Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 127 Yan Ling: Zhulong!

As soon as he entered the Nibelungen of Atlantis, Zhou Xuan saw clearly the architectural layout of the island.

The buildings on the island are distributed in concentric circles, and the houses and temples are extremely luxurious.

The gilded dome still shines with a dazzling light despite the silent erosion of the years.

Exquisite and solemn murals can be seen everywhere, and temples for sacrifices emerge in endlessly all over the island.

The streets on each level of the city are distributed diagonally, from one corner of the seaside to the other. The intricate streets look a bit messy at first glance, but if you look closely, you will find that the layout contains some wonderful rhythm.

In the center of the island, three magnificent pyramids support the supreme bronze throne.

The biting cold wind mixed with the flying raindrops roared across the entire island, making strange sounds as it passed through the old and damaged buildings.

It seemed like there were thousands of devout believers kneeling on the ground, reciting ancient prayers that had been lost for thousands of years.

Zhou Xuan had no intention of appreciating these ancient ruins that shocked the world.

He stared at the bronze throne in the center, and his heart tightened suddenly.

The powerful ancient dragon from before was coiled on the giant pillar under the bronze throne. The pouring rain continuously hit its dark and hard dragon scales, splashing countless forest-white water splashes.

But the ancient creature was completely dead.

Its long life ended with a great sacrifice.

Its majestic dragon body was sacrificed to the monarch on the bronze throne.

Norton, Lord of Bronze and Fire.

They merge!
  Norton's body covered with blue-gray dragon scales has been deeply implanted into the head of the ancient dragon. His red-gold golden pupils are burning with raging flames, as if they are going to ignite everything in the world. He and Zhou Xuan are separated from each other across a long distance. Look at each other.

Norton smiled coldly, opened his arms suddenly, and looked up to the sky to face the thunderous wind and rain.

This noble first-generation species recited the ancient and strict dragon inscriptions. His majestic voice contained the rage of a king, and the huge fire elements gathered crazily towards the bronze throne like a sea tide!

Zhou Xuan took a deep breath, and the violent blood started immediately from the second level. Black dragon scales instantly spread all over his body, and his golden pupils suddenly lit up, as bright as the blazing sun.

He drew his sword and became furious, his figure was like lightning, stirring up dust all over the sky, and drew a stunning white line in the dense rain curtain, all the way to the Dragon King Norton!
  Zhou Xuan knew very well that there could only be one word spirit that needed to be sung by the King of Bronze and Fire.

Serial number 114: Candle Dragon.

This is the world-destroying word spirit of the King of Bronze and Fire. The releaser needs to meditate and chant for a very long time to gather all the fire elements in the surrounding environment and then detonate it.

This is the most powerful violence of the power of fire. Like flying fire meteors, the gods send down divine punishments that can burn a city in an instant, and can even detonate magma underground, causing mountains to erupt and hell to descend!

Zhou Xuan was secretly glad in his heart that he did not hesitate for too long.

Norton's Candle Dragon is not yet completely finished, and things are still looking up.

Atlantis, the Nibelung that once belonged to the Black King Nidhogg, possesses a field of elemental turbulence that is so powerful that people outside the island cannot sense the flow and flow of the fire element at all. transfer.

If Zhou Xuan had not entered Atlantis cleanly, the Word Spirit: Candle Dragon might have quietly erupted.

When the time comes, the Monyach will surely turn into ashes in an instant in the light and heat that Peimo can't resist!
  But Zhou Xuan still had an uneasy feeling in his heart.

Norton is not alone, and there is no way he can tell the spirit: Candle Dragon so easily.

Light. A bright white light suddenly appeared in front of Zhou Xuan's eyes!

A loud thunderous sound suddenly sounded.

Zhou Xuan's heart trembled, this voice was too familiar to him.

This was the neighing of a horse, a sound he had heard the moment he traveled through time.

I saw, in the middle of the street where the rain fell and the water flowed wildly, a majestic horse as tall as a mountain stood in the holy and strange white light.

It is covered with heavy armor with staggered metal patterns, and arcs of lightning flow on its white fur. The muscles of its eight majestic horse legs are knotted like the supports of a heavy crane.

The mask on the horse's face is like a cast of copper poured into iron. Every time it roars like thunder, dazzling electric debris will burst out from the metal nostrils on the mask.

A huge black shadow sat on the horse, wearing heavy gilded armor. The dense rain coated the armor with a dense cold light.

The handle of the spear in his hand was carved from a branch as dark as iron. The arc of the gun body was like the trajectory of a meteor crossing the sky. On the masked face, the only golden pupil was like a light. The ever-burning giant lamp radiates a faint light.

In Norse mythology, Odin, the main god of the Asi clan, returns to the world riding the eight-legged Masleipnir and holding the eternal spear Kungunir!

"Sure enough, it's you..." Zhou Xuan stopped, the falling rain blurring his expression.

After the identities of the eight first-generation species of the four kings were basically settled, he thought of Odin he met when he traveled through time.

As the main god in Norse mythology, Odin must be the incarnation of a certain dragon king.

There are always twins sitting cross-legged on a throne, one holding power and the other holding power.

Zhou Xuan speculated that Odin should be the form of the middle power of the twins of the Sky and the King of Wind.

At that time, Chu Zihang's father, Chu Tianjiao, attracted Odin's covetous attention because he held an unknown thing.

Every husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crime.

Something that Odin, the King of Sky and Wind, can plunder must be an extremely precious thing, and it is even related to the Black King Nidhogg.

At this time, the substantial pressure coming from Odin made Zhou Xuan further convinced that the twins of the Sky and the King of Wind had completed devouring each other and merged into one!
  "Death silently is the last mercy I give you. You should not break into Atlantis." Odin's voice was strong and low.

Hearing this, Zhou Xuan couldn't help but sneer: "Don't you think that you have become a lofty god by putting on a layer of leather, right?"

Odin was not angry because of Zhou Xuan's words, but spoke again quietly: "Those lowly mortals are not qualified to participate in the war between gods. You are too much like a mortal."

"This is your fatal weakness. In the war between kings, any emotion is a useless burden."

Before he finished speaking, Odin raised Kungunir in his hand. In an instant, lightning flashed and arcs of electricity flew.

The Eternal Spear was like a bolt of lightning, creating a huge sonic boom in the air and flying straight towards Zhou Xuan!

"For a life as great as the gods, death does not mean the end. We will return eventually, but mortals will only die helplessly."

"You have no way out!"

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