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Heaven does not allow him, and it is difficult to die if he wants to. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Digging deeper, Xiao Budian said this sentence with a deep meaning, but for the people around him, its effect is only to vent anger and comfort people, of course, it is quite comfortable to listen to.

Thirteen Lang returned, cut off the dragon's head with a knife, everyone saw that His Royal Highness Fei still had three heads, and his real calculation strength should be much stronger than Thirteen Lang, who occupied many opportunities;

How can such an existence die? Heaven does not tolerate it...... It's even more illusory and boring.

In short, everyone didn't take these words seriously, but they were very happy in their hearts, and in the same way, for His Highness Fei, it didn't matter whether the heavens tolerated him or not, his deity was going to and had been looking for the way of heaven, and he wanted to wrestle with it.

This is not the case now, His Highness Fei found a fact that made him feel depressed, he was not as powerful as he imagined, and it was very likely that he would not be able to pass the current level.

He was dying.

"Xiao, ten, three, Lang!"

Due to various factors, he was cut off with a knife, and Shisanlang almost didn't pause, and then made a surprise attack, and in a hurry, His Highness Fei didn't have a heartache, and opened his mouth to drink a word with strange syllables that sounded like there were countless words intersecting.

I don't know why, the knife held by Thirteen Lang gave him an extremely strange feeling, like an immortal enemy of life, in order to eliminate that sense of crisis from the soul, and at the same time, in order to defeat the other party in one fell swoop, Feidian did not hesitate to exert his dragon might.

The dragon power here does not refer to majesty, but to a unique talent that only pure-blooded dragons can have. It is said that the bloodline blessing left by the ancestor of the dragon clan only has one chance in a lifetime.

Unlike human language, which is considered to be the simplest and most complex way of communicating, it sounds like they are just meaningless words, but in reality. Each dragon word is linked by many echoes, and in a human way, each word in dragon language is equivalent to a dozen words in human language.

This is a special feature, but also a difficult problem, not to mention how to knead the magic power in the dragon language, with the human voice structure, it is difficult to pronounce it accurately, and it takes a long time to practice. His Highness Fei doesn't have that much time, but he has a pure dragon soul, which is difficult but not impossible to complete.

"Mighty ......"

One word long sound. His Highness Fei's lips trembled, and when he listened to a series of notes, he unconsciously echoed all around, and a sense of oppression began to grow, increasing several times.

His Royal Highness Fei's expression became serious, and his every move no longer had the slightest restlessness, becoming holy and solemn, and the feeling of oppression intensified, and the blade in his hand gradually became refined when Thirteen Lang pursued. It seems to have been confronted by some unknown opponent.

It was at this time.

The wind and sand in the sky were torn twice, and the thousand-zhang giant sword was cut off on the head. Wan Jun's giant fist struck, and the Dharma Dao Ocean was boundless and furious, and its momentum was even more violent and powerful than the knife that Thirteen Lang had just wielded.

"Slash!"

"Punch!"

"Law!"

Three hundred and eighty-seven mad spirit monks, each in three formations, each attacked, and they were all robbed!

What is robbery? So...... Thousands of years ago. Today's Canglang has jumped as a whole, but if you compare individual strength, excluding the night lotus, the big gray that belongs to the third awakening is the strongest, but it is only equivalent to the first tribulation. The meaning of the robbery, this time the mad spirit earth returns. Among them, casually twisting a cat and a dog out is the most in the world, just pick a dozen, be a little careful not to fall into the trap and be beaten, you can sweep the whole world.

This alone is not enough to frighten the power, the real horror lies in the formation, when the underworld was in a rush, the mad spirit monk really realized the horror of the power of Nirvana, and thought about how to gather the group and put it into action.

Hundreds of years of achievements are all taken out today, and what is displayed in front of His Royal Highness Fei is three magic arrays, and the thousand-zhang giant sword at the head is the one he has ever seen, the treasure of the Sword Sect.

On that day, two thousand swords worked together, one sword split eighty miles of mad spirits, and today one hundred and thirty-eight repairs, a thousand zhang giant blades shone brightly, and slashed at another dragon head in the air. Unlike Thirteen Lang, who relies on brute force to wield, this is the correct use of the giant sword, and it has a formation power bonus, and if it has a spirit, it will also be excited and inspired.

In addition to the sword, there is also a fist, led by a few demon cultivators, more than 100 people work together to condense into a fist, the momentum is not weaker than the giant blade, the last attack looks like a hodgepodge, all kinds of Taoism converge like a sea, but in fact, it implies rules.

Lock the sky, accept the land, do not escape, do not fight.

“....... Ho!"

Triple killing, His Royal Highness Fei realized at this time what kind of opponent he was facing, and retreated in a panic.

Where to retreat!

The world is vacated, the cloak is spread again, and the small point is based under the Luosang tree, and the sacrificial cloak world is placed with peace of mind, not seeking to kill, just to block it. In terms of cultivation, she is far from being able to compare with His Royal Highness Fei, but if she competes with the space escape method, it is like the difference between heaven and earth. In the gallop, His Highness Fei had just felt the boundary force blocking him, and the thousand-zhang giant blade was still approaching, intersecting with the dragon's flying claws.

"Dang!"

The giant sword frustrated, the dragon scales splashed, the sharp dragon groaned half-loudly, and the companion around him was hit in the waist and abdomen by the fist.

"Whew!"

The man hissed and the dragon roared, the hundredfold Dao method came to the face, the man and the dragon were trapped in the sea of fire, and the dizziness had just had time to turn around, and the black light came again.

The knife came again, cutting open the dragon's belly without mercy, and the rain flew wildly.

"Heaven and Earth Hongmeng, Crazy Spirit Falling Dao, Falling Heaven Realm!"

The sound of chanting sounded, the light of chaos shrouded, and the vicissitudes of life and loneliness inside, as if the ancient times were coming again, until the heart was moved, and a bright silver light flew from nowhere, and the body of His Royal Highness Fei was on the river.

Flying ants, millions!

Hundreds of years of cultivation, because of Luo Sang's infinite vitality, the queen ant has given birth to countless offspring, and not all of them are concentrated here.

These ants alone have surpassed the combined forces of the human world.

"Ahh

It was too late and could not be measured, and people only saw that the size of the double dragon on his head was rapidly shrinking, and the scales of the priceless and powerful magic weapon were riddled with holes, and then they were pulled out of the flesh by the combined efforts of the ants, and the surrounding companions immediately pounced into the wounds, entered the flesh, slurred blood, and gnawed bones. Drill the soul.

"Roar!"

The end fell, and the dragon power that His Highness Fei had been waiting for was finally released, and there were countless flying ants outside and inside his body, but his real target, Xiao Shisanlang, had long since lost his shadow; With both hands in claws, he tore open the red curtain on his side, and finally opened the door of the void.

"I won't let you go......"

"Can you run? ”

The sound came out, the fire started, and the four-panel room was a sea of fire, and the voice of Thirteen Lang resounded behind him, but the person walked out of the door of the space that His Highness Fei had worked hard and paid a huge price to open, and he was kicked in the head.

It's a pity, in order to catch up with the interception. Thirteen Lang didn't even have time to put away the knife and hang it back.

"Peng!"

Everyone says that the dragon body is strong, and it turns out that the dragon face is like how to catch up with the soles of the feet, the two sides have this intimate contact, and the heaven and earth under the flying highness are instantly reversed, the sky is around, the earth is in the sky, and there seem to be countless ghosts' faces and hands under their feet. Catch him and pull him into the endless abyss. Compared with the illusory feeling of knowing the sea, the sour feeling of the broken bridge of the nose is more real than the severe pain. It made him realize very clearly that death was so close.

"You forced me, you forced me!"

The giant blade on his head shone again, the heavy punch behind him was brewing, and the black light demon killing magic knife in front of him began to flicker again, feeling like a giant beast that could never be fed. Add to that the illusions, fogs, ghost golems, and ants that are everywhere around and eroding the souls of the gods all the time...... His Royal Highness Fei howled.

"King's Landing. Explode me!"

Rumble!

The shock resounded with the sound, and the volume was not too loud, but the feeling of its vibration was particularly strong, as if the distant army was pulling out, and thousands of horses were galloping, and the resonance came from the ground here. It seems to ring in my heart.

The next moment, the space froze once, and the whistling waves came in waves, and the thin dragon wailed loudly, and the sound fell into the sky.

Self-explosion, a method often used by monks and demon beasts to fight for their lives, is a complete forbidden technique for the dragon clan, disrespectful to the ancestors of the dragon clan, and blasphemy.

It is rumored that if the dragon clan blows itself up, it will not die here, let alone enter reincarnation, but will continue to exist in some strange way, but it will sink because of the curse of the dragon clan, and it will drift in the darkness forever, never to see the light of day again. I once remembered that in the battle of the mad spirits, the silver dragon was beaten like that and refused to blow itself up, otherwise, I don't know how many people would die at that time;

Today's self-explosion, the unresolved war is only one aspect, the key factor is that the soul of Kowloon is not up to itself.

But it exploded after all. The dragon self-detonated, the power can only be described by destroying the world, and even better, the impact of the self-explosion close to the top of the head had an extremely limited impact on His Royal Highness, and the violent waves generated rushed forward, and at the same time sent him backwards, far away.

When facing the place with the most enemies, most of the three or four hundred opponents are here, Xiao Shisanlang has just begun to swing his sword, and it is impossible to escape immediately, which means that His Highness Fei may give up a giant dragon in exchange for a turning point in the battle.

Realizing this in his heart, His Highness Fei was a little happy in his heart, and his expression was slightly calmer than before.

"I am the honor of the Ninety-Five, and if you offend the monarchy, you should ...... Huh?"

Hell yes.

Hell really.

The storm caused by the self-explosion is incoherent, and His Royal Highness Fei firmly believes that no one can stop it, but ...... A solid and heavy wall appeared in front of him, seven hundred miles thick.

In the face of this irresistible attack, the opponent's method was so simple that people couldn't believe it, just let the mad spirit, that is, the ball run over, roll over.

For three hundred years of penance, it is more difficult to count on the ball to kill people, but if you use her as a shield...... The storm propelled the spirits forward, blowing up countless branches around them, blowing off a few stones, and emptying and blowing away all the dust on the path they had drifted by.

What is even more indignant than this is that a white shadow came out of the thick soil, crashed headlong into the wind, flew around and was incomparable, and it was devouring!

It's devouring the storm, devouring the dragon essence that hides in the storm and has time to dissipate in the future, it's ...... Tonic !

In the face of such a "wonderful" scene, His Royal Highness Fei forgot that this was a battlefield, forgot that he was in a crisis, and even forgot who he was, and his face was blank.

"Isn't it......"

"What's not?"

There was a response from behind him, with a series of weird and deliberate weird laughs, His Highness Fei suddenly turned around, and happened to see several figures of Boss Su overlapping, pulling several strong enemies at once.

"Slash!"

The black light flashed, and the magic knife came to the end again, in contrast, the cold light in Thirteen Lang's eyes was stronger than the sword light, and he was cold.

"Dog mongrel, I promise you'll beg to die. ”

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...... (To be continued.) )

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