I am not a half-breed who masters the Eight Wonders

The ancient language sounded, and a black flame ignited on Murasame's blade, and then quickly spread to the entire air barrier.

Accompanied by the sound of crackling and burning, Murasame tore through the impenetrable air barrier, and then slashed down, taking the head of the god!

Kungunir, who was about to throw it, had to retract it again, blocking the sharp blade that was coming down from the side.

The young man smiled and said, "It's not over yet, respected king of gods."

"Old Tang!"

"Got it!"

Following Gu Bei's order, fiery flames spewed out from Odin's side and rear. Odin's heart tightened, and he turned around to look. At some point, a man with a happy face appeared there, with golden pupils as bright as On par with Odin.

"Norton!? When!?"

Could it be that they have teamed up?Norton and Yemengard got them?

There was a hint of disbelief under Odin's iron face, and he didn't know how many years he hadn't felt this way.

No, he never had such emotions, it was just the emotions of this "container" that made him mistakenly think that his emotions had fluctuated.

Odin forcibly controlled his body's reaction, and then patted Sleipnir.

The eight-legged horse snorted and then neighed.

Accompanied by the cry of the divine horse, the wind blew away the endless dust around Odin, and Chu Zihang was also expelled from the domain.

Yanling · Dust-free land!

Gu Bei frowned. Although he had long thought that this eight-legged horse was unlikely to be an ordinary horse, it should be the same as the sable that was captured in Changbai Mountain, it was a mixed race, but he didn't expect that this horse had a word Spirit! ?

However, his arrangements are more than that.

The fire was extinguished, and Odin looked at the three dragons in front of him, and he already had the idea of ​​retreating.

Although he is one of the pinnacles of the Dragon King's fighting power, he still can't stand the siege of so many people. Let alone Ye Mengjia who made up the numbers, Fenrir alone is not easy to deal with, plus Norton who is not weak.

And the "container" just now, his black fire has a smell of speech, but it doesn't look like a pure speech, it's very weird.

And there is a strange "mortal" next to him. Although this guy just tried it out and hasn't really done it yet, he does have a dangerous smell on him.

Odin believed in his own feelings, and the feeling of the Dragon King was not an ordinary feeling. To some extent, he could even perceive the future, so he had to believe it.

Although this body is not his own, it is not easy to cultivate a useful "container", and after so many years, he has only accumulated two usable ones.

It's not worth losing one here.

As if sensing his master's retreat, Sleipnir moved his horse's hooves restlessly, leaving small pits on the ground.

But Odin wants to leave, probably not that simple.

Looking around, the four of Chu, Gu, Tang and Xia formed a circle at some point, trapping Odin in the middle, and the gap in the space glowing with white light was moved far away by Xia Mi with the authority of the Nibelungen. The sickle weasel and the skeleton are intercepting the pale deadpool pouring out of it.

Old Tang stood where he was, with Longwei pouring out from his body. I don't know when he had completed the transformation from Old Tang to Norton, and the golden light in his pupils was even higher, as if he was going to burn a fire on Odin. Hole comes.

With Gu Bei present, Old Tang believed that Norton would not mess around, so he simply threw his body to him.

Chu Zihang clasped his hands horizontally, and the point of the knife pointed straight at Odin, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at the girl who spread the dragon wings aside.

Xia Mi naturally also felt Chu Zihang's eyes, but compared to the surprise of the little lover who came to save her, she only felt that the minds of those present were a little bit out of control, otherwise they would not be in danger, so she was not angry He gave Chu Zihang a supercilious look.

The straight man didn't understand what it meant, and touched his nose guiltily.

Norton is a younger brother, so he didn't feel it at all, but Gu Bei couldn't do it. Gu Bei, whose girlfriend wasn't around, saw the two people's flirtatious interaction, and his teeth ached, and he said sourly: "Brother, you can go back and continue flirting. We There's a war going on right now."

Xia Mi: ...

Chu Zihang: ...

Odin: ...You guys don't think much of me.

Gu Bei turned his head to look at Odin, and he smiled coldly: "Respected Lord King of the Gods, little mortal, please..."

"... to die!"

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It was the same empty theater.

The big screen flickered, playing new plays.

"The god wearing the iron mask sits on the eight-legged god horse, and countless black shadows surround the eight-legged horse's feet, making the god on the horseback as terrifying as the god of death.

The god held a gun in his hand. The shape of the gun was like a branch that was broken off from an ancient tree, and it was equipped with an extremely simple gun head. With some kind of terrible golden light.

The light on the surface of the dead branches rises and falls like breathing.

If a god is like a god of death, and the spear made of a dead branch in his hand is another god of death, the dead branch seems to be alive, but it contains the most profound idea of ​​"death".

Opposite the god is a young man with a stern face. The horizontal knife in his hand does not seem to be used for fighting, but more like a sacrificial knife.

Imperial Sword·Murasame.

The boy runs, dashes forward, accelerates.

The light of the knife streaked across countless black shadows, and the black shadows fell into one piece like wheat in the field.

Now, the boy is the god of death, and the weapon in his hand is a sickle for harvesting life.

Large swaths of black shadows fell down, forming a ladder under the young man's feet. The young man climbed up the stairs, and then jumped high, slashing down at the god on the horse with the knife in his hand.

The god finally moved, he raised the long spear in his hand, shot out, and the lightning flashed.

Countless stabs in an instant, this long spear that will always hit the target in the mythology, each of its stabs has a dark golden shimmer, and the arc of light surrounds the boy, attacking his different vitals, as if Intensive meteor shower.

The young man tossed and turned in mid-air, he dodged among the meteors, spun around with a knife, and came before God!

Suddenly, blood gushed from his back, and he fell down, falling into the shadows.The "meteor" flashed by him was like a firefly flying around, hitting him from behind.

He fell, falling into countless black shadows.

The black shadow rejoiced around the boy, then lifted him up and sent him before the gods.

The god put away the long spear in his hand, took off the iron mask, and revealed a face that was [-]% like that of a boy.

That face was indifferent and hard, like the solid ice on the Siberian snow field.

The god reached out and put the mask on the boy's face. "

The boy picked up the pen again and drew a big circle on the script in his hand.

Not sure if it means passed or pending.

The fluorescent flickering screen went dark, and the huge theater also fell into boundless darkness.

The boy leaned back on the chair slowly, humming an unknown tune, and at some point there was another piece of paper in his hand, and the boy touched the paper, leaving the boy's name on the blank paper.

"Chu Zihang".

The boy thought for a while, and wrote two more words.

"Gu Bei".

It was completely dark in the theater, and the boy's murmurs echoed in the future.

"destiny……"

140. Chaos Gold Watchman

"Little mortal, please die!"

As soon as Gu Bei finished speaking, several dazzling golden lights lit up in the tunnel at the same time.

Chu Zihang, Old Tang, Fenrir, Xia Mi.

A high-ranking mixed race and three dragon kings mobilized the "spirits" in the surrounding air at the same time, and the powerful elements flowed out of the Nibelungen, making the capital, which was originally not so good, even more rainy, like a Like a flood.

It should not have been such a heavy rain in the capital for many years.

However, the current situation in the capital has no effect on the few people in the Nibelungen. Four pairs of golden vertical pupils stared at Odin in the center of the encirclement, and then Ling Ling made a move.

Old Tang was the first to finish singing the spirit of words, no, he should be called Norton at this time.

As the character with the oldest experience and one of the best strengths in the field, although Norton's strength is not at its peak, he can say that he has a good command of the speech spirit. For Norton, there are very few speech spirits that need to be shaken forward to activate. However, it was impossible for a speech spirit of that level to cause harm to Odin in front of him, and Norton knew this very well.

So he chose a word spirit that could hurt Odin.

A word spirit that is a heavy burden even for him.

Sequence No. 114 Candle Dragon!

Even the King of Bronze and Fire can't completely control it, a god-level speech spirit in the true sense.

The releaser needs to meditate and chant for a long time to ignite all the fire elements in the surrounding environment. This is the ultimate skill to master the fire element, just like a master playing with a delicate lighter in his hand, but the flame of that lighter is like It's the dragon's breath.

Pure violence of fire can burn a city or dry up a river, and even detonate underground magma, causing mountains to spurt. Once used, it will inevitably trigger a large-scale elemental storm, causing a terrifying catastrophe.

At present, there is only one recorded use record, and it was when Norton used this word spirit to destroy Baidi City in one fell swoop.

If it weren't for the fact that Jilong was located in the Nibelungen, the king of the earth and mountains, Norton would not dare to use such a powerful language.

Its discoverer, Nicholas Flamel, obtained an ancient book from the East from some unknown source, and learned of the mythical creature "Candle Dragon", and then named this word spirit after this creature.

According to Nicole Flamel, it is the incarnation of the sun, the fire that ignites the world.

Its fire light is no longer red, but dazzling white, just like the center of the sun, continuously emitting light and heat while flying towards Odin.

But even Candle Dragon may not be the strongest among the attacks present.

The candle dragon burst out, and then encountered a violent wind halfway, the pure white flame was swept by the strong wind, and intertwined with another black flame.

That was Chu Zihang's black Junyan. Although it was still Junyan, it was fundamentally different.

Originally, Gu Bei wanted to rename this speech spirit Hei Wang, but Chu Zihang rejected the proposal with [-] points, and after some discussions, the speech spirit was named Heiyan.

Gu Bei felt that he was not domineering at all, but Chu Zihang expressed his satisfaction.

Just don't call it the Black King.

In terms of ostentation, Black Flame's special effect should be the most powerful skill on the field, but in terms of lethality, Black Flame is much stronger than Candle Dragon.

After all, although the Candle Dragon is great, its main focus is its destructive power. After the Candle Dragon crosses the border, not only will there be no living things, but even the dead things will probably be burned away.

But the black flame is different, this kind of burning characteristics for life forms, in terms of lethality, it outperforms the Candle Dragon.

Odin may be able to resist Candle Dragon, but there is absolutely no way to resist Black Flame. After all, this thing is dead if it touches it, and it will burn you to a cripple, which is very fierce.