Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 220

  The black dragons quickly gathered and formed at the entrance of the tower.

  The dragon teacher this time is different from Luo Jiutian's summoning. It is completely dark. Although it is also a water dragon formed by the churning waves in the building, for some reason, the water gushing out of this other tower is actually black.

  But Xiaolan couldn't take care of it anymore. Although the body of the silver spear was blocked by Panlongchi, the spiritual tide brought by this spear was forced to press on her.

  The body seems to be collapsing.

  Xiao Lan opened her mouth, feeling that all the internal organs are pouring out of blood.

   "Teacher Long!"

  Heart-piercing cry.

   When the voice fell, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his throat, Xiao Lan watched as the dark red stained Panlong Pond and the tip of the gun.

  The eyeballs are shaking, as if they are about to burst.

  Every inch of skin and every tissue of the body is crying for help and destroying.

  Qianyuan finally stood up and stared at them, his eyes gradually glowing with red light.

   Xiaolan's chin was trembling, and she didn't know whether it was tears or blood that was about to gush out of her eyes.

  Wemblow watched the slowly rising Qianyuan, and did not relax the silver spear in his hand.

   "Teacher Long!..."

   Xiaolan’s last call was passed into Qian Yuan’s ears, and Qian Yuanlong’s Wei Chi pupils suddenly emitted a strong red light.

  A burst of ominous attack hit Wemblow's back.

   "诛—— evil——"

   Qianyuan made a deep but loud dragon chant.

  After that, the dragon's head was raised high and rushed in the direction of Wemblow.

   "Whhhh!——"

The silver spear in the middle of the Panlong Pond was finally taken back by Wemblow. Wemblow swung a shot at Qianyuanlong who was coming. That shot opened the dragon’s neck, but soon, more black water came from the building. Outflow, the wound quickly recovered as usual.

  In any case, the psychic energy that was pressing against Xiaolan finally left.

   Xiaolan's breathing began to become smooth, panting heavily, and lowered her head to find that, at some point, the ground was covered with her own blood.

  The four of them slumped to the ground, looking dizzy and painful.

  A strong light flashed again.

   Xiaolan looked at Qianyuan and Wemblow who were fighting again. No matter what spear technique he swung, the spear blade could no longer release any energy. The hydrated body of Qianyuan was the abyss itself, capable of absorbing all psychic energy.

   Xiaolan finally understood what Qianyuan was.

  Qianyuan’s body is the water in the building, no matter what kind of attack it receives, it can recover in one second.

  Wemblow turned around in midair, avoiding the bite of Qianyuan just now.

  Qianyuan flew into the air, but his body was very agile, looking for Wemblow's direction to bite again.

  After a few rounds, Wemblow stood by the flower window where he first appeared, looking at Xiaolan with hatred.

   Qianyuan rushed over again.

  Wemblow was about to jump away, but his body froze suddenly.

   "Fengqie——Firming!" Feng slowly appeared from behind Xiaolan, holding his right palm flat and facing Wemblow, "This is my strength, Wemblow, you can feel it."

  Frightened expression finally appeared on Wemblow's face.

  But the emoji only existed for a few seconds.

  Because, soon, Qian Yuanlong has rushed in front of Wemblow, biting him fiercely.

  The roar resounded throughout the world.

  The giant dragon collapsed a corner of the other tower.

  Rolling black water, scattered masonry and various fragments.

  Wemblow disappeared.

  I don’t know if it has been torn to pieces by Qianyuan, or...

  The dragon completed the task and turned his head and glanced at Xiaolan.

  My eyes have changed from dark red to black.

   Soon, the black water began to flow backwards, Qianyuan's body gradually collapsed, and after the last trace of black water flowed back into the other tower, Xiaolan couldn't hold it anymore, and with a plop, she lay down on her back on the ground.

   "Xiaolan!..."

   is a small voice.

   is the cry of Xiaoyin.

   Xiaolan tried to look up, and his partners hurriedly ran towards him from the edge of the square.

   "Baolongjia!"

  Lao Luo's voice.

  It's good if Lao Luo is here, and if Lao Luo is here, you'll be at ease.

   A familiar body that is refreshing and refreshing.

   Xiaolan's eyes went dark, and finally smiled at Xiaoyin's crying face, and then fainted.

  ***

   "What is that sound?" There was a tremor in February's vigilant voice.

  The three of them watched the direction of the loud noise.

   "It must be an exit!" San Yue shouted and rushed over.

  Maple sugar can't stop it, so I can only shout while chasing.

   "Don't be impulsive in March!"

  The three people ran in the stepped passage that was dark and bright. The steps were downward. In this way, the front should be where they came in.

   But no matter how they run, there is no change in the light spot ahead.

  March finally tired, she stopped slowly, her expression confused.

   "Why... is it still so far away?" San Yue looked at the glowing exit desperately.

  This is the long corridor that exists to trap them.

  Only find the answer...

   "Brother, do you think we will..."

   "Shut up," February interrupted him, "Nothing will happen."

   "I think we still have to find the answer from the inside of the stairs," Maple Syrup breathed evenly, and immediately said, "Maybe, it's on those words."

  Nodded in February.

  The two together picked up San Yue, who was sitting on the ground, and dragged him to the nearest lamp.

   "What is written on this lamp?" Maple Sugar asked, clapping his palms.

  "This is the fourth one," said February, looking at the lampstand, "Four births, heaven and earth, gods and ghosts."

  Maple syrup nodded after listening, "Well...we are still in this circle, as expected, we have to break it."

   "Do you have any clues?"

  Maple syrup frowned, "No, let’s analyze together what these words mean."

   "Isn't it very simple," San Yue finally recovered, yelling aggrievedly, "First there is heaven, then there is land, and then..."

   "No, no," February quickly interrupted, "There is still law before heaven and earth. What is this law?"

   "Law? Magic? Law?"

  Maple syrup shook his head, "These shouldn't be magic, laws, they are all things related to humans, where are the humans before the heavens and the earth?"

  "Does this law refer to rules?"

  February said softly from the side.

  Maple Sugar looks towards February.

  "That is the law...the law of all things, the law of the birth of the heaven and the earth," February continued, "So there is the law before the heaven and the earth."

  March suddenly realized.

  "Then we have to think about it, in which sentence will the answer be?" Maple Sugar acquiesced in February's guess, and then said, "How much do you know about King God?"

   "It is said that Wang Shen can realize the impossible wish," San Yue curled his lips contemptuously, "In my opinion, he is a liar, he is not a **** at all... just a... just a demon!"

   "Wishes can be fulfilled," Maple Sugar repeated, "So he is also a god?"

"No, although the king **** is called the king god, he has not yet become a god," Er Yue explained. "The nearby city-states know that the king **** is still a mortal now. The mother sacrifice a few days later will be the day when he becomes a god. ."

  (End of this chapter)