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125. My dragon is gone

Time is just a fog.

The battle between the Red Dragon and the Emperor's daughter is more like a dance together.

The dragon shadows roam, the imperial daughter jumped lightly, and their shadows intertwined again and again between the heaven and earth, and the splashed spiritual fragments were colorful and shattered, reflecting thousands of times that had happened.

The imperial daughter used the bronze pole of the green lamp as the seat, and her right hand attracted the surging green fire, while her left hand slapped the whistling red dragon head.

"boom--!"

The winding body was instantly knocked down and fell straight into the earth. An elf-like shadow in the blue sea of ​​fire stood up, as if it was surrounded by the imperial daughter like a soul. The imperial daughter laughed, and the figure turned into a green cremation followed and attacked the red dragon that fell to the ground.

The sky is full of such shadows, like a green rain of fire. The rain of fire fell down, but on the earth, the red dragon stood up, and the hilt of an ancient sword slowly emerged, and finally he held it in his palm. The dragon roared to the sky, swinging his sword to draw an arc that could cover the earth!

The elves formed by the blue fire collided with the sword edge and disappeared in an instant. The imperial daughter stretched out her right hand, flipped, and clenched her fists! The cluster of flames in her palm overflowed from the gap in the palm of her palm, and finally condensed into a blue spear! Her fighting intention was rising, and her ancient instinct kept washing the corpse. Soon, the image of the imperial daughter changed again.

The long skirt covered with fire was closed, and the sharp armor was vaguely formed.

The flames blooming like butterfly feathers behind them also fell down and turned into the cloak of this battle armor. Su Yuelin looked at the imperial daughter, yes, how could the descendants of the emperor in ancient times wear long skirts? They were facing wilderness and a land full of endless crises. Civilization did not manifest. Every powerful creature should look like this, let alone the emperor's son?

Battle armor, long spear, and the emperor's eyebrows are solemn!

The solemn chant echoes between heaven and earth.

The green fire floated into stars, and the core position was the flashing ancient text, creating a green star. The emperor's daughter waved the green lamp without holding a spear, pulled out a broad and boundless flame in the air, turning into a battle flag! The battle flag was flew, and the emperor's name was engraved on the flag!

"Kill--!" The roar of billions of creatures came from the void, and the green fire burned, reflecting the army of the past emperor!

The figures of these ancient warriors stood beside the Emperor's daughter, and they were as bright as stars.

Li Xi'an's dragon scales were angrily opened, and the scales on his body were closed. At this moment, it seemed like gold and iron were clattering together, and its power was no less than the manifestation of the imperial army!

The dragon holds the sword.

The fire appeared, and he rushed towards the imperial daughter with the time behind him!

I saw a red fire rising into the sky, and thousands of illusions began and destroyed.

The imperial girl watched the Red Dragon soar coldly, aiming the spear tip of the spear in her hand at the head of the Red Dragon. At this moment, her arms were covered with armor. She spread her arms, and the spear tip trembled, followed by thousands of hissings!

In the distant wilderness era, there are those who are better than those in front of you who are killed by the imperial daughter.

"boom--!"

The sky explodes!

The imperial daughter threw the spear in her hand out.

From heaven to earth, this blow is enough to penetrate Jiuyou!

The moment the spear was thrown out, the blue stars behind the emperor's daughter, and the emperor's army reflected the arc of the spear dragging, and launched a fierce charge! This scene was the stars falling!

On the earth, the red dragon faced the falling stars, and the light flowed from the dim sword, like a mirror, but the mirror reflected not the scene at this moment, but a burning dusk.

This is a sacrifice.

The sacrifices that call on the ancient saints’ true self, ghosts, gods, and red dragons, are all sacrifices. However, Li Xi'an is not only a sacrifice, but he is also the main priest of this sacrifice! To call the saint, you have to pay enough price. In the price, he also bets his life as a bargaining chip. Perhaps he will have another result, that is, he is nailed through his body by the spear of the emperor and sleep forever in this land.

But he bet he would win!

No creature dares to face the spear of the Emperor's daughter. This is a blow called mythology in ancient times. The so-called Taoist slum is the main thing!

Li Xi'an wanted to shake her.

"Zheng--!" The sword body of the dull sword collided with the green spear, and the world suddenly became silent. The sound of flame burning disappeared, and the earth collapsed silently. Because this confrontation transcended the world and covered the distant sky, everything was included, so everything happened silently. Just like the instant demise of a world, the creatures living in the world could not detect it at all.

At the same time, you can see a ripples gently appearing somewhere in the starry sea.

The ripples spread and stirred up waves in the vast sea. This is a vast ocean floating in the universe, wrapping up a blue star in the center of the sea. Something awakens in the depths of the sea, looking at the center of the ripples, from above the star.

The imperial army that was rushing to death was reflected and annihilated, only the Red Dragon and the Emperor's daughter were still facing each other.

Then, they also disappeared into the ripples.

…………

Silent day.

Burning ground.

It took a long time until the eight arms that locked the world disappeared, and time began to move again.

When the steps taken by people finally fell, they were shocked to find that everything around them was changing. The earth was abyss, the sky was torn apart, and the eternal Shanhaiguan collapsed, and the blue fire was still burning. Telling everything before, a creature who originated from ancient myths came knocking on the door.

Yin Heng felt pain and sat up. As soon as he got together, he saw a familiar figure lying on the ruins not far away, his shoulders shrugging, as if sobbing.

When he walked in, his expression changed immediately, as if he had seen a ghost.

The green clothes are painted with a dragon elephant, which is Su Yuelin, the supervisor. Su Yuelin buried his face on his arms and could vaguely see the wet sleeves.

What? This woman has the expression of crying?

Yin Heng was confused.

He thought about it and patted Su Yuelin on the shoulder: He said carefully: "The Red Dragon... is gone?"

Although Yin Heng was not Wu Zhu, he also knew that the close connection between ghosts and gods and Wu Zhu was only seen. When ghosts and gods disappeared, the first thing they discovered was Wu Zhu. And the one who could turn Su Yuelin into this way could not think of any other answer except the red dragon Yin Heng.

"Oh, it doesn't matter if ghosts and gods are gone. Ghosts and gods will not die. They will condense into spirits again. After another thousand years, the red dragon will appear again." Yin Heng said, looking at Su Yuelin's reaction, seeing that she had no reaction, and then said: "I know what you are worried about. Yan Xuan told me that he offended the court, left the Taimiao without authorization, and beat King Xia. If the serious crime was not by your side, the court would have killed you nine lives.

"Well? I'm afraid that I will not be able to protect myself if I lose my Red Dragon?"

Yin Heng coughed twice and said seriously: "I, Master Bai Tian Jie Jian, may you be protected. The Jian Tian Si is not obsessed with me. I'm in the Islamic world, that girl Yu Shuang likes you very much."

Once the ancestor mentions his ancestral name, it means that the oath involves the true self.

Su Yuelin sobbed even louder.
Chapter completed!
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