Douba's Strongest Master System

Chapter 72 On the Wasteland, the Giant Dragon Appears

Eternal night is coming, all things have no life, this is a catastrophe on the world.

He is the strongest person in the world, and he wants to find the only two who survived the last Eternal Night: the alcoholic and the butcher.

If you want to know about Yongye, you need to give the creatures under the vast starry sky a chance to live and hope to live.

Someone, who touched the iris of the world, trembled in the whole world, and he trembled.

Because the people who come here are terrifying enough to make him take it seriously. They don't seem to be in harmony with this world, and they seem to ignore this world. This should be an existence that can destroy the sun and moon with a raised hand, and cut off the stars with a wave of a knife.

He is Bai Ningbing, an existence who has reached the pinnacle of semi-sacredness in the world of covering the sky.

Master, he was born as a three-bedroom concubine after the last Eternal Night, carrying all kinds of things in the world, and he has come to this day without any discipline.

Wuju is a state, ignoring the rules of heaven and earth, called 'wuju'.

He has arrived, white robe, white robe, white beard, white hair.

Silently, it fell from the void, on this white old snowfield.

Li Xun and the old scalper didn't come. He arrived first in white clothes. Under the cold wind, his robes rattled. Looking at the two young people in front of him, he was stunned.

Their wine gourd is very similar to the one hanging around his waist. They are filled with wine one by one. These two have entered the realm of 'nothing', giving people a kind of, um...

It's like the guy who was dragged to some corner by the gangster after school and slapped hard with a brick.

One, was silent, with blood stained piece after piece on his body, very much like a horse boy who went out to cut a fight and came back.

The other, pouring and pouring, is like using alcohol as an anesthetic, to numb your pain, and it looks much whiter.

If it weren't for the fact that he was already 'Wu Mo', following a change in the rainbow wall of the world, no one could believe that these two young men without a trace of energy in front of them would actually be strong in the realm of 'No'.

Especially Chen Qiye, in the world of practitioners, he knows nothing about Qi Haixue Mountain!
His arrival did not bring any turbulence to the two of them.

It was as if there was only a gourd of turbid wine left in the world, and he stood there, stroking his white beard, silently, quietly, without disturbing him.

For a long time, Chen Qiye slowly raised his eyes, and his eyes were far away.

As far as the white sky becomes dark, it is not that the sky is dark, but something emerges from behind the clouds, and immediately suppresses all the light in the wasteland, because this is the brightest god in the Haotian world. one of the things.

A huge golden dragon head poked out of the clouds with an indifferent expression, overlooking everything in this wasteland.

The golden dragon head is huge, far above the sky, but it seems to have appeared in the wasteland, right in front of all the wasteland spirits, all the details can be seen very clearly, the scales like a light mirror, like a volcano. The dragon horn has a specific shape, but it is indescribable. The color is like pure gold, but it seems to be transparent. It radiates infinite light and heat and sprinkles it on the wasteland ground.

With the appearance of the golden dragon, the entire Haotian world seemed to have a sacred bath.

Even the headmaster who was far away from the Xiling Temple also had a touch. This was the supreme golden dragon from the Haotian Divine Kingdom.

The golden dragon slowly turned, with bright eyes like two sides, and slowly glanced at the humans on the wasteland ground with an ancient silence, and released terrifying coercion indifferently.

Its will surpasses the emperor's will.

Because it directly represents the creator of all things, eternally above the Haotian above the sky.

Tang capital city, a ray of emotion!
Suzaku's eyes flashed, as if there was a thick fire burning in his eyes.

The ragged old man on the old carriage trembled slightly, pulled the curtains unconsciously, and muttered to himself, "What happened?"

His name is Yan Se, and he is the greatest magician in the world.

Lin 47 Lane, the back yard of Laobi Studio, the smoky smell is quite strong, the old man who is drying clothes is startled suddenly, raised his head, looked far away in the direction of the extreme north, and finally showed his eternal expression Surprised.

His name was Wei Guangming, and he stood on the throne of God.

Above the South China Sea, there is a flat boat.

Chen raised his hand, closed his eyes, and opened them again.

His eyes seemed to have traversed all distances and saw the brightest thing in the world.

Academy, Jiange, Tianqing...

There are too many, too many places, not to mention the Fate Realm, even in the Upper Nether Realm, I feel this incomparably sacred aura...

"Bright is immortal, Haotian is forever!"

On the peach hill, the chanting of the melody was full of eloquence, and they knelt down to the sky like courtiers worshiping the emperor, bowing to the highest in their eyes.

The deserted people move south, as if troubled times are about to start.

Now the coalition forces and young practitioners summoned by Xiling are gathered on this piece of Liaomang snowfield.

They, standing outside the snow camp, looked up at the vast light, trembling deeply.

There are records about dragons in the scriptures of Xiling Temple, there are also stories about dragons in Buddhist scriptures, and there are legends about dragons in the human world, but no one has ever seen the existence of dragons, let alone a golden dragon. A mythical creature would actually come to the world... The humans on the wasteland are going crazy.

Especially when the allied forces of the Xiling Temple, the eternal night is approaching, and the shadow of darkness is getting more and more terrifying.

Suddenly seeing the golden dragon representing the light, people burst into tears with excitement, knelt on the ground and kept knocking.

More people stared at the sky, as if they were demented.

The golden dragon unleashes infinite light, light represents warmth and love, but light sometimes means punishment, when people dare to look directly at the light with disrespect.

The next moment, the humans on the ground in the wasteland cried out in pain, covered their eyes and knelt to the ground, never daring to look at the sky again. However, the light sprinkled by the golden dragon on the sky is so attractive, and there are some devout believers who worship Haotian. , looked at that place with tears streaming down his face without fear of death.

The endless light fell, the tears on the faces of the believers were instantly steamed, and the liquid in the eyes was also steamed instantly, turning into two blue smoke and disappearing without a trace, thus becoming blind.

A group of saber-wielding murderers ran to the west. The direction they wanted to go was the direction of Chen Qiye and Bai Ningbing, but a dragon head shocked everything.

There was also a small team that was escorting food and grass, and they were also frightened by the sacred golden dragon.

They are Mo Shanshan and others from Mochi Garden, and... Jiang Ye's son of destiny: Ning Que.

All these changes come from a visitor from outside: Chen Qiye!

And his raised eyes made Bai Ningbing follow his gaze, and the bright eyes condensed in the long sky, majestic and majestic!

"Golden Dragon..."

The Master looked up at Hao Miao and sighed with surprise. He immediately turned to the two of them and said, "This is Haotian's will, and it is difficult to contend against. You two should leave with me!"

He was able to prevent Haotian from finding it in these hundreds of springs and autumns, and he had his own mysterious technique.

Unfortunately, no one answered him.

I only heard Bai Ningbing's indifferent voice: "Old Chen, this reminds me of that day thousands of years ago!"

Bai Ningbing pointed at the golden dragon in the sky and grinned: "Since that day, I have hated this reptile!"

As he spoke, a wisp of breath swirled into the sky, and when he raised his head again, the world trembled.

(End of this chapter)