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

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Those streaks of stern red squirmed, dotted on the spreading darkness, and the power overflowing from Pandora's shattered soul burst out, finally breaking through the invisible barrier.

Relying on this piece of darkness that condenses into reality, they gather up the mist of pain that engulfs everything, and condense into a tangible form.Spreading out its wings, it spread like iron scales, reflecting the last glow of the scorching sun, roaring up to the sky, and tyrannically subduing all noises in this angry cry.

Just the appearance of a glimpse is enough to make countless abyssal kingdoms submit to the terrifying majesty, even if it is just a brewing disaster embryo, it is enough to make all the audience horrified.

That's a dragon!

——Dark Demon Dragon!

At this moment, not only the audience attracted by the Kingdom of God, but also the O5 members of the Secret Supernatural Containment and Control Foundation, the contestants of the Extraordinary Star Generation Contest, and even the corner of Xuanwu who came after the Wings of Redemption couldn't help it. Jumped wildly.

"Just the soul can form the qualitative change of the dragon, such a talent is too exaggerated, right?"

He scratched his face in distress. For the first time, he felt that Zhuoji's job was not easy to do. When he looked back at Luo Qingxian, the leader of the Immortal Alliance, he couldn't help sighing.

"Do you think that little witch can win?"

Luo Qingxian looked back at him, as if looking at a fool.

"of course?"

She came to the conclusion regrettably: "There is no doubt that you will lose."

Already from the divine beast Bai Ze who can directly observe countless branches of history, he has obtained a glimpse of the only inevitable result among a hundred thousand different branches, which is the ending that cannot be changed no matter how lucky and wise.

As if in admiration, the Lord of the Immortal Alliance sighed softly.

"She's dead."

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Chapter 680 IX The Prince and Cinderella

At that moment, with the roar of the carriage, the phantom of the demon dragon fluttered its wings, rolled up hurricanes and blood rain, and destroyed all the insignificant dust in front of the earth, cloud, sky, and so on.

Carrying this abyss love that has long been too heavy, it opened its mouth and confided its heart to the prince in front of him.

Roar loudly.

Terrifying magic fluctuations converged from the dragon's throat, pain and despair rubbed against each other and collided with each other, intensifying dazzling sparks.

Immediately afterwards, with the roar that shook the world, incandescent firelight emerged from the depths of the darkness, sweeping the mighty, rushing forward like a torrent, engulfing the last glow of the falling sun.

The dragon fire is blazing, blowing towards the face!

At that moment, the white horse leaped up.

It neighed, galloping almost soaring in the wind, its long mane fluttering like a banner.

Thunder shook.

Just like it says in the scriptures - the sky was opened, and there was a white horse, and the one who sat on the horse had a knife and a sword, and a crown was given to her.

Her eyes were like fire, and on her head were many crowns, and her name was written, and she was clothed in blood.

At that moment, fine vibrations came from the Sword of Virtue, and with the silent recitation of time, there was a roar of steel.

The destiny of the witch suddenly extended innumerable threads, submerged into the countless ancient inscriptions on the inside of the hilt, and those surging vitality transformed into pure radiance, attached to the blade.

Like a glimmer of hope at dawn.

"All wrong paths start from here—"

Following the solemn chanting of countless people in a trance, Shichen raised his arms, revealing the bright light that ignited from the blade in front of the destructive dragon fire.

Compared with the generosity and solemnity of the past, what emerges now is only a tiny thread.But it burned with great persistence, and even though the dragon flames swept through it, it still never went out.

There is no difference between greatness and smallness, there is no difference between greatness and loneliness.

Even if the reality of pain and despair cannot be changed, it is still enough to reflect the hope.

Just being here is enough to illuminate the long road ahead.

Here, the dawn is announced.

Shi Chen roared and cut off the blade.

"——The long night, it will end here!"

Compared with the earth-shattering torrent, Shi Chen only had a ray of residual light in his hands, but even with this ray of residual light, as the blade slashed, he let out a tearing dragon's roar.

The light that smashed through the darkness disappeared in a flash.

But the endless dragon fire is like a flood, and it is separated from the two sides under the slash of the sword.

The raging world is opened up under the majestic and mighty blade.

Divide the sea.

Time moves forward, the momentum is like a broken bamboo!

The demon dragon roared furiously, roaring towards Shi Chen.But the white horse raised its iron hooves and trampled on its face, crushing its pitch-black scales.

Regardless of the embers of the burning fire, the white horse smashed through the phantom of the magic dragon, and forcibly broke into the endless and deep darkness.Shi Chen raised his sword again, and launched a non-returning impact towards the carriage that was galloping ahead.

The crown of fairy tales emerged from the top of her head, and the light tore through the wriggling darkness, stinging the pupil reflected in the distant time and space.

Announcing the arrival of the prince.

The dark neigh collided with the last afterglow.

A piercing screeching sound broke out.

Countless rains of blood poured out to the surroundings, and as that ray of light advanced, advanced, advanced again, from the roar of every moment, it penetrated into the depths of darkness.

"I'm here to save you!"

On the burning white horse, the official witch screamed, exerting all her strength, breaking through the last barrier, and stabbing the blade towards Pandora in the darkness.

The lonely princess raised her eyes, bloody.

The next moment, the white horse and the chariot crossed.

In the dead silence, there is only the cry of disintegration.

Victory and defeat.

As the blood rained again, it fell on the ground like tears, and the speeding chariot stopped abruptly.

"What a pity, Shi Chen."

On the carriage, the princess in the dark looked back in disappointment: "You can't save anyone."

On the blade in her hand, there was a line of blood dripping.

In the silent street, the running white horse stumbled suddenly, took two steps forward with difficulty, and fell to the ground weakly, causing a cloud of dust.

The blood color spread out from its body.

Turning back with difficulty, it gently licked the broken face of the prince, with approval and pity.

Don't blame yourself, Your Royal Highness, at least you fought to the last moment.

Its figure gradually became illusory and disappeared silently.

Shi Shi fell into the dust, pools of blood spread from under her body, broken sounds resounded from the depths of her body, one after another, announcing the arrival of death.

She lost.

"That's it... is it over?"

Pandora stared at that figure quietly for a long, long time, until the last hope in her downcast eyes dissipated.

The soul on the verge of the limit made a cracking sound.

The endless darkness surging, finally opened the rift to somewhere.

Those vague calls sounded again, as if whispering in the ear.

so clear.

In the surging darkness, blurred phantoms slowly emerged from it, crawling on the ground respectfully, waiting for her return.

"Is my time... up?"

Pandora asked softly.

Then, a slender figure rose from the crack of nothingness, and the cold and tyrannical majesty was revealed from the distant abyss.

"Wait a moment……"

There were discordant voices, which sounded from the closing curtain of this warm stage, which was a big spoiler.

"it's not finished yet."

The distressed girl who was lying in the blood made a sound.

Facing Pandora, I stretched out my hand with difficulty, and told her: "I... am still alive..."

Pandora turned her head and saw her stiffly propped up her body, fell to the ground again, got up again, crawled like a dog, and moved forward.

Approaching her inch by inch.

"Not dead yet?"

She murmured softly, and immediately fell into confusion.

No, it's long overdue...dead?

There was no rhythm of his steps, nor the low sound of his heartbeat.

But as the pair of empty eyes lifted, the shattered body propped up his arms and climbed up from the ground again almost inconceivably.

She didn't have the slightest doubt about her own abilities, Shi Chen should have died as early as the moment they passed by.

But what exactly remains there?

Is it a stubborn obsession?Consciousness that never dissipated?Or a broken soul?

Whatever it was, it was downright unpleasant.

It sticks to the body like a dead skin candy, and after facing so many rejections and setbacks, it is still entangled...why are you so shameless?

"Wait a moment……"

Shi Chen murmured hollowly, "I'll be here soon..."

Why are you still alive?

I don't even know the time.

She forgot who she was, where she was, and even what she was doing.

She just tried very hard to step out, trying to get up from the ground, prop up her numb body, and stumble forward, just like she had done countless times in the past.

But she couldn't find where her goal was.

I don't even know if what I'm doing makes sense.

For some reason, in a trance, she seemed to hear a familiar voice.

"Have you considered asking me for help?"

She didn't have the sympathy and pity she expected, and she wasn't shaken by the pain on her body, but that quiet gaze made her feel extra reassured.

It's like having someone by your side.

Someone would stand beside him, staring at her embarrassed appearance, neither encouraging nor sympathetic, just waiting for her to move on.

Just looking at it like that seems to dispel all loneliness.

like sunshine

That gentle and familiar voice asked lightly, with a hint of expectation, looking forward to her answer

"It may be hopeless to attack Lingxianjiang, but before you decide whether to become a boy or return to a girl, I will help you"

"Who made me your idol?"