The Heavens Begin with Zhuxian

Chapter 242 This False Dragon Is Really Wild

The sky is bright, but the sky and the earth have turned pale. There seems to be some terrifying existence in the depths of the thick white clouds. Endless pressure falls from the sky, and the endless Minshan Mountains seem to bow their heads under its oppression.

Perhaps because the aura was too domineering, the night at the northern foot of Minshan Mountain seemed to be provoked by something, and the night spread southward in an instant, until it spread to the top of the big black umbrella.

The pale world suddenly darkened, and a chill that pierced to the depths of the soul tore out a small hole in the Haotian divine brilliance that enveloped the world.

Headmaster Xiling looked at the night, but the hand holding the scepter turned white, because in the past Eternal Night, Haotian would fight Pluto every time, but after the battle, Eternal Night would often come.

Even though he is extremely loyal to Haotian, he also knows that the gate of the kingdom of God is about to emerge, but seeing the sudden spread of the night, he has no belief in victory in his heart about what will happen to the world in the future.

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On the Hanging Mountain, the head of the lecture hall looked at the northern sky from a distance, and there was a trace of fear in his deep and cloudy eyes, but he did not have any subjective inclination towards the confrontation between black and white. It seemed that no matter who wins, he will be extremely painful.

On an unnamed island somewhere in the South China Sea, an old man in a tattered Taoist robe was fishing with a bamboo pole. He was also looking at the sky in the north.

For this battle between Haotian and the daughter of Pluto, he was very calm and did not show any emotions, just like a top musician listening to the music played by another top musician, and he would never be overwhelmed by the opponent. Any emotional fluctuations caused by the music played will only be an extremely objective analysis of the techniques used by the other party and the degree of mastery of the rhythm.

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Many people looked at the white sky, but only persisted for a moment, their eyes seemed to be pierced by thousands of silver needles, and the sting and blood flowed out.

But even so, some people endured the sting and looked at it, because they knew that the gate of the kingdom of God had appeared.

A thunder suddenly resounded from the sky!

The sky thunder instantly tore up the sky and fell to the wilderness. The desolate Gobi sand in the southwest of Minshan swelled, and a sandstorm with a radius of tens of thousands of feet suddenly broke out. The soil flew down again.

The 10 people at the foot of Minshan Mountain were stung by the thunder, and then they were forced to kneel on the ground by the coercion of the thunder.

Ning Que listened to the thunder, looked at the thunder, and remembered that a year ago in Mount Wa, the twelve senior brothers used their swords to lead the thunder, and the thunder was so powerful.

But at the next moment, he seemed to have thought of something, and walked in front of Sangsang without hesitation.

Because in that strange dream, he had clearly remembered that after the sound of thunder, the door deep in the white clouds would open, and the golden dragon would also appear.

But at this moment, the sky covered by the white clouds became dim, as if something appeared and covered the divine splendor above the sky.

A dragon claw the size of mountains and rivers tore the white cloud out, and then, a huge dragon head poked out from the cloud.

The golden dragon head is above the nine heavens, thousands of miles away from the ground, but all its details clearly appear in front of people's eyes.

Just like the dragon horns of two volcanoes are sprinkling countless light and heat on the earth, the scales like countless huge mirrors are clearly visible, and even the remaining messy lines on the scales can be seen.

At the moment of its appearance, the divine brilliance of Haotian above the sky was once again intense, and it became countless times more dazzling than before.

The diffuse night seemed to have encountered a terrifying existence, and then, a place of whiteness appeared in the depths of the night.

Suddenly, the huge dragon's head exhaled a mouthful of dragon's breath toward the ground, and countless crystal particles flew from its mouth to the ground, among which was the purest Haotian divine brilliance, and the divine brilliance contained the breath of Haotian.

Countless Xiling Allied Forces who believed in Haotian would not give up this opportunity to get close to Haotian. They raised their hands devoutly and wanted to take those small pieces, but after the small pieces fell into the palms of their hands, their bodies seemed to be air-dried. I do not know how many years of weeds touch sparks, instantly burning.

A gust of air flow fell from the sky, and then turned into a gust of wind. The wind rolled up the debris and floated towards the desolate army of less than [-].

Countless desolate people ignited the flames, and they howled and rolled on the ground trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies, but the flames became more intense instead.

After a short breath, the desolate people except those elders who knew the fate were all dead, and the crystals continued to float, and this time they floated towards the night above Sangsang's head.

It was the night that brought fear to countless people, including Headmaster Xiling. Under the scorching crystals, it didn't even survive a breath, and it turned into a piece of black cloth that was cut by countless blades. .

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The dragon's breath is the breath of the dragon. Since there is an exhalation, there is also an inhalation.

As the huge mouth of the golden dragon opened, the entire wasteland began to shake, countless breaths of heaven and earth turned into pure turbulent streams and flowed upwards, and the bodies of those burned barren people turned into colorful crystals and flowed upwards.

The dragon's eyes seemed to be full of pleasure and greed because of the vitality of the human world. Its body protruded a little more from the white clouds, the white turbulence became more rapid, and the ground became pale.

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Ning Que felt the awe-inspiring energy in his body flowing out uncontrollably. Before he could use his will to resist the suction, there was a sharp pain in the right hand that was pulling Sangsang, like a bone in his hand. Shocked to pieces by some force.

Sangsang, holding a big black umbrella, took a few steps forward, her body was instantly wrapped in countless white turbulence, and then flew to the sky with the turbulence.

In fact, when the golden dragon really appeared, Ning Que believed in the reality of the dream, so he kept holding Sangsang's hand tightly. Flew to the sky.

The more dangerous the moment was, he would never hesitate, without thinking too much, or even thinking about it, he jumped up and hugged Sangsang's waist.

With just a casual exhale, the golden dragon tore apart the night that even the headmaster of Xiling was afraid of, and how could he stop it with the inhale after exhaling.

Sangsang felt the power coming from her waist, and her dull eyes lit up with a light. She turned to look at Xiang Ning Que, shaking her head desperately to make him let go.

Ning Que always thought that Sangsang was his own life, and he always cherished his life, so how could he let his life be swallowed up by others?

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As Sang Sang ascended into the sky, the rich radiance of Haotian enveloped them, and Ning Que clearly felt that his strength was being lost, and his bones and meridians were splitting. It seemed that his body was on fire, just like those contaminated Like a barren man on the dragon's breath.

"This fake dragon is really rampant!"

(End of this chapter)