The dragon roared and roared, rising from the sound of the seven seas of tides.

Just under the sway of Afang, the dragon and thunder kept falling like whips.

The dazzling light that seemed to burn his eyes left an indelible afterimage on his eyes, and the wild light of light filled the scenes of the end of the world in hell, which lasted for a long time.

It seemed as if the gods lying above the clouds were expelled from punishment, and the whip of destruction roared and broke the defenses on the Demon Mountain again and again, leaving deep cracks on the mountains, and the smelly blood kept flowing down, forming a gorgeous waterfall in the air.

But, among the loud noises and roars, the low words kept ringing, echoing clearly next to every eardrum.

"Hey? Are you there?"

As if he was close friends, Yun Zhongjun's words were so gentle: "Why don't you speak? Do you don't like it?"

"Why do you need to huddle in your shell and pretend to be not at home?"

The dragon thunder swept across, and the destruction was descended from the roar of galloping, bringing the sublimator's questions: "Can the trash can give you a sense of security?" 2

"Why are you so shy, Demon Mountain?"

Thunder is vast, and the wild lightning is like a hammer, smashing down from the clouds, gently knocking on the sleeping heart, slowly tearing open his eyes.1

He grabbed the corner of his mouth, forced the twisted face and smiled!

"Come out and see the light quickly and make more friends."

Afang chopped down again...

The dragon thunder rose, accompanied by violent bombardment, the Demon Mountain was shaking rapidly, with difficult support.

Under the whip of thunder, he could not control his rotation, like a top, spinning hard.3

The funny and cruel scenes are now displayed in the sky, filling every pair of dull eyes.

In this way, on the entire fierce battle battlefield, the opponent in front of him was cruelly ravaged, causing the Demon Mountain to scream shrillly, and the huge rocks fell one after another, and blood surged like a spring.

Such a bizarre scene has never been seen before.

The fleeting lightning was given essence and life, and the violent dance, sweeping and descending, and continuously tearing the rapidly growing secret instruments to protect and counterattack the green fire.

Under Huai Shi's suppression, Demon Mountain had no power to fight back!

Each thunder is a destructive light that gives the dragon vein blessing, with continuous critical strikes, and each whip is a real damage that penetrates directly into the soul after tearing all the protections.

In a trance, everyone seemed to see the glorious light that once shrouded the entire Dongxia again, and the Qilin brought down the punishment of heaven from its graceful demeanor!

But he was so cruel and without leaving any room for ravage, ignoring the level gap, turning all his enemies into dust without reason, and it seemed like he was the rebirth of the mentally ill-fated man from the heavenly lineage... Thunder in the world, Ying Fangzhou!

Unfortunately, no matter which of these two is, they are the unfair nemesis of hell, the current executioner, and the abyss murderer! 1

Now, the lightning has dropped again, fighting against the meteorite thunder fire from the Sea of ​​Thunder, easily crushing all the fragile electromagnetics generated from the hell precipitation and smashing the body of the Demon Mountain!

Another crack that penetrated appeared from the sank and cracked right eye of the Demon Mountain.

As if you were to insert the red wire into the skull, you would advance coldly until the Demon Mountain, which endured humiliation and burdened, could no longer control the madness in your heart.1

"Ahhhhh, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!!"

The blurry face on the mountain opened its mouth and roared shrillly.

It's already full of blood.

But before I knew it, Huai Shi, who was already "very close to her", showed a hungry and crazy smile on her broken face.

Sixteen kilometers!

Finally, with all the artillery fire attacks in the present situation, approaching this distance...

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The moment he was shrouded in lightning, he laughed hoarsely: "With my rebirth, the abyss of eternity, I will offer you eternal destruction and death!"

This time, under the tearing of that "slim" lightning, the whole face actually broke and shattered. No, not only the face, but even the countless rocks that made up his body were rapidly collapsing, disintegrating and collapsed.

Finally, what was sprayed out from the deep rift valleys was the viscous rotten plasma. After falling off the rocks, it actually pulled out thick and strange textures, fascia and nerves.1

It collided and then exploded like a meteorite filled with endless pieces of flesh and blood inside!

When countless soft and viscous flesh and blood quickly hardened in the wind and tore the insignificant shell, they formed winding scarlet limbs.

Pointing to the sky, stabbing to the earth, and spreading to all directions.

Cover the formation of the sky behind Huai Shi!

"Yes, that's right, that's it!"

At the end of the sea of ​​blood, a loud and violent laughter sounded. Sheng Changqing danced and vented his joy and pride, laughing to the sky.

"Haha, how, how?!"

He grabbed the pale face next to him like a zombie and showed off excitedly: "Look, my destructive ruling hub is simply invincible in the world hahahaha!"

Xuan Gong's Silence.1

Over the long period of time, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the eye-catching thing: "After so many years, your aesthetic... is still so hard to describe.

In this way... can't you change it?"

"What do you know?!" Sheng Changqing retorted angrily: "Big, it is good, it is beautiful! Big and it is too much, it is good and beautiful!" 3

“…maybe.”

Xuan Daoqing's eyes twitched twice, and he sighed helplessly: "It would be better if it weren't for this kind of tentacle."

At this moment, right in front of Huai Shi, with the disguise of the Demon Mountain and the explosion of the shell, the real posture under the rock was revealed.

Countless flesh and blood entangled with each other, and the distorted growth was like a scarlet dandelion, and millions of thick tentacles were waving and extending into the distance.1

Just as the rampant laughter of Demon Mountain was heard, dozens of thick tentacles suddenly entangled in one place, woven into a ring, aiming at the sky covered by layers of armor and matrices in the distance.

In the void, the sound of bloody tides emanated from the sea of ​​vain.

The darkness unfolded, and in the blurred boiling sound, the sticky sound kept ringing. After a moment, it formed a roar like a waterfall running.

That is...a flesh and blood that has been constantly ejecting like a waterfall.

Like hundreds of strange crawlers entangled with arms, like worms made up of mixed eyes, ears, mouth and nose, distorted apes without skin and muscles, rocks with internal organs, strange birds with fangs all over their bodies, and even various strange things...1

I don’t know how many hells I have to search to piece together so many distortions, nor do I know how much life and food I have to waste to raise them to such a scale.

But now, those waste products that failed to transform and verify the spiritual ideas of Shengchangqing have already sprayed out of the ring endlessly like vomit, crawling over the outer layer of the sky, and destroying madly.

What you can see is the thrilling scene of bone white and flesh intertwined.

And right in front of Huai Shi, after the change, the Demon Mountain stretched out its body, and its mouth spread out from the end of its tentacles, and sharp laughter spread!

This made Huai Shi's expression change suddenly.

Because his cycle suddenly collapsed in front of the Demon Mountain.

Like a sand castle in a storm.

Endless spore-like flesh floated in the air, and in the broken flesh, faces filled with joy and fanaticism appeared, either beautiful, ugly, handsome, or hideous.

Every illusory face is looking at Huai Shi, opening her mouth and singing intoxicatedly:

"Ah, ah, what a handsome young man... he really looks like a god."

"My heart is already moved by him!"

"Cheer, cheer, cheer for defeating the demon!"

Gu Xiao

"You are more glorious than angels, and you are more brilliant than the stars in the sky!"

At this moment, the girl's laughter and the hymns of countless people did not make people feel any relief. Huai Shi could only hear countless noises, which were suddenly mixed in her unified rhythm and rhythm.

This resonance quickly collapsed, and from the bottom, it began to destroy his cycle foundation.

The close connection between Tianque and Guixu quickly broke down.

Nearly, difficult to control.

When the massive supply of source quality is lost, the lightning no longer...

Now, in the noisy and strange singing, the true body of the Demon Mountain slowly rose from the flesh and blood, no longer as cold as before, but under the cover of scarlet color renderings and countless tentacles, it became even more strange.

Such a mocking laughter and looking down at Huai Shi's appearance.

Appreciating Huai Shi's smile gradually disappears.

And, the haze slowly rising from the pupils.

But with that expression, it seems that something is wrong.

It’s not confusion or anxiety, nor any fear, but some kind of...understanding enlightenment.1

It seemed like I suddenly understood something.

Through the observation of source quality, Huai Shi finally saw the remaining pages compiled between the flesh and blood of the Demon Mountain, the ancient music scores and lines flowed and distorted in pain.

Records of events that once belonged to the kingdom of heaven!

A opera that has passed down from generation to generation
To be continued...