In the distant past, Yin Shanagi infiltrated the place of the White King's execution and obtained the "Holy Grail" and "Holy Remains" that carried the spirit and body.

Knowing that he could not destroy the White King's "Gift", he established Takamagahara, which will serve as the Heavenly Kingdom of the Gods, and the Night Eclipse, which will serve as the prison of the night in the depths of darkness, and will sleep in it with the "Holy Grail", the spirit of the White King.

Now in this huge and hideous dragon body, it is the white emperor who lives, and Yin Xie Naqi's spirit has been completely shattered.

It's just that the white emperor who once ruled the world with the black emperor in ancient times has now woken up again and shed noble divine blood.

After cutting off one of the heads, the sword that seemed to be able to cut through everything in the world still tore a shocking wound on the white king's majestic body like a mountain peak with an astonishing aftermath.

The Angel of Death has launched a judgment with the will of the only great emperor who radiates light in the distant dark future!

The Pure Moon Sword tore through the hard pale scales of the White King's body, and every drop of divine blood flowed from the divine blood that was a perfect baptism for a half-blood.

The White King had stopped moving forward to eat, and her seven long necks curved like snakes turned her head and stared at Lu Mingfei who had fallen on her body, and the seven pairs of golden children's holes that had spanned countless years like steamship gas lamps carried a monstrous rage.

She had put away her contempt for the human race, the small human in front of her was too weird, and she didn't know if it was the boiling blood in his body, or the golden energy that had been blessed on him like a golden holy robe......

I actually made myself feel a little ...... Fear?

That's impossible!

The only thing that could make her feel a hint of fear was the black emperor, but even so, she had thrown a rebellious spear at that emperor!

During the period of her thinking as vast as the ocean, the mouth of her second skull on the right side erupted like the roar of a bell. The realm of kingship has been formed!

The terrifying force that could crush three generations of people alive confined Lu Mingfei's body in place, and the explosion of bones pressing and rubbing between the huge forces was clearly audible.

And the third hideous head on the left side of the White King had already attacked Lu Mingfei at a rapid pace, and the abyss-like bloody mouth opened wide, as if it was going to bite the human who had hurt the gods into flesh with the powerful poisonous dragon teeth and the terrifying bite that shattered everything in the world.

"I am the Emperor's Sword......

Lu Ming gritted his teeth, raised his head unyieldingly, and used the emperor's anger as a counterattack against the aliens!

Behind him, the holy and brilliant wings of light stretched forward, and the tips of the wings that had previously served as jet-powered jump jets bloomed with glittering flames again.

"Boom ——!"

A deafening explosion sounded like thunder, and two eruptions of golden flames exploded on the dragon's head that was coming at him, blood mixed with pale scales and exploded the hideous dragon@

The big snake has three thick giant tails, except for the one on the left, the sharp bones at the ends of the other two giant tails shine with a deadly edge, and the elegant arc light is like the moment when a peerless swordsman shows his edge for ten years, as if two lightning bolts crossed the sky, striking in a cross-blockade trend, to strangle Lu Mingfei.

"Ding—"

The visible sound wave buzzed away, and Lu Mingfei turned around and used the Pure Moon Great Sword and the light wings behind him to block the two bone swords that could feel the sharp cutting feeling just by seeing the surface of the skin, the muscles of his arms bulged, and the surging green tendons were hideous and eye-catching.

At the same time, there was already a head that had completed the release of the spirit of words.

Words and spirits. Jun Yan, the simulated release is complete!

Even if the Dragon King's body was not complete, the White King's spiritual soul was intact and stored in this somewhat deformed body.

As the pain caused by Lu Mingfei to her became more and more intense, the memories and knowledge from the primeval inheritance also continued to awaken under the stimulation.

She controls the spirit, a mysterious and sacred element that overrides the four elements, which is also the power of her ability to simulate the words and spirits of the original kings of other systems.

Each pale dragon scale of the White King lit up with a fiery red light, as if there was magma surging, and the realm of the monarch flame had opened.

But unlike Chu Zihang, who would cause an astonishing and violent explosion every time he released Jun Yan, Jun Yan's domain effect was displayed on the white king's dragon body, and after a while, the white king's entire dragon was on fire!

It was a real burn, and the White King himself seemed to have turned into an erupting volcano, and with the extreme heat, the surrounding buildings that had not yet been destroyed melted like magma visible to the naked eye, and a fiery red sun lit up in the dim night eclipse field.

The King's use of words and spirits is far beyond the imagination of a half-breed!

Lu Mingfei endured the scorching furnace, and even with the few wisps of holy light given by the emperor, the surface of his tough body also showed scorched black marks.

He knew it was an alien trying to drive him away from its body—the other seemed reluctant to engage in a close-to-hand fight with him.

In terms of size, Lu Mingfei is as small as an ant compared to the huge dragon body of the White King, which can make the other party feel so jealous, and it can even be called an honor.

….

But Lu Mingfei doesn't think so, even so, the other party must pay the corresponding price!

"Bang!"

Lu Mingfei let go of the stalemate with the two Heavenly Cong Clouds, leaned over to avoid the Heavenly Cong Clouds' slash and charged at the same time, and after a few steps, the wings behind him spurted out a surging spiritual energy boost, almost flying at extreme speed against the surface of the White King's body.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Mingfei approached the third dragon head on the left side of the White King, which had just barely been raised, and he sang, leaned over, and swung his sword—the dancing blade was like a swift lightning!

Under the scorching heat as if he was in the center of a volcano, Lu Mingfei brandished the Pure Moon Sword to show the ancient, elegant but deadly swordsmanship inherited by the Holy Blood Angel, the hot red blood sprayed like magma, and at the same time that Lu Mingfei adjusted his wings and sprinted vertically into the sky, the neck that the White King had just raised had lost control, and fell to the ground with a "boom".

Another dragon's head has been cut off!

"Rebel!"

The White King's six remaining heads roared in unison in the language of the dragons, and she was furious, the human had hurt her once more, causing her to lose her precious divine blood.

In the depths of the dragon king's heart, which ordinary people can't know, the white king even has a trace of surprise about humans and mixed-race human species, in the thousands of years she has been asleep, what kind of development has this humble species had, and is this unusual human being the most powerful existence of this species today, awakening himself to want to kill himself?

But then, the honorable white emperor erased this ridiculous idea.

She's the White King! A noble emperor who can sit on an equal footing with the Black King!

Even though there is only an imperfect body now, it is the white emperor who lived in his body from the endless years!

Her six remaining heads began to chant in unison, and the vast syllables burst like they were chanting a creation song.

Words and spirits. Thunder dominates, simulates release!

A super high-risk spirit that belongs to the king of the sky and wind, all the thunder in the world will be controlled by the releaser of the spirit of words!

The dark rainy night was as bright as day in the blink of an eye, and it seemed as if the sun had risen—in fact, it was the rolling thunder that had gathered over the rain clouds, gathered here at the will of the White King!

Even if the White King did not take the initiative to dissolve or destroy the alchemy matrix that maintained the Night Eclipse, the elements between this heaven and earth were almost oppressively extracted by the White King, and they inevitably entered a state of weakness and began to have a certain connection with the real world.

"Boom—"

Raging and bursting thunder poured down from the sky, and the Night Eclipse seemed to rain a doomsday rain, line lightning, ribbon lightning, sheet lightning, rocket lightning, ball lightning......

It was a shocking spectacle, but those in it probably didn't have the heart to appreciate it, and the furious thunder and lightning shattered all the buildings on the ground, and the flames burned brightly.

But more thunder swooped down on the meteor with a long golden tail flame under the will of the White King—these terrifying natural forces with a temperature of 17,000 degrees per second of 15,000 kilometers per second continued to hit Lu Mingfei, and the shining thunder shattered under the holy flame of his protective body, gradually merging into the wings behind him.

Faintly, the illusory golden ring of the Mohu Lake appeared on the back of Lu Mingfei's head.

Seeing that the thunder was dominating this high-risk spirit that could destroy a human city, and could not destroy the small but dazzling human being, the White King angrily released the second head of the spirit of speech.

Words and spirits. The Scythe of Death, the simulated release is complete!

A huge pale yellow scythe condensed in mid-air, as if held by an invisible god of death, and the thunder that dyed the heavens and the earth silver did not change the ancient pale yellow of this giant scythe.

This is a super-high-risk spirit that originates from the lineage of the King of the Earth and the Mountain, and is recorded in the periodic table of words designated by the half-bloods, and the scythe itself is enhanced by the bloodline of the person who released the spirit of words.

And as the supreme bloodline, the White King was undoubtedly able to strengthen this scythe of death to an unbelievable level, and the invisible god of death holding the scythe locked the "eye" of the golden meteor.

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