Break The World Starting From Dragon Clan

Lancelot's mood today is like on a horseback in the mountains, ups and downs.

A few seconds ago, he thought that the young man who had not told his name would be besieged today. The man who stood at the top was probably the strongest hybrid species since ancient times!

Even in his time, I have heard legends about the other party. It is the heroic epic of world civilization and is eulogized by the bards.

He is the son of Lugar Banda and the fifth monarch of Uruk. He is the legendary Demi-God, and may be the first hybrid species born to pure blood Dragon Clan and hybrid species. According to legend King of Heroes-Gilgamesh!

But now he doesn't know what to judge. The attitude of the teenagers around him keeps changing, and now he doesn't look like a person at all, but a monster wearing a dragon armor.

He is the strongest Knight in Britain, the top of the hybrid species of that era, but at this time, even if the teenager's killing intent and target lock were not placed on him, he felt a tremor from his soul.

When the opponent fights with himself...just for fun.

The heroic spirits can no longer focus their eyes on the sky. Their mission and their intuition for danger clashed. They condescendingly looked down on the teenager standing in the field, but felt that they were the object of being overlooked.

The sound of the pipe organ is covered. It is a more magnificent ancient sound, the sound of nearly two hundred heroes chanting dragon text!

language spirit. Vampire sickle.

language spirit. The pupil of the Wind King.

language spirit. Chi.

language spirit .thunder pool.

language spirit. Jun Yan.

language spirit. Indra.

language spirit. Bronze throne.

language spirit. Baqi.

……

Every heroic spirit is singing language spirit, some are single, some are plural.

The thunder and the bulging ground veins complement each other, and the wind snake dances with the Fire Dragon.

Gravity fell from the sky, and cracks broke out on the ground under the boy's feet, and it was even more difficult for Lancelot to straighten his body.

language spirit. Kingship, thirty times the gravity.

Lu Chen raised his head to lock on the heroic spirit who released the language spirit of the kingship towards him, twisted his neck, made a loud noise, and smiled sternly on his face.

Want me to kneel down?

In the next instant, Lancelot finally became unstable, and was knocked away by gravel and storm. The ground in the center of the arena exploded with huge water lilies. The smoke did not rise, but was carried by the extreme speed. The rising wind blows away all around.

The harsh sonic boom resounded throughout the arena, and today’s young people took the lead in charging the ancient heroic army!

From the perspective of the heroes, you can only see a band of black and red light drawn in the field. Fight from the sky!

The hero wearing the ancient kimono and using the king's power has not yet reacted, and the ferocious black giant blade has passed by. It is just the ultimate violence, without any Blade Technique, tearing in the wind. Under the force, even if the separated body is connected, it will no longer be complete.

Hundreds of heroic spirits moved one after another, and hundreds of heroic spirits rose into the air, like the warriors of the hall of heroes in the myth, rushing to the final battlefield, launching a charge against the emperor of black.

Lancelot sits in the ruins blankly, no hero will notice him at all, he has the mark of God on him, and no one will attack him.

But every second in the entire arena, there are several places of rubble splashing, and the rumbling sound is so loud, it sounded almost at the same time.

The flames, ice, thunder, and wind raged across the entire space.

He has no doubt that even if the first generation species were besieged by the heroic spirit Legion, they couldn't stand it at all.

But that boy is really...too fast.

That is not only a breakthrough in the speed of the sound, at this time the other party's state is at least five times greater!

In the air, the heroic spirits can only see the black and red streamers. It is a phantom, it is Death God!

Each of them has the strength to at least match that of the next-generation species after wearing the mask, and most of them will surpass them. They are the ultimate warrior prepared by Odin for All Gods turn to Dusk.

But under the absolute power of violence, there is only blood flowing across the sky.

A hero from Japan used Yaki to strengthen his bloodline and fleshy body to the limit. The language spirit of the mask is a bronze throne, which makes his body swell to distortion. He should be The Peak Violent in this world.

But when the weapon in his hand was intersected with the black-clad boy, it was directly cut off by absolute violence, and then directly cut in the middle!

Lancelot looked at the many heroic spirits falling from the sky with the rain of blood, and felt a ridiculousness in his heart. This is the true ultimate of hybrid species. His mask is just a joke.

However, he still felt that something was wrong, not because of the strength of the surprised young man, he just felt that...the heroes fell a little slower.

Yes, he felt that with the speed and violence of a teenager, except for Gilgamesh, who stood at the highest point and remained indifferent, this battle should be over in one minute.

It took more than ten seconds to start the war before seven or eight heroes fell.

Continuous rumbling sounds sounded. Lancelot noticed smoke and dust rising everywhere, but it didn't seem like a teenager trampled on it as a landing point.

But there were heroic spirits that were shot down. They were not cut off by the black dragon-slaying soldiers, but were thrown down by the young man. They seemed to use a sense of strength and were not dying.

Finally, the boy landed again, standing in the arena, scanning the surrounding heroes who had just re-locked himself, carefully confirming.

He didn't forget the key things when he started fighting. Chu Zihang's father might be among these people. He couldn't kill by mistake.

In the past ten seconds, he passed almost every heroic spirit once, just to screen whether there is Chu Zihang's father in it.

These heroic spirits are wearing masks. Of course, he can't identify them. He can only remove more than a dozen oriental male heroic spirits from the most basic ones, and then slowly check them after the war.

And the rest... he can come as he pleases.

The wind of death rises again, and the phantoms of black dance wildly in the air.

Every time the blade rises and falls, at least one hero passes away.

In Lancelot’s perspective, the heroic spirits fell from the sky like rain, and few remains were intact. He even saw the death of a heroic spirit, which did not seem to be Slashed by the knife, the whole body was folded in half, as if it had been broken by some giant at extreme speed.

In just ten seconds, these Legendary heroes fell nearly half.

It's not that they are not strong, but the gap with the opponent's strength... is too big.

When a person's power and speed are several times more than the opponent's, that is a one-sided slaughter!

A young man in this state kills the heroic spirit here, just like a human trampling an ant to death.

The sound of heavy hammers thrown in the sky sounded, and a high-pitched movement ensemble with the organ. This is a sad and wild music composed of the blood of heroic spirits.

The sound of the swords connecting, the black giant blade and the golden short sword burst out with dazzling sparks, and the golden armored hero finally made a move.

In a short period of time, Lu Chen and the man looked at each other, surprised that the other party could catch up with his current speed.

Boom——

Whenever the man strikes, he will return at any speed. The figure passes the top of the arena. This heavy building is violently attacked by the youth. After hitting a match, his strength is still worse than that.

Lu Chen is not in a hurry to take advantage of the victory and pursuit, this is the real place without heaven and earth, no one can escape from Avalon.

Ten seconds later, Lu Chen landed again, and the air was filled with thick blood mist, which stained the entire arena, and blood gurgled on the ground.

Lancelot looked at the remains of the heroic spirits all over the field, and looked towards the black-clad boy who was standing not far away. After eliminating those eastern men, Lancelot killed more than a hundred heroic spirits... Thirty seconds!

God’s Hall of Valor... was destroyed so easily.

The gate to the east of the arena collapsed, and Lancelot turned to look at Gilgamesh.

Lu Chen looked at the golden armor man who came back with great interest. He didn't expect that the other party came back so soon after being hit by such a bludgeon, like a okay person.

This is definitely the strength of the first generation or even higher. He doesn't think that among the first generations he has fought before, there is a dragon who can retreat with a single blow to himself.

Even Egil should be extremely embarrassed.

This golden armor man is not simple. He has excellent fighting skills. The moment his swords meet, he uses profound unloading skills. Like a light leaf, he is knocked out by himself, but In fact, there was no serious injury.

His rare self-introduced: "Eastern country, Lu Chen, how about you."

However, the golden armor man with the mask has nothing but silence.

"Are you a puppet again..."

Seeing the other party's state, Lu Chen understood what was going on.

The golden armor man raised the golden dagger in his hand, the high bloodline activated this sword, the golden brilliance flickered, the sword body continued to stretch, the surrounding air seemed to be constantly twisting and splitting, this divine sword Sharp looks like it can cut space!

This is a sword named after a god in Mesopotamian mythology, and it is also a cursed slashing sword in Norse mythology-Tyrfeng.

Seeing this scene, Lancelot seemed to confirm, "That is the hero king in Sumerian legend... Gilgamesh."

Lu Chen was stunned, Jin Sparkle?

Look carefully, the other party is indeed wearing a gold suit. He is really a moat king.

But now, it's just a historical undead abandoned by time.

There was no dragon chanting, but Lu Chen saw that the golden light on Gilgamesh's armor became brighter, and the skin on his hands also brought a faint golden glow.

The close-fitting golden armor bulged outwards, obviously bearing the pressure that it should not bear. The other party did not sing, but used language spirit.

It is the power that the mask gives him, and this language spirit Lu Chen is very familiar with it. Although the opponent's level is not high, it is...Vajra.

But shouldn’t this language spirit belong to the Black King? Could it be that Odin also got the flesh and blood of the Black King and stole the opponent's power?

He didn't continue to struggle with this problem. After beheading his opponent, he could naturally explore the details of the mask through space.

He didn't mean to keep his hands. If Lancelot is right, then the opponent is a monarch, the hero king who has experienced countless battles in the myth, even if the opponent is unconscious, it is an insult to release the water.

Moreover, an opponent of this level, he has not been able to capture the opponent alive and strip off his mask. Gilgamesh’s dignity does not allow others to be rescued. He is a person who should have returned to the dust long ago. He returned to Uruk.

The silhouette of Gilgamesh disappeared in place. It was a combination of extraordinary speed and power, Vajra and Mossina!

If it weren't for the fourth-degree violent blood state, Lu Chen would even be at a disadvantage in terms of speed!

The harsh sonic boom sounded from both sides, and the ground on both sides lifted up gravel and dust.

One side is dazzling gold, and the other side is bloody red.

Black's giant blade has been reduced to its normal size, and the azure sky shines on the blade, adding a bit of depth to it.

The living spirit roared in excitement, it was born to kill the king.

The power is transmitted from the ground to the calf, and then to the waist, and finally infused from the arms with knotted muscles into the king.

The knife is inclined to the body, round and round.

The sword slashed forward, and the front was unmatched.

The sound of Jintiejiaoge sounded. This is the duel between the old Legendary and the new Legendary. It is the battle of hybrid species, and the collision of Ji Realm of power and speed!

The sound of the skeleton being crushed sounded, but the legendary hero king did not retreat, and his feet plowed a long ravine on the ground. A appeared in his ruthless golden pupil. trace and soberness and calm.

The gravel under the feet splashed and blood spilled from the golden armor. It was the liquid spewing out from the torn muscles and the skin. It was a protest from the broken skeleton.

He wore a mask for more than five thousand years, and finally awakened from the severe pain and passion of fighting after changing the mask this time.

ninth rank Vajra!

A sword with a mythological aura should once again hit the black giant blade with sparks.

Each time the swords intersected, Gilgamesh was repelled a great distance and left the arena forever.

Lu Chen's offensive is like howling wind and torrential rain. Facing an experienced opponent who is not inferior to his own, the simplest tactic is to crush the opponent from the front.

Even if the opponent also uses Vajra, Gilgamesh's basic attributes are not as good as his own. At the same speed, he is still a weak person.

Said it was too late. It was fast at that time. It cut 21 times in a row. From the arena to the outside forest, it was a long ravine.

Lu Chen rushed forward again, his legs exploded, the soil shot all over, and the surrounding trees were picked up and fallen leaves by the strong wind.

both of his hands holding a knife, fighting intent boiling like his scorching blood, the power of the whole body is poured into the king-killer in his hands, and the muscles of the chest and arms are about to break through the black armor.

He took off at a weak oblique angle. It was a knife from the mountain. Black's murderous soldiers also appeared like Tyr Feng, but that was not the characteristic of slaying kings.

The leaves are flying and breaking into two halves, and the atmosphere is divided into two parts. The black and red streamers fall from the sky like a frenzy!

Martial God Blade Technique-God!

Gilgamesh retreated with one leg and bends his knees, holding Tyr front in both hands to greet him, sharp and sharp, power and strength collide.

It is said that Tyrfeng is a Demon Sword that must see blood when out of the sheath, will bring a lot of glory to the holder, and will also destroy the holder. It is named ""The Sword of Lord Killing '

All the masters of this sword will not end well. It seems to be an eternal curse.

After all, the black giant blade pressed down instantly, and the sound of the arm skeleton breaking. Bending to an angle that couldn’t bear to look straight, Tyrfeng’s Demon Sword first arrived at the god-given yellow golden armor, and it shattered under absolute strength.

Black’s giant blade followed closely, golden Before the fragments of armor fell apart, the boy and Gilgamesh had passed by.

The earth and blood rushed into the sky together, and the King of Legendary ended his life.

The dust settled, and Gilgamesh on the ground broke in half from under his chest. Even the first-generation species was difficult to rescue.

Lu Chen walked to Gilgamesh and leaned forward to pick it up. The next one, but didn't expect the other party to speak.

"நீர்عينजीراستحملஉயிர்نا... ψυχή (You are right, how boring it is to find you, I am finally going to... )"

Lu Chen was stunned. He couldn't understand, but he felt that the hero king seemed to be relieved.

Norma should be able to translate, but he I didn’t start the recording...I can’t remember the other party’s obscure pronunciation.

After Gilgamesh muttered to himself, he closed his eyes, and the vitality passed quickly.

Lu Chen took off the mask and found that the other party was different from what he had imagined. It was not a handsome young person in the anime, but a middle age person who looked a little old. He just pushed back from his face. The other party should indeed look handsome when he was young. , Worthy of the saying "the gods bestow beauty".

The fighting state was lifted, and the black scales on Lu Chen's body fell off, and the rest of his clothes almost couldn't cover the key places. Fortunately, he could have Feel free to change and fit the Seagod’s armor.

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In the YAMAL on the ice sea, when Chu Zihang thought there was no hope, Lu Mingfei exclaimed. The voice pointed in a direction, "Senior Brother look! "

Chu Zihang turned back, and Lu Mingfei was on the other side of the hull. He walked quickly and went down. He actually saw an arena reflected in the water, and it seemed that smoke and dust were still floating in it. blood mist.

He immediately thought of the arena in the painting, and they found Avalon!

Chu Zihang promptly gave the captain instructions if they exceed ten After two hours did not return, he controlled the YAMAL to return first.

After that, after ordering the crew to return to the cabin, Chu Zihang entered the password and voiceprint iris verification, and opened the largest container on the deck. Tlantis’s three-purpose aircraft.

Due to the limited space in the cockpit, the zero seated in the main pilot’s seat was responsible for the control. Fengel held Lu Mingfei in the co-pilot, and Eriyi and Xia were behind him. Mi, as for Chu Zihang, he did not go in.

Diving into Nibelungen may be risky. He is ready to stick outside the cabin and deal with various situations at any time, as long as the water depth does not exceed 1,500 meters. He was completely able to withstand it.

Other people's persuasion was fruitless, so they could only go down and have a look first according to Chu Zihang's instructions.

…………

Lu Chen waved King Killer to cut out a big hole in the ground, put the hero king in it and covered it with soil. It was also considered the last respect for Legendary's loneliness.

Just as he was about to return to the arena to see those before When there was Chu Zihang father among the heroic spirits who were knocked out by him, the rumbling sound of the sky became bigger and bigger.

Like some related power, it is violently cracking this place. Nibelungen.

He raised his head and looked towards the sky. At this moment, he looked up like a mirror cracking, making a clicking sound, and a deep black hole appeared.

Lu Chen also thought It was Odin or an unknown enemy who came, and he was about to enter the battle state again. When I mentioned killing the king.

I saw an aircraft rushing down with a bewildered look.