Chapter 644: Fairy (3)

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The calamus licked the face of the monsoon smoke and smiled, biting the root of the tooth, and stood up from the ground.
The monsoon smoke observed the situation around him, tearing a stack of small paper people in his hands, giving them a sigh of infuriating, and gently blowing them, the little paper people immediately drifted in the air with the wind, and followed the wind. Got everywhere.
The monsoon smoked one end of the bundle of demon ropes, pulling the trapped calamus in the rocky forest.
This piece of rocky forest was seen on the map of the Plain of the Bone, and the military camp where the three armies were located formed two extremes. The distance is far away. There are only a few scattered vegetation between the gravel and the gravel. The rumored rocky forest was originally a temple built in the early years of the Hutong Plain, enshrining the legendary dragon of the Holy Dragon Empire. Later, because of the spread of the war, the temple was destroyed.
Under the dust of yellow sand, the stones that have been baptized by centuries of wind and frost are still clearly visible. The pictures engraved on the stones have been smoothed by the wind and rain, leaving only some faint traces.
The monsoon smoke looks carefully, but the face of her calamus is getting more and more ugly.
He never dreamed that he would one day become a human prisoner. This shame made his mouth whitish.
The monsoon smoke finds a wall that has not completely collapsed, and sits on the half-destroyed wall, still retaining the carved dragon.
That was the great hero who opened up the territory for the Shenglong Empire. After the success, he chose to retire and disappeared forever into the people's field of vision.
The monsoon smoke noticed that although it was an ancient dragon, the Shenglong empire was somewhat different from the
debt-collecting dragon
around her. It was more powerful and arrogant. In the rumor, this ancient dragon has enough volume. A city is big, and under a dragon, thousands of people tremble, and the giant dragons can make the high-level demon tremble.
It is much more powerful than the debt-seeking dragon.
"If this ancient dragon is still there, the Holy Dragon Empire does not need such a sad reminder." After the monsoon smoke glanced, he took back his sight.
However, the calamus on the side suddenly sneered.
"If it is still there, your holy dragon empire is long gone."
The monsoon smoked a little bit and turned to look at the calamus.
"What do you mean by this?"
Zhangpu Road: "The ancient dragon of your holy dragon empire is the real ancient dragon. It is not affected by the curse of the slightest. It is not as fragile as the dragons of today. Such a powerful creature can be holy for you. Used by the Dragon Empire, do you think that your emperor was really a fool, will you let such a powerful creature be released?"
The monsoon smoke blinked slightly, "curse?"
The calamus sneered a little, but did not answer the question of monsoon smoke.
However, everything he said was made to make the monsoon smoke vaguely feel that the disappearance of the ancient dragon was not accidental, but what is the reason, I know.
"At this time, are you still preparing your mouth?" The monsoon smoked his eyebrows and looked at the calamus. Although the calamus did not show his demon portrait, he can see that he can order so many high-level demon people. The identity among the Yaozu is absolutely not ordinary.
The monsoon smoke pulled the bundle of demon ropes in his hands and looked at the calamus with a threatening look.
The face of calamus is more and more ugly...
This dying!