Those blood pupils contained anger in them, and they suddenly magnified. Suddenly, an invisible force burst out and pressed down on Abu's back from top to bottom!

Obviously, he was a cultivator who had reached the third realm, and his physique was far stronger than ordinary people, but Abu, who had endured this power, seemed to hear the gurgling sound of the bones of his whole body, and a sharp pain came from all over his body, and he unconsciously let out a muffled snort.

Under the suppression of such power, Abu could hardly think much, his upper body sank suddenly, and his lower limbs unconsciously fell to the ground.

"How can an ant be worthy to stand in front of me!" Qin Ke's face distorted, "If it weren't for you, how could I have fallen to the point where I am today, one day, you and the two people of that day will both have to die!"

"Two people ......" Abu coughed and vomited blood, but he thought of one thing, and his heart became more and more shocked. Trying to raise his head, he finally saw the bottom of the little black neck, which seemed small, but was now stained with scarlet scales.

The direction of the scales was reversed, slightly upturned, and it looked abrupt and fierce.

Reverse scales.

"Sure enough, it's your ......," Abu said with difficulty, "You are a demon...... Shenlong's heart demon ......"

The heavy force increased again, and with a thud, Abu slammed into two deep pits of earth under his knees, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The power is too strong.

Abu even suspected that almost all of his internal organs were shattered under the weight of this weight, and a night sky rose in his eyes, and the stars were constantly twinkling.

Qin Ke slowly walked in front of Abu, and stepped on the top of Abu's head with one foot, obviously his figure was much shorter than Abu, but at this moment, he was like a king, looking down at the person under his feet.

"Who gave you the courage to call me that? Qin Ke shook his head coldly, and his right hand was slowly raised.

His movements were not fast, obviously he was not holding any heavy objects in his hands, but he looked so heavy, as if he was about to hold up a big mountain, and as if he was going to pull up a towering tree.

It's just that before he could raise his hand halfway, there was a "plop" sound in front of him, and Abu, who had already been unable to withstand the huge pressure, fell to the ground, his expression was painful, his eyes were closed, and he fainted directly.

Qin Ke looked at Abu's body, was silent for a moment, shook his head disdainfully, and put down his hand: "It's just an ant, and it's not even qualified to be trampled to death by me......"

From where he stood, he could see the flying Luan Feng and the man holding the silver spear in the flames.

They were fighting, though the man was crushed by the fire, blood dripping from his feet and gradually being scorched by the flames—

He hasn't fallen yet.

Qin Ke's gaze focused on Luan Feng's body, although it was far away, the powerful power on Luan Feng's body was still domineering, it was the purest flame in heaven and earth, and when it was in this world, it was enough to burn everything in heaven and earth to ashes.

There was finally a little fear in his eyes: "Sure enough, it's the power of that place, but ...... How is that possible? How can a mortal have the power there?"

Qin Ke hadn't finished speaking, but he suddenly covered his forehead, the intense pain was like a tide wave after wave, and the expression on his face was constantly changing between this sharp pain, sometimes hideous, sometimes painful, sometimes confused.

The blood in Abu......'s eyes seemed to fade a little, and Qin Ke could finally see the unconscious figure lying on the ground, but before he could say a complete sentence, the severe pain cut him off again.

"Shut up!" the violent voice roared, and Xiao Hei responded with a high-pitched cry, "Mole ant! Mole ant! You should die!"

After a while, Qin Ke once again showed a confused expression, endured the sharp pain that was enough to make a person unconscious, and let out a low moan.

The emotions of madness and anguish were constantly alternating in Qin Ke's eyes, like water and fire, devouring and destroying each other, but blending with each other, and the tearing pain did not get better, but became more and more intense.

He tried to escape, but found that there was no way to escape, and tried to fight to the death, only to find that there was not even a single enemy in front of him except Abu.

In this half-dream, Xiao Hei's sharp nails had sunk deep into the flesh, and the red blood wet his clothes.

"Get out...... Get out!" Qin Ke, who was in great pain, knelt on the ground and kept roaring, but the violent shadow always lingered in his heart.

It seems to be affected by the indomitable will in the depths of his heart, and Xiao Hei, who has been entrenched on his shoulder, also squeaks, and in pain, it seems to feel something, and the blood in its eyes begins to be no longer pure.

It can't speak, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have a memory of his own.

It still remembers the day when its deep mountain self was called by that majestic and powerful force, all the way into the cave, to the presence of the powerful being.

Later, it entered the dark cave in the belly of the mountain, and saw a powerful being that it had never seen in its life, and until then, although it had been relying on its huge body to run rampant in its own territory, it had bowed its head in the face of that being, and prostrate itself in the most humble manner.

When the vitality of that sacred body gradually dissipated, and the golden light shrouded it, a terrible battle was ushered in.

Every snake has its own reasons to fight, after all, the path to heaven is so tempting that it makes them give everything, even their lives.

The jungle is part of the Heavenly Dao cycle, and in that dark and deep battlefield, where snakes are churning, the tragedy is no less than that of a battle between ten thousand armies.

In the end, it won.

He withstood the torment of the re-quenching of his muscles and bones during the transformation, and gave birth to pieces of scale armor, and he was able to devour everything in the world to help him accumulate strength.

At this moment, Xiao Hei was also unwilling, but his anger could only be expressed through continuous squeaks.

There is no such thing as immutable power in this world, and at this time, he and Qin Ke are not afraid to issue this bottom-up challenge.

"Bastard, bastard! but just ants, how dare you?" the violent face finally began to realize that he was actually beginning to retreat, and his eyes were stained with suffocating blood.

Unwilling!

The competition between the two formed two violent emotions that impacted Qin Ke's brain, and at this time, he only felt that his mind had become a real boundless sea, and there were not only churning tides on the sea, but also violent storms falling from the sky.

Memories are like small boats, cowering in fear on the tide, but because they can't control their direction, they can only be carried around.

It is difficult to say that there will be a winner in such a struggle, as time goes by, Qin Ke can't even figure out who he is fighting with and what he is fighting for, and in the end, he even forgets whether he really exists in the world.

But that violent face is also changing, if from the beginning, he was crazy, arrogant, and murderous, now his doubts and fears are also rising, gradually getting lost in this torrent.

"Who am I?I am the Boundless Monarch, the King of the Uncrowned......" Qin Ke's pale cheeks revealed doubts, "No...... I don't belong here, I'm just trapped, trapped in this world full of ants......"

He raised his head, the Luan Feng was spreading its wings in the air, the flames were an extension of her power, the carrier of majesty, and the sound of gold and iron clashing resounded in the sky.

"That's right...... I'm Wang...... This world should be in my hands! I don't want to go back there......"

Qin Ke's eyes suddenly welled up with hot tears, and he stretched out a hand and shook it forward, as if he was begging for mercy from some kind of existence.

Fear and anger filled his heart again, and the next moment he roared: "Who do you think you are! I was born here, and that is not where I belong at all!"

In the flames, a gust of wind blew Gao Changgong's already scattered hair, the heavy injury and the consumption of qi and blood had made him almost unable to hold the spear in his hand, his breath was no longer strong, and finally when he spit out a mouthful of slightly golden-red blood, he slowly withdrew his gentian and sat down on the spot, ready to give up for the last time in his life.

"It's a pity......" he sighed with his head down.

However, as if he vaguely sensed something, he suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.

Faint thunder.

A dragon roar!

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