He and It

As he spoke, he opened his pitch-black claws and struck the God of Drought with his palms. He was 100% angry, so this blow also contained 10% power. The violent energy collided with the flowing fire, instantly forming a shock wave as dazzling as an exploding star in the hall! Liu Fuguang's eyes were filled with bright colors, and he almost went blind on the spot.

In the flames, I heard the God of Drought say Huh in confusion: I didn't expect that you still have some strength left.

Before he could cover his eyes, Liu Fuguang raised his head in great surprise - after being blasted by Yan Huan with his divine power, the God of Drought was still alive and unscathed!

How can this be?

Yan Huan's expression changed several times, and finally stayed on an extremely vicious expression, and asked in a deep voice: Who are you?

The God of Drought moved his arms around the circle and said slowly: I am the God of Drought.

Why didn't I know that as the daughter of the Yellow Emperor, there are still bitches left in the world? Yan Huan sneered, Who are you?

The God of Drought assumed an attacking stance and whispered: I am the God of Drought.

Before he finished speaking, the giant's huge body shot out like thunder, instantly smashing half of the Chishui Palace, and like a dazzling red light, it knocked Yan Huan out of the plain thousands of miles away! Liu Fuguang was shocked and hurriedly followed up with Zongyun. However, within a few breaths, the fight between the two had reached a fever pitch, like two crazy beasts tearing and devouring each other.

The muscles of the God of Drought flowed and pulsated, like the original fire at the beginning of the creation of the world, while Yan Huan had countless huge mouths and tentacles rising one after another, like an eternal nightmare, vowing to chew up all the bones of his opponent.

Red and dark blood spurted out, and then even the blood flowers that fell to the ground came to life, and red and dark beasts were derived from them, fighting each other.

The God of Drought was almost trapped in the torrent of thousands of snakes. While trying his best to avoid being swallowed, he continuously punched out, arousing fist shadows that filled the sky with flames. When the punch hit the fierce point, he roared loudly: I am not! The female demon's ! Bitch!”

Yan Huan responded with a scornful laugh. He spent his strength fighting the Drought God and replenished his strength in the process. He is like the meanest but most terrifying leech in the world, swallowing the flesh, blood and essence of his enemies endlessly.

The only thing that surprised him was that everything from the Drought God confirmed what the other party said. The origin of the God of Drought is very close to divine power, but it is slightly different from divine power. In fact, he is indeed qualified to say those four words - I am the God of Drought.

Then what are you? Yan Huan laughed sharply, The female slave was exiled to the shore of Chishui and has never married in her life. Perhaps it is more appropriate to call you a bastard!

In an instant, the God of Drought screamed, and a substantial flame arose all over his body. The temperature of the flame was so high that the tip of the flame showed a dazzling light like platinum, just like his anger at the moment. The flames soared hundreds of feet. With this power, he broke free from the deformed mouths wrapped around his body and knocked Yan Huan away with all his strength.

His blood-red skin was completely mottled, and the torn texture was filled with the luster of magma. He looked like a skinned giant, dripping with blood and extremely ferocious.

At that time, the female slave was fighting for the common people in the world. Even if she exhausted her last bit of divine power, she would have no regrets! The God of Drought roared, I inherited her legacy and became the new God of Drought. How can I tolerate you? slander!

Liu Fuguang looked at him in shock. He had also been curious before about where the drought god's power came from, but he had never thought about this strange path to rise - having the same roots and species as the old god, and then inheriting his ambitions or wishes, as long as he has the strength If you are big enough and your obsession is deep enough, you might actually be able to become a god!

Yan Huan's condition was worse than the other's. Half of the tentacles on his body were burned by the high temperature. His old limbs were broken and new limbs were regenerated, so that he looked like a melting candle, and the terrifying burnt black wax kept flowing out. It flows down and gradually gathers into a twisted lake on the ground.

In the past six thousand years, except for the inner demon, the God of Drought was the first opponent to make him so embarrassed.

First, how did you know that the female slave was willing and not driven by the Yellow Emperor? Were you hiding under the female slave's bed and eavesdropping? Yan Huan laughed maliciously, Second, okay, there is no second, Because the first one is ridiculous enough. If the female tyrant knew that you were here to build a memorial arch and wear a high hat for her, she would be so angry that she would slap you twice.

Liu Fuguang had a bad heart. Looking at the appearance of the Drought God with one Buddha born and two Buddhas ascending to heaven, it was obvious that he was about to explode. He rushed forward with all his strength and threw the Sun Pearl in the center of the battlefield, hoping to be able to withstand one or two.

At that moment, time was like slowly flowing rain.

The pearl rolled down, and Yan Huan also rushed over at the same time, wanting to protect him. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he pushed Yan Huan's cassock out of a pile of folds, and the whole person was folded into the pile of burnt clothes. Tentacles that smell like blood.

——The next second, the anger of the Drought God suddenly erupted, which was more majestic than a hundred active volcanoes!

All the sounds in the world disappeared, and only overwhelming white light remained in front of Liu Fuguang's eyes. The Sunlight Pearl instantly shattered, forming a barrier of shining aura, blocking the two of them. However, the shock wave generated when the God of Drought erupted, like a kicked ball, instantly kicked the two of them thousands of miles away, and then they were knocked back to the Chishui Shrine. among.

Liu Fuguang opened his eyes wide and looked behind him in horror, with only one floating thought in his mind.

Everything in the world is always coincidental.

With a swish sound, the two of them, wearing clothes and hats, crashed into the world-viewing mirror that was as round as a full moon.

Chapter 228 Ask Here (Fifty Six)

There was little rain and continuous drought.

The war between countries has been going on for many years. In this world, water has become the most important resource and wealth. The powerful national livestock army pumps out deep and cold underground rivers for the residents of the country to drink. The weak tribes are like duckweeds lingering in the wind, following the rare oases and rain in the desert. When the water source is exhausted, or If they are attacked and killed, a tribe will be quickly annihilated in the vast sea of ​​sand.

The area of ​​this oasis is very wide. It has a small lake as flat as a mirror. Water plants and precious trees grow on the lakeside. It is natural that it is like a rare pearl in the desert, attracting four different people. tribe.

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