A golden dragon appeared in the night sky. A dragon roar broke through the night sky. A dragon breath crushed the entire grassland.

Countless monsters were obedient to the ground, trembling and dared not move. Even the most powerful and proudest Fangshan beasts were the same. Any monsters who tried to look up and looked at them would burst into blood in the next moment. As for the dragon snakes who survived by chance in the battle, they twitched all over in fear, as if they would grind themselves into flesh at any time to commit suicide to show their piety.

Because this is a dragon, a truly supreme existence that is more advanced than the Golden-winged Roc, is already almost a god.

The divine fire in the golden-winged roc's eyes was still violent but strangely silent. It looked at the golden dragon flying from the tomb and exuded a strong fighting spirit. It was born from the light, how could it be afraid of the dazzling light? Its life is used to challenge the authority of the dragon and the phoenix, how could it be afraid of the pressure emitted by the golden dragon, and... Is it a real dragon when thousands of swords come to a dragon?

A violent roar echoed through the sky, and the golden-winged roc roared towards the tomb and broke through the sky. The sky of the entire grassland was shaken and deformed. As it poked its claws, the ground of the grassland that had been dozens of miles seemed to be grabbed by it. It wanted to use the claws that tear the sky and the earth to directly pierce the golden dragon's dragon's head.

The golden dragon condensed by thousands of swords broke through the sky, with its eyes indifferent, arrogant and cold. The dragon's beards fluttered, pulling all the lightning in the sky into pieces. With supreme pressure and light, but what is amazing is that its dragon breath has a deep chill. In just an instant, heavy snow fell in the sky around the tomb.

At that moment, the divine fire in the eyes of the golden-winged roc suddenly swayed, because the extreme coldness came from the dragon's breath, and because it suddenly discovered a shocking fact - this dragon composed of ten thousand swords was actually a real dragon. What's even more terrifying is that this sword dragon actually carries two dragon-powered golden dragons and the Xuanfrost dragon dragon, the most powerful, noble, sacred, and the most incompatible two giant dragons in the dragon clan, and was perfectly unified in this sword dragon.

At this moment, this dragon composed of ten thousand swords is actually more powerful than the golden dragon and the black frost dragon

The golden dragon and the golden-winged roc meet in the sky and meet in the blizzard

An angry and unwilling cry and an angry whine sounded in the sky

The golden-winged roc's right claw shattered instantly, and the huge shadow cast in the sky was a giant dragon transformed by thousands of swords tore open a crack.

A terrifying wound was also torn open by Dapeng's claws.

Thousands of lights shook and restlessly, the blood of the golden-winged roc flowed wildly, turning into golden jade slurry and falling on the grassland ground, burning violently, burning thousands of monsters to death, and then turning into hurricanes, raging everywhere, stirring up countless soil.

Blizzards and fire danced wildly between heaven and earth, intertwined.

The gold roared and continued to rush towards the golden-winged roc. The dragon's mouth widened, as if it was about to swallow the whole world into its belly.

There was a loud bang

The golden light in the sky was shattered, and the night suddenly disappeared.

The grassland in front of the mausoleum sank down one layer, dozens of miles in radius and ten feet deep.

Countless monsters died in it.

The grass and stones were broken.

Even the cliff rocks at the highest point of the mausoleum collapsed several pieces and rolled into the grassland with the sound of thunder. There were the sound of airflow tearing, the squeaking sounds of space struggling to support, the violent hedge of divine power everywhere, the screams of monsters everywhere, until a violent dragon roar finally sounded

The dragon roar was so clear and distant, as if it came from ancient times, and as if it was a new life, extremely proud and domineering.

Ten thousand swords become dragons, devour the world, and eat the golden-winged roc

I don’t know how long it took, the blizzard gradually became thinner, the snowflakes slowly fell, and the violent sounds gradually disappeared, and the grassland finally returned to some silence. Tens of thousands of monsters who survived looked up with fear and anxiety, and saw that the sky was clear and clear. Although there were snow, there were no snow clouds. The shadow that had covered the sky for a long time was gone.

A very small black dot fell from the sky like a fallen leaf. After a long time, the black dot fell to the ground and made a slight sound, which was extremely difficult to detect compared to the violent riots during the previous war.

It was Nanke who fell from the sky to the ground. She fell heavily to the ground and spewed out a lot of blood. The place where she fell was before the tomb, right at the beginning of the Shinto

Chen Changsheng looked at her, not deliberately, but naturally he was condescending.

He knew that after defeating the golden-winged roc, Wan Jian was already broken and exhausted, but some things always need to be finished.

He raised his arm, pointed at Nanke under the Shinto, and silently said in his heart.

The sky above the tomb suddenly became brighter again. Under the guidance of the dagger, thousands of swords turned down and stabbed Nanke.

It's still a one-stop, but the color is a little lighter than the previous moment.

The demon generals stood in front of Nan Ke, looked at each other, and saw the determination and apologies in each other's eyes. In fact, when the sword pool appeared in the world and Wan Jian was flying around Chen Changsheng, they looked at each other, and there was only a sorry and apology in their eyes at that moment. At that moment, they vaguely knew that the military advisor's plan for Zhou Yuan had completely failed. No matter how powerful the military advisor could calculate, no matter how powerful His Highness Nan Ke was, no matter what means he was hiding, he could not deal with the endless adventures of this human boy.

It is not a crime of war, it is fate.

They think Chen Changsheng's life is too good.

When they look at each other, they will have a firm eye because at this moment, they must break through the realm. Only by restoring to their true strength can they find a first-line opportunity, but in Zhouyuan, once they recover from their realm, it means death.

Ten thousand swords are like dragons, coming from the sky to the ground.

They stood in front of Nanke, and their aura increased sharply, and instantly became extremely terrifying, like a real mountain.

This is the strength of Juxing Peak. Although they are not called this in Xue Laocheng.

Black armor covered them. From this moment on, they were no longer ordinary middle-aged couples. They were no longer Teng Xiaoming and Liu Wan'er, but Twenty-three and Twenty-four demon generals.

Ten thousand swords have arrived and slashed towards the Nanke.

The demon generals and his wife stood in front of Nanke.

The dragon's head gushed with dragon breath, bringing endless light.

In this light, you can't see anything or pictures, you can only hear sounds.

Countless dense hissing sounds, which are the sounds of swords and armor, iron rods, and iron pots rubbing and cutting.

The so-called dragon breath is the sharp intention of the sword.

I don't know how long it took, but the golden dragon let out a meaningful roar, completed the attack, and turned toward the tomb.

Teng Xiaoming and Liu Wan'er stood in front of Nanke and looked at each other quietly.

The black armor on their bodies was broken, and their tough bodies were covered with sword marks.

Teng Novel looked at her calmly and said, "Sorry, I can't accompany you back to your hometown to farm and watch the sunset."

Liu Wan'er said: "It's me who should be sorry. If it weren't for me, we should be on the front line at this time, rather than being killed by a dragon inexplicably like now."

Teng Xiaoming didn't say anything.

Liu Wan'er said: "The sunset in my hometown is much better than the sun here, but I will always get tired of it after watching it for a long time."

Teng Xiaoming said: "Yes, the picture of the ten thousand swords turning into dragons was very good."

While speaking, several thunders descended from the sky.

In order to block Wan Jian Chenglong's violent attack for Nan Ke, the demon generals and his wife also raised their realm to the peak of Star Gathering. The rules in Zhouyuan generated a sense of induction and naturally began to attack. They did not avoid it because they were already dead. In order to block Wan Jian Chenglong, they were destined to die using the method of understanding the body.

The sky thunder kept falling, which seemed a little stupid.

Wan Jian returned to the tomb, and in the light, Chen Changsheng reached out to hold the short sword.

But the Wanjian did not disperse, but continued to rush towards him, as if he was going to kill him.

Countless swords roared out and arrived continuously.

He closed his eyes subconsciously.

After a moment, the sword roar disappeared and it was quiet.

He opened his eyes and the thousands of swords were gone.

Only the dagger was still held in his hand.

(Thank you for suppressing the impulse and anger of wanting to see the following plot two days ago and not scolding me. Old readers know that when I write orgasm, I have always been used to finishing it in one go. I am more anxious than readers and want to make that picture. But now it is not as good as before. Oil, salt, tea, rice, sauce, and vinegar tea, especially the year is approaching. I have to make a lot of preparations. I am a middle-aged man, and I can't do it. At this point, the first climax of Zhouyuan ends here, and the second climax will begin tomorrow. One wave after another is my self-requirement in this segment last year. I like many pictures in this battle, and there is not much newness, but it is really magnificent, such as the scene of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One, before

Someone must have written it, but when I wrote it, I still thought it was very handsome. I just asked that I must return to peace in the end. As for the story of the Demon General couple, it was actually a bit jumping, but I thought about it for a long time and couldn't bear to delete it, because when I first wrote it, I planned to put some pens and ink on them and admire life. Even if they like to eat human flesh, this is their life. I would like to say a few more words, and I feel a little emotional. It's getting more and more difficult to be a character in a novel now. Of course, it is still a matter of your own level. Tomorrow is Monday. Please vote for recommendations. In addition, it is free works of Golden Keyboard. Please vote for everyone. Thank you.)
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