Starting From the Dragon Clan To Penetrate the World

　　 "Suna! It turned out to be the spirit of words."

　　 Philemon's surprise, the horror of this kind of speedy language spirit placed on the S-class, can be seen by referring to the legendary dragon slayer Anger.

　　 "However, a distance of ten kilometers will consume a lot of physical energy."

　　 Immediately afterwards, he frowned again, and this kind of speech spirit is not a speech spirit that can be opened for a long time by the user.

　　 Theoretically, the level can be climbed indefinitely at an instant, which seems to be stronger than the time zero, but in fact there is a misunderstanding.

Momentum can only accelerate the user’s speed, but it cannot accelerate the user’s thinking, and it’s even worse than the realm that essentially changes time—time zero, which really slows down the surrounding time dozens of times. The user is not affected and can think about many things, how to avoid, how to use the knife, and **** the opponent.

But the moment is different. Although the speed is increased, the human reflex nerve and thinking speed are still the same. No matter how fast you are, you have to control the living. For example, the speed of the 7th step is increased by 128 times, and you can change your strokes when you use the knife. NS?

　　 And the use of this kind of linguistic spirit consumes a lot of physical strength, and it is often used by the user during the critical moment of the battle, such as when a knife or a gun is shot.

　　 So the most famous instant user in history, Viscount Charlotte, Silver Wing, uses a revolver. He only needs to aim, shoot quickly, and consume little energy.

　　 And now that Lu Chen hurried to use the instant, running for ten kilometers was undoubtedly a huge consumption of physical energy, which made Philemon worry that even if he hurried there, his combat power would not survive.

　　 "Is he okay?"

　　 Other people also worried once, but Su Qian looked at Chu Zihang.

　　 "Brother Lu... his physical fitness seems to be pretty good."

　　 Chu Zihang was also not sure, but since Lu Chen chose to do this, he was probably sure of it.

　　 They have called the helicopter, and they will be able to get to the scene in about ten minutes. As long as Lu Chen can drag it for a while in the past, the form can be changed.

　　 Although the instructor said that he would not let him use the language spirit in front of everyone, he would not watch his classmates die like this.

　　…………

　　 The sound of the wind whizzed in Lu Chen's ears, and the neon lights between the cities were stretched into strips of light. At this time, he was like a traveler traveling through time.

　　 The passers-by on the street can only feel a gust of wind. The ladies lowered their skirts and looked around in surprise, but they couldn't see any shadows.

　　 Lu Chen hasn't run so freely for a long time. In this modern steel forest, jumping up and down, that is supreme freedom.

　　Executive Officer Philemon and their worries are completely unnecessary. He has no words at all. This is just his most basic physical fitness. For him, a sprint of ten kilometers is no different from a sprint.

　　 Hongshan Park, in the maple forest, accompanied by the roar of wild beasts, another commissioner was knocked into the air and crashed into the tree.

　　 But the commissioners of the executive department are obviously not vegetarian. Abel's wounds are getting more and more. The commissioner who uses the thunder seized the opportunity to explode the scales on his chest, exposing his bones.

　　 "Mi Lisa! Mi Lisa! Why are you running away!"

　　 Fighting over and over again, he shouted frantically, his eyes fixed on Lucia, who was dragging her wounded body and gradually backing away not far away.

　　 once again raised his arms and flew the knife embedded in his arm together with others, and he raised his head and screamed.

　　 The clouds just scattered, the moonlight fell on him, and the cyan scales like ancient works of art were all over his body. Behind him were two towering meat bags squirming wildly, and he seemed to be suffering from great pain.

　　噗嗤——

　　 Accompanied by the sound of skin cracking, a huge bone wing unfolded. This scene was like the birth of an ancient **** and demon. The wind screamed in the maple forest, the remaining leaves were falling, and the white moonlight seemed to be a little bloody.

　　 "Deep Dragonization..."

　　 There is a commissioner's bitter voice, such a target is wrapped in a keel, and is a user of the bronze throne, it is simply incomprehensible.

　　 "Senior, step back!"

　　 At this time, someone came forcibly, still coughing up blood in his mouth, but his eyes were firm. It was Lancelot.

　　 He figured it out. Instead of dying here, he might as well use his words to fight. As for whether the Red Mountain Park will be destroyed by the fire, that is no longer something that can be considered now.

　　 Abel seemed to realize something. He woke up from the intoxication of more powerful power, a pair of dazzling golden pupils looked at Lancelot, and rushed towards each other with his legs.

　　 Yan Ling. Chi

　　A bright yellow flame rose up. In this moment, it was like tons of gasoline bombs were ignited in this maple forest. Lancelot controlled the intensity and range, but the high temperature of the flame would never attenuate.

"I……"

　　 Looking at this scene in the distance, Ruticia felt more strength in her legs. She said that this freshman junior is a lunatic, right?

　　 To release this kind of spirit in Hongshan Park, hasn't he heard the old Chinese saying?

　　 Set fire to the mountain, sit in prison, brother!

　　With the word spirit here, even if Abel was burned to death, the forest fire would be enough to kill them half their lives.

　　 "Damn it, notify the fire department."

　　 Philemon asked the college to dispatch the local fire department as soon as he learned about it.

　　 And Lancelot took a few steps back, sat on the ground and panted, looking at the figure tumbling in the flames, a little relieved.

　　 What made all the commissioners desperate was that they heard the sound of a huge fan, and the flames swept away, and the steel demon-like figure rushed out. He was burnt black and his face was terrible, but he was obviously not fatally injured!

　　 After rushing out of the flames, he rolled on the ground several times, and only some fragile flames were left.

　　Lancelot's remaining power is not enough to do it again, but he can confirm that even if he does it again, he won't be able to burn the monster.

　　 Yan Ling Chi is powerful in that its release range is positive and wide, but in terms of explosions and extreme high temperatures, it is still a lot worse than Jun Yan.

　　 This is a war spirit, not suitable for dealing with powerful single creatures.

Just when Lancelot thought that his life was about to end here, the dark demon **** did not pay attention to him, but directly rushed towards Ruticia who had run far away~www.wuxiaspot.com~ sick what! "

　　 Ruticia somewhat regretted why she had angered this guy so venomously before, this obsession was really deep.

　　 "Milissa, I love you! Mirissa, I'm sorry!..."

　　 Abel had obviously been eroded by the dragon's blood to be unconscious at this time, and only the perverted obsession was left in his heart. He now only had the blond girl running in the maple forest in his eyes.

　　 He wants to catch her, he wants to violate her, he wants to tear her apart!

　　 He wants to make up for the regret that night, he wants to freeze the delicacy of power and power forever, he is no longer the once weak boy, he is now the king who has mastered violence!

　　 Ruticia was injured and couldn't run fast. Even if she wasn't injured, she decided to not be able to run away from Abel who was so deeply transformed into a dragon.

　　 In the end, she leaned on a maple tree, and in the distance was a burning maple forest, half of the sky was reflected in red, and Abel walking towards her was like a devil of the doomsday.

　　 The devil stretched out arms that were as strong as iron pillars, and Lucia drew her gun and shot, only to see sparks. When she had the last bullet, she hesitated, did she shoot at the devil or at herself?

　　 But before she came to a conclusion, she saw the wind in the distance.

　　 The burning flames were separated by the gusty wind, and the maple leaves scattered across the mountains with the howling of the gusty wind. The flames reflected between the maple leaves and finally projected onto the water-like knife, reflecting the freehand red.

　　 Before late autumn arrives, the maple leaves are first red.

　　 The wind ceased, the maple leaves drifted across the sky, and the huge body collapsed. Only the boy with the sword in its sheath was standing. His short hair was scattered because of the rush, and the red gold pupils were flowing with lava-like brilliance.

　　 "Sister, are you okay?"

　　 As Lu Chen's voice sounded, the frozen head had just landed from a high altitude.