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And that dragon sound from the nine sky is also becoming more and more frequent among these waves of Fengming.

At this moment, when Feather Phoenix is still trying her best, the morning light in the same place is accompanied by a very sad dragon sound, and there are waves of thunder constantly.
"(Feng Yin) The East Dragon has fallen! The East Palace Dragon has fallen! We are out of time! "
And when this burst of thunder appeared, it made these three proud feather phoenixes instantly shed golden tears, and tears trickled down the corners of their eyes toward Tian Shu.
This burst of Fengming is so bleak but it is so heartbreaking.
In the sky, the morning light dissipates instantly, and then the clouds keep rising, and then these clouds keep gathering in the direction of Ziwei sky suddenly disperse, and then the whole day is like a broken mirror, which is usually covered with various cracks instantly.
With the emergence of these cracks, the blood color cracks appear around them, and they are also distorted together. When the force flows into the human world along these cracks, it constantly corrodes those seemingly fragile cracks.
Suddenly, with the appearance of a crisp, the sky is so broken. It is really like the mirror that has already been covered with mottled cracks. This instant is exploding and the world behind Ziwei Day is revealed to the world.
Ziwei Day is no longer what it used to be, but the dragon guarding Ziwei Day in the East Palace has long been corroded and fallen. The bloody color on the top of the clouds is constantly infecting the world, and the clouds as rich as blood pool water are accelerating to erode this person.
With the sudden appearance of this crack at the top of the sky, it is getting bigger and bigger, and a fierce fighting spirit suddenly comes from the crack on this day, and with this exhausted fighting spirit, the original thick cloud emerges, just like the boiled water, which is constantly surging itself and then constantly rushing towards the edge of the crack on that day.
Chapter three hundred and sixty Wounds
Lu Feng
You are wrong this time.
That’s wrong. That’s ridiculous.
You don’t even know what the boundary gate is guarding.
You have no idea what Zhao Xuan is guarding.
You can say that sending troops will not cause panic among the people.
You can also say that sending troops is to resist Xia Zhijie’s army
You can even say that sending troops is the magic weapon that is located in the cave of beasts.
However, Lu Feng, take a look.
Eyes have been scarred this day.
Are you still white?
master
Brother Huixian, this time
I really can’t go back.
But my brother will continue to protect the future of Dayin Temple.
Just as my brother will protect the future of the world with his own life.
master
Please forgive my brother’s sin.
Because of my brother’s heart
There are more important thing to do.
And if you want to achieve the goal in your brother’s heart
Brother’s hands will be covered with blood
My brother’s feet will be covered with bones
Now that my brother has entered the magic road,
Then my brother will know this magic body
To silently guard this heaven and man
No hesitation, no hesitation. Now that the Gangfeng has dispersed, you should face your mission directly.
See Huixian a step and rushed to the front of Tai Ji Tian Shu, quickly glanced at his feet and fell into a coma. Li Er looked up at his eyes and also defended Zhao Xuan from the mountains. He wanted to help Tai Ji Tian Shu base with his hands.
For a moment, the curtain appeared again in the ruins, and the Gangfeng wind that kept rotating around the curtain also appeared again.
However, the color of the curtain this time is no longer that light blue, but this time it is blood color.
Deep red to already dull.
"ah! ! !”

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