Chapter 142: The Illusion Bewitches the Dragon King, and the lust opens the belly
"He said." With the power of the sky and the wind, Pompeii suddenly appeared in front of Chen Mo again.
He didn't seem to have the heart to make a move, and deliberately kept some distance, his face revealing smugness and vigilance, probably wanting to hit the opponent in front of him on a psychological level.
Blocked in front of the door of the underground palace, the realm of perception covered the entire Xianyang, and Chen Mo finally waited for the prey that could not be slippery.
"Ying Zheng?" Chen Mo raised his eyebrows,
"It's a shame you didn't get burned to death by the spiritual fire."
"What a disappointment for you," Pompeii sighed pompously, "I don't even dare to jump out of the 'shadows', those flames are charming and dangerous elves, and I'm not ready to bring these treasures home." Chen Mo stretched out his hand slightly, and took the golden sparks floating down from the sky, these sparks were on the verge of extinguishing, and the spiritual concentration in the air was not enough for them to burn, but in his white palm, the brilliant small flames lit up again.
"Those who can control these flames must be able to control the spirit," Chen Mo looked at Pompeii with a smile: "Do you have any thoughts about me?" ”
"I only have thoughts about beautiful ladies," Pompey tugged at the corners of his mouth,
"Longyang's goodness is not in line with my status as a superior person."
"You learned Chinese well, it seems that you have been in China for a while." Chen Mo's palm opened and closed, and the golden flame in his hand rose in the wind.
"In order to please women, you need to learn," Pompeii shrugged: "Chinese women have a strong psychological defense, and I need to communicate to make them open their hearts." ”
"Well done, I'll count you as networking and gathering information, Mr. Stallion." Pompeii rubbed his hands: "It's mainly the news from our in-laws, otherwise I wouldn't know that there is such a wide plain waiting for me to open up in this place." "Mocking each other with hooligans and scoundrels, it will only be himself who will suffer in the end, Chen Mo sighed slowly.
"Since you think the scenery of Huaxia is good, then please bury it here." With a move of Chen Mo's right hand, the golden wave of fire slapped over Pompeii's head.
The man still kept the smile on his face, and the standing figure gradually faded into obscurity as if it had been erased by an eraser.
The blood-red ice cross suddenly appeared in Chen Mo's hand. Soul and blood traction. The intricate array of dragons with invisible connections was constructed, pulling Pompeii back from the edge of dissipation and informability, and at the same time, a hand pressed on Pompeii's head and smashed into the stone bricks of the Imperial Road, and golden flames erupted from the palm of his hand, enveloping his head in it.
Rumble! The thin flames surged forward and backwards, and the pillars of fire burned through Pompeii's upper body, blasting a large hole in the 100-meter palace road with high temperature and high pressure.
Chen Mo let go of his body and let go of his body, mixed with the double burning of Jun Flame and Spiritual Fire, destroying his brain, ganglia and half of the important organs in an instant, and the control of the blood veins for a moment gave him a chance to get closer, and the interference minimized the possibility of Pompey releasing the spirit of speech.
At the same time as the spirit and spirit of speech, Yaqi gave the body to be used by the foot, and the humanoid dragon that did not turn into a dragon in time was a chick in his hands that was tortured and killed at will.
But after all, it's not an ordinary dragon in front of you. The half-gray figure slowly disappeared, and Pompeii appeared under the covers
The position before the "carnage" suddenly accelerated! Moment! The high speed of the tenth-order start instantly shattered the Ice Cross that carried his blood.
Time back? Modify cause and effect? He was amazed by an ability that had never appeared before. Pompey thought very clearly, the Ice Cross was the medium of blood traction, and only by turning off this spirit could he escape through an unknown ability.
It's a pity that Chen Mo didn't plan to let him run away, the tactics of the completely obscured power were too terrifying.
Even he himself, psychological stealth can't be used against high-ranking dragons and some super hybrids, but Pompeii's state is completely unobservable!
Even when Pompeii
After "escaping into the void", even with the white throne, he will unconsciously ignore the existence of Pompeii.
At the same time, Chen Mo was not even sure if the impact of the outside world could act on him in that state.
The blood-colored ice shone brightly, but from the center of the cross, Pompeii's eyes unfolded a terrifying black light like a prison, and the pale white inverted cross in the light shone brightly, giving the head of the Gattuso family a sense of déjà vu.
The original item is returned! Beneath the ice cellar, the cross in the hands of Jotunheim and Patsy Gattuso, and the living spirit of the White King Dragon's squire within.
Guess where it all began, whose soul is there now? Black Sun! A large black circle opened, and the rim of the ring emitted the same dark red flames, like a hot corona and a black hole from which there was no escape.
Compared to the realm constructed by the dragon syllables, the biggest advantage of the alchemy matrix is that it saves seconds of time without chanting!
If it weren't for the restrictions in all aspects, Chen Mozhen would like to put the divine silence in it, and make a face-to-face with Pompey Gattuso and report it
"Damnation" is an arrow of revenge. However, for the silence of the gods, who need supreme authority, this kind of thing can only be thought about.
But the black sun is also within his power, and it is the most suitable to deal with the sky and the wind.
All matter within the range will be sucked away by the black sun and released behind it, in the process, space and spirit will be crushed at all times, and most of the vitality of the matter will be crushed into useless ash.
The Black Sun is an extremely difficult spirit to escape, once it enters the range, there are not many ways to get out, either to break or kill the core of the spirit of words, or to wrestle with this round of black sun.
No one can question the horror of the Black Sun's gravity, and the Equipment Department, which had recorded this magical-level spirit, had said that all living beings that were inhaled would lose control of their bodies.
Because almost any living organism can't resist that gravitational pull. But apparently the secret party has no on-site research records of the four kings, and the dragon king is always there
"Almost anything" is an off-the-top argument. The King of the Sky and the Wind is not a dragon king known for his strength, but rather than the power of the earth and the mountains, the former is longer than the extreme speed, and the strange words and spirits created by power.
The appearance of the Lord of the Sky and Wind has never been recorded in the history of the Secret Order, and unlike those brothers and sisters who were born with conquest, war, and destruction, the twins seem to be outside the river of history, quietly waiting for the river to come to an end.
One of the suspected twins today was unveiled in front of Chen Mo. Pompeii Gattuso raised his hand and instantly let out a voice that could not be canceled, and the enchantment of King Kong was equipped with a crushing furnace in the black sun, and an extremely piercing shattering sound came, and the corona light flame at the edge of the black sun stood still, as if the gears were stuck by something.
In the next moment, the storm gathered in front of Pompeii, and although his spirit was forcibly canceled at the moment of the realm that enveloped him, under the extreme control of the wind element, the spirit belonging to the bloodline of the King of the Sky and Wind was still able to be released.
Just slightly
"Tough". Hundreds of ways to dispel ghosts and gods
The "Yin Thunder" condensed around Chen Mo's body, and at the same time, the realm of the Dustless Land was released from Pompey's body in the distance, and it buckled into a seamless semicircle to buckle Chen Mo, sealing the retreat in all directions.
A fist-sized mass of compressed air, a simple explosive bomb with a power comparable to a grenade, is still slightly less lethal than a real grenade without fragments and steel balls, but the characteristics of the field to control the position of condensation at will greatly enhance its tactical value.
And this weirdness turned into a majestic majesty in the hands of the throne, and the yin thunder after being strengthened instantly surrounded the enemies who dared to offend Wang Wei.
The Extreme Yin Thunder that had blocked almost every crevice due to the Wind King's precise manipulation burst out at the same time, and countless air cavities joined together, distorting the scene in the dustless land into a lake of mold, in which vague figures could still be seen.
Bronze Throne, Immortal Spirit, Yagi! The stacked spirit of words instantly pulled the strength of his physical body to the level of dragonization, and although he had not yet been able to extract the scale armor that could extract the elements to weaken the power of the spirit of words, hundreds of yin thunders still withstood it.
Pompeii reflexively swept out like a cheetah that was countless times faster, and the gale wind protected him from decreasing his speed but increasing, leaving it to himself
"Yin Thunder" has become the throttle to start and speed up, and the next moment ready to stack is the moment! The doubling of an instant increases exponentially as the number of levels climbs, and the dragon king itself has the reflexes, speed, and flesh that surpasses the speed of the half-breed speeders, and only the better races can continue to climb on the road of speed, to extend the peak that originally reached the limit.
Pompey's way was blocked by Hei Sun and Chen Mo, and the only way to escape was to break through the obstacles!
The air cavity opened by the Yin Thunder dissipated, and behind the obscuration, Chen Mo, whose complexion was almost bronze, was too fast, but Pompeii Gattuso was too fast, and after the two pairs of golden boys intersected in a short time, he was like a cannonball loaded with a bronze body.
Like a meteor, Chen Mo loaded into the dormitory of Xianyang Palace at a speed of more than 1,000 kilometers per hour, and the entrance of the underground palace was at the back of the dormitory!
Withered beams and paintings, vermilion columns, jade and white stone railings, golden tiles, a large hall was almost smashed by the meteor, the wood and stone rolled and collapsed, and the smoke and dust were scattered.
Pompey's protruding bone blade at the root of his palm slowly retracted, he wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and a surging doubt came to his heart, although his long combat experience had created that set of words and spirits that could be called a killing move, but Chen Mo had not made any countermeasures except for physical defense.
A rib was thrust into his abdomen, and at the moment of eating blood, Pompeii's ears flashed with an unclean dragon groan, and the dragon's groan contained the meaning of sighing when satisfying desire.
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The ribs of "Lust" vibrated at high frequency, and the light of the knife extended, piercing Pompeii's body and tearing the wound so violently that it almost cut open his stomach.
With one successful blow, Chen Mo retreated, and the short knife he pulled out buzzed and vibrated with a buzz, obviously the living soul in it was not satisfied with just one stab, or the living soul of the seven deadly sins would never be satisfied.
Pompey clung to the wound on his stomach, abandoning the chant of the ultimate word in his mouth, and asked coldly, "Since when?" ”
"Eyes." Chen Mo pointed to his brilliant golden boy, and under the light that was revealed, the mandala-like pattern slowly rotated, but it was covered by the golden light.
"Who told you to look me in the eye?" Pompeii Tong Kong Meng shrank and subconsciously turned his gaze, and at the same time, the soul of the dragon king immediately began to self-check and kill the virus.
"You don't need to react so much, after all, you are the Four Great Sovereigns, the spiritual medium and conditions are too harsh, and the effect is not outstanding, and you can only succeed when you are vigilant and relaxed." Chen Mo turned the short knife in his hand, the blood did not touch the blade, and after being eaten by lust, it dripped on the white stone surface, which was shocking.
"The Seven Deadly Sins?" Pompeii looked at the alchemy knife in Chen Mo's hand, and the jealousy in his eyes was heavy: "You have already found Norton's Bronze City?" ”
"Angers has done a good job of secrecy." Chen Mo clapped his hands: "I'm still interested in these swords, Konstantin's bones have been transported back to the academy, and Ange will probably bring this up at next month's meeting, after all, the school directors are the financiers behind Kassel." "It's really ironic, counting Chen Mo's current existence of three suspected dragon kings who can appear on the school board in a grand manner, and if you don't count Angers, who has no family, the Kassel school board has only seven seats in total.
"What about Norton" Pompeii wanted to stare at Chen Mo to judge the truth of his answer, but the hypnotic moisturizer that took effect in his eyes was silent, but his stamina was weak, and the huge wound on his waist and abdomen was initially healed, but it was still extremely painful.
"There are no Norton's eggs in the Bronze City, and of course the eggs of the twins will be put together." Chen Mo replied leisurely.
"Once he does it to Konstantin, he will show the academy real rage." The Throne of Sky and Wind seemed to be jealous of Norton.
"What's the point? I believe in the students of Angers. ”
"Of course, believe in your son." Even if he was stabbed hard by lust, Pompeii, who still had a hanger at the bottom of his eyes, was really solemn, and his face was as hard as steel.
"Are you threatening me?"
"I don't like to threaten people, and I don't like to be threatened." Chen Mo shrugged his shoulders and waved his hand,
"Caesar has done me a great favor, and I think it's Gattuso who will really work against him." Out of thin air, he pulled out the knife box of the Seven Deadly Sins, and the knife box opened and popped out, and the blades of different lengths were like peacocks' open screens, but each of them was enough to slay ghosts and dragons.
"Lust has planted the mark of crime and punishment in you, do you want to see if the extreme of alchemy can cut you? In the state of which dissipation just now. ”
"You promise not to do anything to Caesar"
"Damn, you really want to play a touching father-son relationship scene in front of me?" Chen Mo sneered,
"Contracts and oaths are impossible, only verbal promises, you can do whatever you want, I don't mind giving these knives a shot."
"With the dragon's blood of the Lord of the Sky and the Wind."
"Okay, okay," Pompeii held up his hands,
"If I can't beat me, I can still run."
"Before you can speed up, arrogance will stab you in the throat." Chen Mo picked up the most comfortable Han Bafang, and his fingers lightly wiped the blade.
"I don't mean this run." Pompey blinked with a hint of meanness. His figure slowly vanished, but it wasn't the strange authority at work.
Forcibly eradicating the imprint of the Nibelungen on his body, the body is instinctively excluded by the world.
"I also left a gift for you." Pompey said.
"Remember to put it away." As if sensing something, Chen Mo suddenly raised his head, and there was only one real king left in the sky.
The blood-red eyes full of madness, little by little, slowly turned to Chen Mo.
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