Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

Chapter 410 395. Xia Mi: Old woman, stay away from my man

"Who the hell wants to see you again, old woman! Stay away from my man!" The girl's sharp voice came down from above, everywhere, as majestic as the White King and even more angry!

Lu Mingfei suddenly woke up, he couldn't break free from the White King's hands, so he could only breathe heavily in the arms of the girl wearing a dark white armor.

The slender white hand had been pulled away from his chest, and Lu Mingfei's heart and one-third of his spine were destroyed. Even a god would die if he suffered such damage.

But this place is not reality. The Yamata no Orochi Izanagi recited the ancient words and used the power of the White King to bring the empty dream to Lu Mingfei.

According to the similar characteristics of the Word Spirit. Dream Tapir, if Lu Mingfei is killed here, then Lu Mingfei in reality should also die, but a certain extremely high, extremely strong, and extremely angry spirit recklessly tore open the domain of the Holy Word with an unscrupulous attitude, and projected the power except Yamata no Orochi and Lu Mingfei here.

The moment a gap was torn in the domain of the Word Spirit, Lu Mingfei's body became scaly again, and the shield-shaped scales tore through the skin and swayed in the wind like a scallop floating in the tide. After a moment, all the scales were fiercely pressed down and a huge amount of blood stains burst out.

The golden pupils were re-lit in Lu Mingfei's eyes like a burning giant candle, and his heart returned to its original state after a few seconds, roaring like a war drum.

The White King looked down at him coldly, and the overwhelming murderous intent suppressed Lu Mingfei like a mountain.

Although it was just a weak and slender palm pressing on his chest, Lu Mingfei did not have the courage to act rashly.

That was the Supreme Being who could crush Tenmokumo with just his palm. Even if his heart could recover in this spiritual realm, it would only take a moment for it to be destroyed.

At this time, a thin silver-white line appeared at the end of the intersection of the sky and the sea. From a distance, it looked like the scarlet sea surface was coated with a thin layer of silver, but it was actually a tide that reached the sky, with rolling white waves on the tide head.

Along with this sky-reaching frenzy came dense music like hundreds of thousands of wind chimes ringing at the same time.

Lu Mingfei knew that it was definitely not the sound of wind chimes, but just similar. Tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of tiny flakes hit each other and were transmitted to the infinitely distant horizon with the wind.

The tide crest approached at an incredible speed. The Yamata no Orochi, with eight long necks like copper pillars reaching the sky, and the White King, who was kneeling on the head of the Yamata no Orochi, first overlooked the tide head, and then gradually raised his sight. From the end of his sight to the end of his sight, the entire blood-red sea was bent in the eyes of the White King, as if the sea of ​​the sky had been cast into a giant wall and was pushing forward. In front of such power, even the Yamata no Orochi that covered the sky and the sun seemed insignificant.

Then the setting sun descended from all directions at the same time, and the sunset light illuminated the gray-black clouds as bright as if they were burning.

From afar, the insurmountable water wall that looked like a mountain collided with the pale scales of the Yamata no Orochi, and the sound of the huge wall shattering was like thunder.

The cruise ship Atlantic Sun God, which was also brought into this dream, was as small and helpless as a lone boat in such a catastrophe. It was lifted high on the top of the white waves, like a small boat folded out of tinfoil.

After the huge waves flooded the Sun God, they were smashed into snow-white powder on the bridge of the ship, and the pouring white water was like a torrential rain from the sky washing the deck of the Sun God.

The eight long necks of the Yamata no Orochi curled up, as if to hold up a huge umbrella for the White King. Bai Wang's breathing was still even and her heartbeat was steady. Lu Mingfei could even see that her iceberg-like golden eyes did not show any ripples.

Then, a grim majesty descended from the sky. A copper pillar that was several times or even ten times larger than the Yamata no Orochi broke through the surging sea water and penetrated into the gray-black clouds, so high that it seemed to be connected to the sky!

The eight dragon heads of the Yamata no Orochi retracted vigilantly, with a ferocious look in their eyes.

The Atlantic Sun God, which was wrapped in the huge dragon body, was making a creaking metal scraping sound. All this meant that the snake was in a state of extreme alert and was about to launch an attack.

The copper pillar twisted, and the darkness pressed down recklessly, driving away the surrounding rosy clouds.

"It's you." Bai Wang said softly.

She stood up and held Lu Mingfei's neck, like holding a kitten or a puppy.

The first thing that caught Lu Mingfei's eyes was the sea rain and wind that was so shocking that was rare in the world.

The debris in the Apollo cruise ship was swept out by the tide, floating around the giant ship like a small matchbox. The raging tide also brought these debris to the metal shell of the Atlantic Apollo, or to the white scales of the Yamata no Orochi that could not be shaken by the mercury core alchemical armor-piercing bomb, all of which were smashed to pieces, and a deafening roar was heard at the same time.

The spiritual realm infinitely magnified the majesty of nature. In the real world, it was difficult for both humans and dragons to resist the punishment indifferently imposed by this world.

Lu Mingfei struggled to stand up beside the White King, but a slender white hand kept pressing on his back.

Even in the spiritual world, Lu Mingfei realized that the White King's strength and speed far exceeded the scope of the first generation. Perhaps only the Supreme Norton in perfect state could be compared with her.

The Norton that Lu Mingfei and Ange teamed up to fight against in Chicago was not his most perfect state. The real Supreme was far more powerful than that. He didn't even have time to master his Nibelungen, nor did he hatch a huge dragon body before he hurried into the battle.

Even if Lu Mingfei had not inadvertently obtained the mask that could briefly give the hybrid god power from one of Odin's puppets, it was still unknown whether they would be able to defeat Norton in the end.

That girl who looked harmless. It can crush the clouds on his back in an instant, destroy his ribs that are comparable to keel bones, and tear Bloomberg's beating heart into pieces again.

King Bai raised her face, which was charming and solemn but as hard as a marble sculpture. Her pupils reflected the copper pillar that reached the sky. At the top of the copper pillar, the real emperor's daughter was free to take care of herself.

"I said, stay away from him!" The surging murderous intent and undisguised anger descended along with the loud rumbling sound.

The sea water boiled, and a blazing red light suddenly lit up under the surging water, and the intense light covered the entire ocean.

Then the sea burst into flames, and the scales of Yamata no Orochi were illuminated by the fire and were as delicate, sharp, and hard as white ancient silver.

It was not that the sea was burning, but that volcanoes on the seabed collectively erupted, and the hot magma was carried out of the ocean thousands of meters deep and flowed on the scarlet water.

This sea area was like a giant whose skin had been peeled off, and golden blood was flowing out. The sea water was boiling and filled with steam, and Lu Mingfei's ears were filled with thunderous sounds.

In just a few seconds, the ocean turned into a burning abyss. The Yamata no Orochi and the metal-forged Atlantic Helios still floating in the sea seemed to be hanging above the abyss, illuminated by flames. of midges.

The copper pillar twisted down, and it turned out to be the long neck of another dragon snake. The top of the long neck was Cui Wei's dragon head.

The bright red dress covered the top of the dragon's head. The slender, tall and beautiful girl stood angrily and looked down at the White King from dozens of meters higher in the air.

It's Xia Mi.

Or, the King of Earth and Mountains, Jormungandr!

Her weapon is a scythe wrapped with black lightning. The shape of the scythe is so huge that one wonders if it is used by the God of Death to harvest human lives.

Or maybe she originally harvested the lives of the gods.

"The last time I saw you, you were only this little tall." King Bai was not disturbed by Jörmungandr's anger. She stretched out her right palm and placed it on her waist to indicate Xia Mi's height at that time. ,

"I was put on your brother's shoulders and brought to my grave to pay homage... I didn't expect it to be so old now."

The giant snake hissed angrily, its red-gold eyes looking down at the White King from the sky.

In the history of the Dragon Clan, the White King has always been a negative presence. The Black King Nidhogg is the embodiment of supreme virtue and power, while the White King, who served as a priest at that time, is synonymous with insidiousness, despicableness and cunning.

Xia Mi did not remember that he and Fenrir had ever met the White King. In fact, in their time, the White Emperor and the rebellion that almost shook the roots of the dragon clan had already become history recorded at the bottom of the copper pillar.

Even in the eyes of the four great monarchs, the so-called Age of Gods is a long and difficult history.

She also didn't remember that she had ever gone to the White King's tomb to pay homage. Their father ate her flesh when he killed the white dragon, and crushed her bones into pieces, leaving no trace of her existence. How could the White King's tomb be left in this world when they were all completely wiped out?

Xia Mi clenched the strangely shaped giant scythe in her hand, and the surging power was breaking through the shackles she had set for herself.

"It's a pity that your brother is not as smart as you, otherwise he should have been the one to complete our cause." King Bai's tone was calm as if he was stating a fact.

"What business?" Xia Mi asked.

She saw the wink Lu Mingfei gave her in the shadows.

Bai Wang was stunned for a moment, and there was an obvious doubt in her eyes.

This is the first time that such strong emotional fluctuations have appeared in this supreme being who has been dead for many years.

"What did he do to you?" King Bai asked.

"I don't know what you are talking about." Xia Mi said.

Lu Mingfei was slowly mobilizing all the bones in his body to move. This was a technique that Yuan Zhisheng taught him when the dragon opened its keel state.

Super hybrids like them can make the bones throughout their bodies denser when necessary, but correspondingly their bodies will shrink a bit in a short period of time.

It's like he changed from his adult appearance to his teenage appearance.

But in this state, their defense power will increase exponentially, and the tightly interlocked bones in their bodies will be comparable to the metal used to forge armor.

Lu Mingfei only needed to let his ribs bite completely to form an insurmountable iron wall, and then he could get a moment's chance to break free before King Bai crushed his heart.

"It's a pity that the world has become like this..." Bai Wang sighed lowly. She suddenly tilted her head to look at Lu Mingfei, then looked at Xia Mi again, and rested her head on Lu Mingfei's shoulder. on, whispering at a volume that was almost a whisper, "I can hear the sound of your bones rattling around in your body from a mountain away."

Lu Mingfei stared at her blankly. Bai Wang's facial features were very similar to those of Eri Yi, and his expression was equally confused, but what brought him was not some kind of protective desire, but a huge shock.

This woman...

A whistling sound fell from the sky, and the blade of the sickle cut through the black light that was hundreds of meters long. Behind the black light was a flash of blue that suddenly appeared in the gray clouds of the glow, as if the barrier between dream and reality was cut open, allowing the two to Spaces will be connected to each other.

Xia Mi's long skirt was on fire, revealing the pale yellow light armor underneath. The red wind cloak behind her was flying like blood, and the flames spread to it, so the fierce light rose!

At the same time, the earthly giant python pressed down hard on the Yamata no Orochi entrenched in the sea of ​​fire!

"You old woman, who the hell let you get so close to him?" She was so angry that her facial features became distorted.

Green veins grew on Xia Mi's slender wrists and ankles, and the heart belonging to the king was sending endless power to the body of this human girl.

In comparison, Lu Mingfei was just a second-rate guy who barely entered the realm of the king, but in the final analysis, he did not have the heart of a real king.

The strong ionization effect followed the sickle, so dense forests of lightning followed and fell in the space where the blade passed.

Xia Mi's eyes burst, and her long hair was blown up by the strong wind.

The sickle was torn from left to right in her hand, and the knife light completely enveloped the slender body of the White King.

The next second, Xia Mi slowly stopped.

Her iron-like wings spread out behind her, flapping silently.

She looked down and saw...

The sickle was chopped into pieces.

The White King stretched out his right hand, and the back half of the sickle blade was pinched in her hand. It was really pinched in her hand, the metal had been completely deformed, and a large part of it became scattered like a crumpled tissue.

She slowly exerted force, and cracks covered the surface of the sickle, and then the weapon of the god of death collapsed into black metal fragments that fell one after another.

Lu Mingfei's pupils shrank slightly.

Unmatched and unfathomable.

Is this the supreme who launched a rebellion in the Age of Gods and could challenge the Black King? Even with just a human body, he showed such incredible power.

Ame no Murasaki was crushed, and Jörmungandr's weapon was also crushed, strolling leisurely in the garden, as if he had done something insignificant.

"You are too weak to hatch a dragon body." Bai Wang raised his hand, and the ashes on the little hand also flew away.

"If it's just like this..."

Bai Wang didn't continue to speak. She frowned slightly, lowered her head, and saw that a short arc knife had completely sunk into her chest.

Lu Mingfei took the opportunity to break free, and was held in Xia Mi's arms while he was flying and falling.

"Seven deadly sins, weapons used to kill each other." Bai Wang pulled out lust, and the wound healed immediately, "It's a pity that you can't kill me."

"I didn't want to kill you, just smash this field." Xia Mi smiled coldly, "You are still alive, but you haven't returned yet, you can only exist like this."

Bai Wang frowned, stretched out his hand, and pressed down.

Yamata no Orochi and the Earthly Python were both pressed into the sea of ​​flowing magma, raising huge waves to the sky.

The ancient and majestic chanting sounded from outside the world. Bai Wang raised his head slightly, and the expression on his face became cold.

Then she was relieved.

"It's Judgment. There are two voices chanting at the same time." She smiled and said, "How smart. Just interrupt the snake's chanting of the Word Spirit. You can't be trapped here."

The world shattered like glass, and destruction came from far away, but the White King just stared at Lu Mingfei's eyes quietly.

When Lu Mingfei was still vigilantly watching her about to leave, the girl suddenly laughed out loud.

"Actually, I was scaring you." She said with a faint smile on her face,

"I won't kill you."

Lu Mingfei was stunned and opened his mouth.

But the White King waved his hand, and the domain completely collapsed.

It seemed that she took the initiative to stop the chanting of the Word Spirit.