Candle Dragon to the left

Chapter 363 125. My dragon is gone

Years are nothing but fog.

The battle between the red dragon and the emperor is more like a dance together.

The dragon shadow roams, and the emperor dances lightly. Their shadows intersect between the sky and the earth time and time again, and the fragments of spiritual energy splashed out are colorful and broken, reflecting thousands of times that have happened.

The Empress is seated on a bronze pole of a blue lamp, her right hand draws a billowing green flame, and her left hand pats the head of the roaring red dragon.

"boom--!"

The winding body was knocked down in an instant, and fell straight into the ground. In the blue sea of ​​flames, an elf-like shadow rose up, surrounding the emperor as if with a soul.The emperor laughed, and the figure transformed from Qinghuo followed, attacking the falling red dragon.

This piece of sky is full of such shadows, like a blue fire rain.The rain of fire fell rustlingly, but above the ground, Chilong stood up, and the hilt of an ancient sword slowly emerged, and was finally held in his palm.The dragon roared up to the sky, and swung his sword to draw an arc that could cover the earth!

The elves formed by the green fire collided with the blade and disappeared in an instant.The emperor stretched out her right hand, flipped it over, and made a fist!The cluster of flames in the palm overflowed from the gap in the palm, extended, and finally condensed into a blue spear!Her fighting spirit was rising, and her ancient instinct kept washing the corpse. Soon, the image of the emperor changed again.

The long skirt covered by the flames was gathered, and the sharp armor was faintly visible.

At the same time, a slight ripple could be seen somewhere in the star sea.

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

Explosion in the sky!

When the footsteps of people finally fall, they suddenly find that everything around them has changed.The earth became an abyss, the sky tore apart, the ancient Shanhaiguan collapsed, and the blue fire was still burning. Telling everything before, a creature from ancient mythology knocked on the pass.

"Zheng——!" The sword body of the faint sword collided with the blue spear, and the sky and the earth were suddenly silent, the sound of the flames burning disappeared, and the cracking of the earth was silent, because this confrontation surpassed the world, covered the distant sky, and everything was covered. Included, so everything happens quietly.Just like the instant extinction of a world, the creatures living in the world can't detect it at all.

The sacrifices, ghosts, gods, and red dragons that call the ancient saints and true self are all sacrifices.It's just that Li Xi'an is not only a sacrifice, he is also the chief priest of this sacrifice!To summon the saint, you have to pay enough.In the price, he also bet his own life as a bargaining chip. Maybe he will have another result, which is to be impaled through the body by the emperor's spear and sleep forever on this land.

On the ground, the red dragon faces the falling stars, and the faint light flows from the sword, like a mirror, but what is reflected in the mirror is not the current scene, but a burning dusk.

The flames blooming like butterfly feathers on the back also fell down and turned into the cloak of this battle armor.Su Yuelin looked at the emperor, that's right, how could the heirs of the emperor in ancient times wear long skirts? What they faced was a barren land, a land full of endless crises, and civilization did not manifest. Every powerful creature should be This appearance, not to mention the emperor's son?

The solemn low chant echoed between heaven and earth.

Although Yin Heng is not Wu Zhu, he also knows that ghosts and gods are closely related to Wu Zhu.When ghosts and gods disappeared, Wu Zhu was the first to notice.And to turn Su Yuelin into this, he couldn't think of any other answer except for that red dragon, Yin Heng.

"Kill!" The roar of hundreds of millions of creatures came from the void, and the green fire was burning, reflecting the army of the past emperor!

Battle armor, Chang Ge, the emperor's eyebrows are chilling!

what? What?This woman still has the expression of crying?

Ripples spread, creating waves in the boundless sea.This is a vast ocean floating in the universe, enveloping a blue star in the center of the ocean.Something awakens in the depths of the sea, looking into the center of the ripples, from above the star.

burning ground.

…………

The flames appeared side by side, and he rushed towards the emperor with the time behind him!

He thought about it, patted Su Yuelin's shoulder: "The red dragon... is gone?"

The Tengsheng dragon elephant painted on the Tsing Yi is exactly Su Yuelin, the supervisor of Tiansi.Su Yuelin buried his face in his arms, and could vaguely see the soaked sleeves.

The green fire floats into dots and dots, the core of which is the twinkling ancient text, creating a group of blue stars.The emperor's left hand, which was not holding a spear, waved the green lantern, pulling out a vast and boundless flame in the air, turning it into a battle flag!The battle flag is hunting, the name of the emperor is engraved on the flag!

Li Xi'an's dragon scales were furious, and the scales of his whole body buckled and closed. At this moment, it was like the sound of metal and iron, and the power was no less than the manifestation of the imperial army!
Dragon holding sword.

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

The figures of these ancient warriors stood beside the emperor, they were as bright as stars.

Yin Heng coughed and coughed twice, and said solemnly: "I, Master Xiaotian Jiejian, I might as well save you. The Superintendent of Tiansi is wrong, go to Islam with me, that girl Yushuang likes you very much."

The emperor stared coldly at the red dragon soaring into the air, and pointed the tip of the spear in her hand at the head of the red dragon. At this moment, her arms were covered by armor. She opened her arms, and the spear tip trembled, followed by ten thousand neighs!
In the distant barbaric era, the emperor's daughter was killed better than the red dragon in front of her.

But he bet he would win!
No living beings dare to face the spearhead of the emperor's daughter. This is a blow called myth in ancient times.
Li Xi'an wanted to shake her way.

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

Then, they also disappeared in waves of ripples.

This is a sacrifice.

"boom--!"

Yin Heng was puzzled.

"Huh? Are you afraid that you won't be able to protect yourself if the red dragon is gone?"

From heaven to earth, this blow is enough to penetrate Jiuyou!
At the moment when the spear was thrown, the cyan stars behind the emperor, the emperor's army reflected and followed the arc of the spear and launched a blatant charge!This scene is the falling of the stars!

I saw a red fire rising into the sky, and thousands of illusions were born and extinguished.

The Empress threw out the spear in her hand.

"Oh, it doesn't matter if the ghosts and gods are gone. The ghosts and gods will not die. They will condense into spirits again. After thousands of years, the red dragon will appear again." Yin Heng said, looking at Su Yuelin's reaction, Seeing that she didn't respond, she said again: "I know what you are worried about. Yan Xuan has already told me that he offended the court, left the Taimiao without authorization, and beat King Xia. With the red dragon by your side, the imperial court can kill the next nine lives of you.

The rushing imperial army was reflected and annihilated, only the red dragon and the emperor were still facing each other.

Silent day.

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

Su Yuelin sobbed louder.

"My dragon...is gone!"

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