Chapter 445 Promise Me
The white giant palm fiercely grabbed the dragon's throat, and Qiong Zhe roared again, as if he wanted to fight for all his strength. However, between the dragon's tumbling, there seemed to be a destructive power. The giant palm was broken in the air, floating like willow catkins, and scattered around. In the sky, there was only the golden dragon left. It only paused gently in the sky and rushed down.
Under the strong pressure, the ancient flood furnace in Zhang Chong's body only felt bursts of buzzing. Under the pressure of internal and external contact, the beast control card was finally completely refined by Zhang Chong. The power was added to Zhang Chong's body, which made the Jiuyou column beside him flash a strong light again. Come on.
The roar of the nine-day sword roared loudly towards the dragon above, without showing the slightest fear. Zhang Chong holding the nine-day sword, the edge of his body emitted a hazy light, which was faintly like the illusion of the beast god.
After the white giant palm was broken, the tiger's body vibrated, and the raindrops around him were rising one after another. Between the thunderstorms, the electric light flashed, and [Thunderstorm Inextremeless] appeared again.
The two moves comparable to the power of the virtual world are connected in one place, waiting for the fierce blow of the dragon in the sky. The dragon's body was like electricity. If he didn't stay, he didn't care about the defense of Zhang Chong and Qiong Zhe at all, so he rushed down.
The dragon's sharp palm penetrated the rainstorm like a rainbow, and hit a light light laid by the nine pillars.
In an instant, the light was bright, and thousands of rays of light waved out. The clouds in the sky were steaming, a sacred air image. In all kinds of roars, the illusion of the nine mythical beasts appeared. However, although these nine mythical beasts were extremely brave, they had no power in front of a real dragon. That is, it was blown away. The pressure on the nine pillars suddenly increased, and the light was suppressed by the dragon, which had already been much dim than before.
"Bang~~" On the sea, the place where the water is soaring, and the intersection of the dragon and the two figures is the core of the explosion. In that place, nothing can be seen except the deafening roar.
"It's over~~" He exhaled gently on a cold day and said. What he originally had in his mind was the mentality of watching the drama, but he did not expect that the development of the war was many times more intense than what he thought. Later, his heart was mixed and he didn't know what to say. In the end, he only said this sentence gently.
Ye Yuwei stood indifferently. Under the powerful attack just now, she also understood that Zhang Chong and Qiong Zhe basically had no possibility of survival. The powerful power of the heavenly disaster was difficult to resist the practitioners who had just stepped into the fairyland, let alone the two practitioners who had not yet reached the fairyland.
If Zhang Chong had previously agreed to her request in Linshan Mansion, she could imagine that with Zhang Chong's potential, in a few years, he would definitely become an outstanding figure in Linshan Mansion, and it would be very easy to win the favor of the owner.
However, there is no such word if in this world. Thinking of this, Ye Yuwei also sighed gently in her heart.
At this time, the thick smoke in front of her dissipated, and the scene that appeared made her scream softly. She suddenly saw that although the two figures were embarrassed in that place, they still stood there tenaciously, forming a clear contrast with the mess around her. It's like a camel thorn standing in the desert.
Unexpectedly, Ye Yuwei's eyelids jumped fiercely, as if there was a feeling of disbelief. However, everything in front of him was real. Zhang Chong and Qiong Zhe stood there, with shocking scars on their bodies. It was clear that both of them almost exhausted their strength, but the tenacious faith guarded. In their hearts, it is the greatest motivation for them to survive.
"Wow~~" The two of them gasped for breath, and the pain on their bodies spread like a tide, as if they were going to fall out. If there was no trace of persistence in their hearts, I'm afraid it would be impossible for them to fall asleep.
But at this time, in the sky, the dark clouds rolled up again, and the stronger murderous intention permeated from the void. In front of us, there was a stronger light, constantly flashing.
"The third heavenly disaster~~" This time, Ye Yuwei and the cold weather and others were really stunned. It is really unreasonable for a monk who has not stepped into the fairyland to suffer three heavenly disasters. Two lines of tears involuntarily slid down from the corners of her eyes. Why do you cry? Why cry for this man who is still in the human world? She was not particularly clear, but a special touch in her heart was naturally about to come out.
In the dark clouds, nine huge dragon heads appeared. Jiulong Xiangtian, the third heavenly disaster, is more than nine times stronger than the second heavenly disaster. This power, even with Ye Yuwei's strength, dares to say that it can retreat completely. For Zhang Zhong and Qiong Zhe, who are in the core and are seriously injured, there is no doubt that It is fatal.
The nine dragons are tumbling freely in the rolling dark clouds. Although they have not yet dive down, this process of constantly accumulating momentum has filled the air with endless pressure, and even the sky seems to be unable to withstand it and will fall down the next moment.
God is jealous of talents. It turns out that two unseated geniuses suddenly appear, which is also to attract the jealousy of heaven. The cold rain dripped on Zhang Chong and Qiong Zhe's faces, dense, and the wind roared and blew their bodies. They looked at the top of the sky. The nine dragons that should not have appeared on this continent were about to come out of the dark clouds.
A feeling of despair permeated.
At this time, Qiong Zhe suddenly grabbed Zhang Chong's arm. His palm was cold and trembled a little, but his tone was decisive.
"Zhang Chong, you promised me that you would hand over the beast control card to my people." After saying this, his body immediately turned cold and hot, and even a blazing flame appeared and began to burn. The flame was hot, and it hurt to be reborn, but the more you hold the palm, the more it hurts.
"Promise me~" Qiong Zhe's words were urgent and fierce, as if he were a man who fell into the water, holding the only life-saving straw. Hearing this, Zhang Chong's heart sank. He didn't know what Qiong Zhe was thinking at this moment, but he smelled an unusual smell.
"What do you want to do?" Zhang Chong felt the increasingly strong force around him and asked softly. However, Qiong Zhe did not answer his question, but continued to ask, "You promise me."
It's a resolute beg, which makes you an order that you can't refuse at all. Although he didn't know what Qiong Zhe's plan was, Zhang Chong said in a low voice, "If I'm still alive, I'll promise you."
After only one sentence, he felt that the powerful power on his arm disappeared without a trace, and Qiong Zhe's body had become a flame in an instant, hunting and dancing in the wind. The flame suddenly shrank to the extreme, and then made Zhang Chong. Unexpected move.
The flame of poor philosophy actually directly penetrated his body and came to the ancient oven. Then, he jumped in without hesitation. The oven made a long sound in front of the powerful power. The flame rose, and a body glowed with a holy and solemn light. Standing there, his hands spread out, hundreds of After all, the Taoist beast card is in one place, and the appearance of the body is clear, which is undoubtedly poor philosophy. In the oven, he showed a relaxed expression.
"Remember what you promised me~" This is the last sentence before the body dissipated in the oven. Zhang Chong's tears and rain flowed down silently, and at the same time, the ancient flood furnace had a powerful change between the powerful breath waving~~