Wind moves the world

Chapter 164 The Trapped Dragon is born!

Thousands of knives on the mountain.

Every big knife that goes straight into the sky emits infinite gentle light.

At the same time, the murderous gas on the knife has also become extremely cold.

Heaven and hell seem to be combined into one.

At this time, a dragon roar, with the vicissitudes of ancient atmosphere, seemed to have crossed time and space, through the sound of ten thousand knives, came from the belly of Qiandao Mountain.

It's a long way.

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Outside the Dragon Pavilion, the magical world.

Countless magicians suddenly stopped their movements at the same time and looked up in horror.

A strong and domineering breath swept the sky above them like a hurricane.

In an instant, the cloud does not exist.

All the magicians who noticed this opened their mouths and couldn't make a sound.

That - what exactly!?

*

Some dark place.

"My God!" The tone of subordinates standing aside was anxious.

The man in front of him waved his hand and said coldly, "Don't mention it. The trapped dragon was born... The prophecy of the great prophet finally came..."

"Will it affect his competition in this critical period?"

"Hmm! Just a small dragon that has just flown? It's a real dragon. If you dare to stand in front of my god, you have to turn it into a dead body! Send three more death teams to [Magic Guide], and the rest will continue to follow the plan!"

"Yes!"

*

On the road to [Magic Guide], there is only a simple but elegant carriage.

"Miss, this breath seems to have an extraordinary origin." The old man driving the car bent down respectfully and looked at the ground and said.

"Abo, don't use these trivial gifts." The peerless woman in white like snow waved her sleeves lightly, and the old man's body involuntarily straightened up.

The woman frowned slightly: "This breath is not only extraordinary, but I'm afraid it's the one predicted by the teacher..."

Hearing the woman's words, the old man's face was shocked: "Miss's teacher... Could it be that one!"

The woman nodded, and her face was even more flustered when she saw the old man here.

"The birth of the trapped dragon... The teacher's prophecy came after all. I, Gladys, sacrificed my life and wanted to protect my [Honghuang]!" The woman's voice is like a fairy, but with an invable firmness.

*

"Dad! Those guys have been deployed! Really, there is no interesting guy in it! Humph!" Samantha was dressed in revealing clothes and stepped on the chair next to the crazy Apa with a sloof face.

"Ha ha, good daughter! I'm afraid that the man in the world who can withstand your toss has not appeared yet..."

The crazy Apa's gentle expression suddenly tightened, and his voice stopped abruptly. He suddenly raised his head.

The face has changed a lot!

"This breath is... trapped in the Dragon Pavilion! It was the birth of the dragon of the great prophet! Unexpectedly, I didn't expect it to come! No! How come? Is it..."

Apa, the madman, seemed to wake up to something. His eyes widened and exclaimed.

"It's the guy who Witt!"

As soon as the crazy Apa finished speaking, he immediately realized that it was not good, but unfortunately, his daughter had put her face in front of him.

"Vight? Who is this guy? It sounds like fun!"

Samantha swept away the previous decadence and her eyes flashed.

"No, no! You can't touch him!" The crazy Apa's forehead oozed cold sweat and had a big headache. Why did he accidentally say the name of Witt? Well, now, let's put it off for a while.

"Hum!" Samantha sneered and glanced at the quietly lying two-headed cold bird: "Dad, if you don't say anything, I'll cut off your chicken!"

The crazy Apa is sweating profusely. He has never been afraid of anyone else in his life, but he is afraid of his super tough daughter, and the crazy Apa also knows that his daughter absolutely does what he says.

Looking at the proud look flashing in his daughter's eyes, the crazy Apa sighed. Forget it, it's also Witt, and it's Witt! The little guy really has a "farsight" and asked me to make a promise before giving me the double-headed cold bird. Otherwise, I wouldn't have told my daughter about it.

The crazy Apa had no choice but to tell him what had happened to him and Feng Xuan.

Samantha smiled happily and jumped away. As she walked, her body trembled with a smile: "Wow! There is such a person in the world! Dad, I'm going to catch him! Don't send someone to follow me, or I'll cut off your chicken! Hey hey hey..."

Crazy Apa's eyelids beat endlessly and looked helpless.

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"This breath! Damn, has the old witch's shit prophecy really come true? Damn it! Which madman is crazier than me? How can you survive the pain of that 'infernal space'?! It's not fucking human!"

In a dark cave, a pair of shiny eyes suddenly opened and then scolded.

The man scolded for a long time before he gradually stopped, and then said after half a sound:

"Forget it! Damn, I don't know which madman it is. Never mind, go and look for it! It's also a kind of insight. Let's see what kind of creature can save me from the great boy! Hey hey hey..."

A treacherous smile, lightning from far to near, and then resounded through this world.

*

In the light and murderous atmosphere, Fengxuan's figure appeared faintly.

"Big brother!"

Pascal found Fengxuan's figure at the first time, and excitedly pinched the girl, triggering a scream.

Dibin looked at Fengxuan as if there was nothing strange, but also completely different from before. He opened his mouth and couldn't speak.

"Huh? It seems that there is no place for the eldest brother to lie down for ten days and a half months! Did you make the vision of Qiandao Mountain, big brother? When the eldest brother shouted, Pascal seemed to be used to it, and his face was not red and breathless. He stood in front of Fengxuan and looked left and right, and asked in surprise.

"I subdued Qiandao Mountain." Feng Xuan nodded in a flat tone, as if he was saying something that was not worthy of praise.

"Qiandao Mountain!?"

Paska was shocked and subconsciously looked out at the mountain that was still shining with thousands of clouds, and suddenly puzzled.

"Big, big brother... You mean you took this mountain?"

"No, this is it." Feng Xuan raised the black hill in his hand, and his tone was a little excited.

The black hill looks dark and looks extremely shabby, not even a model.

Paska was a little entangled and looked at Fengxuan strangely. Did the eldest brother become stupid after that choice? Or is it neurotic? This thing doesn't look like Qiandao Mountain!

Feng Xuan smiled and seemed to see through what Pascal was thinking, but Feng Xuan did not defend it. The so-called real gold is not afraid of fire. Qiandao Mountain is Qiandao Mountain. Just say it once.

However, Feng Xuan did not expect that the "Thousand Knife Mountain" he thought could turn adult Kunxiong apes into seriously injured was not a warcraft!

But this palm-sized magic equipment!

There is no doubt that this black hill is high-end magic equipment. High-end magic equipment is rare, and even Fengxuan is rarely seen. Recently, she saw Fanny have it in the "Middle-level Magic Competition".

But the magic equipment that Fenniyan has, compared with the Thousand Knife Mountain in her hand, is simply a ground and a sky, which is completely different.

The thousand knife mountain in your hand is a real magic equipment that can seriously injure the top Warcraft!

However, I can't fully control it now, and I can only develop a little utility.

As soon as Feng Xuan came into contact with Qiandao Mountain, a lot of information poured into his mind. There were many pieces of information that he could not view, but what he could see was enough to shock Fengxuan.

Although the power of Qiandao Mountain has not been developed yet, Fengxuan can use it to train magic control!

And this is still the most basic function.

"Oh! It's over! I just talked, but I forgot! There are only 15 minutes left... No, it's ten minutes!" Pascal suddenly jumped up and exclaimed loudly.

Feng Xuan's face changed, and there were only ten minutes left? What I experienced in the "infernal space" is only a few minutes. Isn't the space there the same as the outside?

It must be so!

There are only ten minutes left!

It's too late!

Feng Xuan didn't say a word, dragged Pascal directly and jumped into the black hole like lightning...