The Crystal Palace Of Heaven

Vol 8 Chapter 1192: Wailing God of War

Lu Xi ’s power is the power of the light of science and technology, and Hector ’s display is the pinnacle that mankind can reach. Perhaps this represents two possibilities for mortals? Either way, it can really threaten the gods above. This should be a historical inflection point of the representative? If there is a historian on the spot ... uh, I mean the kind of true historian who already has the foundation of historical materialism, rather than a conscientious young historian who tells a story, he will surely take this short moment Recorded, and as a very important historical turning point, and then involved in the description of the historical significance of more than 10,000 words, then the candidates who need to recite the textbook in the future want to die?

Well, what a pity! It is said that before the big men traveled, they had to bring a historian around them, and every word they eat and drink, Lhasa must be recorded, which became the most important data for the study of history in later generations. To put it bluntly, if you don't have such a recorder around you, you are not qualified to say hello to real big people? Well, it's decided. As a protagonist, I will call on such a recorder next to me.

Lu Xi looked at the explosion, the flesh and blood of God splashed up, but it was no different from the ordinary people like "ants", and he could not help feeling a moment of emotion. He felt that he was once again at a turning point in history. Of course, if it wasn't for the real body formed by the **** of disasters and condensed with the soul of the gods, he had been dragged down by his father and the aunt of the pope in his own god's homeland. It is impossible for him to get close to his dharma body by Lu Xi. Not to mention that he can be given such a heavy blow.

He watched the "black pine tree" sway from the explosion and fell directly down. Although he did n’t kill the opponent, he did n’t get any system prompts, but Lu Xi himself can be sure that the biggest threat to everyone from the Disaster King (AI) has been lifted-you can see it with your eyes, The "polluted world tree branch" began to shrink from the moment when it was out of Ramheed's grasp, and it quickly shrunk from the towering giant trees in the forests of the Northland into a large bonsai that smashed the field in front of the hotel In continuous miniaturization. The layer of black gas wrapped in it also attenuated a little bit, and the thick mist turned into black smoke, lightened and thinned, and then just disappeared into the air.

Subsequently, the tree, which had shrunk to the size of a bonsai, slowly fell into the flames of flame below the demon god, and then no longer looked real.

"Ah ... the God-level equipment upgrade gems I dropped out!" Lu Xi couldn't help sighing, but he didn't have the advantage to make Zhizhi ran immediately to chase. The **** costume that comes out of the boss must belong to you. You must have such a firm belief as the protagonist. Compared to using a very low way, the evil dog will grab a thing that is destined to belong to you. , The head of a super-large nightmare who is opening his teeth and dancing claws should be handled well.

Yes, just when Lu Xi passed through the fire net released by the other party and approached Ramheed, in the flame storm of the lower body of the Demon God, the huge nightmare beast head drilled out from there again, roaring and thumping Over here. Opening his mouth wide, the smell of sulfur was mixed with the blood coming from the face, intertwined into a disgusting smell, so that Lu Xi almost wanted to faint on the spot.

He had to admit that when he was in his second year, he still thought that the nightmare's appearance between lizards and horses was inexplicably handsome. The scales on and off the body, like a sharp blade, raised the forehead, the eyes like the flame, and the two rows of sharp teeth that can tear the rock, every inch of skin, every scale, even every cell With evil and cruel colors. During the period of bear children in the second illness, people did not understand what is meant by true good and evil. In fact, it is the easiest to be abducted by this feeling of rumble.

However, Lu Xi, who felt that he was very mature, had to admit that when he looked at this giant monster that was at least one hundred times larger than the ordinary nightmare at close range, he had to admit that he thought that this thing was very modeling. Cool himself is really too shameful. I really want to strangle myself like that time! Sure enough, everyone's secondary illness period is a dark history that they can't wait to forget but always forget. If they fall into the hands of the enemy, they might become the handle to force themselves to follow.

"... So, you are really ugly!" Lu Xi looked at the nightmare with his mouth wide open and uttered a nauseous breath, murmured a sigh, stretched out a hand, and three guide guns hovered The muzzle was directly reversed in the air. With Lu Xi's magical micro-manipulation ability at this time, he has been able to hover in the air while completing the process of changing shells, filling and firing for three cannons in just a moment. Then, only to see the shells and artillery fire blasted directly into the large mouth of the nightmare beast, and directly into the throat, it exploded.

Everyone can only see that the neck of the nightmare beast and the snake-shaped body, like a balloon pressed on the trachea, suddenly swelled, but reached the critical point in just a second or two. Then, in the blaze of the explosion, the scales and flesh were like torn balloon fragments, pushed far away by the storm of shock waves and flames, and scattered everywhere.

This may also be the last time the King of Disaster and his accessories fought back in this battle? When the fragments of this nightmare smashed on Ramheed's body, it seemed that there was some kind of wave reaction. The crimson armor began to wavy after another layer of ripples. As if the calm lake was broken. The colorful colors rippled in the ripples, the shape was constantly changing, just like the sunspots on the surface of the sun were twisting. Under the light, the giant body of the red armor began to twist, and his figure became more and more blurred. The sudden hurricane came out of the sky, obviously you could not feel its trajectory, but it was instantly invisible. The airflow brought into endless vertigo.

This violent wave of energy began to spread out in all directions, forming an invisible and devastating typhoon. Even the surrounding dragons, this kind of sacred creature that can face up to the typhoon of level eight or nine without changing its color at that moment, almost couldn't even open its eyes at that moment, and could only open its own wings , Fully running all of his magic and physical strength, so as not to be completely blown away like a leaf, torn.

But even so, there are still a few thin dragons, and the dragon knights on their backs, still out of balance and quickly pushed away from everyone's sight, thus becoming a small bright spot on the horizon.

This is true of the dragons, not to mention Lu Xi. In the sudden wind, he completely lost his ability to control his body in an instant. He felt like a helpless leaf, even his own destiny could not be controlled ... Uh, so think Isn't it a bit too literary? The next moment, Lu Xi, who was still thinking about it, was caught by Ms. Cresser's large and sturdy body (this description is a bit subtle but it is true).

"... what is going on!"

"Probably I wiped out that guy's G point with a light stroke? He could only cry like a weep?" Lu Xi said casually, but suddenly found that in the colorful and strange light pattern In the middle, the figure of the Demon God looks like a scroll that has not been well maintained for a long time, so it gradually fades.

Even from the perspective of ordinary people, you can see the problem, not to mention the extraordinary people in the field. At least, within the scope of Lu Xi ’s spiritual consciousness, this distressed incarnation, the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, the Abyss Supreme, his huge dharma descent into heaven and earth, if there is substance, it seems that every trace of air around The terrible sense of oppression that turned into lava and heat waves is now weakening a little bit. Even his own sense of existence seems to be gradually fading.

The will of the world on the material plane is repelling the existence of the true king of the disaster!

Lu Xi looked down, and his eyes passed through an increasingly violent backward storm, and saw the center of the island. The rapidly shrinking dimensional light gate, at first glance, seemed like a dead star shrinking ... … Well, Lu Xi hasn't actually seen what a shrinking star can look like, but he really thinks it should be quite appropriate.

"The door to the abyss ... is it going to be closed?" Miss Corresel murmured, seeming unbelievable. She never doubted that everyone could succeed, but never thought that it would be so easy to succeed. At the moment when Piggy Landing set foot on this battlefield, she was even mentally prepared for battle. At that moment, she even had a sense of mission like a martyr, and began to become a hero sacrifice scene. She felt that her blood-blowing self seemed to have control of the world at that moment, but now she found that she seemed a little wrong.

"I'm sorry that you can't be a hero of Laozi." Lu Xi just shrugged: "... It should be the closing of the door of the abyss, which has greatly affected the maintenance of the main body of the Disaster King on the main material plane. However, if that guy ’s soul is still in the body, can it be sustained longer? Belmont they can not directly invade the abyss, and reach a fatal blow to the door of the abyss. "

"Yeah, if Ramheed's soul is still there, we are not so easy to get close, and give him such a heavy blow ... I said how suddenly he became awkward later." Sheng Little girl Long realized this, but then he was a little puzzled: "But, at such an important juncture, where did his soul really go?"

They are fighting each other with the two most sturdy "mortal" old men and old ladies on the material plane ... Of course, this kind of talk is really not easy to talk about. After looking at the increasingly thin flame barrier, Lu Xi looked at Ramsheed who was completely distorted, and suddenly felt that it did n’t seem to make much sense even to pounce on two more guns at this time. Let's go to support other important places. Lu Xi just thought about it, Miss Corresel was completely clear, and began to land quickly-although this person is the first time the dragon cooperated with the battle, but inexplicably very tacit, it seems that there is already a pair Like a dragon knight with decades of experience fighting side by side.

... Huh, what's the fuss about here? I actually have a tacit understanding with all the sister papers, as long as they are really sister papers, and they are also justice partners, and the face value is still more than 90 points. Look, this condition is not harsh at all.

The flame storm that completely covered the lower body of the King of Disaster, originally roasted the wet island into dry lava, even evaporated almost the entire sea, but now it is getting weaker and weaker. Another nightmare came out, but just had time to roar twice, and even had no time to release one or two magic rays, and was torn by several dragon knights on the spot.

But at this time, the King of Disaster will not appear again, resurrecting his pet.

"So ... it's time for this, it's not good to honestly hide as a tortoise? Why do you have to jump out and install this 13?" Sure enough, the beast is a beast, even a divine beast , There will always be a scene of MDZZ.

Lu Xi ignored the extra-large nightmare that was torn to pieces, and continued to descend, so that he passed through the fire storm that covered the sky unscathed. In the burning flame that has not faded, there is still a trace of chaos and abyss erosion, but it is naturally painless for Lu Xi. Of course, in order not to miss Miss Crelesel, he put a rainbow shield on the Saint Dragon girl's body, so that one person and one dragon could pass through without injury.

Soon, the flames of the disaster-stricken king almost evaporated every little bit of moisture in the soil, and this gradually revealed the dry gray-brown soil. The island is densely covered with the bodies of various demons ... and the remains of dragons and dragon knights. In the huge pit in the middle of the island, the gate of the abyss like a big light ball has also completely shrunk into a small black point. The color is extremely deep, not as black, but as if it has swallowed all the light and color, it is quite a bit of a black hole ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ However, above the "black hole", a foot The dimension gate, which can accommodate several dragon knights, is running steadily. The blast was holding a dying figure and was flying out of the dimension gate. Behind her are four dragons, carrying the bones of their companions ... The dragon race is actually a race that respects the remains of their compatriots. If conditions permit, they will try to bring the remains of their compatriots back to Longcheng for burial.

Lu Xi put down a little bit, but at this time there was no time to greet him. He rode the holy dragon and flew directly to the ocean on one side. He had just reached the edge of the island. The three magic dragons and the iron dragon that were entangled with him, so "bang" from the sea. Leaping out, set off a huge wave.

Now it is completely unclear who the two are fighting and who is biting. However, what is certain is that the moment when the three black dragons just saw the sun again, and when one of his heads was about to scream in the sky, a very penetrating aurora dragon breath just burst like this and was directly hit by Confused. The dragon, who had not fully understood what was happening, just fell into a dull state on the spot, because his nose bridge and half of his eyes were cut off directly.

The only true **** enshrined by the orcs, black flag wingers, black sea naga, and many second-class races that adore violence in particular, the demon who represents strife and killing, has been suppressed for a thousand years, just ten minutes ago. Seeing the sun again, Parkins, the bloodthirsty king, was so stunned.

Until the young holy dragon that attacked himself, carrying the human magician who had let himself eat countless times, screamed and rushed in front of himself, Parkens seemed to be in a trance. And reluctantly reacted in "post-perception".

He wailed!

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