v2 Chapter 580： Crow cheats death
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In the void of the universe, there is a huge land suspended, and countless huge birds and monsters, flapping their wings and singing, shuttle back and forth in the void.
This is the base camp of the Wing God Palace. This land is a floating continent from the Qianyuan Realm. It is an authentic old nest. Under the protection of the gods and demons, little has changed. Many floating continents are small to survive. The living beings, at this time, do not know that the world has changed.
After the Nether Candle Dragon left the Demon Palace, he took a few steps and came to the base camp of the Bird Monster Clan.
Under the sympathy of aura, before he even landed on the floating continent, a fierce will spread to him.
"Zhulong, what are you looking for with this old man?"
"Senior Dark Crow, this junior is worried that those strange things will mutate, so I want to confirm it again, so as to avoid accidents and affect the overall situation."
The Nether Torch Dragon stopped outside the Floating Continent.
You're welcome, but no, this senior is the Nine-Headed Dark Crow. Everyone in the world thought he was dead, and he told the aliens the same way. In fact, the Dark Crow was not dead. He came back and brought a hundred thousand rule-level weird.
Regarding the weirdness, the nine-headed crow is the real leader. He was just pushed to the bright side. For some reason, the senior crow didn't want to reveal the news that he was still alive, so he didn't ask much.
"Accident? Those weird people have been strictly sealed, and it is impossible to escape without the old man's handwriting."
The old voice, faint and ethereal, seems to have passed through different worlds, and this is transmitted to Zhulong's mind.
"Junior is not afraid of weirdness and running out, but the human race has made a big move recently. I am worried that they will discover the existence of weirdness in advance and need to confirm whether there is any flaw in the storage place."
The Nether Torch Dragon looked solemn, and worries loomed in his eyes. These weirdnesses are really very important. They are the most powerful forces used to balance the human race today, and they must not be lost.
"Okay, since you can't worry about it, go take a look."
The voice of the nine-headed crow was still flat, obviously not complacent about Zhulong's concerns, but as if he was impatient to argue with Zhulong, he directly agreed.
"Thank you, Senior Dark Crow!"
Nether Torch Dragon offered his hand slightly, this dark crow has a very strange temper. He was relieved to be able to let the other party let go so easily this time.
call out!
A jet-black feather exuding a strange aura shot out from the void and automatically fell into the hand of the ghost candle dragon. After getting what he wanted, Zhulong didn't delay any longer, and with a flick of his figure, he disappeared.
In the wilderness of the universe and the endless battlefield, the figure of the ghost candle dragon stepped out and stood on a fragment of broken and confused time and space.
The endless battlefield is not only chaotic, but also the largest of all the battlefields. The Nether Torch Dragon crossed over according to the space coordinates left, and under the perception of will, there is no living thing in the surrounding area.
The Nether Torch Dragon was extremely cautious, sweeping its will back and forth over and over again, and after confirming its safety again and again, it nodded with satisfaction, flipped the palm of his hand, and took out the pitch-black feather.
"Finally, it's your turn!"
An unobservable silk thread gently wrapped around the neck of the ghost candle dragon. Bai Donglin was like a ghost, his will lurking in it, observing the candle dragon's every move.
It has been ten years, and he has been secretly peeping for ten years. This old dragon has finally come to his senses.
"This strange feather belongs to the Nine-Headed Dark Crow? I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected harvest. Between heaven and earth, the only Nine-Headed Dark Crow did not die!"
"This is really big news!"
Under Bai Donglin's earnest gaze, Nether Torch Dragon twisted his feathers with a solemn expression, and moved the magic formula with his left hand, chanting words in his mouth.
The feathers trembled slightly, and the dim light shone brightly, followed by a jet-black flame surging out, the feathers flaming, and there was a faint screeching sound.
"This is…"
Bai Donglin can be sure that he is not dazzled. Through the boundless Styx River, he can clearly observe that the flaming black feathers begin to re-image, layer upon layer, without knowing the geometry.
This is not the power of the dimension, he did not perceive the breath of the dimension, but... the power of the world!
"It turns out that, if you don't know that the Nine-Headed Dark Crow is still alive, who would have thought that it would be such a way of hiding? It's so secretive, there's no specific way, even if you think about it, you won't be able to find it!"
Through the fluctuation of the breath emitted by the jet-black feathers, combined with the introduction of the nine-headed crow's abilities in the secret, Bai Donglin had already guessed where the strangeness was hidden.
buzz-
Bai Donglin's thoughts did not affect the movements of the ghost candle dragon, the ceremony was completed, the jet-black feathers were completely burned out, turned into a ball of fire that shone with dim light, and lifted off into the sky.
boom!
The fireball exploded violently, and the time and space were stagnant, and everything around seemed to have pressed the pause button.
The jet-black flame seemed to have strange magic power, and the area covered by it lost all color and turned into black and white.
Abstract, confusing, including the ghost candle dragon, everything in a radius of thousands of miles has become strange, and it has become a strange scene drawn by lines.
It was like a line drawing and hand-painted, which was forcibly embedded in the real world. The ghost candle dragon was like a cartoon character in the painting. With a wave of his hand, a door covered with patterns slowly emerged and opened automatically, revealing a dark entrance.
It is obviously not the first time that the ghost candle dragon has experienced such a scene. With a calm expression, he stepped into the entrance of the lacquer black hole. As the candle dragon entered, the line drawing scene that spread thousands of miles was squeezed by the real world and compressed without any resistance. Disappeared into a little shavings.
Everything returned to normal, as if the weird scene just now had never happened.
tick-
A drop of white water drops in the endless darkness, rippling white ripples in circles.
This is a strange and silent world. It is dark and boundless. The ghost candle dragon walks on the dark mirror surface, stirring up countless ripples. After walking for dozens of steps, standing still, leaning over and reaching out into the darkness, endless white talismans The text floated out from his palm, as if the white paint had fallen into the black water, the infection spread, white and black intertwined and spun wildly.
The violent vortex gradually formed, such a big movement, there is still no sound, this is a silent world.
"Hehe, I finally found you, the 100,000 rule level is weird!"
Bai Donglin's will was slightly agitated, and his eyes were lowered. He saw, in the depths of the huge vortex, a strange thing standing on one side.
There are "six-color cubes" that I have seen before, there are also four-color pyramids, and there are nine sides, eight sides, etc., all of which are oddly shaped, but Bai Donglin now understands that each side and each color represents a Powerful rule-level weirdness.
Nether Torch Dragon was cautious. After opening the vortex, he did not go down immediately, but observed for a while outside to confirm that the backhand he left behind had not been passive, and then he stepped into the depths of the vortex with peace of mind.
At this point, the candle dragon has ruled out the possibility of outsiders intrusion, and began to check whether there is a problem with the internal weirdness.
The candle dragon's movements are very fast, UU reading www.uukanshu. After all, com is a ten realm. Under the coverage of will spread, every detail can be observed without any flaws.
"Huh, it seems that I think too much, and there is no problem."
Nether Torch Dragon breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't feel that he was making a fuss, such a major event that determines the direction of the battle, no matter how careful you are.
The candle dragon, who has repeatedly confirmed that it is correct, closed the vortex channel with his hands, and left this strange world under the guidance of the outside world "Black Flame".
tick-
The endless Styx, slowly manifesting, a tributary of extremely subtle, brings a hint of green to the pitch-black world.
"Hahaha, the 100,000 rules are weird, they are all mine!"
"Dark stone tablet, wake up and prepare to have dinner!"
Bai Donglin stepped out of the Styx River. For the first time, he crossed the world line, left the present world, and came to the strange world located in the interlayer of infinite turbulence.
"This is really a good place to hide things! If it weren't for me having the rules of the world..."
In the void of the universe, there is a huge land suspended, and countless huge birds and monsters, flapping their wings and singing, shuttle back and forth in the void.
This is the base camp of the Wing God Palace. This land is a floating continent from the Qianyuan Realm. It is an authentic old nest. Under the protection of the gods and demons, little has changed. Many floating continents are small to survive. The living beings, at this time, do not know that the world has changed.
After the Nether Candle Dragon left the Demon Palace, he took a few steps and came to the base camp of the Bird Monster Clan.
Under the sympathy of aura, before he even landed on the floating continent, a fierce will spread to him.
"Zhulong, what are you looking for with this old man?"
"Senior Dark Crow, this junior is worried that those strange things will mutate, so I want to confirm it again, so as to avoid accidents and affect the overall situation."
The Nether Torch Dragon stopped outside the Floating Continent.
You're welcome, but no, this senior is the Nine-Headed Dark Crow. Everyone in the world thought he was dead, and he told the aliens the same way. In fact, the Dark Crow was not dead. He came back and brought a hundred thousand rule-level weird.
Regarding the weirdness, the nine-headed crow is the real leader. He was just pushed to the bright side. For some reason, the senior crow didn't want to reveal the news that he was still alive, so he didn't ask much.
"Accident? Those weird people have been strictly sealed, and it is impossible to escape without the old man's handwriting."
The old voice, faint and ethereal, seems to have passed through different worlds, and this is transmitted to Zhulong's mind.
"Junior is not afraid of weirdness and running out, but the human race has made a big move recently. I am worried that they will discover the existence of weirdness in advance and need to confirm whether there is any flaw in the storage place."
The Nether Torch Dragon looked solemn, and worries loomed in his eyes. These weirdnesses are really very important. They are the most powerful forces used to balance the human race today, and they must not be lost.
"Okay, since you can't worry about it, go take a look."
The voice of the nine-headed crow was still flat, obviously not complacent about Zhulong's concerns, but as if he was impatient to argue with Zhulong, he directly agreed.
"Thank you, Senior Dark Crow!"
Nether Torch Dragon offered his hand slightly, this dark crow has a very strange temper. He was relieved to be able to let the other party let go so easily this time.
call out!
A jet-black feather exuding a strange aura shot out from the void and automatically fell into the hand of the ghost candle dragon. After getting what he wanted, Zhulong didn't delay any longer, and with a flick of his figure, he disappeared.
In the wilderness of the universe and the endless battlefield, the figure of the ghost candle dragon stepped out and stood on a fragment of broken and confused time and space.
The endless battlefield is not only chaotic, but also the largest of all the battlefields. The Nether Torch Dragon crossed over according to the space coordinates left, and under the perception of will, there is no living thing in the surrounding area.
The Nether Torch Dragon was extremely cautious, sweeping its will back and forth over and over again, and after confirming its safety again and again, it nodded with satisfaction, flipped the palm of his hand, and took out the pitch-black feather.
"Finally, it's your turn!"
An unobservable silk thread gently wrapped around the neck of the ghost candle dragon. Bai Donglin was like a ghost, his will lurking in it, observing the candle dragon's every move.
It has been ten years, and he has been secretly peeping for ten years. This old dragon has finally come to his senses.
"This strange feather belongs to the Nine-Headed Dark Crow? I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected harvest. Between heaven and earth, the only Nine-Headed Dark Crow did not die!"
"This is really big news!"
Under Bai Donglin's earnest gaze, Nether Torch Dragon twisted his feathers with a solemn expression, and moved the magic formula with his left hand, chanting words in his mouth.
The feathers trembled slightly, and the dim light shone brightly, followed by a jet-black flame surging out, the feathers flaming, and there was a faint screeching sound.
"This is…"
Bai Donglin can be sure that he is not dazzled. Through the boundless Styx River, he can clearly observe that the flaming black feathers begin to re-image, layer upon layer, without knowing the geometry.
This is not the power of the dimension, he did not perceive the breath of the dimension, but... the power of the world!
"It turns out that, if you don't know that the Nine-Headed Dark Crow is still alive, who would have thought that it would be such a way of hiding? It's so secretive, there's no specific way, even if you think about it, you won't be able to find it!"
Through the fluctuation of the breath emitted by the jet-black feathers, combined with the introduction of the nine-headed crow's abilities in the secret, Bai Donglin had already guessed where the strangeness was hidden.
buzz-
Bai Donglin's thoughts did not affect the movements of the ghost candle dragon, the ceremony was completed, the jet-black feathers were completely burned out, turned into a ball of fire that shone with dim light, and lifted off into the sky.
boom!
The fireball exploded violently, and the time and space were stagnant, and everything around seemed to have pressed the pause button.
The jet-black flame seemed to have strange magic power, and the area covered by it lost all color and turned into black and white.
Abstract, confusing, including the ghost candle dragon, everything in a radius of thousands of miles has become strange, and it has become a strange scene drawn by lines.
It was like a line drawing and hand-painted, which was forcibly embedded in the real world. The ghost candle dragon was like a cartoon character in the painting. With a wave of his hand, a door covered with patterns slowly emerged and opened automatically, revealing a dark entrance.
It is obviously not the first time that the ghost candle dragon has experienced such a scene. With a calm expression, he stepped into the entrance of the lacquer black hole. As the candle dragon entered, the line drawing scene that spread thousands of miles was squeezed by the real world and compressed without any resistance. Disappeared into a little shavings.
Everything returned to normal, as if the weird scene just now had never happened.
tick-
A drop of white water drops in the endless darkness, rippling white ripples in circles.
This is a strange and silent world. It is dark and boundless. The ghost candle dragon walks on the dark mirror surface, stirring up countless ripples. After walking for dozens of steps, standing still, leaning over and reaching out into the darkness, endless white talismans The text floated out from his palm, as if the white paint had fallen into the black water, the infection spread, white and black intertwined and spun wildly.
The violent vortex gradually formed, such a big movement, there is still no sound, this is a silent world.
"Hehe, I finally found you, the 100,000 rule level is weird!"
Bai Donglin's will was slightly agitated, and his eyes were lowered. He saw, in the depths of the huge vortex, a strange thing standing on one side.
There are "six-color cubes" that I have seen before, there are also four-color pyramids, and there are nine sides, eight sides, etc., all of which are oddly shaped, but Bai Donglin now understands that each side and each color represents a Powerful rule-level weirdness.
Nether Torch Dragon was cautious. After opening the vortex, he did not go down immediately, but observed for a while outside to confirm that the backhand he left behind had not been passive, and then he stepped into the depths of the vortex with peace of mind.
At this point, the candle dragon has ruled out the possibility of outsiders intrusion, and began to check whether there is a problem with the internal weirdness.
The candle dragon's movements are very fast, UU reading www.uukanshu. After all, com is a ten realm. Under the coverage of will spread, every detail can be observed without any flaws.
"Huh, it seems that I think too much, and there is no problem."
Nether Torch Dragon breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't feel that he was making a fuss, such a major event that determines the direction of the battle, no matter how careful you are.
The candle dragon, who has repeatedly confirmed that it is correct, closed the vortex channel with his hands, and left this strange world under the guidance of the outside world "Black Flame".
tick-
The endless Styx, slowly manifesting, a tributary of extremely subtle, brings a hint of green to the pitch-black world.
"Hahaha, the 100,000 rules are weird, they are all mine!"
"Dark stone tablet, wake up and prepare to have dinner!"
Bai Donglin stepped out of the Styx River. For the first time, he crossed the world line, left the present world, and came to the strange world located in the interlayer of infinite turbulence.
"This is really a good place to hide things! If it weren't for me having the rules of the world..."
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