The old man on the mountain side raised his hand, and a completely different terrifying force erupted from his thin body.

A huge serpentine shadow could be seen hovering, covering his standing position.

The same is true for everyone standing on their respective peaks, with all kinds of spirits or tools protecting themselves and the people around them. The moment they finished doing these, a huge wave of air whistled out of the center of the mountains, violently shaking the veins and peaks, trees broke, and rocks rolled down, which was already an earthquake.

The diffused air waves are filled with sparks and hot high temperatures.

People see clearly the creatures falling above the sea of ​​clouds, but they are more willing to compare them to meteors, because their speed and power of falling are incalculable. The moment they caught the huge dragon shadow, a loud thunderous sound thunderously thunder broke out, and about a few seconds later, smoke and dust more than ten meters high followed one after another.

The position where everyone stood was not even the edge of the battlefield, but it was still swept and affected. They noticed that some trees in this place began to burn, with strange golden flames beating.

What kind of terrifying power is this?

Everyone thought in their hearts.

Just the arrival is accompanied by a huge disaster of collapse and cracking.

Closer to the other side of the battlefield, the wolves and the demons and monsters in the Greater Xing'an Mountains.

They silenced.

With their strong bodies, shock cannot cause them to fall or retreat. The eyes of these creatures are all focused on the center of the earthquake.

Thick smoke, black smoke.

They could see the cracked mountains and ground, with rolling lava fires above them, like blood flowing from the earth.

Because the storm stopped, the thick smoke and dust did not dissipate, and it changed entirely by the wandering of something. Occasionally, scales pass through the smoke screen, and the huge shadows in the fire and the black smoke can be vaguely observed. The kings confronting the two sides did not move, they were waiting. This scene seemed to be back in the past. In the wild, if the two predators broke into the third predator when fighting, the scene would be stalemate. The time of the stalemate depends on the patience of one of them, or whether the flaws exposed by the other side were worth stretching out their claws and teeth again.

This is true for Zornosali.

The moment the morning star projection appeared, he realized that this was a creature standing on the same level as him.

Tongming's seat doesn't feel this way.

His face was burned by the flames and solidified into a faceless gold, so Zhuo Nosali couldn't see his expression.

It was the smile of the fangs raised after a slow breath.

The smoke screen is fading, fading. The creatures shrouded in smoke are becoming clearer and clearer. The sound of the scales opening and closing is like a iron slaughter, but it is too dense, and it is more like a heavy rain hitting the iron greenhouse. All the creatures here are rain sheltering people listening to the sound of rain in the greenhouse.

Zhuo Nosali focused his mind.

The silver moon behind it set off a beautiful arc.

The smoke and dust were torn apart suddenly, and an arm wrapped in red scales stretched out and instantly landed in the position where Zhuo Nosali stood! The entire mountain was lifted away, and the sharp claws were carved into the soil layer. The silver-gray giant shadow ran at high speed and landed on another mountain. But the next moment, a crack was opened on the sky at the top of the mountain, and the second hideous giant claw was directly smashed down!

The roar of wolves resounded throughout the fields.

The moon behind the Silver Gray Wolf King beats like a heartbeat. The gathering storm was filled with thousands of rays of moonlight, which were like ribbons to pull the giant claws that were smashed.

The next moment, the smoke and dust were suddenly pressed down, and the sudden strong wind lowered the forests in the distance.

The originally swimming behemoth in the smoke center disappeared, there were only cracked pits and fragmented ground. The huge red shadow pierced the sky like lightning, and the huge axe blade slashed the wolf king's face.

"boom--!"

The Silver Gray Wolf King was cut off by extreme violence, and his sharp claws plowed deep marks on the ground, breaking several mountainsides along the way. But he was still standing, and the axe blade did not slash on his body. The Wolf King roared, and the silver cracked barrier in front of him shattered at the same time, like a star rain falling.

Youlu's eyes stared at the place where he was originally standing, which was occupied by a dragon-shaped creature.

This dragon-shaped creature occupies on the mountain, with a very stance that looks like an emperor sitting on a throne. The rugged back extends from ferocious bone spurs, and iron scales play the music. At this moment, he also looked at Zhuo Nosali, the drooping red copper bones look like an evil ghost, and golden flames are leaping in his eyes. The sacred, ferocious, fearful and yearning creatures are so obvious to him. At the end of the winding body is a slender and sharp tail bone. The giant axe that successfully hit Zhuo Nosali for the third time was swept across by this sharp long tail.

His forelimbs grabbed the mountain with his claws, and the sharp claws that were smashing straight above broke free from the moon-like ribbon. The red-scaled arms that launched the initial attack disappeared. Zhuo Nosali saw the cracks above his head again appearing around the dragon-shaped creature, and stretched out his arms. The two arms that grasped the mountain were also such black cracks near the abdominal scales.

It turns out that these foot arms did not grow on this creature at all, but came from the void!

Zhuonosali had never seen such a strange guy.

"There is no existence like you, not the whole north."

"Who are you?"

The red evil ghost stared at the wolf king.

"A creature that inherits the crown is to invade other people's homes?"

Under the silver moon, the wolf king slowly returned: "I am the crown carried by my people, and their king. So, what's the problem with the power I exercise to conquer, for my people, to fight for more abundant and peaceful land for them?"

War, the eternal theme of time.

This is a beast that the head cannot tame no matter what, and cannot be killed. Even if it is locked up in a cage, one day it will bite the cage and spill the shadow of war on earth.

"It's true, no problem." Li Xi'an said.

Violence is so beautiful sometimes.

When you have violence that can trample everything and surpass everything, you can naturally choose to do whatever you want, choose to conquer with violence, and get everything you want. Li Xi'an never denies the beauty of violence. If he hadn't also had such power, Taihang would have fallen long ago, a long time ago. Especially in this era, no one could reject power.

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Enough to slaughter the emperor.

"But coincidentally, I don't want you to get this land." The red copper bone smiled, "What do you want?"

"Do what I haven't done." The wolf king replied.

Obviously, the Wolf King wants to continue this war between kings, but this time he changed his opponent. Wasn't the fight between him and Tongming Zu because of this incident? Since the opponent is standing opposite him, there is nothing to say. The golden humanoid on the other side stopped burning, and Li Xi'an knew that Tongming Zu's stop was respect for him, and he was too stubborn after all. If it were a slut, he would happily swing his gun, sword, knife, and axe and go with Li Xi'an.

Li Xi'an could even predict that he would say damn morality and righteousness with a serious look on his face. I was fighting a group fight.

The red dragon soared into the sky, and the eight passes of Taihang crushed the peaks they had held before.

The wolf roared, and the moon rose behind Zhuo Nosali.

The complete moon was so perfect that it was not picky. Under the silver moon, the wolf king's body flowed out of glow, and all the hairs were reshaped and turned into an illusory moonlight. The pair of huge green wolf eyes closed. At the moment Zhuo Nosali closed his eyes, a full moon slowly opened one eye, outlined with ancient runes. The creatures that were watched by the eyes on the moon, whether it was a great demon or a rising person, suddenly had an illusion in his heart, as if immersed in an endless dream.

Golden flames burn.

This familiar feeling surprised Zhuo Nosali slightly.

At this moment, two moons were hanging at the sky at the same time.

The first ray of wind, the second ray of wind, the moon-white hair of the wolf king flew, suddenly scattered, and to the tyrannical storm! The dispersed hair dissolved in the air, turned into the incarnation of a certain will, and became the fairies under the silver moon. The fairies in the silver moon danced in the storm. Since the Mingming Seat came down, no one maintained the lava veins on the ground and the melted mountains. At this moment, they were blown under the dance of the fairy, leaving behind the charred ground covered with cracks.

war.

Li Xi'an's sight was full of flying silver fairies.

They held a sharp blade called "Storm" and wanted to cut his body and soul.

Conquer with strength and seize more abundant land for the people. Is it wrong to the wolves? This is their desire, and of course it is true for them. Having strength in this era deserves everything that can.

But there should be order.

The red dragon shadows rose into the sky, and the sharp blades of the storm were not enough to scratch his scales.

Where does the order come from today's violent world?

It should come from more terrifying and extreme violence.

"roar--!"

The thunderous dragon roar lifted the clouds above Li Xi'an, revealing the moon in the night sky tonight.

The moonlight splashed on his scales, reflecting the cold light. The golden candlelight swayed freely, the robe made by the divine fire burned silently, the ancient and mysterious words sang in the dark, and another domain spread. This powerful will suppressed the storm and left him with no wind around him.

Only stars.

Flashing stars.

Li Xi'an looked down at the closed-eyed wolf king among the mountains, and it was obvious that the moon eyes in the image were also looking at him.

The void shook, and eight arms stretched out from it, holding a tripod, holding a sword, surrounding the rivers. As his will spread, the domain turned into deep darkness and his universe.

He is violence.

He is the most powerful and terrifying violence.
Chapter completed!