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Volume 1 Beyond the Nebula Chapter 99 Arrival

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    Night, deeper.  Suddenly, a high-decibel whistle sounded outside, and the warning bells of various systems such as magic patterns and illusions rang at the same time. Feng Qinglang immediately jumped up from the blanket and shot out of the tent.  The sky is covered with thick black clouds, as if being ruthlessly stirred by a pair of cruel hands, causing the entire sky to form vortexes of various sizes. If you stare at it for a long time, you feel as if you are about to be sucked into the swirling dark clouds.  Among them, there will be no recovery from now on.  The huge magic pattern covering the Feiyu Islands is flashing with colorful light at a fast pace, which is in sharp contrast with the gloomy sky and seems to be a silent confrontation.  Several of Feng Qinglang¡¯s assistants were rushing in from different directions, panting and reporting the same content over and over again, and there were significant abnormalities in various data monitoring.  Feeling the fierce wind blowing in his face, listening to the screams that sounded like a hundred ghosts, and the faint smell of blood in the air that didn't know where it came from Feng Qinglang knew that this day had finally come. He  He said in a deep voice: "Everyone returned to their posts and entered the first level of combat preparation. It is no longer a drill. Next, the actual combat is about to begin." The Feiyu Islands are too big. When the wind is so strong, everyone is busy in all directions.  Among the shouts and murmurs of various mantras starting to warm up, the various bells and whistles were no longer enough to completely convey the signal clearly. Bundles of fireworks shot out from various lakesides, under the sky with thick clouds.  , dancing out symbols one by one.  The magic patterns entered the final test. A large number of magic pattern masters flew over the Feiyu Islands, checking every possible loophole. The monsters on the islands below also roared in front of such a scene that looked like the end of the world.  Ming, the magic pattern was injected with a large amount of spiritual power, and it became even more radiant.  Feng Qinglang looked diagonally across the way. Beatrice was standing next to the material cart, on standby. Feeling Feng Qinglang's gaze, she turned her head and nodded slightly. Feng Qinglang also smiled and nodded in response.  When he turned around, Nan Xinghun, Anu, and Utanella were already standing behind him, looking at these three breathtaking beauties. He was about to hug them one by one and say something, but the girls took the initiative to step forward and kiss his face.  With a gentle kiss, they dispersed in all directions and returned to their original posts.  On a small island in the center of the Feiyu Islands, the Doomsday Dragon, the Baby Elephant and the still-sleeping Ke'er stood on three legs, sitting around the magic wood porcelain plate. Behind them was a large circle of solemn-looking illusionists.  They are adjusting themselves to the best condition in their own way.  For such a shocking scene, the eruption of the Folding Space Demon King's volcano was nothing. The little elephant said in a slightly trembling voice: "Is the battle before the doomsday that Qinglang mentioned about coming soon?" His only question  The only person to communicate with is Your Majesty the Doomsday Dragon. This color dragon looked up at the sky. In addition to fireworks, there were more than twenty peerless powerful men, including Nu Lang, who once hated him forever, and the man known as Alans.  The Dong Ditian of nightmares, the monarch from the ocean world, and the unknown strong man from the forest world. They come from all continents and all races. Now they gather together for the same purpose. They represent the highest combat power in the world. They are in  Within their respective nations and countries, they are all supreme beings.  Although thick clouds are rolling in, the Doomsday Dragon still feels the stars are shining brightly.  So, his response to the little elephant was: "Damn, there are so many powerful people, how can I run away in a while?" The little elephant asked doubtfully: "Grandpa, didn't you come here voluntarily?" Only ghosts volunteer?  The Doomsday Dragon cursed in his heart, watching his own clansmen begin to transform in the sky, and giant dragons tumbling in and out of the thick clouds. He seemed to think of some past events that had long been forgotten, and some soft places deep in his heart also  Being inexplicably touched, he sighed and whispered: "Little guy, we are just a bridge. The real battlefield is on the other side of the bridge. Don't do anything overestimating your capabilities. We will be safe and sound, so you don't have to be afraid."  The little elephant nodded vigorously and said seriously: "This is the same as what Qinglang said. Grandpa, I believe you are a good person, so let us fight side by side." A figure came against the wind. Everyone was just a blur in front of their eyes. Feng Qinglang was already standing in the illusion.  One meter above the wooden porcelain plate, he nodded slightly to everyone around him and said in a deep voice: "Let's get started." The magic pattern suddenly glowed brightly, and a group of illusionists sat down cross-legged neatly, a moment that was improved by Feng Qinglang.  After thousands of years, everyone's spiritual power was finally activated and they were temporarily united, echoing each other, and being involved in the deep darkness together.  It seemed like just a moment, and it seemed like a very, very long time passed before the darkness gradually faded away.  The whole world began to have white color. Black and white blended and changed in the interlacing process, and gradually became color.  Everyone¡¯s consciousness is suddenly drawn into the colorful depths, as if falling into a colorful kaleidoscope. Colorful pictures emerge one after another around them, and they can¡¯t tell whether they are what they remember.The past in the depths is still the image of the fleeting millennium or the magic wooden porcelain plate.  The mist is like veil, the small bridges and flowing water in the early morning, the breathtakingly beautiful green mountains and green water, people playing wildly next to the clear sea water, the deep canyon with the cliff skyline and the sun shining down, the end of the desert filled with yellow sand  , an oasis of intoxicating beauty The pictures come one after another, and everyone is dizzying. It makes people further dilute the concept of time, and is involved in this world where it is unclear whether it is real or fake.  In the middle Feng Qinglang's voice calmly reached everyone's ears in this colorful kaleidoscope: "Our spirit has been connected with the ultimate seal. Please keep your heart and never get lost." Following the voice  With the sound of the sound, the kaleidoscope suddenly fell to the end, the world turned dark again, and the bright colors that once made people feel relaxed and happy instantly faded away They were like falling from a bright kaleidoscope into another passage about hell  ¡­ Scenes like Shura Fields rushed into everyone¡¯s eyes, the wailing of tens of thousands of hungry people under the dazzling sunlight, unknown numbers of people buried alive in dirty pits, corpses littering the fields under the bloody dusk¡­ Let everyone  Everyone wishes they could close their eyes to stop these inhumane scenes, but in the spiritual world, there is no such thing as closing one's eyes. The scenes can still clearly appear in everyone's mind, the desperate deep sighs and wailings,  Wave after wave hits everyone, until people even begin to suspect that they have fallen into endless hell, and the world gradually returns to clarity
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