Chapter 243: The Burning Wasteland: The Small Universe of the Eruption of Artety
"Whew-"
The elven dragon opened its small mouth and exhaled like an orchid, and the sweet smell spread into the earth with the wind, and suddenly the flowers bloomed and the vitality was revealed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info
"The pace of nature is rising, the sky is blue, the earth is peaceful, the spring is tinkling, the flowers are blooming, the ancient trees are towering, and even the birds are singing happy songs. ”
Winnie sang softly, and the beautiful song kept coming, and everywhere she passed was peaceful.
"Wow, wow!"
In the sky, a fire demon suddenly let out a terrible howl, his never-ending flames disappeared, and vines strangely emerged from his body, gnawing at his demonic spirit.
Smack!
In less than thirty seconds, under the gaze of the demon high-level leaders, this flame demon became a scattered stone, and the vines wrapped its body, falling straight down.
"Ahh
Another abomination has been hit!
Oranvido shuddered, this strange death also made all the demons abandon the idea of fighting again.
Run!
One of the fire demons took the lead in deserting and flew towards the north in a panic, but on the way it had already turned into gravel vines!
This terrible phenomenon spread like a plague, and the returning demons became a joke, and they fled like lost dogs, but they still couldn't stop the disaster from coming.
"Good!"
"Die, demons!"
・・・
Looking at the fate of these demons from afar, the soldiers and students below were in a good mood, raising their arms and cheering.
This miraculous punishment is the best reckoning for their sins!
"It's too..." Juan couldn't find any adjectives, and he could see that the change in the demon race was related to the gas spit out by the elven dragon.
However, this elven dragon was too powerful, and the destruction of these seventh-order demon powerhouses was as simple as chopping melons and vegetables.
"Now I agree with that point of view, the elven dragons are the descendants of the ancient dragons and the ancient elves. Kyle sighed, but there was a slight worry in his eyes.
Although he has lost his epic realm and strength, his eyesight is still there, and the elven dragon is really overdrawing his life!
"Don't!" roared Orenvideo.
He could feel the presence of the seed in his body, and when he recalled the image of the death of the fire demon, his scalp suddenly went numb.
"How can I die?" Oranvido gritted his teeth viciously, turned his heart sideways, and turned into a pool of blood, scattering like a water bottle bursting.
"Hmph, it's decisive!" Herculi snorted, Oranvideo used his racial talent to escape sanctions, but he also suffered a lot of damage, and even his realm fell!
"Whew-"
At the right time, the elven dragon exhaled again, his body wilted, and his expression darkened.
This breath was thrown into Pixar's body.
At this time, Pixar grew up at a speed visible to the naked eye, with dense layers of dragon scales, wide as a palm, oval and pointed, and wavy turning.
"Roar!
Pixar writhed, disgusted by the force.
It doesn't want to grow up! It's not like it grew up that way!
It only wants to be the little Pixar forever, in the arms of its owner.
"Roar!"
Pixar fell to the ground, sending a cloud of dust and smoke into the sky.
The dragon's head fell to the earth, tears streaming down from his huge eyes, and he whimpered and wept.
Dragons' tears are a kind of treasure, because they never weep easily, and even when they do, they cry when they take on human form.
Generally, only when the old dragon returns to the burial place, will he shed a tear of innocence at the moment of death to explain to future generations.
Pixar's grief and tears are nostalgia for the first half of his life, and he is reluctant to give up his master.
From the moment it was born, fate was linked to Winnie, they depended on each other, they wandered in life, it can be said that Meng is not out of focus, Jiao is not separated from Meng.
And now, Winnie has made her choice, and it is powerless.
He hates!
"Winnie..." Arsati half-knelt on the ground, and the black knife plunged straight into the ground without a word.
It wasn't until this moment that he knew how much Winnie really meant to him, and heartbreak was not enough to describe his feelings.
He also wept, the second person after Ake.
In two years, he had already become familiar with this girl by his side.
Spoil him, play with him, and always call him brother affectionately.
But it all ends today!
"Ahh
Arsati drew his long knife and rushed at the elven dragon in the sky, he wanted to take his sister back.
Boom!
However, he was greeted by a cold barrier of rules.
Shadow Residence Liuhe: Song of the Dead!
Arsati was furious, and he swung out a sword, the strongest sword in the world's martial arts!
Whoa!
The knife was cut in two, the soul of the dead screamed, and a song of tragedy was played, and even the air flow was completely chopped, full of spray.
Rise!
The rule barrier was a few inches deep, and that crack was shocking, which was enough to prove the strength and potential of Arti, but it still couldn't get Winnie back!
Crash!
In the next second, the rule barrier is back to the original!
"Ahh
Arty has attacked again, and he must save Winnie!
The Mystery of Death!Nine-petal Moon Pupil!Shadow Residence Liuhe・Song of Death!
Whew-
The rule barrier shook in small pieces, breaking a small hole, but it recovered again in the next second.
Not enough! Far from enough!
Arte fell into madness, his long gray-black hair was instantly wrapped in darkness and blood, and behind him appeared a figure like Shura, holding a long knife, setting off a bloody storm, leaving a scene of corpses and a sea of blood.
Click!
In an instant, the mystery of death transformed, passed the initial polishing stage, and entered the transformation of the righteous spirit!
The nine-petal moon pupil regenerated and changed, suddenly turning into twelve petals!
If the three-petal moon pupil is the first gear, the six-petal moon pupil is the second gear, and the nine-petal moon pupil is the third grade, the twelve-petal moon pupil is the ultimate fourth gear!
Hula! Not enough! Not enough!
Arsati took a step closer to stirring his brain, and the picture of darkness and death quickly reincarnated.
The power of the shadow house is not enough, then create another sword! A sword can split the rules of the weapon!
Syllable!
At the moment when he mobilized with all his heart, the bottleneck of the fifth order was also quietly broken.
"One knife! I only need one knife!"
Arsati said paranoidly, pleading with himself in his heart.
Whoa!
The will hooked up a new world, and an elusive new mystery appeared in his mind.
What awaits the soul after death?
The flowers are blooming on the other side, and there is always a new world waiting for you!
Whoa!
The trajectory of that knife Arsati has caught, and that is his new world!
Upanishads reincarnation!
Death Mystery!
Twelve-petal moon pupils!
Inheritance of military arts, reincarnation on the other side, wounded separation!(To be continued.) )