Apocalyptic Forecast

Text Chapter 957 Name?

A face-to-face, an elite who once had the Eye of Nightmare, a betrayer who traversed **** and the abyss was beheaded.

Without the ability to resist, ushered in the most complete death!

It is not that the skills are not deep enough, nor that the power is not strong enough, but that it is essentially reduced to fish!

He found the wrong opponent...

In Yuanyuan's hands, the high-pitched sound of metal friction continued to be heard.

Iron crystal proliferation!

The originally wide and heavy relic of the stigmata began to grow again at this moment.

When Shanjun's stigmata once again followed the mystery and combined with the power of Chenghuang, it ushered in another outbreak-the hungry tiger who got out of the cage greedily ate the enemy's blood and bone, transforming it into its own quality.

Not only did the original grip become more slender, but even the sword body began to grow as the iron crystal extended, and the length that had reached three feet six inches was rapidly doubling.

It's like a spear...

That is no longer the category of the ordinary epee, but the more exaggerated, the more and more tracing back and closer to the more ancient past, the final hideous posture formed.

On the blood-stained ridge of the sword, an inscription imprinted like a solemn seal appeared, bringing blessings from the Eastern Xia lineage.

——【Shang Fang】!

It used to guard the real dragon and extinguish the majesty symbol of rebellion-a miracle born from the brewing of the dragon veins of Eastern Xia. In order to maintain the purity of the dragon veins, it is a force created specifically for the betrayers.

It is not an exaggeration to call it dragon blood crystals!

If it is used on the battlefield, it is a sword for conquering unruly and undeserved soldiers. If it is used internally, it is to cleanse evildoers and wipe out the treacherous soldiers!

Not only affects the scope of Eastern Xia, but even covers the entire territory-all solidified people who have deviated from humanity and cast into the abyss will usher in a complete liquidation in front of it.

Unless there are relics of the same rank to contend, all defenses will be completely defeated by the seal from the dragon vein!

"Now, it's your turn..."

Accompanied by Yuan Yuan's words, among the flying blood, the swordsman slashed and roared, and the knight array in front smashed and defeated with the master.

Like a broken bamboo, move forward!

The war has just begun!

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"It doesn't matter if it's three or seven twenty-one, just go up and go... it really has the style of the original family."

On the rock at the foot of the mountain, the hut in the forest looked at the distant scene, shaking his head and sighing: "You talk about how your brother is all day long, but you are braver than your brother... How embarrassed to say others?"

Seeing that others are already on the stage, he is not eager to participate.

I can’t wait to be responsible for applauding and calling the whole process, holding a light stick in hand, and cheering for the brave performance of junior sister.

You can touch it, feel it thoroughly.

It's a pity that circumstances don't allow it...

As if perceiving the gaze from the top of the mountain, someone who was planning to be on the edge of the observatory sighed: "I am doing it, I am doing it, it is almost done."

There was a pause in hand, and the dead branches and vines that were randomly dug out from under the ice and snow finally formed a humanoid silhouette half human.

It's like a scarecrow.

Then, holding the swordsman's saber, he randomly cut the wooden block in his hand and scattered it in the snow on the ground, and a vivid accident scene emerged from this simple sand table.

In this way, as if you're done.

He yawned, stuck his saber on the ground, and then stretched out his hand toward the battlefield, scratching it in the wind at random, and a jet of black color entangled between his five fingers.

Convulsed like a worm.

In the end, he quickly climbed into the face of the "scarecrow", which made the facial features that were originally painted faintly and agilely.

Just like that, smiling, looking at each other.

The hut in the forest suddenly asked:

"Name?"

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"My name is Stasolis!"

In the carriage, beside the head priest's tattoo, a person suddenly made a sound.

When other people looked at this guy who suddenly introduced himself in confusion, they found that he was also at a loss, not understanding why other people looked at him.

It seemed that I didn't realize that I was talking just now.

Then, his head split.

From the top to the neck, it was evenly chopped in half by an invisible sharp blade, and blood spurted.

Under the malice of overcoming the spell, everything from the soul to the body shattered.

Only a low voice like an illusion sounded, echoing in everyone's ears, and asked curiously: "Name?"

"Alan Menard."

Bang!

The second head flew above the neck out of thin air, and then was ravaged by invisible power in midair, turning into fist-sized pieces of flesh, and shattered on the ground.

Soon, the third voice sounded.

"What's your name?"

"Marko Rapp."

Then, the person whose name was dug out from the soul was cut from the center of the waist!

Invisible malice continued to fall from the sky, and under the blessing of the Sword Saint Sabre, the small wounds originally brought by the triumphant technique were expanded into terrifying hunts that the armor could not resist.

The exclusive traditional performances of the classical music classroom have begun again!

One, one, another.

Until Yeats's book closed unhappily.

Snapped!

The malicious bridge was cut off by an invisible force, and then a hundredfold backlash flowed upstream, causing the ‘scarecrow’ in front of the hut in the forest to burst in an instant.

The raging fire ignited from the shattered dead branches, and the black smoke of soul burning came out.

Driven by hatred, those broken souls crawled out of the burning dead branches and launched a counterattack towards the hut in the woods, and then they were stuffed back blankly by him.

Then skillfully pasted a piece of talisman paper and sealed it up, so the scarecrow burned into a mass of ashes.

If the car overturns more, it will naturally have experience.

only……

There is a dark outline on the train slowly, looking towards here with cold eyes.

——Por Xun chief priest·Tattoo!

"Tsk, is hatred too much?"

The hut in the forest sighed, "I didn't think about being an mvp."

But the blood-colored figure suddenly erratic in the air, flashing, it has crossed thousands of meters, and then flashed again...The gap between each other began to shorten rapidly.

Coming galloping!

The hut in the forest jumped at the corner of his eyes, turned his head subconsciously, and shouted to the mountain: "Teacher, can I hand in the paper in advance!"

Among the mountains, the figure holding the coffee cup and leaning against the fire looked down at him.

It seems to be smiling.

Let him foresee a tragic future of super doubling and doubling.

"Suddenly there is a big question, you must give me extra points..."

The hut in the forest sighed in distress, touched his pocket, and found out a yellow paper bag folded into a triangle from among a lot of sundries such as mobile phone, mp3, earphone cable, power bank, mobile wifi, wallet keychain, etc. Clamp it at your fingertips.

His lips closed and he whispered silently.

In a blink of an eye, countless people's murmurs, noisy voices, curses, roars, roars from thousands of people seemed to be heard from the tattooed ears.

In the end, the erratic sound turned into a roar, overlapping in one place, shaking in the soul endlessly.

"...Three sets of seven stars, holding swords and slashing spirits, restraining stars and binding hands, Northern Emperor collecting souls, evil spirits and sprites, I swear not to hear... Those who hear my curse will have their heads cracked and broken like dust.

Bang!

The paper bag in the hand of the hut in the forest burst suddenly, and a flame was lit up, accompanied by the final chanting: "Hurry as a law--"

At the moment when the paper bag broke, the tattoos flashing from midair moved in unison. After countless black cracks on his face, a fiery flame burst out, and his head quickly expanded.

A low, dull sound burst out like a balloon bursting.

The hideous head had exploded like fireworks, but there was no blood and bones revealed. Instead, thick darkness gushed out from it.

He crawled out of his neck in the squirming darkness, and uttered a high-pitched neigh and growl.

"It's not dead?"

The hut in the forest didn't care about its distress, so it heard abnormal sounds around it.

In the withered woods, the land was surging like liquid, and countless corpse dogs crawled out of it and rushed towards him. Soon, they were torn apart in the air, and the fracture was smooth as a mirror. Only the blood dyed the white snow into scarlet, just like bloom The same as the peony.

Beside him, the blade pierced into the mud buzzed.

In midair, the tattooed face quickly dived down.

In the original head, countless pupils opened in the creeping darkness, radiating evil light toward him. The curse fell like a torrential rain, and the entire forest instantly turned to death~www.wuxiaspot.com~Welfare] Pay attention to the public.. [Book Friends Base Camp], read books every day and draw cash/points!

Dry trees are cracking, countless worms crawling out of them, the snow on the ground seeps countless dark colors, and thorns and vines show the texture of **** flesh.

In the curse, the forest hut blinked intact.

Nothing happened.

Behind him, Shengqing’s phantom stretched out her snake body comfortably, as if Huai Shi went to hell, feeling a burst of oily comfort~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But she was witnessing that the opponent was only simulating a few evil spirits. After the eyes have turned this area into the power of hell, they can feel the huge gap between them.

This is the accumulation of evil thoughts and curses.

No matter how skilled a curse teacher fights with the sacrifice of Bo Xun, it is inevitable that he will be at a loss, let alone encounter a master priest who can be regarded as a **** token!

He was completely restrained...

How do you fight this fucking?

The tattoo face had already raised his palm to the hut in the forest not far away, and his fingers quickly cracked, deformed, and turned into tentacles burning with black flames, covering the sky and the earth!

You can clearly see the suckers and savage mouthparts with the tips of the tentacles wiggling.

The scalp of the hut in the forest was numb.

After considering for a moment between the French military salute and the strategic shift, he came up with the safest solution, backhanding out the long knife that was stuck in the ground next to him.

Cut to the front!

But that crappy posture, even the darkness in the belly of the tattooed face couldn't help laughing out loud--this is the student of the King of Danbo? Is this the posture of burning the fire stick?

You seem to be making me laugh!

But immediately, he couldn't laugh.

Because there was a pale iron light emerging from the air, crisscrossing and passing away in a flash, countless burning tentacles cut off at the waist, and the violent pain spread.

And among the black flames and blizzards that dissipated, the hut in the forest raised its face.

The pupils of the originally smart and translucent eyes quickly became muddy and dimmed.

All over the white pan.

In an instant, the self-lazy young man turned into a dying old man, but with unparalleled determination burst out from that eye, watching everything in the world.

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