Break The World Starting From Dragon Clan

Yes, Yuan Zhisheng now understands that many people actually don’t have to die.

Without the existence of their three siblings, there would be no king's ambition. How many people died in this cruel underworld war?

And they are still alive, because some people think they have value.

Their lives are stepped on countless bones, so their sin is as heavy as a mountain, and they should go to hell after death.

He looked at the self-talking Ruri Kazama in front of him, and felt a little emotional. If he didn't know something, he should have come to see his younger brother today...to Yellow Springs together.

"Big brother, do you remember the time we went to see the meteor shower? We climbed the mountain for a few hours..."

Kazama Liuli was pressed in place, and it seemed that there was no feeling , Still talking to himself.

"...Finally, we did not see the meteor shower in Leo, but I still remember the taste of plum rice..."

The silent source finally spoke, "Don’t say Kazama Liuli stopped her narration of the past. The rain fell from the corner of her eyes, and she didn’t know if there were tears in it. He smiled and said: "This world is always like this, one person thinks Say, the other person doesn’t want to listen."

After that, he sank slightly, "Then I will tell the big brother slowly later..."

When it fell, the rain curtain was cut open again by the air current, and the immature silhouette soared out, breaking an unknown number of trees. Amidst the sparks of swords and soldiers, he just stared faintly at the younger brother's eyes.

Under the frenzied offensive of the colored glaze in the wind, his limbs burst into blood. In the thunderstorm, he could hear the other party’s laughter, "... Become a qualified quiet in the big brother After the audience, I will slowly...tell you!"

Yuan Zhisheng just resisted the attack "difficultly", the wounds on his body continued to increase, but he didn't say a word.

"Big brother, you are much stronger than last time, but you are still too weak."

"Big brother, all of your men seem to have betrayed."

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"big brother, they seem to be about to capture that thing."

"big brother, big brother, big brother, big brother..."

to the end , Kazama Liuli screamed those two words frantically every time she cut a knife, but the expression on her face didn't have the slightest warmth of brother at all, it was just endless ferociousness, like the evil spirits of hell.

He is indeed an evil ghost, a very evil ghost, a ghost who has come to avenge the big brother!

On the other side, near the Well of True Red, a group of members of the ghosts and the Kanto branch surrounded the Eight-Branched Giant Snake and attacked.

This Eight-Branched Giant Snake bred from the sacred skeleton perfectly interprets what a centipede dies, but never falls.

Although it is not enough to look at the extreme evolution of Kazama Liuli, in the face of ordinary hybrid species, even if there is only one head, it still has an advantage.

He has mastered the white emperor’s body, water, thunder, and wind around him. Many language spirits are released, crushing these weak insects to death.

He can't defeat the crazy youngster, just because the opponent is too fast, ordinary language spirits can't catch up with the opponent's footsteps, and the formidable power is not deadly enough.

But when dealing with these ordinary hybrid species, it seemed to be easy to throw, and even after killing them, it swallowed a lot of flesh and blood, and the wounds on the body were gradually healed, and new fleshy species swelled up and needed to grow. New head out.

The people of the ghost crowd reversed their previous state of counseling. At this time, they are desperately rushing forward and following. The Eight-Branched Giant Snake just in full form looks invincible, so they can only hide Behind Kazama Liuli.

But at the moment there is only one head left in the Eight-Branched Giant Snake, they have a chance!

About ten minutes later, the last head of Eight-Branched Giant Snake fell to the ground panting. He seemed to exhaust all the power of this body.

In front of him, there are corpses everywhere.

The once arrogant and pretentious wise Ashiya was pierced by a water arrow, staring at the sky with hollow eyes.

Yingxiu's short blade got stuck in his neck, and was blocked by the dust-free place suddenly manifested and stuck.

The only survivor of the Kanto branch is the famous Xiaohuo, who has successfully seduce all the men in the Kanto branch except Achieve Asuya, but apparently Eight-Branched Giant Snake is not interested in women , Her effort to seduce men could not save her life.

At this time, she was struck by a blood-sucking sickle, bleeding heavily in her abdomen, and without timely treatment, she would probably not survive today.

The wind hits from the east, the white shadow presses the black shadow across the muddy ground, and brings up a row of dark water curtains, which cover Xiao Xiao’s pale face, and under the violent collision, She was shot into the tree like a rag doll, her once enchanting and beautiful figure became distorted.

Her kung fu may be useful to some men, but in the eyes of the two men who are still alive on the battlefield, there is only one another at this time.

Boom——

The gravel splashed down, and Yuan Zhisheng was pressed by the wind glaze against the raised well wall of the true red well. The pupil of Wind Sword glaze looked like There is a mandala pattern rotating, and the childish eyes are silent as a mountain.

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A man in a suit and a mask of Noh walked through the automatic door at the Peninsula Hotel in Tokyo.

The people taking refuge in the hall all looked towards the person in surprise, because this guy obviously looked like a "suspicious person".

But the masked man didn't talk to anyone, ignoring the waitress who was approaching him, and walked briskly to the elevator, still humming some kind of old song.

"I" is indeed in a good mood now, it is better to say that it is extremely good.

After so many years of hard work, "I" has finally reached the time to reap the results today.

It's a pity that he still doesn't realize the joy of "self", "self" is always extremely cautious in doing things, and will not let "self" get involved in any risky things.

Kazama Liuli regards him as an immortal ghost, an evil ghost from hell, but in fact many things are not as complicated as outsiders think.

Herzog Academician is just a weak hybrid species. In terms of bloodline, it may not be the B-Rank of Kassel Academy, but his language spirit is very special, weak and special.

language spirit. Dream maker.

The language spirit that has not been recorded by the Secret Party, but the analysis of "self" may be the subordinate of the language spirit of my beloved toy dream tapir. This fate-like coincidence makes "self" especially fond of This toy.

Clearly in the bloodline and language spirit are in the upper position of "self", but they have to dance like a puppet under the giant net woven by "self", and make "self" feel more joyful.

The role of this language spirit is also very simple. After use, it can affect the dream and consciousness of the target to a lower limit. This lower limit is really low.

For example, if "self" is used for a normal person, it can only lead the other person to have a dream of spring tonight, even the object cannot be specified, let alone the details.

Because people's subconsciousness can resist foreign invading consciousness, even the ordinary person's spirit is unexpectedly strong in this respect. It is impossible to rely on this to brainwash the other party.

But he "he" is a genius, genius always makes impossible possible.

People’s subconscious spirit is indeed very strong, and only the language spirit of the level of the dream tapir can forcibly modify deeply and violently. The dream maker cannot do it, but it is limited to ordinary persons.

If the language spirit uses objects, is simply not a human being? Or is it someone who has no consciousness at all?

Yes, Herzog, who is proficient in genetic technology, used cloning technology to create a lot of his own body.

Because it is mass-produced and has no consciousness, Herzog can impudent use Dragon Clan genetic evolution technology on these bodies, so each of his bodies is as powerful as a monster.

So powerful that Herzog is often dissatisfied with his No. 2 toy. As a successor of the royal blood, his comprehensive ability is not as good as his own mass-produced clone.

These clones have no self-awareness, so "self" can use dream makers to instill character and "duties" for them, and show the image of greedy ghoul, by fair means or foul in front of others , But in fact, clones all have the core quality that is excellent, that is, absolute loyalty to "self", and the external performance is only preset, so you can say anything to who.

After all, security is the first thing. "You" don't want to be usurped by clones.

To put it simply, this process is somewhat like programming a blank computer. The underlying commands are absolute, and the external performance is packaged.

To do all of this, it is a huge project. The clone is not worth money, but the process of shaping the "king general" is indeed difficult.

So Toy One killed several clones of "self", "self" is not really indifferent, "they" in front of the toy is peaceful and profound mystery, but "self" is furious.

Some people think that "self" is just a lot of shadow dancers, "self" is happy for others to think so, but "self" despise those who have no knowledge in the heart.

Shadow dancer? What kind of low-end thing is that?

Each incarnation of "self" is carefully customized, so there is never a weak spot.

Moreover, the king can also appear in multiple places at the same time, just like a real ghost,

"I" has an Ancient Dragon fetal blood, originally intended to be in certain situations I gave it to the second toy to make the drama more exciting. Anyway, the value of the two toys should have been squeezed out at that time.

"I" has always admired the ancient culture of the East. There are many things in it that make sense. As the saying goes, the plan can't keep up with the changes.

Because of the appearance of the boy named Lu Chen and the farce on Mount Fuji last time, the layout of "self" has been disrupted a lot.

The "self" wanted to wait for the time to let God appear, but that nasty kid actually wanted to take away "self"'s No. 3 toy!

The first and second toy "you" may not care, but the third toy is the best masterpiece of "self" and the container needed for "self" to evolve.

The plan must be started in advance and must be changed.

After all, the foolish man is just the foolish man, and the foolish boy who was dazzled by love has finally gone to sea. Everything is in his own plan.

Today Tokyo is shrouded by a storm of elements. The main force of the Eight Snake Family and the secret party’s battleship are busy dealing with the corpse guards on the sea. The most terrifying Lu Chen has also been buried in the seabed.

Now no one can stand in his way. As long as he takes the number three toy to the destination, "self" can board the white throne.

He looked at the watch on his wrist and counted the time. "I" should have reached the real red well. The Eight-Branched Giant Snake is dying, and the No. 1 and 2 toy "I" can do whatever it wants. Manipulate, wait for the No. 3 toy to be in place, "oneself" can begin to evolve.

The clone is not that absolutely does not have thinking, at least he is actually a little excited at this time. If he is not "self", he is always cautious and will not let the clone carry anything that can contact "self". He must synchronize his feelings with "self" in case the clone is touched by someone after the accident.

He won’t have any doubts. Of course he does not need to supervise his actions, nor do he need to worry about their plans being interrupted, because the eight families, including the secret party commissioner in Tokyo, Japan We are all extremely weak and will not be his opponents.

As he thought before, no one can stop him and "self".

"I" originally wanted to pick up toy No.3 in person, and by the way, I tasted desserts on the road in high grade. "I" has endured it for many years. When I think of it, it is as powerful as Ghost God. The young lover makes "self" excited and unable to control himself.

But "self" finally suppressed the heart of begin to stir and will proceed cautiously to the end. These things can be done before evolution.

What if toy No. 3 kills "you" before "you" knocks on the clapper? "I" is very fragile and cannot take risks.

He is different, he is stronger, and he is fully guaranteed to complete this mission.

He swiped the card he had already prepared, pressed the button on the top floor, and hummed a pleasant little song.

Get out of the elevator, step on the soft carpet, and almost jump up.

Oh, maybe he is not really happy either. After all, he has no emotional "system". He is just set to express pleasure in situations like these, um...maybe "self" Considering it would be more...style? Just like the "him" who was killed in the Rock Flow Research Institute.

He walked to the door of the presidential suite, swiped the card, and the door opened.

Holding the clapper in his hand, when I saw the immediately No. 3 toy, he immediately began to ring in a rhythm.

Toy No. 3 heard the clapper sound and was really stunned, and did not show the consciousness of resisting.

Very good, then proceed to the second stage of the song, with the fantasy of fear dominating the mind of Toy 3, and then the third song, completely controlling Toy 3.

He walked in front of Toy No. 3 and rang the clapper in an orderly manner. Everything went smoothly. No one would come here at this time, and there was no strong body that could stop him...

He knocked on the clapper's hand and stopped because he couldn't knock it down anymore. An old hand, like a hydraulic press, grabbed his arm tightly.

He turned his head slightly puzzled, and saw a strange old man with the turban of the Ramen Master on his head.

An old man who sells ramen?

This is not on the list of targets he should be wary of. When does Japan have such a powerhouse?

He let go of the clapper with his right hand, swinging his arm with at least ten tons of strength, and hitting the old face of the Ramen Master with a straight punch.

Slap——

The old Master easily grabbed his fist. He and the old Master looked at each other. It was something he had never seen before, as dazzling gold as Supreme. Hitomi is like a real emperor.

"You want to move my girl?"

Uesugi's lower voice suppressed the volcano that was about to erupt.

Wang Jiang’s face twitched with the mask. It was a natural reaction of the body caused by the severe pain. He shouldn’t have understood the emotion of panic, but at this brief moment, he suddenly seemed to understand. .

His right fist made a sour sound, that was the skeleton being crushed, his left arm was squeezed to only two centimeters in diameter, the dragon scales on the body surface cracked, the keel was broken, In the old man's anger, his genetically modified to the extreme weak body is like a toy.

Uesugi grabbed the king and walked a few steps toward the open. The ancient stern dragon sounded, and the volcano really erupted.

No, the heat in front of him is far beyond the eruption of a volcano.

That is black's big day.