Wuyun is densely set, lightning and lightning, and the roar is like the flood of the dyke.

Long Yuqing sounded, and the real dragon blood in her body was completely activated.

Blood from red, began to think about golden transformation.

Golden represents nobleness.

True dragon blood is usually golden blood.

A huge force splashed out of Long Yuqing's body. The appearance of every drop of real dragon blood will release huge power. This power will penetrate the body of Long Yuqing, start from cell transformation, slowly caught the blood vessels to the blood vessels to the blood vessels.

, Organ, bones, a big transformation of the whole body.

This transformation is like someone crushed the bones with a hoe, linked with surgery, domineering, and cannot resist.

Pain ... heartbreaking.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

Long Yuqing couldn't help but yelled. It was so painful that it was so painful that she couldn't bear it. She could only roar with a roar to release this pain.

Now she understands what the Sage just said, especially this pain will last for a while. Long Yuqing thought of death.

Don't want to give birth.

With the activation of Zhenlong Blood, the sky outside the cave gathered a large number of black clouds. Thunderbolt was brewing, roaring, and it seemed that the sky was angry. It was necessary to lower the thunderbolt and destroy everything.

Hua Long Jie, this is the Hua Long Jie.

Boom!

With a stuffy sound, hundreds of thunder and lightning fell from the sky and split on the mountain peaks. Each lightning contained the power can tear the sky and shatter the earth. The mountain peak should be razed to the ground at the first time.

However, just then.

The divinewen around the peaks fly. A huge enchantment was formed, which wrapped a thunderbolt in, then trapped, and flew into the cave.

"Come!"

As soon as the Son beckoned, the thunderbolt, who was trapped, quickly gathered together, and did not enter the square under the high platform. The thunderbolt was stunned and shining.

The twelve six -wing -winged angels around me exuded white light. In the light, there are also this thunderbolt wearing everywhere like swimming fish, spreading around in all directions, forming a criss -crossed net.

The Shengzi got up to the high platform where the coffin was placed, stared at his body and held the magic sword, and pulled it gently.

The body is awake.

Seeing that Man Tianlei kept crossing the cave and constantly crossing the cave, the face of the body changed slightly, showing a trace of surprise, and then smiled. "It is worthy of me, ready, this time, it should be you.

, Pay attention to it may really be swallowed by you. "

"Really?" Shengzi sneered and said: "Why do I think the victory is the division of five or five."

"That's because you are so arrogant." Said the body lightly.

"Do you think you will be arrogant, don't forget. Even if you." The Son emphasized.

"Then what are you waiting for?" The body said, struggling in the pupils, desire, anger, and gloomy.

"Yeah, what am I waiting for." Suddenly took a step forward. In this step, the soul and body were separated, and the support of the soul was lost. The body fell to the ground in an instant, and then was hit by a lightning lightning.

The soul turned into a flowing light and drilled into the body.

"I'm here, ontology!"

The tragic soul competing for battle, officially started.

On the other hand, at the Saint Laurent Private Magic College in London, Zhuang Mingge looked at the night sky outside the window, and suddenly a touch of firmness flashed on his face.

"I decided, it's better to try at this time." He said to Jimengli: "If you don't try it, I might regret it in the future, so try it at this time."

Jimonli said: "As you like."

Zhuang Mingge carefully observed the magic of the magic god, then got up and got out of bed, walked to the window and pushed the window, turned out of the window, and came to the window.

He carved a huge magic array, and the magic array was deep and profound, as if there was endless truth.

Zhuang Mingge is stroked one by one, and the engraving is very serious.

In the meditation, he felt that he seemed to have touched a deep thing, as if a chain of chains, locked the void, penetrated the ancient and modern, the past, the past, time, space, and all were locked.

In the West, these are called rules.

In the East, these are called Avenue.

Although Zhuang Mingge touched these things, he couldn't understand and couldn't figure it out, but he didn't need to understand, as if he would shoot, but he didn't need to know how the firearms were made.

After the magic array was engraved, Zhuang Mingge began to curse the sage.

This curse does not require too many things, does not require birthday characters, no hair from the sage, no need for the sage, and no need for the Son's clothes. Nothing is needed.

Just know the name of the Son and his appearance.

"The degenerate creature, the invitation of the messenger in the dark, open your mind, eat it, and erode everything!" Zhuang Mingge read the spell, activated the magic array, and started cursing the saint.

He felt that his hand was broken or something, but he couldn't help the Son, so he released a turbulent wave directly in his body.

boom!

All the organs in the body were swept away in an instant, as if there were 100,000 bombs exploded in the body, and even the body had to be blown into crushing instantly, and nothing would leave anything.

The soul was also eager to shock this time, and the brain almost stopped turning.

Zhuang Mingge's seven holes bleed.

On the other hand, the body of the Son turned into a battlefield, and the body and his own soul avatar launched a fierce fight. With the help of thunder and lightning, the body suppressed his body and exerted a strong power.

Winning and defeat, five or five points.

However, at this time, a strong force suddenly came in the void. This power passed through the layer of defense under the Son, which broke directly in his body.

As if 100,000 missiles broke out at the same time, the strength was irresistible, destroyed the mountains and the Yueyue, destroyed the earth, cracked the world, tore the sky, and the power that crushed the earth would destroy the Son's body.

Whether it is the ontology and the soul, it was caught off guard, and the seven -hole bleeding.

Especially the soul separation, there was no strong ontology, but it only took over the body to suppress the body to occupy the weak upper wave. This time, the turbulence came, and his soul was almost scattered.

The strength fell to a low tide instantly.

The victory turned from the five or five, and instantly became Sanqi. How could the body see this opportunity, how could it be let go, and yelled, "This is fate, you can never defeat me."

The soul avatar was defeated, and the victory and defeat changed a little bit. From Sanqi, it dropped to 28th.

He roared, anger, "It is a curse, a curse, Barrett, Barrett, you ... you ..." He suddenly stared at his body, crazy, desperate, and then rushed up.

"In this case, let me finally go crazy once."

He was not swallowing, but rushed directly to the body's soul, burst into burst, and some souls were destroyed.

He was so painful that he had experienced the pain of Long Yuqing.

"Even though I can't win you, I won't let you retaliate against the world, Barrett, you cursed me, eventually facing this fallen me, then, I hope you can win."

Suddenly, the Son was separated, and he loved the Son of the world deeply ... Fall!

Far in London, St. Roland School of Private Magic.

Zhuang Mingge raised his head suddenly, and his heart was turbulent. He felt that he seemed to have done something wrong, but he couldn't say that he couldn't say. Such a strange feeling made him feel messy.

Ji Mengli lifted him back to the room, and was careful. The self -harm just now has caused serious harm to Zhuang Mingge, but it does not matter. With the recovery of the gods, he can jump alive for a few days.

"How is this curse this time? Are you still satisfied?"

"No satisfaction and dissatisfaction." Zhuang Mingge sighed and said: "I didn't expect to kill the Son with a curse, that's unrealistic."

Jimonli said: "If the Son was killed by you so, it would not be the Son. But when you were in danger, he used a cursing to yin and he should have hit him."

"Probably." Zhuang Mingge was not sure.

Nympho

After all the calm and calm, the peaks of the origin of the Nordic mythology, within the cave.

The sage who was nailed to the coffin suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes flickered, gloomy, and weak opened his mouth, and called "Hili Aina."

The Valkyrie wearing a white armor appeared in front of him for the first time, "Are you a avatar or the ontology?"

"Is this important?" Shengzi asked.

Hilli Aina shook her head.

The Shengzi said with a smile: "Yes, this is not important. Whether it is the avatar or the ontology, I will fulfill the contract. Now, Hilli Aina, pull out the magic sword in my chest, liberate me."

Hilli Aina held the magic sword, and suddenly pulled out, the blood splashed out, the Son groaned, her body took a few steps, and kneeling on the ground halfway.

Hili Ai Na wanted to reach out to help him, but was rejected by the sage.

The Shengzi slowly stood up with his own strength, leaving his knees one inch by inch to the ground, rising, and a smile appeared on his face. The low laughter came from the beginning of the smell, and finally turned into deafening.

Roar.

"I'm back, I'm back!"

"After thousands of years, I finally came back!"

"From now on, all those who betray me are going to die, all humans have to die.

His dazzling blond hair started from the ends of the hair and gradually became black. The golden eyes turned into a strong dark dark, deep like abyss, and could not see it.
Chapter completed!