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Chapter 1487 Arrow(2/3)

These faces that resemble masks were also dyed red by blood.

Joy tweets.

The white and darkness that spread rapidly under the small land seemed like a tangible quagmire, swallowing all the corpses and deaths, spreading instantly, building a cycle of Xiao Siming with counting.

Then again, the sky thunder was excited.

The vast dragon roar spread from under the sky, and a dazzling lightning had turned horizontally and crossed a long distance and penetrated straight to the deepest part of the battlefield.

Wherever you pass, all the illusions are torn apart.

It seemed as if the glass was broken.

Showing a suffocating scene.

Above the pull of dozens of rotting giants, the chains tightened and extended toward the sky.

It was like a giant rock floating in the air, with strange faces carved under the rocks, either human or beasts, and layers of rocks spread out and bloomed like lotus flowers.

In this way, he silently absorbed the blood and life from the battlefield and nurtured the eggs of disaster.

At this moment, when the nutrients suddenly broke off from the interceptor of the person who came inside, a fierce roar burst out from the iron and stone cradle, as if the special layer of flesh of the egg shell was torn apart, and seven hundred and seven dry arms were poked out from it.

It was as if the dying person's fingers were like this, and he grabbed Huai Shi from afar.

The sticky kindness is like a rainstorm, instantly covering the soul of the sublimator.

And Huai Shi just stood there.

It seems like this was never expected.

Let the cursed hand stretch out toward his soul, one, two, eight... When he suddenly realized, his slender and dry limbs were already hungrily entangled under my soul.

But there was a terror and a look of confusion.

It was like looking at a proud fool holding wire to poke the electric door.

"Is it hot?"

I asked curiously.

At this moment, a tragic cry of tragedy sounded from this strange iron-stone cradle in the air, as if he was instantly disgusted that the sauna was enjoyable and jumped out of the furnace. My aunt came and drank less iron, and the bath water was scalded and then lava was put on...

When greedy opened his mouth and tried to absorb this delicious and small soul, the sweet nectar had already poured into the soul.

There are stingy gifts and gifts, with the special warmth of spring.

And the terrifying low temperature in the fission furnace core!

Millions of suns burst out from the deepest part of their soul with the terrifying and scorching cold, igniting the nurturing soul in an instant. But when it was frightened and wanted to let go, it realized that what prey it was holding was... but a white hole that was folded or crimped!

It is it sucking prey, but the terrifying gravity is pulling it - towards despair!

Click, click, click, click, click.

Amid the rainstorm's special blood splash, a creepy squeezing sounded.

Just as Huai Shi's indifferent gaze, the cradles collapsed, and the decayed giants and chains that were not rotten, and even the strange hotbed made of flesh and blood below were all shrouded in the shrill flames.

And this bloated and corrupt soul has fallen into Huai Shi's hands, and a dark red agate crystal has formed on the compression of Guixu.

“Flawed product.”

Huai Shi glanced at him and respected Yitan: "They are so familiar with the special behavior of eating corpses... He said, right?"

When the pupils filled with magnificent rainbow light were raised, the cruel world behind the eyes was reflected in the pupils.

The flames, iron lights, hunted, turned into rain before they fell on ashes.

Even from further away, at the end of the white and darkness, the lacquered white arrows that were swept towards Huai Shi with the pressure!

It was like a giant beast with a special mountain, and the eyes of the thin dwarf king holding a bow were burning like fire.

In the literal sense, it is sweeping and spitting flames.

This is the pioneer of the Northern Offensive, the ruler who is named and blessed with the brimstone of sulfur and bright moments.

——The Burning Cave Lord!

The extinction arrow carved with dozens of "Praise of the Torrent" disturbed the disaster clouds at the moment when it broke away from the bowstring, forming a terrifying tornado that ran across the entire battlefield.

It seemed as if the pressure from the mountains emerged out of thin air and was exerted under Huai Shi's soul.

Locked my existence.

——The ruler shows mercy and sends an arrow!

As a return gift, Huai Shi also raised the tangible bow.

He pulled the [Bowstring] towards the murderous intent from the Sea of ​​Thunder.

"Try that!"

So, the surging flames of the Burning Cave Lord contracted for a moment.

At this moment, at the moment when Huai Shi tied her bow, the crisp sound of cracking echoed under the entire battlefield.

There was something in the bow-holding hand, but the thunder clouds that covered the sky and the white darkness covering the small ground seemed to be reversed with the control of this palm.

Similarly, the fingertips of the strings are outlined without any vain, but there is no high sound from the ears of every living person and the bones of every dead person.

It's because of dizziness.

Because the world seems to be vertical.

Because the violent force is carried by the double cycle formed by Xiao Siming and Yun Zhongjun, which controls all the source and qualitative cycles between heaven and earth.

The traction bow string was closed in a thread of sound control.

With the help of the Eye of God, the precision of the Extreme Improvisation symphony takes a step back and turns into possibility, which makes the tide and rhythm of the virtual existence form the essence of whether it is a fold or a retractable.

As the arrow under the string, the soul agate that just fell into Huai Shi's hands.

But simply using materials that have any advantage in weight, there is a way to bear the power from Huai Shi.

Just at Huai Shi's fingertips, this agate dissolved from a few sources is broken.

However, the flying debris were conquered by tangible forces, transformed, extracted, fused, and recasted in the fire of the casting furnace, and turned into burning steel on the will of Huaishi.

The moment the sharp outline emerged, Huai Shi's fingers released with a sound.

There was nothing like the horror that was tearing apart the world and burst out from under the bowstring.

The arrow of Lisheng is cast by the soul, and the killing intention that uses words to form the essence is the tip. The flames surge like tail feathers. In an instant, it crossed the noisy world and collided with this arrow that was rushing towards the face.

Immediately afterwards, a vast hurricane burst into seven directions with counting lobes.

Whether it is the arrow of praise from the torrent of the Burning Cave Lord or the arrow of the soul of Huai Shi, they are all annihilated in the impact of the collision.

Under the head of the giant beast, the dwarf king seemed to frown.

But then, I saw that at the other end of the battlefield, after the storm, Huai Shi stretched out her hand.

And have there been any attacks or operations.

I just put it down and drew a line in front of me.

Then, after this shallow boundary, I stood still, as if waiting for special, and looked at me with my head raised.

Just a smile.

"Come on?" Huai Shi made a friendly proposal.

Suddenly, the huge bow of the Burning Cave Master's bone flame made a sour sound. As the friction and grip of the seven fingers seemed to be pinched...

challenge?

This sublimator dares to challenge himself?

The flames surged in the ruler's eyes, and white hairs like silver drifted away in the hurricane.

Is this expression excited or angry?

Huai Shi completely distinguished it, but she could see that I turned around and said something to the people beside me, and then stretched out my hand.

Suddenly, the follower, who was half kneeling on the ground, tried his best to lift the special mountain and lifted this white iron quiver that was less than two meters low.

When the Burning Cave Lord's palm was pulled out from it, you could see eight painted white arrows stuck on his fingertips.

Nailed my feet one by one under the rock above the head of the giant beast.

Then, there was no magnificent horn sound, which suddenly sank the entire battlefield. A number of small groups and legions opened up from the middle, giving up a straight path for both sides.

From the overlook of the dwarf king, these unruly beasts trembled and knelt on the ground, and dared to act rashly.

In the solemn noise, only the roar and the sound of the wind were left in the distance.

This is how it responds to Huai Shi's challenge.

Come!

At this moment, a violent aura from the dwarf king surged. On the reflection of the solidified soul, half of the sky seemed to be shrouded in the fire-like red.

But in the other half of the sky, there was nothing in the white paint, and thunder and lightning were lit.
To be continued...
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