At the sky, all living beings can see the dragon-shaped shape embedded in the full moon when they look up.

He winds and roars, and eight arms stretching out from the void seemed to have brought him away from the category of "life" and become closer to God or demon.

Above, the Imperial Dao Realm has spread out, the unparalleled Imperial Dao Realm. He compared himself to the center of the universe and embellished the morning stars.

The wolf king closed his eyes and howled.

This is the clarion call for this war!

The two giant shadows in the sky and among the mountains disappeared at the same time.

The storm invaded the dark universe, and the fairy under the silver moon shine held a sharp blade to cut through the twinkling stars.

But a fire ignited on the Chen star.

Thousands of fish and dragons flowed along the Jianyue River to the intertwined land of the fields. Li Xi'an gave orders and saw the big meal and delicious food, they would move by themselves. The fairies of the Silver Moon encountered fish and dragons, and the blade of the wind could not cut open the scales of these unreasonable ancient creatures. The scales of the fish and dragons were filled with the luster of water. The Jianyue River was both a nest and the strongest armor for the fish and dragons.

The wind is howling.

The giant wolf carrying the moon eyes rushed with the storm, and its posture was like a dance.

This is the most violent and elegant dance. The goblins in the storm are dancing with their masters, and some strange resonance occurs in the storm.

The wind appeared in shape, reflecting the silver moon of the King of Beiyuan.

They give the storm a “shape”.

Silver Moon gives the storm the "quality".

Zhuo Nosali, the king of Beiyuan, should be the strongest dancer and wind in the world.

In the disillusionment of the intertwined fields, countless fragments lit up and went out. The entire air, the battlefield seemed to be no longer in this world, and was stripped away.

"Oh...oh my god!" someone said to himself.

Such a bizarre scene has never appeared in the battlefields of Tongming and Wolf King.

Like them, they created another world.

Then the world was shattered at the moment of creation, and fragments appeared in the air at this moment on the battlefield of the two kings.

Everyone stared at the disillusionment in the air.

That is the collision of unrivaled forces in this world. It feels like this battlefield has opened up another world, but it is not like these two ends, no, the three ends are not in the same world as the spirits.

In a fragmented fragment, the burning stars and the tangible and qualitative storm intertwined, shattered, and then healed. All living beings were watching the breaking in the air. Maybe they were trapped in a dream for ten thousand years, or maybe they were just a blink of an eye.

Finally, two behemoths collided.

The red dragon shape and the white moon wolf king entangled and bit.

Under the eight passes of Taihang, the moon's eyes rotated, and ancient runes flashed. The fields and fields fell staggered, and the fairies in the wind followed a certain rhythm, and the rhythm came from the scales on the red dragon-shaped body clashing!

White light, blazing white light.

The mountains wherever they reach are like the ink on paper being wiped away randomly, turning into flat ground, clouds spread thousands of miles, and the bright moon shines on the sky and the moonlight shines on the earth.

Falling!

The wolf king is falling, and the tangible and qualitative storm is shattering like glass. Above is the starry fire that falls along with the wolf king.

No star is complete.

The earth shook again.

The wolf king's huge body smashed into the empty ground, leaving behind broken strata and huge pits.

All the fields were broken and turned into flames and darkness.

The red dragon shadow fell down, and the huge moon white shadow was thrown out in the smoke and dust. The wolf king roared, and the moon white glow was still flowing on him.

The Wolf King's Moon is inexhaustible.

The moon-eyed eyes carried by him cast their eyes on the dragon shadow whistling out of the smoke and dust.

Zhuo Nosali roared, and the moon-white glow could not hide the blood he was running to the ground. The winding dragon looked down at him, and one arm dragged a square bronze tripod hanging above him. The shattered scales and blood slowly healed under the black and green seal text.

Tongming Zu had no idea what he had encountered before walking to Daxinganling to face him, and became so weak. If the burning and erosion of the golden flame exploded in a short period of time, it would be enough to severely hurt Zhuo Nosali, because it was a sudden life-threatening fight, Chengmian's final backup. But he could only severely hurt Zhuo Nosali, and the explosion of the burn was the destruction of Chai Xin.

Perhaps with the power of Tongming's throne, he would not die after burning, but he would completely lose the power to restrain Zhuo Nosali.

So, the fire did not burn violently.

On the contrary, the burning was very smooth, all of which were expected by Tongmingzha. Zhuo Nosali was surprised at the time. Did the method of eroding himself and using himself as a firewood simply limit his actions and let him stay in the battlefield of Daxinganling for ten days? Before that, he didn't understand, but now Zhuo Nosali knows it.

It's waiting.

Wait for the arrival of creatures who can stop this war.

Zhuonosali looked up.

The full moon behind him echoed him, and the eyeballs constructed by the ancient runes were rotating, and their shapes and quality were shattered and recast in the eyes. The blood on the ground lost its redness and became like clear water. Zhuo Nosali had no wounds under the gaze of the eyeball, as if he had not been injured from the beginning, and his shattered hind legs in the battle with Tongming also completely healed.

After doing this, it is nothing more than that the full moon is no longer a perfect "round". There is an invisible gap that is difficult to detect with the naked eye.

They had no intention of developing the imperial realm at this moment, and they wanted to fight with scales, claws, teeth and blades.

The red dragon shadows paraded in the air were entrenched, and the golden candle was shining.

The Eight Passes of Taihang are no longer scattered positions. Four foot arms return to the position where his body grows and limbs. He wanders and roars, and the scales of his limbs are soothing. The other four foot arms form a magic seal in the sky. The phantoms of the towering four symbols appear and wander freely. The pictograms on the Tiandao show the true spirit, echoing the four symbols and magic seals appearing on the magic seal.

Li Xi'an held the sword.

lift.

This ray of light follows the heaven and earth.

Under the blooming light, the moon sets at the end of the earth, and the day is approaching!

…………

"call--!"

From the dense forests on the edge of the Greater Xing'an Mountains, the dark-skinned boy was marching hard, pulling the trees.

He looked very tired, his body was covered with stains and there was no time to be clear. His shoes were covered with sludge. The Greater Xing'anling was supposed to be a dazzling snow scene in winter. When he arrived here, the temperature made him feel strange.

It's hot and approaching summer.

So how can we talk about snow? All the thick snow that should have here turned into water, making the mountains completely muddy roads.

Suddenly, he looked up.

Deep in the distant mountains, a beam of light suddenly lit up and soared into the sky. At this moment, it was clearly and brilliantly rising like the sun.

"What is this?" he frowned.

The huge energy that overflowed made the spirits in his position riot and restless.

In the east direction, the dawn came and the night was retreating behind him. However, when he turned around, the day came. This strange environment made him feel even more and more wrong.

"Hope is still too late."

The boy stretches out his hand and prays.
Chapter completed!