Candle Dragon to the left

The calm sea surface, the sea water is deep into pitch black.

The sparkling light flowed quietly, and then began to vibrate slightly, with blisters appearing on the surface.

Then came the wind, a violent gust of wind, like sharp knives cutting the sea surface into several sections along the direction of the gust of wind, terrible vibrations came, and the seabed trembled.A corner of the erected continent in the distance collapsed, and a huge monster fell straight down, falling into the depths of the ocean accompanied by blood and broken scales.

Blood sprayed, but the next moment was steaming mist.

The huge shadow broke through the sea, and the divine fire surged.The golden flames outlined the appearance of the huge monster, the red scales were closed, half of them were broken, and blood flowed from the gaps of those scales like a stream, dripping into the sea water.He held his head up, his gaze still majestic.

The golden eyes are more dazzling than the divine fire.

On a high place, the sword-bearer stood, his robes fluttered, kicking up scattered white snow.

The man's whole body was glowing, a faint fluorescent light enveloped him, his figure was erratic, as if he would disappear in the gust of wind in an instant, but Sen Han's sword intent was incomparably eye-catching. The sense of terror on the forehead accompanied the man's trial from beginning to end.

"Are you really a flood dragon?" The man said lightly, he lowered his head, glanced at the sword in his hand, the blood on the sword was slowly dripping, and there was a faint and strange fragrance.

"The fallen true dragon I killed is not as good as you at this level, but you haven't even completed ten types of transformation."

On the surface of the sea, the red shadow hovered, and half of the scales on his body fell off. At this moment, his hideous and majestic body like a thorn was like a fish on a display board, a fish whose scales had been cut by humans.He was bleeding non-stop, but his aura was rising steadily!The spiritual energy in this world contains his will, and the torrential rain is his claws and teeth!
Responding to Chunyang Fuyou's admiration was a bang.

A loud bang from above the clouds.

On the rain curtain, the four arms formed a dharma seal, the ancient power of the four elephants and stars gathered, and the complicated patterns covered the sky.

Chunyang Fuyou watched this scene calmly, a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

"The jade hand of good fortune, life and death..." He whispered the ballad of the Kyushu era, and clenched his sword tightly.

The creatures on the distant land looked up in astonishment, and they saw a huge blue shadow appearing in the direction of the ruins of the mainland, hidden in the mist, under the sea of ​​clouds, with thousands of hands on its back.

On Li Xi'an's head, a shattered crystal lotus flower was spinning and its petals were blooming.

He froze briefly.

He has never stimulated the lotus flower, it is the last thing Yuchai Shunde left in this world, he will not take this thing to fight with others.What's more, he hasn't reached the end of his life yet, and the bloodshed is just the beginning.But that shattered lotus flower didn't pay attention to Li Xi'an's thoughts. It just spun, bloomed, and danced silently, like a pure white and holy dancing girl, singing and dancing.

The water is flowing, and the mist like clouds is diffused.

Li Xi'an heard the sound of waterfalls, the sound of horses' hooves, and even soft singing.

Chunyang Fuyou narrowed his eyes slightly, and he saw a bridge standing over a hundred miles across the sea, just behind the dragon.Blue bricks and gray tiles, and mythical animals are carved on the stone railings.It lay down there, the three arched caves were like mountains and abysses, the mist sprayed thinly, and the dense mist surrounded it, and the place where it was in contact with the sea surface was overflowing with colorful rays of light.

On the bridge deck, something seems to be coming out.

Chunyang Fuyou stood up, swung his sword, and the sword danced like snow.

He wants to cut down the cross bridge.

The crisp collision sound resounded across the sea, and Taihang Baxing held the Xi sword to block the sword light.Compared with Taihang Baxing, Chunyang Fuyou's figure is not even as good as the bigger scales, but the sword in his hand makes Taihang Baxing gradually lower his arms, Li Xi'an bursts out, and his huge body carries tens of thousands of waves at this moment Water flow, torrential rain, chaos, reverse flight!The shadow of the dragon holding the sword descends like a sky!
Xi Jian vibrated, bursting out with an incomparably bright light!

Chunyang Fuyou was repulsed.

The palm of his sword was trembling slightly.

Without stopping, Chunyang Fuyou went up to meet him again, and Li Xi'an on the high place also raised his sword and slashed down. Two unequal figures directly killed the ruins of the mainland from the high altitude of the sea, and the aftermath of the escape shattered the plate land.The tsunami reached the coastal waters of Tianzhu in just a few minutes, and each wave was as high as [-] meters.

The golden light extended, isolating the tsunami from this land.

King Daming looked back and saw Sibu Zhuo who had reconstructed the iron tree.

She put her hands together, and a pair of wings made of light soothed, this power blessed the land, and the light flowed like rain, soothing the creatures on the land.

"This battle is destined to be engraved in history." Sibu Zhuo opened his eyes, seeing the translucence and flame of Liuli.

King Daming looked towards the sea, and in the ruins of the mainland, he nodded slightly, "Yes, before this, I never thought that there are such powerful creatures in this era."

He thought about it, as if thinking about how to describe it, but finally he shook his head.

"It's not like being in this day and age."

…………

In the depths of the ruins, everything they passed was leveled.

Both are aware that once the sudden cross bridge is built, it will have an irreversible impact on the situation.

Chunyang Fuyou wanted to cut off that bridge, and Li Xi'an wanted to protect that bridge.

But he was powerless after all.

In just a few minutes, Taihang Baxing had already abolished six arms. The Xi sword would not be damaged, but the sword holder would.

The two stalemate until now.

Chunyang Fuyou pinched the sword formula with his hands, and a burst of fierce and yang aura surrounded him and his sword body.Li Xi'an's body tensed subconsciously, he sensed the danger of that breath, as if the fear hidden deep in his soul.

"Pure Yang Sword." The man said softly.

The three-foot sword's edge flickered, and the seal characters manifested.

This is the real ancestor!

After returning from that land of chaos, the Chunyang sword restrained its light. If Chunyang Fuyou had just slashed with a scabbard during that time, now he is truly drawing his sword!
Chunyang Fuyou glanced at Li Xi'an indifferently, there was no fighting intent in his eyes, but compassion.

Swing sword.

"Boom!" A blood-red meteor streaked across the sky, tearing apart the sky.The space shattered as it passed by, and a shadow like an ancient demon god flashed in the black shattering.

Heavy footsteps sounded in the ruins.

The burly golden king stood up slowly, his arms still in the posture of throwing a spear.

The fog dissipated.

The water mist turns into ice crystals and falls, and Chunyang Fuyou is surrounded by ice crystals. The torrential rain turns into falling ice swords, and the rain of swords fills the sky, and there is nowhere to hide.

Under the iron tree, Sibuzhuo looked up, and she felt the breath of her own kind.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, the divine bird fluttered its wings, and the wind and snow fell between its feathers.

Seen from a distance, the world is divided into three parts, the sky is as blue as ice crystals, and the rain of swords is falling all over the sky, and the direction to the left is the bright red gold as bright as the morning sun, and the shadow of the dragon roams and roars.To the right is the sinking battlefield, where the giant shadow of the demon god stands.All the creatures who saw that picture couldn't help but tremble. This scene is like a picture scroll of the early days, the iron bird, the golden king, and the scarlet dragon. These existences stand on the ancient land and conquer the army.

If it is described, it must be named after God!

This is... God War!