A golden dragon appeared in the night sky. A dragon roared, breaking through the night sky. A dragon's breath crushed the entire grassland.

Countless demon beasts were subservient to the ground, trembling and not daring to move, even the most powerful and proud fangshan beasts, and any demon beast that tried to look up was suddenly turned into a bloody mess in the next moment. As for those who survived the battle, the snakes twitched with fear, and seemed to be ready to commit suicide at any moment as a sign of piety.

Because this is a dragon, this is a higher level than the golden-winged roc, the true supreme being, already close to a god.

The divine fire in the eyes of the golden-winged roc was still violent but eerily silent. It looked at the golden dragon that flew up from the mausoleum, and burst out with a strong fighting intent, it was born from the light, how could it be afraid of the dazzling light, its life was used to challenge the authority of the dragon and phoenix, and how could it be afraid of the coercion emanating from the golden dragon, and ...... Ten thousand swords and dragons, is it a real dragon?

A violent howl resounded through the sky, and the golden-winged roc roared towards the mausoleum, and the entire grassland sky was shaken and somewhat deformed, and as it stretched out its claws, the grassland ground for dozens of miles seemed to be grabbed by it! It wanted to use its claws that tore the heavens and the earth to directly pierce the dragon head of this golden dragon!

The golden dragon condensed by ten thousand swords broke through the sky, and the dragon's eyes were indifferent, arrogant and cold. The dragon's whiskers fluttered, smashing the lightning bolts high in the sky into pieces. With supreme coercion and light, but what is amazing is that its dragon breath has a deep chill, and in an instant, heavy snow fell in the sky around the mausoleum!

At that moment, the divine fire in the eyes of the Golden-winged Dapeng suddenly fluttered, because of the extreme cold coming from the dragon's breath, and because it suddenly discovered a shocking fact - this dragon composed of ten thousand swords was actually a real dragon, and what was even more terrifying was that this stegosaurus actually carried two kinds of dragon might! The golden dragon and the Xuanhuang dragon! The two most powerful, noblest, and most sacred dragons in the dragon clan, and at the same time the most incompatible, had been perfectly unified in this stegosaurus!

At this moment, this dragon composed of ten thousand swords was even more powerful than the Golden Dragon and the Xuanhuang Dragon!

The Golden Dragon and the Golden-winged Roc meet in the sky and meet in the blizzard!

There was an angry and unwilling scream and a roar of pain in the sky!

The right claw of the Golden-Winged Dapeng shattered in an instant, and the huge shadow cast in the sky, the giant dragon that was transformed into ten thousand swords, tore a crack alive!

The golden dragon was also torn open by the claws of the Great Roc, and an extremely terrifying wound was torn open!

Ten thousand rays of light shook and restless, and the blood of the golden-winged roc flowed wildly, turning into golden jade pulp and falling to the grassland ground and burning violently, burning thousands of demon beasts, and then turning into a hurricane, raging everywhere, kicking up countless mud.

Blizzard and flowing fire, dancing wildly between heaven and earth, intertwined.

The golden roared and continued to rush towards the golden-winged Dapeng, the dragon's mouth wide open, as if it wanted to swallow the entire heaven and earth into its belly!

Boom!

The sky was full of golden light, and the night was suddenly gone.

The grassland ground in front of the mausoleum is sunk down one layer in unison, dozens of miles in a radius and ten zhang deep.

Countless monsters died in it.

The grass and stones are broken.

Even the cliffs at the highest point of the mausoleum collapsed into several pieces, and with the sound of thunder, they rolled into the grassland. There was the sound of air torn, the squeak of space struggling to support, the sound of violent divine power hedge everywhere, the miserable howl of demon beasts everywhere, until finally a violent dragon roar sounded!

The dragon roar was so clear and distant, as if it came from ancient times, and as if it was a new life, extremely proud and domineering!

Ten thousand swords become dragons, devour heaven and earth, and eat the golden-winged roc!

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I don't know how long it took, but the blizzard gradually faded, the snowflakes slowly fell, and the violent and chaotic sounds gradually disappeared, and the grassland finally became quiet. The tens of thousands of demon beasts that survived looked up with fear and anxiety, only to see that the sky was clear, although there was snow, there were no snow clouds, and the shadow that had covered the sky for a long time was gone.

A tiny black dot falls from high in the sky, like a fallen leaf. It took a long time for the black dot to fall to the ground with a soft snapping sound, which was extremely difficult to detect compared to the violent movements of the previous war.

It was Nanke who fell from the sky to the ground, and she fell to the ground hard, spurting a lot of blood. The place where she landed was just before the mausoleum, at the beginning of Shinto.

Chen Changsheng looked at her, not deliberately, but naturally condescending.

He knew that after defeating the golden-winged roc, the ten thousand swords were broken and exhausted, but there were always things that needed to be finished.

He raised his arm, pointed at Nanke below Shinto, and silently said a word in his heart.

The sky above the mausoleum suddenly brightened again, and under the leadership of the short sword, ten thousand swords turned down and stabbed at Nanke.

It's still a dragon, but it's lighter in color than it was before.

The demon general and his wife stood in front of Nanke, glanced at each other, and saw the determination and apology in each other's eyes. In fact, when Jian Chi appeared in the world before, and ten thousand swords were volleying around Chen Changsheng's body, they had glanced at each other, and there was only apology and determination in their eyes at that time. At that moment, they vaguely knew that the military advisor's plan for Zhou Yuan had completely failed, no matter how the military advisor could calculate, no matter how powerful His Highness Nanke was, and what means he hid, there was no way to deal with the endless adventures of this human teenager.

It's not a crime of war, it's fate.

They felt that Chen Changsheng's life was too good.

There is determination in their eyes when they look at each other, because at this moment, they have to break through. Only by recovering their true strength can they find a glimmer of opportunity, but in Zhou Yuan, once they regain their realm, it means death.

Ten thousand swords are like dragons, coming from the sky to the ground.

They stood in front of Nanke, their aura increased sharply, and they instantly became extremely terrifying, like real mountain peaks.

This is the strength of the peak of the stars, although in the old city of snow, they don't call it that.

Black armor covered their bodies, and from this moment on, they were no longer ordinary middle-aged couples, they were no longer Teng Xiaoming and Liu Wan'er, but twenty-three and twenty-four demon generals.

Ten thousand swords have arrived, slashing towards the southerners.

The Demon General and his wife stood in front of Nanke.

The dragon's head gushes with dragon breath, bringing endless light.

In this light, you can't see anything or anything, you can only hear sounds.

There were countless dense sneers, the sound of swords and armor, iron rods, iron pots, and cuts.

The so-called dragon's breath is the edge of the sword.

I don't know how long it took, but the golden dragon let out a long howl of incomprehensible meaning, completed the attack, and turned towards the mausoleum.

Teng Xiaoming and Liu Wan'er stood in front of Nanke and looked at each other quietly.

The black armor on their bodies was torn, and their hard-as-stone bodies were riddled with sword marks.

Teng Xin looked at her and said calmly: "I'm sorry, I can't accompany you back to your hometown to farm and watch the sunset." ”

Liu Wan'er said: "I'm sorry, if it weren't for me having to go back to my hometown, we should still be on the front line at this time, instead of being inexplicably killed by a dragon like now." ”

Teng Xiaoming did not speak.

Liu Wan'er said: "The sunset in my hometown is much better than the sun here, but I will always get tired of watching it for a long time." ”

Teng Xiaoming said: "Yes, the picture of ten thousand swords turning into a dragon was very good. ”

As he spoke, several thunderbolts fell from the sky.

In order to block the violent blow of Ten Thousand Swords Jackie Chan for Nanke, the demon general couple raised the realm to the peak of the stars at the same time, and the rules in Zhou Yuan gave birth to a sense and naturally began to attack. They did not avoid it, because they were dead. In order to block the ten thousand swords and Jackie Chan, they used the Dafa of Disintegration and were doomed to death.

The thunder kept falling, and it looked a little stupid.

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Wan Jian returned to the mausoleum, and in the light, Chen Changsheng reached out and held the short sword.

But the ten thousand swords did not disperse, but continued to rush towards him, as if to kill him.

Countless sword roars were born, and they came endlessly.

He subconsciously closed his eyes.

After a few moments, the sword roar died away, and there was silence.

When he opened his eyes, the ten thousand swords were gone.

Only the short sword was still in his hand.

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(Thank you for suppressing the urge and anger to see the following plot two days ago and not scolding me, old readers know, I have always been used to writing in one breath when I write the climax, I am more anxious than readers, I want to get that picture out, but now it is not as good as it was back then, oil, salt, tea, rice, sauce, vinegar tea, especially when the year is approaching, I have to make a lot of preparations, I am a middle-aged man, no way.) At this point, the first wave of Zhou Yuan's climax is over, and the second wave of climax will start tomorrow, wave after wave is my self-requirement for conceiving this section last year, I like a lot of pictures in this battle, there is not much new, but it is really magnificent, such as the scene of ten thousand swords returning to one, someone must have written it before, but I still think it is very handsome when I write it, I just ask that the final must be returned to Jing, as for the part of the demon general couple, it is actually a little jumpy, but I thought about it for a long time, and I was reluctant to delete it, because when I first wrote it, I was ready to put some pen and ink on the two of them, and admired life, even if they like to eat human flesh, but this is also their life,Say two more words,Some emotion,It's getting harder and harder to be a character in a novel now.,Of course,In the final analysis, it's a matter of your own level.,Tomorrow is Monday.,Trouble everyone to vote for the recommendation.,The other is the free work ticket of the golden keyboard.,Please also ask everyone to vote.,Thank you.。 ）