The Black Book

A hazy lotus was condensed out of the chest. Zhu Ximiao looked at the petals slowly, and there was no sadness or joy in her eyes.

In the center of the gorgeous and beautiful petals, the stamens composed of [Creation of Jade Disc] are exposed to the air, and a dark gold rune rotating peristalsis, dispersing wonderful divine fluctuations.

[Star melting furnace quenching technique]!

Thick, hot, evil, distorted, violent, cruel ...

The dark background is bound by the golden rune skeleton, as if the sun in the inside black and outer gold blooms, showing a symbolic contradiction appearance.

Evil, sacred, embarrassing and majestic, horrible and impressive ...

Different from the basic runes of the basic strength, Zhu Qimiao found that the self -creation method lacks some of the important things. Even if it cultivates it to a complete state, it cannot condense the [Legend of Power].

With a little thought, Zhu Ximiao realized.

The skeleton and flesh are complete. What is lacking is "soul", which is a symbol and the summary of the legendary road ...

If he nodded something, Zhu Yanmiao thought about it, gathered the dark gold rune into the soul, and the huge information torrent injected into the ocean of consciousness.

It seems that after hundreds of years of unforgettable time, Xia Lian Sanzan, winter training for three nine, hard work day and night, simulation of derivatives, and finally enlightened and transparent.

The lost pupils slowly focused and pulled out of the long virtual memory. Zhu Ximiao found that the sky outside the window had become a night.

"How long have I meditated?"

Tired of squeezing his eyebrows, Zhu Ximiao asked Wilson, who was standing quietly.

"Three days, my master."

"Um."

With a deep breath, Zhu Ximiao raised his spirit, and suddenly felt a subtle fluctuation of fate.

Looking at the West subconsciously, if there is no seemingly resonance to move your heartstrings, it seems that something important is happening in a distant place.

A slightly frowned, following the guidance of the will of heaven, Zhu Yimiao raised his hand to draw circles, opened the portal, and came to the top of a skyscraper.

Hundreds of meters of high -altitude wind whistled, and the gorgeous cloak gently rolled behind him. Zhu Ximiao overlooking the bustling city night view, wondering.

The folk customs are simple and the years are quiet.

Before he wanted to understand, a human -shaped armor with flames broke through the sky, and he could hear Tony Stark's excitement cheers in vagueness.

"Ah roar ~~~"

Seeing that Tony, who created a new toy, "drag racing" over the city, and finally rushed into the sky like a rocket. Zhu Ximiao's hazy memories surfaced, thinking of this plot.

Fly to high altitude, frozen the armor, lost the power fall, and finally recovered energy supply at the moment of touching the ground, re -pulled up ...

That is, Tony has a protagonist aura to die like this. Others have been smashed into meat sauce for one second ...

But isn't there no danger this time?

Why does it cause your own induction?

Looking at the small light spots, the higher and higher, and finally disappeared in the night sky, Zhu Yanmiao was puzzled.

However, when the power of the power of the power was free to fall, a gorgeous particle traveled across the heavens, and the boy in black suddenly changed.

Someone wants to steal my leek! Intersection

The high -energy beam target accurately hit the target, and the body that could have been dangerous was completely paralyzed.

Wow ~

The flames of the rolling rolled in the wind turned into dark wings, and the huge wings were gently gently. Zhu Ximiao, who was standing on the edge of the rooftop, disappeared in place instantly.

…………………………

"Javis! Restart the injection!"

"The energy source has been damaged, the body is missing important components, and the injection cannot be started."

In the air, Tony looked at the rapidly magnifying ground, and his mind turned sharply, but he couldn't figure out a way to break the situation. He could not help but have a hint of despair.

Suddenly, he seemed to see himself hitting the ground fiercely, and he was fell into a beach of a beach.

Who is behind the back? Intersection Intersection

I won't let you go! Intersection

In his heart, Tony Stark was irritating, but he couldn't change any facts. He could only watch the death approaching.

But when he closed his eyes subconsciously, he suddenly felt that his body was sinking.

From the extreme movement to extremely quiet, the huge acceleration seemed to hit the wall, Tony's entire face was stuck on the noodle armor, and the facial features were squeezed into a plane.

It didn't take long for it to be left from the height of a few meters, and the solid touch came from his body. Tony opened the nails and saw a scene that made him lose his mind.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

In the sparse night sky of the moon star, an elegant and mysterious figure slowly declined. A pair of gorgeous and wide dark wings behind him projected the huge shadow shrouded himself. The facial features are not clear. Only the pair of dark and deep pupils are slightly light, as if the window of Unicom [Abyss] must suck the soul of people.

It seemed like the angel who came to Fanchen, and seemed to be a demon who broke away from hell. Evil and Saint were perfectly unified at this moment. Just looking at him, Tony had the urge to kneel and pray.

Wow ~

The wide wings contracted and closed, and the teenagers in black touched the ground, looking at the dull Tony, and laughed and ridiculed.

"What? Stupid?"

Trembling all over, Tony Stark pulled himself out of the short-lived strange emotion and shook his head with a complicated expression.

"Thank you, Zhu, you saved my life again."

"If you don't do anything, you won't die. Don't forget your own weight just because you have a new toy..."

Mumbling with a hint of meaning, Zhu Haomiao looked at the woods beside him and changed the subject.

"Besides, this matter is not over yet!"

Following the gaze of the black-clothed boy, Tony Stark found that he had landed on the lakeside of a park, surrounded by dense woods.

In the darkness not far away, a pair of dark red narrow rays of light stared at him like eyes. As the other party approached, the moonlight gradually outlined his majestic outline.

His pupils shrank slightly, and Tony found that it was a mecha that was more sci-fi than Mark3, more than three meters tall, with a pair of steel-cast wings spread out behind it, exuding a heavy and powerful aura.

"Friend, this is my prey."

The distorted electronic sound that was neither male nor female entered the eardrum. Zhu Haomiao looked up and down with interest and licked his lips subconsciously.

Why... I feel that this iron lump seems to be delicious...

"No! Friend, you are my prey!"

The closed dark wings spread out excitedly, and the restrained breath leaked out, sweeping across hundreds of meters like a tsunami, and a sharp explosion suddenly sounded in the mighty mecha not far away.