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Seeing that Luo Jiujiang was about to be gutted by Changlong. Just at the critical moment, the piece of beautiful jade that Luo Cang casually hung on Luo Jiujiang's neck before retreating, suddenly rang out.
Faster than the sharp claw that had touched Luo Jiujiang's chest, a layer of light green light film was formed close to Luo Jiujiang's skin, and it grew into a perfect circle only when Luo Jiujiang breathed.
This light film looks silent, and its shape is quite similar to the bubble that Du Chuan used to escape on the bottom of the sea that day, but its power is one in the sky and the other in the ground. Before Luo Jiujiang could react, the film of light pushed Hualong's Han Qianling out by more than three feet.
The long dragon covered in blue scales wailed, and the parts of the body that touched the light film became dim and black in the blink of an eye, as if scorched by some kind of hot thunder.
? Luo Jiujiang took a breath, his eyes trembled suddenly after letting the sharp dragon claws touch his chest, and his face did not change, and he blurted out a call in an instant: "Qianling!"
The long dragon glanced at him condescendingly. There was no emotion or familiarity in the blue and cold eyes, only hunger and killing intent.
The next moment, Changlong turned his head and abandoned Luo Jiujiang, and stared at Du Chuan who was running to the distance as soon as he turned around.
From the mutation just now to the present, only one or two fingers has passed in total, but Du Chuan was able to keep a distance of thirty or forty feet away from the long dragon, thinking that he was trying to escape.
The long dragon was not in a hurry to chase, but just swayed its tail idly. It opened its huge mouth and sucked a whale, and Du Chuan was kicked from a distance indiscriminately, and was pulled back by this force. Seeing that his face is full of pain and struggle, he must have been fighting against the power of the dragon, but that resistance is like a fly shaking a tree, and it is silent.
During this period, Luo Jiujiang has been trying to cross or break the layer of light covering his body. This dark green light film has a very strong protective effect, but it also limits Luo Jiujiang's ability to move, making it impossible for him to step forward, like a bastard who insists on the green hills and does not let go.
Just when Du Chuan was pulled to Changlong's mouth and was about to be bitten off by it, Luo Jiujiang didn't care about the light film anymore. He gripped the handle of the knife tightly, his tongue burst into spring thunder, and almost used up all the skills he had accumulated in the first half of his life. He poured out the strength of Yinsha, and said hoarsely: "Qianling! Don't eat him!"
For a villain like Du Chuan, he should be killed no matter what. Luo Jiujiang only thinks that he dirty Han Qianling's hands. But if Han Qianling wakes up and realizes that he has eaten people, Luo Jiujiang is afraid that he will feel sad.
"Thousands of mountains! Thousands of mountains!"
"Luo Jiujiang is here! Why doesn't Qianling come back to his senses!"
The long dragon's movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water, and his teeth were about to touch Du Chuan's arm. Luo Jiujiang slammed him in the head, but he stopped his movements abruptly, and looked back in a trance. There was a lot of trouble.
At this moment, there was a sudden thunder out of thin air above the secret realm! A few bolts of lightning also broke through the air, illuminating the entire mountaintop in a cold whiteness, and the thunder followed closely behind, and the sound of rumbling was endless. Luo Jiujiang looked up and saw that the original secret place of Chunhe Jingli had turned gloomy at some point, and layers of dark clouds had piled up in the sky.
The long dragon closed its bloody mouth and circled up, the fluctuating emotion in its eyes disappeared in an instant. It didn't intend to swallow Du Chuansheng any more, but it slammed Du Chuansheng into the ground with its claws in the air.
Du Chuansheng died on the spot before he could utter a word. Longhua's Han Qianling didn't give Luo Jiujiang a look, and he got up in the blink of an eye, only to run towards the sky full of thunder.
The next moment, the entire secret realm shook, and even Luo Jiujiang, who was firmly protected in the dark green mask, fell to the ground amid violent shaking. In an instant, the sky shattered a huge mouth, like a mouth that was torn up to the ear. Some kind of terrifying and silent gale poured in, almost instantly, Luo Jiujiang realized what happened: Qianling broke this space!
After all, the secret realm is just a small world, just like the seven islands, it is a space. I don't know how powerful Han Qianling's blow was, it could tear the world apart!
Luo Jiujiang watched helplessly as the blue dragon flew away from the crack. As soon as Hanqianling's tail tip disappeared from the crack, there was a huge gravitational pull from the crack in the sky, and the hills, grassland, and black soil all swirled and flew towards the unknown black light.
Luo Jiujiang was standing under the shattered sky, so naturally he was the first to bear the brunt. The jade pendant given by Luo Cang lasted only for a moment, and then countless cracks broke out from the jade heart with a click. Luo Jiujiang couldn't resist anymore, and was pulled into the endless darkness together with countless dusty trees.
The high-speed rotation made Luo Jiujiang almost vomit, and the clods hit him one after another.Keeping his mouth shut, he swallowed the blood rushing to his throat, and a miserable smile appeared on his usually open-minded face.
"No wonder you never want to sing in front of me, Qianling, you rely on your charming voice, you don't even know that you're actually out of tune, and you can make people cry when you hear something ugly"
With a blink of his eyes, two full circles were suddenly scalded by hot tears in the snow.
? These two tears seemed to be some kind of signal. The moment of heavy reality finally broke through the light and hazy feeling. Countless questions came one after another, making me almost breathless.
At this time, his clothes were all in pieces, the fabric on his chest was torn apart by Han Qianling's claws, the right hem and his belt were swallowed by the turbulent space flow, and the sole of his left boot fell off at some point. Leave an empty boot shaft. As for gifts from those he cherishes
The beautiful jade is cracked, the red thread is broken, and the spiritual bag is lost. The departure of these instruments seems to have some kind of ominous meaning, which symbolizes that the relationship between family, friendship, and master-student has all fallen from his fingers at the same time.
Luo Jiujiang cast his eyes on the vast snow field in front of him.
This world is empty and huge, as if he is the only one left in the world.
Fate only left him with a knife.
Luo Jiujiang pulled out the black long knife that he had been holding tightly in his palm, looked at it as if he wanted to get to know him again, then tightened the scattered rags on his body, and strode towards the unknown road ahead.
If you look at it from a distance, the gray sky and the white earth seem to be connected as one, and between the sky and the earth, the black of Luo Jiujiang's back and the red oozing from his feet are the only colors in this world.
He staggered as he walked on the snow field, wrapped in the cold wind and blocked by snow flakes. But his imposing manner is as still as a bell, like a wounded lone wolf determined to walk until death, and also like a monument that can stand still until the end of time.
Fate also left him with a knife. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com