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    Of course Hua Biliu has never seen a dragon. The creation of the dragon and the death of the dragon are already familiar stories in the three thousand worlds. As the biological son of Taotie, he needs to know more about this matter.

    But at this moment, it was difficult for him to control his thoughts that "this piece of living meat can really imitate the dragon".

    The tiny ants on the snow ground groaned like knives, cold iron condensed into anger, all the snowflakes in the air were sucked into tiny vortexes by the knife wind, and occasionally a few flakes of flying snow like goose feathers poked their heads out from the center of the vortex, and were instantly captured by Feng Rui.  The edge of the whirlwind chopped into hundreds of powder-like ice crystals.  Numerous whirlwinds were thus dyed pure white like snow, and these small whirlwinds worked together without disturbing each other, forming the present appearance in Hua Biliu's eyes.

    If the clouds and the fog are lifted, they can soar into the sky and the sky, and if they are made of ice and snow, they still have the heart of a thunderbolt bursting into fire;

    ? If there were any remaining dragons in the world, it would look like this.

    It would be fine if the ant just pulled out an empty frame, but the thousands of winds were accumulating energy, and Hua Biliu's spiritual power rushed towards the knife like money, and every flick of the finger was a completely different change.

    Hua Biliu is not very old, but the unique racial inheritance of the alien race and the monster race and his previous combat experience are enough for him to understand that he should stop this move recklessly at this time, and must not let it really take shape.

    But he didn't dare.

    That may be the suppression lurking in the blood, some kind of alarm bell is always lurking in the deepest memory of the aliens.  In the myth, it is said that the Dragon God created the world and led the nine races, but the myth itself often conceals a lot of blood that has not been mentioned.  In the past, Hua Biliu always scoffed at the fact that Shenlong and Nine Clans belonged to the ten different races, but he always brought up the Dragon Shendan. However, at a moment, a strange idea popped up in his mind, and he felt that this division was natural.  It makes sense.

    He suspected that the ancestors of the nine races of alien beasts were first subdued by the Dragon God.

    He even suspected that there were more than ten different races in the world when the world was in chaos. The reason why the nine races have been passed down to this day is because they were the only ones who were not killed by the Dragon God.

    Otherwise, what else can explain it, but facing a saber intent raised by ants imitating the shape of a dragon, can it make him so scruples?

    Hua Biliu felt the long-lost panic, he wanted to retreat, he wanted to retreat, but besides the natural fear, the acquired arrogance and unwillingness boiled like hot oil, the thought of retreat only flashed in his mind,  It provoked a violent reaction like water pouring into an oil pan.

    I am actually afraid of a piece of live meat.  Hua Biliu thought in disbelief: How could I be afraid of an ant?  !

    Full of embarrassment and anger aroused by this thought, Hua Biliu raised her front hoof and stomped in the air, the blood in her eyes became thicker.  As if to cover up something, he opened his mouth to point at Luo Jiujiang, and breathed in without thinking.

    Eat him!  Crush him!  Drink his blood, chew his bones!  He wants to prove that he has never been afraid of this ant!

    Luo Jiujiang no matter how many times Hua Biliu's thoughts changed, his ink-like blade had already concentrated its strength, and when his arm shook, the huge wind blade that was winding and hovering on the long knife, shaped like a dragon, made a clear sound  whistling.  At this time, Luo Jiujiang was standing quietly on the snow, and compared with the flowers in the sky, he looked like a sesame seed.

    The big one is Hua Biliu, the small one is Luo Jiujiang; the one flying high in the air is Hua Biliu, and the one standing in the low-lying knee-deep snow is Luo Jiujiang.

    However, when the knife fell, it was condescending.

    This knife, the knife intent is full of unsolvable hatred.  From the perspective of negative emotions alone, it condenses more evil looks than Hua Biliu's steaming hunger, anger, contempt and murder combined.

    This is of course not Luo Jiujiang's hatred. He is open-minded by nature, and he has only met Hua Biliu twice so far. Even if he knows that the other party has committed a heinous crime, he only wants to kill him with a knife, and he doesn't even want to do unnecessary torture. How can he be full of malice?

    This hatred belongs to Han Qianling who does not know where he is now.

    With Luo Jiujiang's talent, not to mention learning from monkeys and birds, Luo Cang can read the sword manual that Luo Cang threw to him once, and he can get a rough grasp of it, fight with Xiaoren once, and then he can imitate the shape and meaning of the fast sword when dealing with chasing and killing.  He and Han Qianling have been inseparable and intimate for nearly ten years. Now that he has deliberately learned, he is more than 90% similar to the other party. Even the hatred in Han Qianling's heart that he has concealed and suppressed for many years is vivid.  .

    It's just that this hatred is like a stone falling into clear water, and its appearance is extremely clear, but it seems to be intolerable. Luo Jiujiang swung it out with a knife without nostalgia, and released it in the knife energy.

    Pebbles disturb the waves of the lake, but they cannot change its clarity.  After a splash, the stone is still a stone, and the water is still water.

    itPian Jinyun's Lianhuanjie has been tempered into a half body by that old bastard, and he is interdependent with him, and is bound by painstaking efforts!  Now even if that old bastard doesn't come over in person, this 'dead land' is full, and he will inevitably spit out something!  "

    As if to prove that Feng Xue's words were true, scarlet blood was slowly permeating this gloomy and hazy world.

    And in the cloud layer, dozens of rust-colored shadows are rapidly condensing into shape.  When Feng Xue saw this familiar outline, she couldn't control herself from yelling and cursing, and all the cold temperament she had cultivated over the years was instantly fed to the dog.

    "It's all gluttonous!" She shouted hoarsely, "It's all!"

    For the first time after coming to this world, Feng Xue almost wanted to play a game of matchmaker.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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