Way of Choices

A golden dragon appeared in the night sky. A long roar broke the night sky. A breath of dragon crushed the whole grassland.

Countless monster beasts obey the ground, trembling and daring not to move, even the most powerful and proud Haoshan beast, any monster that tries to look up to see it will be the end of the blood at the next moment. As for those snakes that survived the battle, they were horrified and twitched. They seemed to twist themselves into pieces to commit suicide at any time to show piety.

Because this is a dragon, this is a higher-order, truly supreme existence than Golden-winged Dapeng, which is already almost a god.

The fire in Jinwing's eyes was still violent but strangely still. It looked at the golden dragon flying from the mausoleum, bursting out a fierce warfare. 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 phoenix, how could it be afraid That golden dragon exudes coercion, and... Wan Jiancheng, is it really a dragon?

A violent howling sounded through the sky, and the golden-winged Dapeng whistled towards the mausoleum, and the sky of the whole grassland was shaken and deformed. As it raised its claws, the ground of the grassland for dozens of miles seemed to be It caught! It is going to pierce the dragon head of this golden dragon directly with these claws that tear the world!

The golden dragon condensed by Wan Jian rose through the air, the dragon eyes were indifferent, proud and cold. The dragon beard fluttered, pumping all the lightning above the sky into debris. With supreme coercion and light, but it is amazing that it has a deep chill in the dragon's breath, but in an instant, heavy snow fell in the sky around the tomb!

At that moment, the fire of Jinwing Dapeng's eyes suddenly fluttered, because of the extreme cold coming from the dragon's breath, and because it suddenly discovered a shocking fact-this dragon composed of Wan Jian was actually a real Dragon, even more terrifying is that this sword dragon actually carries two dragon powers! Golden dragon and black frost dragon! The two most powerful dragons, the most noble, the most sacred, and also the most irreconcilable dragons in the dragon family, have been 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!

Golden Dragon and Golden Wing Dapeng met in the sky and met in Blizzard!

There was an angry and unwilling cry in the sky and a roar with some pain!

Jinwing Dapeng's right paw instantly shattered, and the huge shadow cast in the sky, the dragon transformed into a sword by Wan Jian, teared open a crack!

Golden Dragon was also torn apart by Dapeng's claws, a terrible wound!

Thousands of rays of light were shaking, and the golden-winged Dapeng blood flowed wildly. The golden jade pulp fell to the grassland and burned violently. It burned thousands of monsters, and then turned into a hurricane. It raged everywhere and set off countless soils.

Blizzard and drifting fire are dancing and intertwining between heaven and earth.

The gold roared and continued to rush towards the gold-winged Dapeng, the dragon's mouth wide open, as if to swallow the whole world into the belly!

A loud noise!

The golden light in the sky suddenly disappeared at night.

The grassland ground in front of the mausoleum sank down to the ground level, dozens of square meters and ten feet deep.

Countless monsters died in it.

The grass and stone are shattered.

Even the cliff stone at the top of the mausoleum fell into pieces, accompanied by a thunderous sound, and rolled into the grassland. There were sounds of air tearing everywhere, squeaks of hard support in space everywhere, violent divine hedging everywhere, screams of monsters everywhere, and finally a violent dragon roar!

The sound of Long Xiao was so clear and distant, as if from ancient times, and as if it were a new life, extremely proud and overbearing!

Wan Jian became the dragon, devoured the world, and ate the golden-winged Dapeng!

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I don't know how long it has passed, the blizzard gradually thinned out, the snowflakes slowly fell, the violent noises gradually disappeared, and the grassland finally returned to a little quieter. The tens of thousands of monsters who survived looked up with fear and uneasiness, and saw a clear sky in the sky. Although the snow fell, there was no snow cloud, and the shadow that covered the sky for a long time was gone.

A small black spot fell from the sky like a fallen leaf. It took a long time for the black spot to fall to the ground, making a snapping sound, which was extremely difficult to notice compared to the violent movements of the previous war.

It was Nan Ke who fell from the sky to the ground. She fell heavily to the ground and spurted a lot of blood. The place where she fell was just before the mausoleum, at the beginning of Shinto.

Chen Changsheng looked at her, not intentionally, but naturally conquered.

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

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

Suddenly, the sky above the mausoleum was bright again. Under the guidance of the short sword, Wan Jian turned down and stabbed at Nanke.

It was still a dragon, but the color was lighter than before.

The Mojiang couple stood in front of Nanke and looked at each other, seeing the determination and sorry in each other's eyes. In fact, when Jian Chi appeared in the world and Wan Jianling was around Chen Changsheng's body, they had a glance at each other. At that time, there was only regret and determination. At that moment they vaguely knew that the military division's plan for Zhou Yuan had completely failed. No matter how the military division could count, no matter how powerful the Nanke Highness was, and what means were hidden, there was no way to deal with the endless adventures of this human youth.

The crime of non-war, this is life.

They think Chen Changsheng's life is too good.

Their eyes will be determined for Shishi, because at this moment they must break through. Only when they return to their true strength can they find a first-line opportunity, but in Zhou Yuan, once they return to the realm, it means death.

Wan Jian, like a dragon, came to the ground from the sky.

They stood in front of Nanke, the breath increased sharply, and they became extremely scary in an instant, like a real mountain.

This is the strength of Juxing Pinnacle. Although they are in Xue Old Town, they are not so called.

Black armor covers them. From this moment on, they are no longer ordinary middle-aged couples. They are no longer Teng Xiaoming and Liu Wan'er, but twenty-three and twenty-four magic generals.

Wan Jian has arrived, slashing to the south.

The Mojiang couple stood in front of Nanke.

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

In this light, nothing can be seen and pictures can only be heard.

Countless dense noises, that is the sound of swords and armor, rubbing with iron bars, and iron pots, cutting.

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

I don't know how long it took, Jinlong made a long shriek that was difficult to understand, completed the attack, and turned to the tomb.

Teng Xiaoming and Liu Waner stood in front of Nanke and looked at each other quietly.

The black armor on them was broken, and there were sword marks everywhere on the hard and stone bodies.

Teng's novel looked at her calmly and said, "Sorry, I can't accompany you to my hometown to watch the sunset."

Liu Waner said: "It's me who is sorry, if not I must go back to my hometown, we should still be on the front line at this time, instead of being inexplicably killed by a dragon like now."

Teng Xiaoming didn't speak.

Liu Waner said: "The sunset in my hometown is much better than the sun here, but it's always tiresome to watch for a long time."

Teng Xiaoming said: "Yes, the previous picture of Wan Jianhua Dragon is very beautiful."

Between the words, there were several thunders in the sky.

In order to block the violent blow of Jackie Chan for Nanke, the couple will simultaneously raise the state to the peak of Juxing, and the rules in Zhou Yuan produce a sense and naturally start attacking. They did not avoid it because they were already dead. In order to block the Wanjian Jackie Chan, they used the method of understanding sports and were destined to die.

The sky thundered continuously, and seemed a bit stupid.

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Wan Jian returned to the mausoleum, in the light, Chen Changsheng reached out to hold the dagger.

But Wan Jian did not disperse, but continued to flock to him as if to kill him.

Numerous swords and screams were born, and they came one after another.

He closed his eyes subconsciously.

After a moment, Jian Xiao disappeared, and there was silence.

He opened his eyes and Wan Jian was gone.

Only the short sword was still held in his hand.

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(Thank you for suppressing the impulse and anger of wanting to see the plot below the last two days without scolding me. Old readers know that I always used to write in one breath when I wrote the climax. I am even more anxious than the reader and want to get the picture out. It’s just that it’s not as good as it was now. The oil and salt tea, rice sauce and vinegar tea, especially when the year is near, have to do a lot of preparation. I am a middle-aged man. There is no way. The climax, wave after wave, was the self-request I conceived last year. I like many of the pictures in this battle, and there are not many new ideas, but it is really magnificent, such as the final scene of Wan Jian returning to the scene. Someone must have written it, but when I wrote it, I still felt very handsome. I just asked that I must return to Jing in the end. As for the Mojiang couple, it was actually a bit jumped out, but I thought for a long time, I didn’t want to delete it, because at the beginning When I was writing, I was going to put some pen and ink on the two of them, admiring my life, even if they like to eat human flesh, but this is also their life. It’s difficult, of course, in the final analysis, it’s still my own level. Tomorrow is Monday. I’ll trouble you to vote for the recommendation. In addition, you can vote for the free work of the Golden Keyboard. Thank you.)

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