Apocalyptic Forecast

"Are you in trouble?"

On the white horse, Luo Xian smiled.

With the sleeping paradise as the medium, with the call of Huai Shi, the princess who inherited the road to paradise is called.

"Uh……"

Huaishi was in a daze, feeling that she had hallucinations, and she couldn't believe the scene before her. It was even suspected that this was an illusion created by the theater.

But right in front of his eyes, on this chaotic and hideous arena.

When a huge shadow suddenly appeared, the dark green pterosaur spread its wings, and when the dragon fire fell from the sky, she raised her head and looked up at the rapidly enlarging shadow in front of her eyes.

Smiling, raised his slender arm.

Folded hands, clenched ten fingers, and folded them in a jerky way, practicing skills that have not been studied for a long time...When the inexhaustible source quality fluctuations and unsurprising muscle strength are gathered in one place , Violent air waves suddenly burst from between the clenched palms.

The thunder and the thunder, frantic eruption.

Torn everyone's eardrums.

The tyrannical force of the collapse of Tianzhu exploded with the advancing of both fists.

The white fist and the sharp dragon claw touched for a moment, and it caused such an astonishing horror roar. In the midst of the loud noise, the pounced dragon suddenly solidified in the air.

Terrifying heat burst from under the cracked scales.

The mighty destruction rushed in its shell, as if it had pushed the first domino, triggering a desperate chain reaction, just like a spike poured into the chest cavity, tearing the dragon's heart, and detonating its source quality.

The gentle death covered every body.

The huge and heavy body was turned into fly ash under the gust of wind and disappeared.

Huai Shi's chin was about to fall to the ground.哽噺繓赽奇奇 Novels|w~w~

It was as if the long-lost teaching class was re-staged in front of him. That is an advanced application for drummers that he has not been able to match up to now. He can only rely on the triple ‘Thunderbolt’ simulated by a clumsy imitation!

Flawless...

——The sky collapses!

"It looks like it's not the time to chat now."

Luo Xian turned her head and looked at the stunned Huai Shi: "Let's talk more about it later... By the way, can you explain the child's matter later?"

At that moment, Huai Shi was struck by lightning.

Feeling immersed in the ocean of death. But soon, the horror illusion disappeared.

On horseback, Luo Xian smiled playfully, "Just kidding, don't be afraid..."

"En, en, not afraid."

Huaishi nodded vigorously, feeling her legs swinging wildly, cold sweat as if it were raining

Immobile.

what happened? This kind of almost dead feeling...

Also, how many hours have passed since this special? Has the gossip spread to the present realm?

He swallowed and spit, and finally realized the consequences in his eyes caused by a moment of hiatus... He only felt that his eyes were dark: he must die, right?

Luo Xian only glanced at him a little bit, as if she had seen his progress and achievements in this period of time, and became a little troubled.

"Are you too lazy in the ivory tower? Haven't improved for a long time?"

No, no, I think my progress is normal, and it's already fast. Sister, not everyone can develop skills like you, even if you travel everywhere...

Huai Shi stopped talking, his eyes twitched, not knowing where to argue.

"I heard that you also accepted two students. Remember not to mislead the basics. It is troublesome to correct it. It is easier to clean up the portal..."

Luo Xian said indifferently, the white horse moved forward slowly and across the messy Colosseum, leaving a cloud of dust along the way.

All enemies, all the monster-like girls, literally bombarded them to scum...

Between the understatement of waved hands.

There is no parry, it is just a joke. It's not even the level of tricks, it's just an instinctive reaction...

The terrifying source quality fluctuations lodged in her body, transformed into a bright red long dress, which made people feel peaceful enough to sleep in a beautiful atmosphere, and even crystal shoes.

Even the phantom of the endless deep sea faintly appeared, and even the phantom of the magnificent palace hidden in the deep sea...Kiqi novels are first published on the whole network

Huai poem petrified in situ.

incredible.

"You are about to be Tier 4?"

"It's a lot worse."

Luo Xian rolled her hair casually, "Wang Lao Wang sent a lot of precious materials here, so the speed of advancement is not bad, but the cultivation of destiny is still not enough, it is estimated that it will take a long time..."

Huai Shi didn't speak again, feeling a deep pain in her face.

He originally thought that the speed of his advancement was exaggerated enough, but he did not expect that there was still a desperate example in front of him-in less than a year, Luo Xian had once again stepped into the paradise from the sublime. Lu Tier 3, even sprinting towards Tier 4 at an astonishing speed...

From the moment Luo Xian appeared, the painting style became completely different from what was originally expected.

It is not so much a gladiatorial fight as a one-sided slaughter.

When this monster-like skill was applied to killing, the original Spartacus script collapsed instantly under the horrific influence of the mechanical descent and turned into a joke.

Luo Xian, who no longer kept his hands and pity, began to go all out, once again showing a terrifying posture that was above the previous one.

But unlike usual, what was left was not a **** tragic state, and even under the guidance of the stigmata of Sleeping Beauty, everything was peacefully sleeping.

Ushering in the end of eternity——

At the highest point, Pan Delong looked at what was happening before him in amazement, and finally reacted from the sluggishness, and couldn't help being angry again:

"Huai Shi, do you want to hide behind a woman?"

"There is a saying, do you think I look like this, can I live without a soft meal?"

Huai Shi calmly hid behind Luo Xian, and entered her dog-legged role very into the play: "Not only do I want to hide behind a woman, I also want to cheer her on!"

"——Sister Xian, hit him!"

"Ok."

Luo Xian nodded and raised her hand.

He didn't accept the weapon that Huai Shi handed over, and he still had his bare hands.

He just took a deep breath, aimed at Pan Delong's mask for a full distance of two kilometers, slowly clenched his five fingers, and gently smashed it forward.

Snapped!

The sound of bursting blisters rang from the air.

Pan Delong's body was stiff in place, staggering back, and fierce gaps appeared on the mask on his face, blood spurted out, and immediately dissipated in the air.

When he appeared again, he seemed to have languished a lot, even after hiding in layers of defense, he would not show up again.

Once the performance of the Golden Palace begins and the actors enter the stage, they are equivalent to becoming characters in the story, and they cannot be immune from attacks and persecution from other characters.

Even if he can resurrect with the power of the troupe's stigmata, he will still feel pain and weakness.

But no matter what... it was two kilometers away to kill Pan Delong, who was definitely not stunned, with a single blow, which was too ridiculous.

It is as if the long distance has been omitted.

Luo Xian's power was conveyed to the enemy without hindrance, and calmly descended to inflict tyranny and destruction.

And every technique used and the operating mode of the texture are within the scope that Huai Shi knows, but once they are combined, it quickly exceeds the scope that Huai Shi can understand.

An almost miraculous blow, as if it had been integrated into the arena and became a part of it, it was far-reaching destruction.

"This is... what principle?" Huai Shi felt that her eyes were about to fall out.

Can't understand.

"A trick I figured out recently."

Luo Xian replied: "According to the way his father named him, it can be called "Wu Jian"."

"The inspiration came from the last time I confronted the King of Outer Dao. Because it was so painful to be beaten, I discovered that there is a limit to something like skill.

You see, if you can't get in touch with the enemy, no amount of advanced skills can be applied... Therefore, I thought about it for a long time before I thought of this method.

Use the medium to convey your own power.

If you want to talk about feeling, it should be taking advantage of the air to not pay attention... As long as the loss is reduced to a sufficient degree, then the distance will no longer be a problem. "

Speaking of this, Luo Xian sighed with a headache: "In theory, it is achievable, but such a mess, you may not be able to learn it well, right?"

Be more confident, and the word ‘ba’ can be removed.

Huai Shi shook his head and smiled bitterly: "In this world, no one except you, sister Xian, can reproduce this kind of thing, right?"

"Huh?" Luo Xian looked back, "Is this complimenting me?"

"Yes."

Huai Shi said seriously: "Too great, I am no opponent at all."

"I'm so happy, praised by someone I like."

Luo Xian laughed happily and did not hide her feelings.

Obviously, she always looks like a mature big sister, but when she is happy she feels like a child. It seems that as long as she praises her for her beautiful clothes, she can be happy all morning.

"I really want to talk to you for a while."

She sighed regretfully, "But you should be in a hurry, right?"

In silence, Huai Shi nodded.

"Then simply and neatly, overturn this crappy stage."

Above the white horse, Luo Xian held the reins~www.wuxiaspot.com~ looked up at the arena immersed in the turmoil, and whispered: "It's time for the messy farce to end, because there is a truly beautiful story that has just begun. ——"

"The time for parting is here!"

She raised her voice and announced in all directions: "The prom is about to end, there should be a bell!"

Thus, in the sudden midnight, a mighty bell rang in the distance.

The bright and beautiful pumpkin carriage emerged from the gallop of the white horse, and the kind and gentle figure emerged from the carriage. The projection of the godmother descended here, reaching out to Luo Xian.

The time to return has come, Your Royal Highness.

The miracle is about to end.

Luo Xian leaped lightly from the horse, stretched out her hand, and took the hand from fate.

"Can you close your eyes, Huai Shi."

A clear word rang from Huai Shi’s ear, “Although there is nothing to cover up, but I don’t want you to see my ugliest appearance...”

Huai Shi was stunned for a moment, then bowed his head and closed his eyes.

So Luo Xian smiled.

Turned around and walked into the pumpkin carriage.

At that moment, the white horse neighed, and people stood up, and a violent breath rose into the sky from the pumpkin carriage-midnight arrived, and the magic of miracles had lost its effect.

Everything will be beaten back to its original appearance.

In the deepest darkness, the ferocious dragon raised his eyes, cast an indifferent glance towards the world, opened his mouth, and roared.

If there is a substantial outline, it emerges from the pumpkin carriage.

The miracle flipped, and the resulting calamity appeared in front of the troupe without any concealment. It was an ugly and violent phantom, and it was the ultimate violent monster in the world.

At this moment, the magic dragon raised his eyes and opened his mouth, spitting out a burst of bright light toward the golden dream in front of him.

The time of destruction!