Chapter 1641: Familiar and strange

That huge body is an adult true dragon!
The dragon's head has a pair of yellow sharp corners that are like awl. On the huge dragon's head, a pair of demon-red dragons scatter the dragon, which is like a raging wave that spreads out and makes people feel awkward. Sense.
The black and blue dragon scales are closely arranged together, turning into a layer of tight dragon armor, wrapping its huge body and emitting a dreamy luster under the refraction of sunlight.
To identify the potential and grade of the true phoenix, relying on the number of mane in the tail of the phoenix, and to identify the potential and grade of the real dragon, it is to look at the dragon claw of a real dragon!
The ordinary dragons are generally three-claws, and the stronger ones are four-claws. The top dragon in the real world is the five-claw!
There are only two five-clawed dragons in the whole real dragon world. One of them is the eldest brother of the nine brothers. It was once the strongest existence of the real dragon, the five-clawed golden dragon, and the other one is the five-claw black dragon. !
As for the evil dragon that was once captured by the heavenly family, it is the third five-clawed dragon!
And this black and blue dragon has six claws!
"Roar!"
The real dragon went straight into the sky and raised his neck and screamed!
Under the sound of a dragon, the whole Qixia boundary suddenly changed, and the huge snoring echoed continuously throughout the big world. The weak creatures involuntarily gave birth to the surrender, while the low-order beasts screamed in their own caves. trembling!
This is the instinct suppression. The weak creatures have a sense of awe in the birth of powerful creatures. This instinct is accumulated in the evolution of generations, and is inherited once and for all!
Even the Tianzuns who were present, and the two kings heard this sound, the moment is also a heart!
"Wh..."
After a large circle of true dragons hovered in the air, they huddled on the platform of the king, and at the same time, the huge dragon head was lowered.
The woman above the dragon head fell down from the bottom. When she fell to half, the whole person rolled a full circle, and the legs gently stepped down, and they fell steadily. The point of the big pit, the movement is light like a swallow that homing...
At this moment, Yaohe and the eternal fire are also around, and the shadow Tianzun is tied with Luo Zheng with a desperate shackle, but the woman is turned a blind eye and walks toward Luo Zheng!
"Smoked," saw the woman walking towards herself, Luo Zheng whispered.
The woman gave Luo a strong sense of strangeness. She seemed to be pure as a newborn baby, and she had a perfect atmosphere on her body, giving a feeling of extra-unreality.
But no matter from which point of view, she is exactly the same as smoked, she is smoked.
It is normal for Luo Zheng to have such a strange feeling to her. After all, she has always appeared in the form of a lightly floating soul since she was accompanying herself. Even the body of the sword spirit is still illusory.
So in the impression of Luo Zheng, it seems that smoke should be so.
Now the smoke has a brand new body, but the Luo Zheng is strange.
The voice just fell, but the smoke was speeding up the pace and rushed forward, and Luo Zheng, who was sitting on the floor with his knees, hugged him and put his head deep into his arms.
Luo Zheng did not struggle, did not speak, buried her head deep in her chest, and a firm touch was heard on her face. Although Luo Zheng was so strange to her breath, her heart rose to a long-lost peace. The feeling, it seems that the troubles and disputes in this universe are gradually drifting away from him at this moment, and all the responsibilities and burdens have disappeared from their shoulders.
Holding the smoke of Luo Zheng, at this moment, it is a Yao who is not far away. In the two touching eyes, a slight sigh of sorrow slowly turns, she said: "This day has finally come... swearing.

The muscles under her body were extremely tight, like a sculpture, standing still in place.
Yao stared at the smoke in front of her eyes, the teeth were tightly bitten together, and only in this way, to cover up the earth-shaking vibration in her mood!
How could this be!
Even if Luo Zheng’s magical power is vast and cannot be killed, it is not a matter of concern.
After the seal of Luo Zheng was sealed by the punishment of Yong Ye, he was handed over to the saints for treatment...
As for the dream arrow, there is no fighting spirit. Tianzun, who is caught in the five-day failure of the heavens and the humans, has no value at all. He can erase his life with his hands...
Everything is in the control of Yao, there is almost no difference, even the ones that have always maintained neutrality and the shadows of Heaven are helping themselves. These are all like heaven!
Why is this such a big reversal happening in such an instant?
Why is there such a big dragon, and is it a six-claw real dragon? The strongest dragon is not a five-claw...
Why the smoke that has disappeared for a long time is actually standing in front of itself in such a form.
Why did the power of faith in her faith pool disappear completely in a flash...
Numerous doubts are like a sharp arrow that cannot be evaded, and her heart is shot with riddled holes.
She felt that she had control of everything before, and only then found out that what she was in control of was a crumbling tall building, just a blink of an eye, and the building collapsed.
Under extreme disappointment, Yao lost his senses, and he was crazy. He suddenly turned into a lightning bolt and rushed toward the smoke!
"The gun," smoked softly and said to Luo Zheng in his arms.
Then she took out the killing rifle from Luo Zheng’s Sumi ring!
"call……"
When she caught the moment of killing the holy gun, the whole person's breath changed a lot. The strong suffocating circling along the killing rifle, while the self-smoked back condensed a slender bone spur. !
Those bone spurs radiate out from two pairs of fans, forming two irregular bone wings.
This pair of bones is condensed by the power of faith, this is the battle form of smoke!
Among the demon nights, the king of life and the king of punishment are not arguing for crusade. All external wars are the leaders of the king of killing, because the king of killing is born for fighting, so only the king of killing has this. A special form of combat.
This form of smoke has been opened once. After relying on the power of faith in the Yin and Luo circles, she once condensed the pair of bone wings, but Yao soon sealed the smoked belief pool again.
"You... is a curse!"
The expression on Yao’s face is extremely crazy. The perfect face is now very distorted. She hovered up and madly urged her true element to permeate in the holy thunder hammer. The power of this attack is not small... ...
However, the reason why Yao is strong depends on the power of faith in the pool of faith.
After losing the power of faith, she fights with the real yuan. She is just a landlord. The strength is the same as that of the top big constituency. This kind of attack is not worth mentioning for the current smoke...
Killing the holy gun gently, a huge gun shadow attached to the surface of the killing gun!
"I have no thoughts!"
The gun-shadowed body was red, and it was a lot more powerful than the smoked one before, but she did not shoot the gun out of it. Instead, she shot a straight line with a shot. The holy thunder hammer!
"Hey..."
From the Thunder hammer, countless thunders are like snakes, spreading along with the killing of the holy gun.
The smoke just shook the gun body, and all the thunders were directly overwhelmed by the suffocation...
Yao’s hammer didn’t work, and the figure changed again. The holy thunder hammer changed another angle and slammed down again.
The smoked face was extremely calm, and the long gun was pulled back. The arm was lifted slightly, and the long gun came out again. It was again on the St. Thunder hammer...
"Hey..."
Yao Yi has pulled out dozens of hammers! Smoked and stabbed dozens of guns!
However, one is doing its best, one is free, and the difference in strength between the two is obvious!
"bass!"
About tired of Yao's stalker, the smoked homeopathic slammed, the holy thunder hammer flew out of Yao's hand, hit a spin in the air, and found a small pit at the bottom of the crater.
Yao’s hands were empty, and the color of his face suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Lost the pool of faith, and lost the holy thunder hammer, at the moment she did not have any power to fight against the smoke.
"call out--"
The dream arrow in the sky is also flying at the moment...
He only floated in the air quietly, and saw this series of scenes, he was completely desperate, he was completely dumbfounded!
At this moment, he seems to be like a dream, and he feels that what he sees is not true at all!
"Wang!" The dream arrow fell on the side of the smoke.
Smoked a faint stare at Yao, turned his face and looked at the dream arrow, saw the old face of the dream arrow, his face showed a soft color, "Dream arrow, you ... a lot old."
At the level of their military, the concept of "old" has only one layer, that is, slipping into the irretrievable heaven and man, and the dream arrow will inevitably slide into the fallen abyss, without the possibility of saving.
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