Repugnant Gateway

Chapter 922: Metamorphosis!

People in the world have an inherent awe of the dragon. But after all, people have never seen a dragon, but only worship the legendary supreme existence. And that day when the dome changed suddenly, people saw the huge giant purple electric dragon everywhere in this world.

At this moment, the huge dragon head was facing Anzheng, and Anzheng stood proudly, watching the dragon roaring from the sky.

"bring it on!"

That's the fighting intent, the fighting indelible.

The dragon roared towards Anzheng, followed by a breath of dragon breath. It was a dragon breath that surpassed all the flames in the world, and even the purple fire cultivated by the true medical powerhouse was not vulnerable to this dragon breath. Even though Anzheng's flesh is strong, he can't stop this heavenly prestige that can melt everything.

In the dragon's breath, An Zheng's body seemed to be getting smaller and smaller, and he was burned down little by little.

At this moment, An Zheng's heart suddenly burst into flames, a dazzling purple flame. That's the heart of peace, his fighting spirit, his unyielding. It is he who wants to turn the courage of all injustices and sins in this world, it is his awe-inspiring righteousness between heaven and earth!

The fire quickly burned Anzheng's entire body, and the flames burst into the sky. In the Dragon's Breath, An Zheng's heart seemed so small, but he was not knocked down.

"If you represent Heavenly Dao, I only ask ... Heaven is fair?"

Anzheng raised an incomplete arm and pointed at the dragon ’s face: "Since Heaven ’s Dao is unfair, what kind of face exists in the world with the power of Heaven ’s Dao? I ’m not a Heavenly Dao. I also know how to punish sins. I do n’t think you ’re going to exist on this day, let me do it! ”

With a roar, Anzheng's body rose into the air in the dragon's breath. The dragon has not yet launched a real attack on him, but Anzheng first challenged the dragon.

"The heaven is unfair, I am heaven!"

An Zheng's body suddenly changed into a sharp sword.

Suddenly, the artifacts of the purple artifacts that were melted by the purple electric dragon appeared next to Anzheng. Broken Army Sword, Inverse Scale Divine Armor, Nine Nether Demon Bell, Heavenly Sword, Heavenly Sword, Heavenly Sword ... These purple artifact artifacts circle around Anzheng ’s body, seeming to follow the general in death The warrior who launched his last charge towards a powerful enemy on the battlefield.

An Zheng turned his sword into his body, and the spirits of the purple artifacts coiled into the long sword transformed by An Zheng.

On the sky of hell, one sword to one dragon.

The Zidian Long seemed to be angered by being provoked, and with a roar, he rushed towards the sword.

Far away, the evil spirit judge who was rushing to Elysium turned back, and he saw a scene that he would never forget. Above the sky dome, a giant dragon swooped down, and above the earth, a purple sword went up against the sky!

Long Yin sword name, resounded all over the world.

boom!

Where the dragon collided with the sword, the space oscillated a little at first, followed by an aperture that extended unscrupulously from the collision to the four sides. The evil spirit magistrate was originally far away from the magistrate's palace, but was swept away by the light that covered him. The light seemed to cover the entire hell, and the place passed was like a hurricane crossing.

The strength of the evil spirit judges has been overturned, not to mention the ordinary ghosts.

After the violent light disappeared, it seemed that the sky and earth suddenly dimmed. The huge Magistrate's Hall was razed to the ground, and the hurricane sent the dust far away, leaving only a large piece of stone on the ground, and no dust at all. It took a long time before the dark feeling disappeared, and my eyes recovered. In fact, it wasn't dark, but it was too bright before and caused eye problems.

When the light dissipated, when the peace came, a ghost like a bronze tripod turned himself into a ghost to make the black prisoner come out of it, and his face was white like paper.

He hid in the bronze tripod and could not see anything, but felt that his strongest weapon might collapse next second. By the time he came out, the bronze tripod had been crushed by countless large stones.

The magistrate's palace, the king's palace, was completely razed to the ground.

And this is not the most terrifying thing. The ghost-monitored black jail doesn't dare to recall what he just heard. He didn't dare to go out hiding in the bronze tripod, there was a violent wind outside, but there was a sound that pierced his eardrum even if he didn't want to listen. It was the sound of a fierce battle, Long Yin and Jian Ming, one sound, as if it could cut his bones. Nothing happened to him, but he clearly felt his bones hurt like a saw.

The saw was pulled back and forth across the bone, yell, yeah, yeah ... the sound was in his ear, and he couldn't shake it away.

He vaguely heard someone talking, the voice was dull and majestic. It seems to be blaming something, saying who touched the rules of heaven, so who should be removed. However, the man was not convinced and dared to challenge Tianwei.

The ghost made the black prisoner shake his head vigorously and looked around, as if everything had passed.

He took a long breath and fell to the ground, breathing against the big rock. But the back just got up and sighed, and the back was burnt directly. He was startled. He didn't feel the temperature on the stone. How could it be so hot? Then the ghost made the black prisoner react suddenly. It was not that the stone was not hot, but that in the previous war, although he kept himself with a magic weapon, he was still affected and he lost his feeling?

The temperature around was still so high, but I couldn't feel it. He subconsciously looked down at his skin, and corpse oil came out of his pores.

"what!"

The ghost screamed in horror at the black guard and searched like crazy for a place where he could be less afraid. Finally, he saw that half a mountain still exists in the distance, and where there is a cave vaguely visible. From afar, it looks like a moldy half of the steamed bun has been drilled by a worm. The ghost made the Black Prison rush over there frantically, and then got into the cave and took a big breath.

He unconsciously reached out and touched the stone in the cave, and he was relieved to find that his fingers hadn't changed. He hid in the fierce battle just now, thinking that the horrific scene would be all right. But now he only knows how brutal the impact on **** after this war. This mountain was once the largest mountain in hell. This stretched for thousands of miles, but at this time it was intermittent, piece by piece, like a collapsed ancient city wall.

"In the end what happened."

He trembled uncontrollably, daring not to walk out of the cave.

I don't know how long it took, and I finally came back a little bit, and then it was an unbearable pain all over my body. His skin was scorched, and after the pain came back, he was better off. He remembered that there was a big lake under the mountain. He climbed to the entrance of the cave and looked down. The lake was long gone. The dry lake bottom had cracked a shocking mouth.

At this moment, he suddenly found a burst of purple light in the distance. The ghost made the black guard lean over carefully, hiding behind a big rock to peek. In the crack of the mountain cliff, there are nine pagoda-like things surrounding it, forming a light curtain. In the light curtain, the man named Chen Zhongqi lay on the ground as if he had lost consciousness.

Among the nine pagodas, Chen Zhongqi was surrounded by several swords with purple lights, exuding dazzling light.

"Purple Artifact!"

The ghost made the black jail's eyes bright, which was a great thing for him. He was no longer afraid, and desire occupied his entire brain. He rushed over frantically, wanting to take all those purple artifacts as his own.

Then he saw the Chen Zhongqi lying there. He walked over and kicked him on the stomach.

"What can you do now?"

The ghost made the black guard laugh, as if the whole world was his own.

"Isn't that your friend awesome, isn't she going to challenge heaven? It's a joke ... I have been in **** for so many years, and I have seen how it looks like I have fallen down with so many big men. But you and your friends are the ones I saw. The most ridiculous person ever. A person actually wants to challenge Heaven. "

Chen Zhongqi woke up after coughing and struggling to sit up: "You are just a firefly, how can you know his glory. In this world, it is because there are too many people who dare not break the power, dare not break That rule, so it becomes like a walking dead. Are you mocking him here? What are you qualified to mock him? "

The ghost made the Black Prison laugh so proudly: "I am not qualified to laugh at him? I still exist, and he has vanished. He died in this hell, and he has no chance of reincarnation. I really do not understand you all What is the idea, dare to challenge is the warrior? It should be praised. Really nonsense ... that is an idiot? Touching a stone with an egg, it is also called courage, ha ha ha ha ... Thank you, let me see you That poor courage. "

"now what?"

He looked around: "He is dead, you are going to die, these treasures will be mine."

He reached out and touched the Broken Army Sword closest to him, and when he touched the Broken Army Sword, he was screamed hot, and his fingers were immediately burnt out.

"His stuff, you can touch it if you want to touch it?"

Chen Zhongqi sneered at the ghost prison black guard: "You don't even have the qualification to give him shoes."

"I killed you first!"

The ghost made the black prisoner rush and rushed towards Chen Zhongqi's face: "I'll look at it, your friend who I don't even equip him with shoes, can I save you from life!"

Snapped!

When that foot was less than a centimeter away from Chen Zhongqi's face, a hand stretched out from the side and grabbed the ankle of the ghost prisoner.

"I won't go back to life because I didn't die at all."

A figure that appeared to be formed by purple light suddenly appeared next to Chen Zhongqi. It seemed that it was not a living person at all, but a human figure formed by a group of purple light. But too dazzling, the thorny ghost made the black prisoner raise his hand unconsciously to block his eyes.

Gradually, the purple light dimmed, and the person became solid and clear.

"He was wrong in one thing. You didn't even have the qualification to lift shoes for me. I didn't need someone like you to lift shoes for me."

On the arm that An Zheng stretched out, countless purple lights turned into fibers one by one to reorganize the muscles. Skin, sweat, hair, facial features ... quickly become clear. He is no longer a light group, but a living person.

"What did you just say? You died in hell, and you are no longer eligible for reincarnation."

An Zheng laughed, a touch of pride on the corner of his mouth.

"Congratulations."

Anzheng grabbed the ghost prisoner's ankle and lifted him up. When he let go, the man flew out like a shell and slammed into the distant mountain.

"You will die forever."

An Zheng raised his head and looked at the sky, standing proudly.

"The sky will not destroy me, I will win the sky."

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