Chapter 599 goes one level further

Withered grasslands, weeds, and howling winds.

On the dry riverbed, hundreds of colorful poisonous scorpions appeared next to a miserable white animal bone, crowded together and piled up in a thick layer. A tingling sound sounded, and an invisible layer of coercion rippled under the poisonous scorpion. The frightened scorpion quickly retreated, disappearing into the ground along the cracks in the ground.

When all the poisonous scorpions retreated, a fourteen-year-old figure was revealed. His clothes were ragged, and the large purple-blue poisonous spots on his skin had faded. The short silver hair glowed gently in the dim light of the sky. His face was pale, his brow furrowed, his eyes not yet open, but his breathing had stabilized.

Suddenly, he flicked his fingers, grasped the Qingfeng sword beside him, and slowly opened his eyes, and a vast and mysterious starry sky came into his eyes.

"I had a good dream in this environment. He muttered to himself. He dreamed of all the people he cared about, gathered together, sat together, talked and laughed and enjoyed dinner.

When he woke up, he stuck out his tongue and pulled a scorpion hook off the tip of his tongue. Then, standing up with his broadsword, he said, "A new round of slaughter has begun. ”

With that, he dragged his great sword and staggered towards the cliff not far away. When he reached the front and back of the steep cliff, he leaped to his feet, leaped over the rocks, and finally stood on the top of the cliff. He overlooked the withered, desolate grasslands, and the air was filled with the smell of decadence. Immediately after, he took a deep breath and roared loudly at the vast withered grassland.

His voice was like a hurricane, swept out in an instant, echoing across the grassland. All the withered beasts hidden in the weeds raised their heads and looked towards the cliff, and then, with one roar, they formed an army of beasts, rushing towards his position with great momentum.

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The sun sets, and the moon rises and the moon disappears.

Outside the Wind Dragon Palace, time flies. After King Jingfeng borrowed Ye Qingcheng's wine gourd, he drank it day and night. Sleep when you're drunk, drink when you wake up, it's completely drunk and dreaming of death. Xiaobai is still in her infancy, innocent and carefree. Only Liu Beishui was anxious, he sat on the top of the mountain next to the Battle Dragon Palace, sitting cross-legged trying to suppress the anxiety in his heart, overlooking the ethereal clouds and smoke and the vast Gu Sen below. In the distance, the cracks in the sky grew larger and wider, and the space-time tornado began to ravage the edge of the forest, rapidly eroding the forest. However, King Jingfeng had no intention of governing these and allowed it to destroy this ancient realm.

"Ten days. Liu Beishui muttered to himself. It had been several days, and Ye Qingcheng's screams had not been heard.

On the ground, a purple figure flew down from the warped corners of the ancient hall. Staggered over to Liu Beishui's side and bent down to sit down.

"Seniors. Liu Beishui said: "You really turned into a ruin from here?"

King Jingfeng looked around at the sky in the distance and said, "Those who should perish, forcibly reversed, will not change their fate in the end." ”

"It seems that the senior's heart is like ashes. Liu Beishui said: "Don't you believe that man will win the day?"

This is nothing but the words of those who do not know the height of the sky. King Jingfeng said.

"If you are at the mercy of fate, it is not a cowardly move to blame the heavens for all failures?" Liu Beishui retorted.

King Jingfeng shook his head and said, "You are very smart. I don't want to listen to destiny, but how can a person who has no dreams and hopes survive without finding an excuse to comfort himself?"

Liu Beishui didn't say anything more, King Jingfeng was the last Tianxiao clan. After his death, his only faith was the Purple Sand King, but she abandoned him.

Seeing that Liu Beishui no longer spoke, King Jingfeng asked instead: "This Wind Dragon Hall is regarded as the treasure of the town by the ancient guards of Yongmen, how did you escape from him?"

"We've found a Planar Craftsman. Liu Beishui said: "He repaired the damaged ancient monument in the abandoned Gulei Realm......

"I see. King Jingfeng said, "Very smart. However, such a strong guy as Yongmen Gushou will let you go to his treasure land to spread wild?"

"Come in, what else can he do?" Liu Beishui said.

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West.

On a black spirit cannon stone platform with a diameter of dozens of zhang, there is a table of sumptuous delicacies. The spirit cannon had been destroyed, and only the stone platform was suspended above the vast sea. In the entire western sea, there was no longer a battle, but countless corpses were floating on the sea. There are human soldier corpses, the corpses of orc generals, and even more fragmented demon melting corpses. In the distance, in the eastern part of the West Sea, a huge spirit cannon had been pushed over, reaching the coastline of the Blood Shark Country, and was frantically bombarding the border of the Blood Shark Country.

Under the command of the Yongmen Gushou, the battle lasted for more than a year, and finally advanced nearly a thousand miles, causing the flames of war to spread and bloom on the territory of the enemy country.

On the sea, a large number of Twin Peaks Demon Summoning Towers have been dilapidated and abandoned. All the Melting Demons returned to the Blood Shark Country and guarded the Blood Shark Country Capital to the death. It is estimated that that is the location of the Blood Dragon Palace.

At present, the war has entered the final stage, and it is only a matter of time before the thirteen orc ancient kingdoms of the West Sea are swept away. However, it is worth looking forward to whether the other purpose of Yongmen Gushou can be achieved. Expanding the territory and seizing the dragon seal was the core purpose of his campaign. However, the war was almost over, and he didn't even see the true body of the Grim Reaper.

On the black remnant platform, in front of a long spiritual table, sat several giants of the ancient kingdom of Yongmen. The leader is naturally the ancient guard of Yongmen, followed by the purple peacock wearing a purple coat, and the thunder qilin wearing silver armor, and then Bai Ze wearing a white robe and having sheep horns, and the hero of the Yongmen country, Zhenxi Hou wearing a flower armor.

It turned out that the scene of talking and laughing was frozen at this time.

Everyone stopped their glasses and turned their heads to look at Bai Ze, who had a goatee and goat horns, and their eyes flashed with disbelief.

After being silent for a long time, Yongmen Gushou had a gloomy face, picked up the wine glass, and said, "When did it happen?"

"It's only been a few days since the outbreak of the year. Bai Ze said.

"Why haven't you said it for so long?" asked Yongmen Gushou.

"I want to wait for them to come out and then kill them. Bai Ze said. It is an unspeakable thing to be broken into the dragon hall guarded by a few weak imps.

The ancient guard of Yongmen drank all the wine in the cup, put down the wine glass, picked up the wine jug and filled the wine glass, and said with forbearance: "What am I sending out tens of millions of troops and pouring out the strength of the country? A few imps and a bull-nosed goblin sneaked in casually? The purpose is the same as mine, but it is so light?"

"Don't worry. Lei Qilin, who had unkempt hair and an old appearance, opened his mouth and said, "With the strength of that little ghost, he can't pass the level of King Huoluo, let alone defeat the Wind Dragon Ancestor Soul. ”

"Don't look at it, how did I get through in the first place. Yongmen Gushou said. At the beginning, it was he who made an agreement with Bai Ze, and when Bai Ze was not strong in his strength, he helped him and helped him defeat King Huoluo and the Wind Dragon Soul, "If King Jingfeng makes a move, who can guarantee that he will fail?"

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