The Bald Monk in the City

　　 "Pat times..."

　　 With the blazing flames, certain juicy tree trunks and flesh and blood churn in the fire wantonly.

　　 There is a strange smell in the air: the burning toxic gas of plastic products, cloth products, etc., the strange smell of some things being entrained after evaporation, and the smell of fat on high-temperature grilling...

　　 Even though they are far away, people’s faces are still full of fear and anxiety.

　　 They didn't know what their leader was going to do, but a creepy feeling that originated from instinct made them chill.

　　 This is naturally abnormal, after all, they are not those weak civilians.

　　 They lived the life of licking blood, killing and death seemed not so far away from them.

　　 For such them, how can they fear an ordinary fire?

　　 Just looking at the constantly tumbling and twisting flames in the distance, a shadow of them involuntarily appeared in their hearts.

　　 The red flame, like a demon spreading its teeth and dancing its claws, recklessly showed its power and terror.

　　 And their leader, Frost, stood quietly in an area closer to them, watching the fire.

　　 The fire came from his instruction, and everyone did not understand his intentions.

　　 But they believed him. After all, he was one of the few people in this land other than the madmen, who dared to directly confront the American soldiers.

　　Of course they also know that their leader will not be a kind or kind guy.

　　 It doesn’t matter, they are not a good thing anyway...

　　 "An ancient and powerful dragon... a **** and cruel flame... the gaze in the dark... the whisper of the crow..."

　　 Some words are full of unknown so-called vocabulary, spits out intermittently from Froz's mouth.

　　 As if suffering from hysteria, he lost the aura of wisdom in front of him.

　　 But the flame seemed to become more and more violent following his weird behavior.

　　 In the fire, it seemed that the wailing of the enemy soldiers was faintly heard, but this was obviously impossible.

　　 This fire has been going on for a long time, and it is impossible for them to struggle for so long in such a fierce fire.

　　 But over time, those screams and wailing sounds seem to get louder and louder!

　　 "It's almost...almost!"

　　Froz stared at the blazing fire, his pupils turned into icy vertical pupils at some point:

　　 The vertical pupil seems to be linked to another cruel and powerful being, and it is staring at everything in front of it through the eyes of this mortal creature.

　　 And at this moment, something seems to be smashed from the sky!

　　 "Boom!"

　　 The violent explosion caused the flame to shoot away, like a blooming flame mushroom!

　　 But without the interference of that kind of strange power, the flames splashing into other areas did not cause much impact.

　　 After all, there are not so many combustibles in this area. If it were not for the extinct volcano behind it, there would not even be a market town here.

"Do not!!!"

　　Froz looked at the fire that had not yet dissipated, his eyes were full of ferociousness and anger!

　　 Who is it, who dares to stop all this!

　　 He stared at the smoke and dust in the center of the fire with eyes full of anger, he knew that the **** guy might be hidden inside.

　　 But before he could see what the other party was, he hurried to a fierce, violent tornado-like wind that blew everything!

　　 was supposed to be wind assisting the fire, but the excessively strong airflow made the oxygen in the air extremely thin, which caused the flames that had lost the interference of supernatural power to slowly extinguish.

　　 At this time, Froz, who was barely standing on the dragon wing behind him, moved his arm in front of him.

　　 Then, he was completely stunned:

　　 Not far from him, in the area that should have been covered by flames, a sky-like giant is staring at him with his golden light that radiates stars like stars...

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　　 "Fuck!"

　　 Zhifei sprayed water on the front screen, he hurriedly put down the thermos cup in his hand, and hurriedly cleaned the screen.

　　 Then, he sat on his seat, his face still looked like a ghost.

　　 Zhifei felt that he should have a lot of things lingering around his mouth now, what he wanted to say, but he didn't know what to say.

　　 Zhifei felt that he should call Daoren Sun, but he remembered that Daoren Sun should be practicing at this time, and he might not be able to get through the phone.

　　 But this doesn't affect his current surging emotions. He feels that his heart is beating frantically at a rate that shortens his life span ten times.

　　 Of course this is just an illusion, his heart stays inside his body well.

　　 But Zhifei felt that his soul might no longer be there.

　　 In fact, Zhifei is not unknown. The style of his own saint is somewhat different from that of the sage.

　　 After all, there will always be some unavoidable differences in the achievements of saints in the context of the new era.

　　 However, the difference in the style of painting to the extent that he has to complain about it is something that Zhifei never thought about.

　　 Zhifei knew that Daoren Sun was afraid of not knowing it, after all, it seemed that the saint was the first time to show his ability here.

　　 Could it be that this is the legendary world of dharma?

　　 Zhifei looked at the calculations based on the human body shape, and quickly got the information of the other party's specific body shape data, and said with some confusion.

It’s not that Zhi Fei has never seen a scene with such a body shape. After all, Taoist Sun once dragged him into the illusion~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but the illusion is only an illusion after all. Although it is directly on the senses, it does It is much more shocking than the information composed of cold data.

　　 But after all, it can't come close to the impact of that real power.

　　Zhifei swiped the screen, he looked at the huge pothole on the ground.

　　If you use a bomb, it is actually not troublesome to create this effect.

　　 But when this power is just a routine action of a certain unit, it can be easily achieved.

　　 Zhifei knew that it was another kind of gap full of deep gaps...

　　 Zhifei tremblingly picked up the thermos cup on the table, the warm boiled water was mixed with wolfberry, but he couldn't taste it.

　　 It seems that his sense of taste is too strong, and he has lost his perception.

　　 After a cup of water was poured into his stomach, he finally recovered from this scalp-tingling shock.

　　 For the first time, he knew the end of the extraordinary power that always covered a layer of mist, what an unimaginable vast world!

　　 And looking at the strange young dragon and the reckless guy in the picture, he looked awkward and obedient.

　　Zhifei suddenly felt a little happy:

　　Yes, you have a magic academy and dragon veins, as well as super reagents that are exploring and developing, as bright as stars...

　　 But stars, after all, originated from this yellow land...