under the blessing of Dragon Ball Liberation and Thunder, and is full of combat power!

The whole sky was instantly filled with the scorching light of the blue sè, the black clouds above the sky were shattered, the earth was cracked, and hurricanes converged from all directions, turning into a cyclone like a tornado.

The storm blew away the black clouds and white fog, but the light of the thunder and lightning never stopped, speeding up, speeding up, speeding up again in the loud sound of continuous explosions!

But...... But they couldn't move forward a single point.

A finger, straight towards the thunder and lightning of the whole world, hand it out!

Between the actions, wrapped in the general trend of heaven and earth, the layers of black and white in the realm of the end pulled the heavens and the earth into puppets in his hands, and under his will, the thunder of creation could not be advanced!

And then there's ......

"Break!"

A deep voice sounded in the clouds, and a sharp flash suddenly appeared in the empty pupils of An Tusheng.

The realm of the twenty-four solar terms suddenly evolved, and finally turned into arrogance and determination, tearing apart the whole world's partial!

The gold is broken, the wood is stubborn, the water is gone, the fire is extended, and the earth is covered!

The five realms in the Book of Forgetfulness came out together, shaking the heavens and the earth suddenly, and brilliant lights flew out from the earth and the sky, converging on that finger.

East Tianmu, West Wind Gold, Nanyang Fire and Arctic Water, the Quartet converges into the Middle Palace Soil, and the four elephants blend in the fingers!

This is a shocking finger - Break!

A finger is handed out, like a cloud smashing down, suppressing the great seal of the common people, unmatched, unstoppable, and no enemy will be allowed to stand in front of him again!

At this moment, the realm of the king of An Tusheng hung high above the top, and between heaven and earth was like a tide of thousands of soldiers and horses, raising their sharp blades in the direction they were pointing out!

The only thing the enemy can do is kneel! The only thing you can wait for is to die!

With the first loud bang, the fog broke and the waves flew.

There was a second loud bang, and the thunder exploded, and the electric light went out.

With the third loud bang, blood fell from the clouds like a torrential rain, and there was a big hole running through the dragon's chest!

Under the power of the King of Heaven and Earth, the dragon fell with a wail, smashing a domed house, the hole above the chest was torn apart again, and the scarlet blood flowed out of the shattered shell, turning into a stream and running back into the silent river of death.

That is, in an instant, in the reflection, the Great Elder's body trembled, spit out a mouthful of blood, and the staff in his hand cracked into a terrible trace.

The fantasy species that fought was dead, and in a short period of time it was no longer possible to summon the battered planetary will again.

He still has the strength to fight, but he still has to maintain the integrity of the Great Enchantment, if the Enchantment collapses, the surviving clansmen will definitely not be able to survive under the attack of such a strong enemy, and they will definitely die in the aftermath of the battle.

At the other end, Chen Jingmo, who jointly controlled the enchantment, suddenly put most of the control of the enchantment into his hands.

The large enchantment with the core divided into two is like a seesaw, one end is easy, and the other must be forced.

He had to make sure that the Great Barrier and the support he had given to everyone wouldn't dissipate, or else it would only get worse!

Reluctantly, he glanced at the enemy in the sky, and his figure sank to the other side of the barrier and disappeared.

The winner in the sky was decided in an instant.

An Tusheng stretched out his finger, and the six-star mid-stage planet agent, Shenlong, died.

Indifferently watching the rain of blood fall from the clouds, he continued to look at the earth blankly, and suddenly remembered something, stepped on the void and landed on the earth, walking towards the entrance of the village without hurrying.

This is the first duel to end, but in front of him, there is still a fierce fight that has not yet ended!

The clamor of shouts of slaughter came from the depths of the fog that shrouded outside the village, and the anger and determination to make a desperate bet and the indomitable will to fight were terrifying!

The roars of countless people overlapped, and the sound of something colliding and rubbing together gathered in one place, spreading in all directions.

Without hurry, Antusheng walked towards the front unswervingly.

Suddenly, a blood-red banner appeared, and with it, a clearer and clearer sound followed.

"Eat! …… Touch! …… Lever! …… Blossoms on the ridge! …… Happy seniors! … Big three! … Kiyoichi sè! …… Seven pairs in a row! …… Look at me, the unparalleled warriors of the country! ”

In the hustle and bustle of countless people, the blood-red flag was waved in the wind, and some people wrote in thick ink on it: Warmly celebrate the successful opening of the 9th Mahjong Competition of Qingshan Cup! (Actually, it should be the sixth, Liang Cheng scribbled...... ）

A gust of wind blew, and two hundred tables of mahjong put on a huge lineup, countless strange-looking people crowded together, and dirty plastic bags, cigarette butts, and thick phlegm appeared in front of them.

"Senior, please stay!"

In this endless pure white mist, a vague person suddenly appeared in front of An Tusheng: "Do you want to compete?" ”

He pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket: "The prizes are very rich~ First prize Ba Asami and other figures, it's still the kind of limited edition that will turn around!" ”

An Tusheng looked at him indifferently and didn't say a word.

"Well, if you're not interested, the second prize is a three-day tour of the waterfront in Innsmouthtown."

An Tusheng continued to be indifferent, his eyes empty.

"Third Prize...... Hmm, the third prize Eight Hearts and Eight Arrows 'The Most Dazzling National Style' Commemorative Edition Love Crazy One"

Still indifferent.

"Well, look at your Alzheimer's look, you know that you can't play a technical game like mahjong." The blurred visitor patted him on the shoulder: "Why don't you change to something else?" ”

"Fighting the landlord? Zakin flowers? …… I'll go, seven kings and five, tractors, you will always play, right? ”

Looking at his indifferent face, the person with a blurred face sighed: "Forget it, just look at your expression and know that life is not fun, do you want to learn?" ”

His spirits perked up, he took out a piece of paper, and said in a dynamic and excited tone: "If you learn technology, you will go to Xinqingshan, eight hundred chuáng stainless steel, and two hundred junior sisters are strong in technology......"

Boom!

Antusheng waved his hand.

The person in front of him spurted blood, broke off his waist, and was shattered by the strength of a blade.

The thousand-foot-long sword of heaven and earth swung horizontally, and suddenly slashed towards the strange crowd of people who were playing mahjong together in the distance.

Blood was flying, corpses were everywhere, and blood was drifting.

A stump of limbs fell to the ground, and the hurricane kicked up a thick white fog, and the fog as deep as the ocean rose and fell, sweeping like a tide.

In an instant, like an illusion, all the corpses and blood on the ground disappeared, and he was left alone again between the pale heaven and earth.

Like a dream, real and unreal mixed, Antusheng fell back into a state of emptiness in this strange situation, allowing the tide of thick fog to cast a shadow of Shu Shu in the pupils of the black sè.

Silent, pale, and as overwhelmed as the otherworld, in the depths of the fog there were yinsen, twisted behemoths stretching their bodies, casting a terrifying faint shadow.

In this pure white world intertwined with thick fog, Antusheng stood quietly, staring blankly at the dense fog in front of him.

Until a hoarse voice came from behind him.

"Forget it, since you don't like to play chess and cards, let's change to RG corner sè."

Squatting on a swivel chair, a young man with unkempt hair and a pale face in a white coat and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face played with the poker in his hand intently.

Right in front of his xiong, the ID card hanging around his neck hung down and fluttered with the breeze.

On the top of the photo, someone is smiling brightly.

Name: Liang Chengcheng; Introduction: 'Senior Neuropathy, Specialist in Treating Elderly'

Slowly, there were crazy and chaotic pupils raised, and in Liang Chengcheng's weird expression, Lu let out a hideous smile: "As for the name of the game, it's called ......

Castle Peak Hospital - Battle Royale! ”

The hurricane suddenly rolled up from behind him, and the thick white fog dissipated, revealing a huge looming building.

The crumbling walls were mottled with powdered falls, the eerie and terrifying high-rise towered silently in the thick fog, and laughter and screams continued to be heard from the depths of the building.

With Liang Chengcheng's chuckle, the iron slang on the gate made a sharp grinding sound, and slowly pulled away, and there were traces of rust everywhere on the iron bar, as well as brown sè marks like red sè after the sticky substance had dried up.

So the voices of countless people wailing became clearer and clearer, and at the moment when the iron fence was opened, a cold air flow blew out, as if dozens of pairs of resentful eyes were already watching the comer.

Under the dark sky, at the entrance of a hospital-like building, the street lamps that had fallen into disrepair suddenly emitted intermittent dim glows.

In the light of the light, the shadow of the smiling man in the swivel chair elongated.

With the flickering of the dim light, on the earth, an inexplicable yin shadow squirmed and spread, and Lu smiled fiercely.

One world, one madness.

Antusheng, welcome to Castle Peak Hospital.

……

At the same moment, in the rainstorm, Chen Jingmo held a small red umbrella, stood quietly and silently in front of Li Chunyang and said, "I'm in a hurry. ”

If you use one sentence to describe Li Chunyang's mood at that time, it is an out-and-out swearing.

The general meaning should be: **! Don't you drag the dead woman like this!

When the swordsman was angry, he drew his sword, of course, it would not be such a cheap trick as the ultimate bladder sword.

Under the sunken sky, suddenly a flash of light lit up, it was a miserable white rainbow light!

Before the pure yang sword intent was unsheathed, there was a sword aura like a rainbow!

In the middle of the roar, the martial arts intent carried in the sword qi eroded the reality in the enchantment, bringing all kinds of trance fantasies.

In an instant, a burning comet flew across the night sky, a miserable white rainbow light pierced through the scorching sun, and a pitch-black falcon screamed and swooped down from the clouds!

This is a straight stab that has been tempered thousands of times, and the assassination swordsmanship brewed countless times when swinging the sword with the determination to sacrifice one's life!

Specializing in assassinating the king's bureaucrats, comets attack the moon!

Nie Zheng stabbed Han puppet, Bai Hong ran through the sun!

To get away from the thorn Qingji, the goshawk hits the temple!

Jing Ke stabbed the King of Qin, see you in the dagger!

In the midst of this tragic omen of death, the illusion spreads out, there is blood flowing and drifting, and the corpse is lying in wait for thousands of miles!

Layers of sword light shattered the torrential rain like a waterfall, piercing the wall of blood that appeared in the air, and stabbing the small red umbrella in Chen Jingmo's hand in the shattering of blood light.

In the light sound that penetrated, the umbrella surface shattered, Chen Jingmo's shoulder picked up a wisp of blood mist, and his slender body took a step back.

"Sure enough...... Can't beat it. ”

Rubbing his fingers on his shoulder, Chen Jingmo looked at the bright red dissipated from his fingertips with some annoyance, and muttered to himself in a low voice.

However, it can be dragged out.

In the chaotic airflow, the umbrella in Chen Jingmo's hand flew out of his hand and floated into the sky, pouring down heavy rain, but it turned into a shattered mist in the strange sound.

Chen Jingmo dragged the blood flowing from his shoulder, and the blood lingered on his white fingertips, constantly changing, like a sword, like a gun, like a hammer......

What is good? It doesn't seem like I'm good at anything......

If it is condensed into a sword, the proficiency of the guy on the other side seems to be higher than his own, so naturally he can't kill himself.

If you condense into a long gun, you will hit a lot of attack range, but ...... Don't be lucky!

Well, that's it, this one is a little more handy.

In this way, the blood mist in Chen Jingmo's hand suddenly swelled, and when the viscous and thick blood mist dissipated, a familiar weapon appeared in Chen Jingmo's hand.

With a few flexible swings, the weapon in Chen Jingmo's hand slashed through the air, making a low sound of breaking the air, and the afterimages left staggered traces.

Several flying sword qi were slashed one after another, accompanied by a roar like a boulder shattering.

This is pure force to break through skill, exerting dozens of times the force on the weapon at the moment of contact, and smashing all the incoming sword qi!

"What! I'm still good at it. ”

Chen Jingmo looked at the weapon in his hand and smiled proudly.

"Cut! Dead woman. Li Chunyang made an impatient sound in his throat.

Boom!

The heavy long-handled weapon slammed into the bloody ground beneath his feet as his arm fell.

It was a fire axe that could be found everywhere, which could break down doors, destroy corpses, destroy traces, and blacken......

With so many features and great value for money, we all love it.

Chen Jingmo's physical skills are not very good, except for some secret skills that Changsun Wu occasionally taught her, until now she only relies on a set of three volumes of "Death Martial Arts Fighting Textbook I, Middle, and Bottom" to make a living.

But what suits him is the best, Chen Jingmo has never envied others.

Although Changsun Wu fights hand-to-hand combat, and the enemy is defeated within three meters, he has to lift dumbbells every day, exercise to the point of stinky sweat, and get dirty at every turn...... And the muscular woman is the most annoying, so don't be a sister!

Ottolia swung her sword 3,000 times a day, trained for five hours in armor and sword fighting, and began her riding training almost free.

Although every day is fulfilling...... But it's so troublesome, Chen Jingmo feels that he will definitely collapse on the kind of schedule that is strict to every second.

The most important thing is that if you train every day, where will you have time to read new episodes, read comics, and play games!

And also to make breakfast, lunch, dinner, when Bai Shuo stayed up late to read the spell book, he also had to deliver supper in the Vientiane Pavilion.

Although Bai Shuo is very strong, as long as Bai Shuo is strong, it is enough, such a strong person, don't you have to listen to your own arrangement to wash your hands obediently when you eat dinner?

Even if he is two or three times stronger, he still has to be pushed by himself to wash off the smell of smoke without brushing his teeth before going to bed?

Hmph, this is called a sense of achievement, a sense of achievement!

Without the slightest will, Chen Jingmo likes to lie on the sofa and watch Bai Shuo, his eldest grandson, and Liya their daily routine combat training, shouting cheers by the way.

In this way, there is no consciousness of pulling the team back, Chen Jingmo lies on the sofa every day to read comics, eat potato chips, flip through magazines, play games, and occasionally pick up some very strange things in the exchange list of the main god and come back to play, it is really a happy life...... That's weird!

To some extent, Chen Jingmo's training is hard and heavy that I hope no one in the team can match.

In the spirit hun, the training for the spirit hunbo has never stopped for a day, and even when she is eating and sleeping, her spirit hunbo is consuming, recovering, and growing at a crazy rate.

This is the only way to grow the spirit hunbo, the boring cultivation day after day, exhausting all the spirit hunbo, waiting for re-recovery, depleting again, slowly growing in the exhaustion and filling again and again.

The feeling of being exhausted was not a very comfortable experience, and he was exhausted and mentally exhausted to the point that he couldn't even faint, so he could only wait for a slow recovery in a feeling of empty sadness.

And this kind of training, Chen Jingmo has never stopped since he exchanged the weapon bloodline.

Even if it was eating and sleeping, her spirit hunbo was always maintaining that level of consumption and growth.

From the subtle length at the beginning, to the almost substantial turmoil at the end, and then cause qualitative changes, without friction and resonance, let the spirit hunbo grow to the point of 'hunwei'.

During the hardships and pains, Chen Jingmo has never told others, just like her name, the only thing she is good at is to do what she can do silently and do her best.

Chen Jingmo's help to everyone in life is absolutely irreplaceable by others, and it is precisely because of her that I hope the team's daily life will not become a mess.

Even in the tedious tidying work, the training of the spirit hunbo did not stop in the slightest. ro！。