Turning into a nine-tailed sky fox, I seem to be very powerful

It was a soul-stirring movement, a peerless reverberation like a stormy sea.

In the melody of Guzheng, all the members opened their mouths to sing

"Show yourself to the world, let glory surround you, let your story become a legend..."

The unspeakable concerto bursts out, surpassing all things. With the melody, the sleeping power is gradually awakening, and countless vitality is constantly transforming, from the air to the flowers and plants, from the flowers and plants to the earth, to the ocean, all things...

The mighty and solemn performance kicked off.

It was an impossible miracle!

A unique movement!

"Unfinished movement!"

In the special seat, a certain musician from Vienna finally woke up from the shock and blurted out in disbelief.

And almost at the same time, the representative of the Holy Magic Empire stood up, staring at the star-like brilliance

"...Holy Grail?!"

A Holy Grail, that answered the boy's wish!

Comes from the source of all magic, the source pursued by countless mages, enough to summon all the dead kings in history, and just wave your hand to suppress a legend outside the territory!

But now, the legendary king who has been like a rarity in the long river of history for several times, suddenly appeared here, driving a miraculous movement, just for the performance?

Who is it?

That should be the original Chinese mythology, yes, but when did China have such a king again?Are there other emperors born besides the emperors of all dynasties in history?

But who is it?

Such a young king, how could he not have heard of it, he shouldn't...

Countless sights of astonishment or shock were intertwined, all of which were unbelievable like a dream.

That's right, isn't what they are looking at just a dream?

but why?

Why can that guy be favored?

Where did he get the chance from?

Qin Liangli's distracted expression on the phantom seat changed drastically, and he couldn't help muttering in a low voice

"It's impossible, I will never give up..."

"Everything is possible"

The girl's chuckle sounded, and she gracefully picked up the coffee and took a sip.

"There is a saying that goes well, a twisted melon is not sweet."

"How many things in this world can go smoothly?"

Immediately afterwards, her voice was swallowed by the mighty melody.

Such a magnificent melody turned into a torrential rain, swallowing everything.

On the battlefield, Qin Tian roared.

The purple sword slashed down, shaking the king's long sword, and with the roar of the waves from the guzheng, endless starlight continued to emerge from his body.

In the endless abyss, the giant swimming shadow gradually became clear, and behind the fluctuating golden light, what gradually opened and closed was a light that was brighter than the stars.

The deep dragon roar sounded

Thus, the world roared!

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Chapter 420 IX If It's a Long Night, I'm the Dawn!

Immortal power, Zixiao divine power, supernatural powers, god pupils, control of the earth, supernatural powers, shrinking the earth into inches, supernatural powers, heaven and earth in the palm...

The power from the source is constantly shining in the light of the stars.

Every moment, every second, there are countless terrifying talents appearing from the projection of that history. In this miraculous land, the brilliance that was buried in the long river of time and belonged to the divine machine revealed its light again, layer upon layer.

In the end, Qin Tian felt as if he had turned into a giant, trampling the whole world under his feet, as his whole body turned into a sea of ​​light and overlapped with the sky-shattering roar of dragons.

The sword slashed, repelled the prince's attack, set off a hurricane, countless red lotuses swayed in the golden ocean, from which, the burning prince jumped up, and slashed the long sword from the air to the enemy!

The war horses wailed, and the earth sank under this blow, and even the king fell to the earth.

Wang stretched out his hand and gently stroked the soft hair of the white horse to appease its inner panic and uneasiness. He raised his eyes to look at Qin Tian with admiration and exclamation in his eyes.

"Such magical power, what kind of belief is this?"

Qin Tian grinned and laughed

"—We ourselves are faith!"

"Is... itself a belief?"

Wang was stunned for a long time, then nodded slowly, and laughed from the bottom of his heart

"What an unexpected answer! Well said!"

On the contrary, this made Qin Tian, ​​an old man with hot blood and blindly yelling the second lines in the anime, feel embarrassed.

"Such an opponent, such a fight, is really nostalgic!"

Wang Xinran stood up again amidst the praises of the people, raised his head, and looked radiant.

"It would be great if we could get to know each other sooner..."

"However, although"

Qin Tian shrugged

"It's not too late to get to know each other now!"

The sea of ​​gold all over the sky turned into a robe, covering his body, embellished with purple embroidery, noble and mysterious.The prince raised his eyes, and Zixiao's thunder of destruction fell.

"Prince Qin Tian, ​​please enlighten me!"

"Hahahaha, my name is long gone, let me swear an oath with this sword, oath the king's victory!"

Wang laughed softly.

The horse roared, the iron hooves beat the ground, exhaled warm breath, and then the holy flame spread out, paying final respect to the enemy in this dark dream.

"Then, go on!"

"Come!"

The majestic melody rose again, and Qin Tian swept the sword in his hand, roaring and rushing forward.

Endless power blessed him, and he felt as if he had turned into a dragon.

Wherever it passed, frantic natural disasters fell on the ground, covering the broken earth with a layer of purple-gold gleam, and then countless lotus flowers bloomed, turning a piece of desolation into a beautiful sea of ​​flowers in an instant.

The prince roared, stepped on the growing lotus, galloped towards the sky, and cut down with the long sword!

The blade swept across.

Rolling thunder erupted from the sky.

The war horse roared, and the majestic wings of light spread, forcibly suppressing such a blow. Then, more magnificent power emerged from the king's body, and a crack appeared on the handsome and solemn face, reflecting the pair of blue eyes. , quiet and profound.

The king is burning.

Pure light condenses from the blade, and the sharp shimmer emerges from it, cutting down

Invincible.

Qin Tian felt his wrists go numb, and a crack opened on the purple sword under the blessing of such power, and on top of that crack, a tragic scratch extended.

He falls.

In the sky, war horses came chasing after him, and the sharp sword light cut down head-on.

In mid-air, Qin Tian seemed to give up resistance, let go of the long sword in his hand, and exhaled the hot breath in his chest. The next moment, purple fire burst out from his eyes.

Like a scorching sun.

Light and shadow broke free from the body, facing the impacting king, the roar of the dragon under the abyss shook the whole world and trembled.

From his hand, the golden celestial cable whizzed out and tied it to the horse's leg.

Immediately afterwards, the clenched fist roared, and the deep voices overlapped, turning into a perfect beat and blending into this movement.

The morality of boxing lies in the spirit, and the essence of the sword is seen in the mind. It is not a boxing or a sword. It is like a boxing like a sword. The boxing is hidden in the sword, and the boxing contains the sword energy.

Dressed in purple!

Relying on the blessings given by the Holy Grail, now Qin Tian has been able to release the top inheritance of these exercises after a little preparation.

Destruction!

The war horse neighed fiercely.

There was a gap in the wings that were burning with flames, and blood gushed out, and the king's blade was already shaken by the prince's slash, and the invisible blood splashed out and disappeared in mid-air.

The tiger's mouth burst.

The horse stabilized its body again and stayed in mid-air. Wang raised his hand in astonishment, stared at the scar on it, and soon showed a smile of admiration.

"Let's use this sword to repay your amazing martial arts!"

On the sky above the battlefield, he stared at the fallen boy, slowly raised the blade in his hand, and announced loudly.

"Under this sword, I swear the sage's oath. I swear to lead my people—to lead them away from strife and slaughter, from arrogance and greed. I swear that in order not to repeat this cold-blooded mistake of history, I will let The nobles of this kingdom abide by the spirit of chivalry—just and strict, upright and brave, kind and generous, I take this oath, and I will do my best to keep it!"

"I would like to entrust this body to this sword, and the oath will live forever in our legend!"

In the impassioned music, in the expectation of thousands of people, endless flames rose up, and in the strong wind, the dark clouds in the sky were torn apart, and the golden brilliance swayed from the sky, engraved in everyone's eyes.

The mighty ensemble broke out here, and all the chapters of the story were unfolded on that page, announcing to the world the king's bravery and majesty, and praising the sharpness and divine power contained in this sword!

"O Eternal Avalon, swear by this sword."

The unparalleled sharpness of the sword rises up, and the wishes and hopes of the people burst out at this moment. The pure and gentle brilliance becomes the only main theme of this sky.

Following Wang's solemn announcement, the beam of light that pierced the sky fell downwards.

"If the night is long, I am the dawn—"

The endless torrent of light poured out, straight forward, majestic and majestic, with an indomitable momentum, destroying everything along the way.

This magnanimity is the embodiment of responsibility and justice from the heart, and this strength is the out-and-out proof of the king!

Just to listen and to kneel in that solemn declaration.

Just by looking at it, one can understand the hope that that figure bears.

Endless night, from now on!

So, dawn came!

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Chapter 430 The Final Chapter of the Story

When the rising smoke and burning ashes gradually dissipated from the strong wind.

Qin Tian's thin figure gradually raised his head, and there was a broken sound coming from under the dark dragon robe, as if it was about to fall apart.

Countless highly poisonous purple air slowly dissipated from his spirit.

"Wuji gives birth to Taiji, Taiji gives birth to Liangyi...Yin and Yang transform..."

Qin Tian's withered lips opened and closed, a shattered purple curtain fell from his face, and as the corners of his mouth curled up, he revealed a sudden smile

"Is that so..."

From under his broken robe and from the terrible wound on his chest, after the purple aura gradually dissipated, new radiance rose again.