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After the initial panic, the Nameks in the village quickly stabilized under the appeasement of the Great Elder, and the only sign of lull was the faint glow of light in the sky. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The first drops of rain finally fell from the sky, pouring down on a wasteland that had probably not seen a single rain for ten years.

At first, the muddy rainwater seeped into the dry sand, but soon a rising quagmire formed on the loess earth.

The parched earth was washed out of ravines by flowing mud and rainwater, and the rivers that had been dry down were quickly filled up by torrential rains.

From drought to flooding, there is not even a transition between the two extremes.

If it weren't for the fact that the village happened to be on a high place, it might have been covered by a mudslide that came upstream with the torrent.

This bad weather was only set off by the remnants of the battle on the planet, and although most of the power did not enter Frieza's body without the slightest waste, the remnants of the huge force were enough to affect the changes in the continental plates.

Bai Shuo's almost crazy extraction of the spiritual veins of the entire planet is also an important reason, and the intense activity of magic power has brought more than just changes in the heavens.

Outside of the villages guarded by the barrier, the vast wasteland has undergone anomalies under the flow of spiritual veins, including the dead magic zone where no elements exist at all after the spiritual vein is cut off, and the magical rampaging zone caused by the overload of the spiritual veins and the turbulence of mana - the release of magic in such a place can be in danger of getting out of control at any time, and even a small mage trick can cause a terrifying effect like the Great Split.

And it was in this dark night of pouring rain that the withered old man with a high crown robe roamed the wilderness.

At his feet, whether it is mud and rock turbulence, raging floods, or silted quagmire, all of them have turned into smooth roads.

All kinds of incredible magic skills were easily used in the hands of the old man, without the slightest trace of deliberateness, just like instinct.

In the void, a reed crosses the river, and the void resists the wind......

Even the surrounding environment changed rapidly under his will, from torrential rain to sunshine, to a desert country.

The world has undergone incredible changes under his will.

On his body, the purple dragon robe from the Thunderbolt world fluttered in the wind, producing incredible changes.

In the midst of the storm, his figure blurred, but a violent will awoke from it.

The sinuous energy weaved into a large, hideous phantom in the rain curtain, surrounding him.

Anyone who sees it will exclaim in disbelief......

Is that...... Dragon!

At this moment, the sound of Antu is like the Son of Heaven, the real dragon energy surrounds the body, the majesty of the emperor is undoubted, in front of him, all things surrender!

Providence! Terrain! King! Water passes! Dirt cover!

At this moment, all kinds of wonderful realms such as the Heavenly Providence Chapter, the Terrain Chapter, and the King Chapter in the Book of Forgetfulness all converged on his body, making this side of the world become a plaything in his hands.

It's just that the only thing that is puzzling is his eyes...... In the dark pupils of the universe, the shadow of the whole world was reflected, but there was nothing.

There was no murderous intent, no anger, no more desolation of the past, just an indifferent emptiness.

Even if the Heavenly Book of Forgetfulness is completed, its strength has increased hundreds of times with an incredible trend, and it has already rushed into the eight-star middle rank and integrated into the entire world...... But there is no ego anymore.

In the roar of the rainstorm, thunder, and torrent, he moved forward as if he had stepped on a smooth road, and a hollow voice continued to be made under his long white beard: "Bai Shuo...... Slay...... Bai Shuo...... Kill ......"

After a long time, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and he looked up at the sky between the dark sky and the earth, and whispered as if he had suddenly realized: "Kill...... Bai Shuo ......"

Jerky and resolute, he repeated it again, as if telling himself, "Kill, Bai Shuo!" ”

"Kill ......" he slowly lowered his head and looked at the small village behind the torrent in the distance, his palm raised high towards the sky, and slashed down, as if to smash the invisible enemy, and roared out the name: "Bai Shuo! ”

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The black clouds shattered, the torrent rolled upside down, and the torrential rain stopped at this moment, and converged in the roar, turning into a sword of rain hanging in the sky!

In an instant, it was as if time had changed, and the terrifying gestures of the twenty-four solar terms were all turned into that rain blade.

All kinds of artistic conception flows: rain, sting, valley rain, white lu, cold lu, frost, light snow, winter solstice, small cold, big cold...... In an instant, the blade of rain that was thousands of meters long had already turned into a miserable white frost, slashing towards the village with a roar!

A sword was swung, but Antusheng itself did not emit any power, as if the world was attacking the Nameks under his will!

The huge blade stabbed down, and suddenly gave everyone a depressing feeling of calamity from heaven and nowhere to escape, and they could only watch this sword of rainstorm that slashed the heavens and the earth fall.

This is, the book of forgetfulness - the providence chapter!

With the hatred and obsession that have long dissipated, and the rhythm of the rhythm of the world, the sword of the storm cuts through the storm and falls from the sky!

The Xiaoice Sword of Frost and Rainstorm was wrapped in countless small ice beads that exuded cold, blending into the rainstorm, nowhere to be found, but it did exist.

This attack, which lies between the visible and the invisible, is not at all blocked by any shield and is not neutralized by any attack.

Can you hold a wisp of fresh wind and chop up all the droplets that fall through the rainstorm?

When the whole world becomes your enemy, how do you stop it?

Relying on the power of heaven and earth, this is the sword of celestial phenomena!

At that moment, a huge barrier suddenly emerged from the rainstorm, and a circle of light as clear as glass and as bright as sunlight surrounded the entire village.

In an instant, torrential rain and hurricanes hit the invisible barrier and burst out in all directions under the strong resistance of the plain birth.

And the sword of the Frost Storm finally pierced into the light barrier, and in an instant, a sharp sound like metal grinding appeared from the torrential rain.

The mournful sound shredded the rain, and the curtain of rain that almost flooded the entire world was torn apart into patches of white and cold mist by a sharp sound.

The terrible sound of tearing human eardrums continued until the massive frost sword was gone, and the rain fell again in the clouds.

The sword qi was like frost, covering the light barrier, dissolving inch by inch, and the light that blocked the entry of foreign objects also disappeared silently, as if it had never appeared.

Standing on top of the torrent, An Tusheng was still indifferent, but the depths of his eyes seemed to recall something, and the spirit hun remaining in his body let out a sharp roar with a poignant and resentful curse: "Bai Shuo! ”

"Ahem...... Hey ......"

A voice suddenly sounded over the village in the midst of the rainstorm, echoing in the rain curtain, a little dull and out of tune.

There was a sound of the pages turning, and the female voice said to herself, "Hmm...... Just say this, and the outside will be able to hear it, right? ”

"Huh?! It's already started?! The voice paused unexpectedly, and soon resounded again, and a female voice in mid-air said, "That...... Bai Shuo went out, he was not there. If you're looking for him, will you come back tomorrow? ”

An Tusheng's hollow pupils flashed a hint of scarlet, and he took a step forward and hissed, "Bai Shuo! ”

"They all say he's gone." The voice said unhurriedly: "My name is Chen Jingmo, Chen is Erdong Chen, silent quiet, silent ......"

Boom!

The rain curtain was torn apart suddenly, and the huge blades intertwined by dozens of heavy rains came with the wave of An Tusheng's hand.

There were several loud bangs in quick succession, and the flame and frost spread in the torrential rain, disappearing without a trace, and the light barrier flashed away.

Everything was gone again, except for the sound of torrential rain.

Boom! There was a sudden sound of slapping the table in the air, and Chen Jingmo's voice sounded: "I said that he is not there, I want the old lady to say it a few times!" ”

Chen Jingmo's good temper was completely wiped out, and he said impatiently: "If you have the ability, you can come in!" ”

"That's it! Write to cut, is it a turtle or an old turtle ......"

Boom! There was another slap on the table.

"Justice and don't mess with it...... Get me off the table! ”

……

In the pouring rain, the world fell silent at this moment, and two lines of blood and tears fell from the silent, empty pupils of Antusheng.

Like the last and curse, he said to himself jerky and out of tune: "Bai Shuo...... Slay...... Bai Shuo! ”

"Bai Shuo! Bai Shuo! Bai Shuo! Bai Shuo! ”

A terrible scream erupted from his throat, and in the midst of the roar, Antusheng stepped through the long distance and stood tall in the sky as King's Landing.

Pitch-black demonic intent spread out of the shell, disorderly, crazy, spreading in all directions......

Crazy? No, at this moment, he has completely lost the chance to go crazy, and from the moment he is willing to fall into the demonic path, there has been no more chance.

At this moment, there is nothing left in the shell called Antusheng, and the last obsession pushes the empty puppet forward.

Slay...... Bai Shuo!

The black clouds of the Iron Curtain cracked, and the sky dome was pressed down, this is the will of heaven!

The earth roared and cracked, and the torrent rolled up into the sky and surrounded him, this is the terrain!

Vientiane surrenders, and the power of the spirits spreads, this is the king!

There are also pro-thoughts, teachers, sunshine, moon reflection, romance, and clouds......

At this moment, in the realm of the Demon Dao of the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Book of Forgetfulness, the world turned black and pale, and everything lost its color.

Everything was distorted, and the decaying intent of death was revealed in the endless black and white ink scenes, and only a fierce and resentful aura poured down from the sky.

The world outside the enchantment turned into mountains and rivers of ink, and under this inexplicable change, the form of the Namek Star Great Enchantment was finally fully revealed.

This side of heaven and earth was completely eroded and transformed by the sudden appearance of the sad end of the meaning, so that all those who were in it couldn't help but have a kind of death will be like ashes, and life would be happy.

God's Domain—The End Realm!

In the middle of the enchantment, Chen Jingmo raised his head, suddenly remembered a name, and couldn't help blurting out: "No harm? ”

At this moment, the fifteen peerless artistic conceptions above the heavenly dome were formed, and they collapsed and contracted in the pitch-black demonic intent, turning into a pitch-black sword.

"Gravel!"

Gripping the sword in his hand, An Tusheng suddenly raised it high with three points of despair and seven points of blood and tears, and the blade fell!

Rumble!

A terrible crack suddenly appeared above the light barrier, and the dark and pale world invaded in an instant, making the crack impossible to bridge.

The barrier separating the two realms has been broken like this?

"Flying Feather!"

Above the sky, in the torrential rain, An Tusheng's face was covered with rain, letting the rain wash away blood and tears, he roared angrily and swung another sword.

Rumble!

Huge and hideous cross cracks appeared on the vast Light Barrier, as if they were burning under the erosion of the Divine Domain, the Realm of the End.

Burning flame reverse cross ...... It's like turning the Crusader's emblem upside down.

In the midst of the torrential rain and thunder, Antu laughed hoarsely and walked into the barrier with his sword.

At the head of the village, Liang Chengcheng held a telescope and whispered to himself: "I'll go...... Is it really a letter? I just said nonsense......"

Chen Jingmo held the core of the enchantment in his hand, and a trace of determination suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly twisted the core.

The light of blood spread from her hands, instantly covering the land of the village, reflecting the dark sky and the village.

So in an instant, the heavens and the earth are turned upside down, the world is turned upside down, and the space is repeated.

The surface and inside of the world were suddenly turned upside down, and all the Nameks except for all the reincarnators were replaced by the mirror space created by moving into the enchantment.

And the world they live in has been reduced to a reflection in blood.

This is a refuge for the Nameks in times of crisis, and they are in absolute safety until the core of the barrier is breached.

And the core of Chen Jingmo's enchantment......

The light of blood surged, and the spherical hub intertwined with spells and light slowly merged into Chen Jingmo's body, and the control of the Great Enchantment of Baishuo Namek Star changed hands in an instant, and Chen Jingmo had taken over with full authority.

The lines intertwined by the light were replaced by blood at this moment, and the layers of bolan rippled in that thin layer of blood.

It looks like it's just a thin layer like a blister, but the sè color is like a deep and bottomless sea of blood.

And at this moment, the Great Elder's wooden staff suddenly struck on the blood, and a long dragon roar suddenly sounded in the depths of the sea of blood.

The burly and massive dragon set off the waves of the sea, manifested with dragon balls and magical power, opened its blood-red eyes and soared into the sky!

At this moment, the status of the divine dragon, who was given the authority of the agent by Gaia, was not inferior to the primate killer on the earth, but it was many times stronger in strength.

In the midst of the lightning and thunder, an electric light fell into his hand, turning into a thunderbolt spear hundreds of meters long, constantly emitting a trace of blazing electricity, evaporating the rich water vapor in the air into mist.

The transpiring mist gathered around the dragon god, instead forming its domain, and in the thick fog, the dragon god's burly body loomed, with a hideous and violent face, confronting the sound of Antu in the sky.

Without time to pay attention to the battle situation in the sky, Chen Jing slowly let out a sigh of relief, and rubbed Youxi's hair on the side: "Don't be afraid, be obedient." ”

Xi nodded obediently, picked up the accompanying cat, and sank into the reflection of the enchantment under Chen Jingmo's arrangement.

Chen Jingmo looked at the still steaming soup pot in the kitchen behind him with some distress, and the noodles on the cutting board had not yet been lowered, carefully and carefully covered them with a tarp, and then hurriedly tidied up his somewhat disordered hair, walked out of the house with the corner of his clothes, and took out an umbrella at the door by the way, before walking into the pouring rain.

In the pouring rain, the girl with an umbrella stood in the rain curtain and looked up in the direction of the entrance of the village.

In the depths of the hazy rainstorm, a figure slowly appeared, slowly walking with unparalleled fierceness and killing intent.

One person and one sword had already been wet by the torrential rain, but it couldn't extinguish the killing intent in his eyes that seemed to pierce the entire world.

Sensing the figure blocking him, Li Chunyang asked expressionlessly, "Chen Jingmo?" ”

Holding an umbrella, Chen Jingmo was like a flower about to be submerged in a rainstorm, and said weakly and seriously: "Well, it's me." ”

"If you want to kill someone or set fire, you'd better hurry, I'm in a hurry." Chen Jingmo looked down at his watch: "There are still five minutes to turn off the gas, otherwise the soup will not be fresh." ”

Under the dark sky, Li Chunyang silently raised the sword in his hand and connected it to the scabbard, but the majestic rainstorm was suddenly torn apart and evaporated by the sword intent that could not be triggered in the scabbard.

The next moment, the sword intent was like a dragon, and the air shattered in an instant, and it flew in with a white mist!

On the other side of the village, two figures faced each other silently at the ends of the long street.

After the magic transformation, the 'Jenova' war horse neighed in a low voice behind the black-armored samurai, and kicked the ground with the soles of its feet in a rage, stepping on small holes in the stone slabs of the green sè.

Standing in front of the war horse was a blonde girl holding a helmet in her left hand, covered in pitch-black armor, standing heavy and steady on the ground.

The icy rain slowly slid down her golden hair and dripped into her neck, but in her right hand, the astonishingly large pitch-black greatsword did not tremble in the slightest.

The magic sword, covered with terrible cracks, pointed at the comer not far away with steady and greedy killing intent.

In the direction the blade pointed, a knight in blood-red armor stood silently.

The torrential rain poured in through the cracks in the armor, but there was no sound under the armor except for the sound of breathing, which was extremely calm.

Standing in the torrential rain, the armor on Chen Yi's body that was shattered by Changsun Wu was not only completely repaired, but also had a new change.

The hideous shape of the armor alone was enough to be a murder weapon, the armor was rounded and angular as a whole, and on either side of the forearm were hideous sharp blades, which were obviously added to match his physical skills.

He had a magic sword named 'Abofis' hanging from his waist, but he held a pitch-black riding spear in his hand.

Facing the blocker in front of him, Chen Yi silently took off a heavy and huge shield from his back and erected it in front of him.

Almighty knight Chen Yi showed his full armament for the first time in this world.

The numerous weapons are by no means a burden, and Chen Yi's attainments in each weapon are no less than the grandmaster level.

The more weapons he has, the more headaches his enemies will have.

The coat of arms on the shield shone with a burst of light, and the burning nightmare appeared silently, neighing defiantly towards the pitch-black warhorse behind Ottoria.

The Jenova warhorse raised its head in the rainstorm, glanced at the other party, and quickly turned its head unconcernedly.

Guns, swords, armor, horses, complete.

Although there is no morality in it, this is a knight's duel,

"Supernumerary of the Martial God Warband, Chen Yi." Chen Yi, who was under the iron armor, suddenly let out a hoarse voice, penetrating the torrential rain and spreading: "Fight to the death!" ”

"My lord, Ottoria." The blonde girl solemnly put on her helmet, pulled down her hideous mask, and behind the cold steel, a cold voice came: "I accept your challenge!" ”

In an instant, the two of them turned over and got on their horses, preparing for the charge at almost the same high speed, and the two pairs of eyes on the iron armor were already covered with a brutal light.

The next moment, charge!

The hurricane roared wildly, rushed into the sky, and scattered in all directions with a curtain of rain! ro！。