This is where the trickiness of the Divine Beast Species lies. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

They have incredible talents, some of them are inherently powerful, and they are even completely unreasonable, close to incomprehensible.

History is a process of survival of the fittest, and too many races and bloodlines that cannot stand the test of time have died out in ordinary years. And those species that have survived the vicissitudes of life and hardships have their own merits.

The Black Scale King had brought out the strongest talent in his bloodline, and this instinct might even gradually devour him at the same time. His originally huge unicorn body was gradually shrinking, which was proof of this.

As long as Gu Chuanxia can support it and not be swallowed by the black hole that erupts from the eyes of the Black Scale King, then it won't be long before the Black Scale King stops his natural powers.

If he continues to be stubborn, the end result will be self-destruction.

The ancient legend was experienced in a hundred battles, and after the initial slight panic, he quickly recognized this.

With the Dao as the hook claw and the Dao Qi as the rope, Gu Chuanxia grabbed the void behind him, connecting the whole person with heaven and earth, and resisting the devouring of the Black Scale King to the greatest extent.

The Black Scale King's roar gradually weakened, and only the sound of heavy breathing remained.

He was exhausted.

The earth was crumbling, and all the vegetation that had covered the continent was absorbed by the black hole-like eyeballs.

Many creatures are fleeing, but many more have already been absorbed by the Black Scale King's eyeballs, turning into black hole-like eyeballs, insignificant nutrients.

Syllable!

It's like smoke and dust dissipating, and prosperity comes to an end.

The huge continent let out a helpless sigh at the end, and then completely shattered.

The black sea gushed out, and the magma from the depths of the earth erupted, setting the entire surface of the sea on fire.

And in the erupting magma, there was a faint, almost invisible line of blood.

They spread out from the deepest depths of this pluralistic world, like the tentacles of some kind of matter or life, constantly plundering.

With the eruption of magma, they hid in the fiery red magma, constantly piercing into the bodies of some human immortals and earth immortals, instantly draining all the essence blood of these creatures.

The creature that had been drained of its essence and blood, and the remnants of a huge immortal qi lost the restraint of the flesh treasure ship, and exploded violently.

It's like fireworks blooming in this apocalyptic scene.

Every firework is the fall of an immortal.

As more and more human immortals and earth immortals died, those blood-colored tentacles became more and more presumptuous.

They targeted the higher beings, the Immortals, and even the injured Ice Dragon King.

More than a dozen blood-colored silk threads pierced into the black scale king's already skinny body, frantically draining the little essence blood he had left.

It stands to reason that Gu Chuanxia should be watching from the wall at the moment, waiting for the Black Scale King to be drained of his essence and blood, and he will explode and die. At the same time, the immediate crisis is solved.

But that trace of the bad feeling that has been constantly entangled since entering this Tushi Palace made Gu Chuanxia make the opposite decision.

With a swing of the long sword, the dazzling sword light slashed against the Black Scale King's body, cutting off those blood-colored silk threads.

The broken silk thread writhed like a living thing, and the teeth and claws seemed to be demonstrating to the ancient legend, but he was slightly afraid of the sword that bloomed around the ancient legend, and he didn't dare to get too close.

And those blood-colored silk threads that had already submerged into the Black Scale King's body had not disappeared from their activity.

They are parasitic in the body of the Black Scale King, and they continue to grow, accompanying the meridians in the Black Scale King's body. It's like... a very special kind of exercise route, which generates consciousness on its own.

Although everything in heaven and earth has spirits, those who have spirits can become demons.

But the exercise route itself is just a concept, a kind of civilization inheritance, and it can also become a demon?

"This Tushi Palace is strange everywhere, and it really can't stay for a long time. Don't be nosy, go find Ao Yan, get the method of refining the Void Divine Eye from her, and break out of this Tushi Palace!" Gu Chuanxia took one last look at the Black Scale King who was wailing in pain, and looked at his black scale king with a pleading expression. Shaking his head, he quickly pulled away.

The Black Scale King could no longer shake off the entanglement of the blood-colored threads, and hundreds of threads swarmed towards him, almost tying him into a blood-colored cocoon.

Gu Chuanxia can certainly give him a sword and give him a good time.

It's just... Why did the ancient legend do this?

In the southwest of the sunken continent, there was a sea of fire and blood. The Ice Dragon King single-handedly supported a small world of ice and snow.

Many dragons are cowering in that small world, not daring to show their heads.

The terrifying blood-colored silk thread is almost indestructible, and the hard scale armor of the dragon clan is not much stronger than a piece of paper in front of the blood-colored silk thread.

As a golden immortal, the Ice Dragon King is not strong.

It's just that he was seriously injured, and it was already extremely difficult to forcibly support such a small world. The blood-colored silk threads that invaded the small world of ice and snow were densely encompassed in this world, and the cold aura slowed down.

Along with the slowdown, its ability to penetrate is also weakened.

Under the protection of the small world of ice and snow, those dragons below the golden immortal were able to resist the entanglement of the blood-colored silk threads, and each had their own means to cut them down.

It's just that after these threads are cut down, they don't dissipate or become dead.

It still retains its activity, and if you're not careful, you'll be attacked by it. Therefore, the dragon clan must also allocate a part of the manpower to seal the blood-colored silk thread that has fallen.

And after Ao Yan came to his senses, he was also assigned to the sealing group.

The Oblivion Dragon is not only adept at escaping, breaking seals, defending, and navigating the Void of Chaos. In sealing, he is also very skilled.

"Uncle Ao Bao, what are these things? It's so difficult!" asked Ao Yan as he used his immortal power to fill the sealing array with power, and turned his head to the other Broken Dragon who had turned into a human form beside him.

This Broken Oblivion Dragon, in his humanoid form, is like a majestic and tall middle-aged man, and at this moment he is the main person in charge of the sealing array, with heavy tasks and heavy responsibilities.

I didn't have time to gossip.

However, on weekdays, he also doted on Ao Yan, the little princess of the Broken Dragon Clan, so even at this moment, he still took a breath and replied: "What it is, uncle, I can't tell you clearly." However, I have heard that the old phoenix of the Void Phoenix Clan, Xuan Yingxuan, although he has gained a great opportunity in this Tushi Palace, has become an existence that is extremely close to the Great Luo Golden Immortal. But he never dared to approach this Tushi Palace, saying that there was a great terror in this Tushi Palace. It's a dead end, and you can't trespass. ”

"At first, many people took it seriously and didn't dare to trade in. It's just that too many years have passed, and there has been no change. Many living beings speculated that this was false news released by Xuan Yingxuan, but in fact, it was the benefit of his own desire to monopolize the Tushi Palace. ”

"But now it seems that the old phoenix must have told the truth. In this Tushi Palace, there is really a great terror. Maybe it will really turn into a place where all souls will die. ”

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