C-class Hybrids Forced To Slay Dragons

The latest website: Compared with the two gatekeepers, the dark sky above his head, and the spiritual realm in the distance that he cannot understand, is what makes Luo Yin nervous.

In the low and depressing clouds, a few bluish-cyan rays of light suddenly appeared. Yan Lingjian Yu broke out, and a group of arrogant swords collided with dozens of thunderbolts in the sonic boom.

All the lightning was annihilated, but Jian Yu's domain was also on the verge of collapse during the bombardment. And the direction that the lightning originally bombarded was the escape door opened by Yemenga's unique power, as well as those who were still fleeing.

"There is no Word Spirit Releaser. The lightning just now should have been fired automatically."

Susie vigilantly looked for the location of the releaser of the word spirit, while Luo Yin gave an unexpected guess.

"The entire sky is our enemy. The concentration of wind elements in the clouds is even higher than that of some low-level wind attribute word spirits."

And this cloud layer stretches for tens of hundreds of kilometers, casting a huge shadow on the ground. It is undoubtedly Li Wuyue's handwriting.

The lightning just now is similar to the high-risk words of thunder, the power and accuracy are quite amazing, but the essence is the thunder that is automatically released by the clouds under the setting of the law.

"It's just the power that comes with it...it's a little hard to imagine the power if that cloud is pouring down."

Luo Yin felt the flow of elements in the clouds, and his heart skipped a beat.

"The winds of the nine heavens are like the sea upturning the sky. The sea of ​​wind and thunder pours back from the sky, and the white tide entwined by thousands of wind snakes annihilates everything here."

"Destroyer-level Word Spirit?"

"Just finished the preparation, he hasn't chanted the word spirit yet."

Yemengarde's complexion gradually became unsightly. If it wasn't for the fear that Luo Yin would attack her stupid brother, Lord Yemengade would not have come to King Gangfeng.

This guy is simply a lunatic. Before they came, Li Wuyue was ready to release the world-destroying words.

This kind of thing destroying the world's words and spirits will definitely exhaust the life of the releaser. But the power that the world-destroying-level word spirit can finally explode may result in a world of difference.

The abuse of power by the first generation will lead to the collapse of the dragon's body, which will also lead to the destruction of the world. And when it is released after a correct and complete chant, it will explode with a completely different power.

For someone like Li Wuyue who has been fully prepared in advance, once the word spirit erupts, the effect is not as simple as destroying a city. The world map may need to be revised.

"Wind of Oblivion?"

Luo Yin looked up at the sky and felt that there was a row of big Ivans hanging in the sky.

In the worst case, Li Wuyue is crazy, and will soon wash the ground with the spirit of destroying the world. But that doesn't match his campaign to rally the race.

Luo Yin believes that this is more likely to be a means of coercion. The entire Honduras has become Li Wuyue's bargaining chip. Once the wind king felt that nothing could be done, he would light the fuse and drag everyone to the funeral.

The flocks of birds formed a hunting army, and they attacked the invaders without fear of death. Luo Yin swung his sword to kill with an expression on his face.

[Dragon subspecies

bird

Lineage: c+ to b+

gregarious creatures

Remarks: It used to be a human with extremely thin dragon genes]

These ominous creatures with human faces and bird bodies were once humans.

But not anymore. Luo Yin waved out Tian Cong Yun without hesitation and cut off their heads.

These things are not deadpool in a special form, nor are they mimetic creatures like human-faced spiders. They are a new species transformed from humans, a new dragon subspecies.

Lost humanity and gained dragon blood. Moreover, these birds have the ability to reproduce and are independent new species.

Luo Yin didn't plan to tell other people this fact, he was about to vomit.

Transform the genes of the creatures, join the dragon bloodline the day after tomorrow, and reshape the life form. This is simply the power of God, but the created creation is in the form of the devil.

What secret is Li Wuyue hiding, how could he have this ability.

The flock of slaughtered wild birds panicked and tried to escape, but the ferrets screeched to drive them away, driving the swarms to continue their attack.

The sickle ferrets that have been placed in the sky have already built their nests in various places. Because there is not much demand for food, the number of breeding is extremely exaggerated. Itachi was the supervisor and investigator chosen by Li Wuyue.

"Hello! Punch you!"

A sickle itachi said hello to his own clan, and his strong claw blade greeted his opponent's long neck.

"nicetomeetyou! yousonofabi*ch!"

Another ferret suddenly "reverses the water" and spit fragrance towards the mouth of the same clan.

The Queen of Kama Itachi, who was in command of the children, discovered that there were some special Kama Itachi who were stronger and good at foreign languages ​​in her group.

The sharp wind blade swept across the two cervical vertebrae of Nine-headed Kama Itachi, severing her dark golden bones. The second Nine-Headed Itachi hugged her tightly, tighter and tighter, until it crushed her bones.

"The Samaritans wish you good health."

The dealer ended the life of the kin.

"It's a good study. When this group of Kama Itachi taught, some strange audio may have been mixed in."

Luo Yin scratched his head, he should be broadcasting news from all over the world...

Heavy trucks drove through the gates of Nibelungen, and swarms of Roche Enterprise Kasamata flew out of it, hunting down the weak-hearted under the command of the croupier.

"Search for all the Kama Itachi in the city, and I will give you what can be collected."

Luo Yin patted the dealer's nine heads and gave him instructions. This dealer, who has undergone many transformations and is fully armed with alchemy items, is the strongest Kama Itachi in the world.

The croupier shuddered at the dangerous gaze of Yemengarde, and hurriedly took his corps of bones and birds on the road.

"How is this going?"

How did the toy made by Lord Yemengade end up in the hands of this bastard.

"I voluntarily abandoned the dark and turned to the light, and surrendered to my extraordinary personality charm."

Luo Yin hummed a little tune, and kicked Northwest Wind's leg bone with a kick.

The body of the southeast wind hit a deep pit on the road surface, and the flesh and blood gradually had a Maillard reaction in the high temperature.

The northwest wind had his wings cut off, his abdomen was blown to a **** mess, and he was about to return to the west.

"Save your stamina, don't hit too hard."

"It's not your problem."

Luo Yin shrugged helplessly. After all, he is not a first-generation species like Constantine, and he can't waste the precious "transformation" time here.

The last heavy truck drove into Nibelungen, and Xia Mi waved the door shut.

"Your mecha has arrived. So are ours.

Speaking of which, Lao Kang, do you know what's over there? "

Luo Yin pointed to the center of the birth of Pedro Sula.

Above the city, there is nothing on the surface, but there is actually a spiritual realm that is extremely powerful.

It is wider, nobler and more powerful than the realm of the first generation. And only the living body can form the spiritual realm.

"I'm not sure. It's something to cut off anyway."

Constantine put away his anger, his eyes were a little erratic. That is the breath of the world tree.

But the world tree has long since withered. If the tree hadn't withered, Samson wouldn't have died.

That was a long, long time ago.

The elder brother died in battle, cocooning into a deep sleep. He and a seriously wounded Samson evacuated the North Pole with the last of their tribe.

Samson was so badly wounded that it was difficult to breathe, and his proud dragon body was nearly destroyed in the war.

Constantine persuaded Samson to cocoonize, abandon the broken body and start over. Samson told him that he could no longer cocoon.

Obviously, Samson's bloodline is more noble than some princes, but he can't get the inspiration of the tree, and his soul is locked in the destroyed dragon body.

Not only Samson, but the vast majority of ethnic groups lost their ability to cocoon. They can only rely on the spirit of words to enter a hibernation-like state, slowly heal the wounds of the body, and slow down the speed of aging.

All races age inexorably, but the most powerful ancient dragons are the first to die of old age.

Samson, who had unparalleled power, was also tortured by old age, but refused to die because of his loyalty.

Finally, when he was too old for Constantine to recognize the mighty warrior he once was, Samson cast himself a majestic bronze mask.

Through the endless years, Constantine has given up any unrealistic hopes. There must be something wrong with this "world tree" that is inspiring him.

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"Apeliotes and Skyron are dying. But there's nothing they can do. They're not on the same level as their opponents."

In the cathedral, the diminutive old man lost the information of the ferrets, and they were all crushed.

His spine was severely curved, making him only a little higher than the bench, and the cracked skin seemed to shatter in the next second.

"Aiolos, no matter how powerful he is, he is nothing but a loser. Even Norton is no match for the king. What should the weakest dragon king have to worry about?"

"Oros, you are always so arrogant, but you don't have the strength to match it."

The incarnation of Dongfeng, Oros, this tall and burly dragon, has a large area of ​​burns on the back, and the bones are deep.

"Oros, you were injured like this by an aging human, and you didn't find the transmitter on your body. I suspect that you may not be enough to help your majesty."

The extremely old Aiolos released the terrifying dragon power, making Oros unable to refute for a while.

Aiolos is an ancient dragon, the next generation of ancient dragons. He relied on the spirit of words to continue his life to this day, and finally waited for Li Wuyue's call.

The so-called ancient dragons generally refer to the first batch of dragons who fought with the monarchs in the era when the four monarchs were born soon. At that time, the fiefdoms of the four monarchs had not yet been divided.

Ancient dragons enjoy the blessing of the monarch, and some are even directly reproduced by the monarch.

When it comes to the nobility of the bloodline, only the lucky guy Hermes (Lin Fenglong) in the Fenglong bloodline can compare with Aiolos.

Hermes is a rare next-generation species that has not lost its cocooning ability, which is why she can accompany Li Wuyue all year round.

"The blazing flames are extinguished first, and the birds closest to the sun are the first to fall. Falling is the destiny of the Fire Dragon Clan. Although they are powerful, they cannot compete with fate.

Oros, there is no time for you to heal the dragon body now. I think you are worthless in this war. "

Oros didn't answer in words, but let the dragon's blood boil, and the dragon's scale bone spurs pierced the skin in an instant. An aging ancient dragon also dared to be so arrogant.

The blue-black dragon claws pierced through Oros' heart at extreme speed, and then pinched his spine.

Both sides started time zero, but unfortunately his speed multiple was completely suppressed by the other side, and he couldn't even make a decent counterattack.

"North Wind incarnates Boares. He is the most powerful of you. Only he has the ability to assist the king. I chose him."

The dragon's claw was restored to a pure and slender palm, and it was drawn from Oros' chest stained with blood.

His countenance was neither male nor female, with a strangely neutral beauty like that of an angel. Dragons do not need gender in essence, and the Supreme is the father and mother of all dragons.

"Boares! You?"

"You're right. Kaijas, Livas, and our beloved compatriots, Zephyros and Notos, have become my food."

The dying dragon's eyes were full of confusion and betrayal.

He actually did not die on the battlefield, but was killed by his fellow clan before the war.

"You are the last. From now on, I am the only Greek wind god.

Aiolos convinced me. The reason we had so many compatriots was because our fiefs were so vast at that time. But what about now?

We don't have any place to live anymore. The world is still so vast, and the sky is as boundless as in ancient times, but it belongs to my family, and there is not much left.

Continue to emphasize those titles, my brother, don't you feel that sadness and irony? "

The dying Oros heard the sad words of Boares and suddenly understood the problem.

When the remaining ethnic groups in the world are getting fewer and fewer, and the most powerful wind dragon is withering day by day, there has been a subtle change in his mentality.

He is obviously a proud dragon, but like a human, he succumbs to loneliness, to blood grief, and unconsciously begins to hug together for warmth.

"Eat me."

Boares did not hesitate, violently broke the necks of his compatriots, and the keel of spiritual strength slowly formed in the corpse of Oros.

Sadness, rage, loneliness. The devotion of dragons, or sacrifice, is always such a contradictory process.

"This is the last piece of the puzzle. From now on, you are no longer Boares of the North Wind, but the perfect Anemie! Only with such a posture can you be qualified to become His Majesty's servant!"

"Aiolos, you'd better be as strong as you promised. Otherwise, I'll regret not devouring every inch of your flesh."

The bloodline is completed in the phagocytosis, the genes generate a new sequence in the collision, and the power is sublimated.

In the era of the withering of the dragon family, for the first time in thousands of years, a new next-generation species was born.

"Anemii~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You will not regret it. As long as we help the monarch to protect this land, let the withered world tree flourish here again, and our era will return again.

We will be stronger than ever. On this inconspicuous piece of land, a dragon city more magnificent than the palace of the Black King and the White King will be built.

The most important thing is that we will be able to return to the arms of the World Tree and regain eternal life. "

Such high-level dragons never thought that they would experience the sense of despair that only humans and beasts have. A noble species that once lived forever, suddenly lost its immortal soul, and its spirit was trapped in a decaying body, marching inexorably toward death.

Witnessing the withering of the race with my own eyes, the living space is slowly compressed, but I can only hibernate for a long time due to physical limitations.

Every time they wake up, the world turns upside down and becomes even stranger to them.

They cannot accept this world. Only by destroying it completely and rebuilding the former world.

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