The sky and the earth are vast, and disasters are rising one after another. Saveleg and the wolf, who have stopped when King Arthur slashes with his sword, look at each other from a distance.
The world is so big in the eyes of the weak, so big that they can't see it all in their lifetime. The world is so small in the eyes of the strong, so small that they are just waiting for them to conquer and possess. For weak beings, it is sad to know too much. For strong beings,
To know too little is to be incompetent.
On the seventh day of the Battle of the Apostles, the stars were like rain and the moon was like dew.
A pair of dark eyes suddenly looked down: "Now that I'm here, how long will I have to hide?"
"The look in your eyes is always so annoying." The Thirteen Pirates who were discovered walked on the wind and stood in the air: "I have never hidden it, but I just saw how fierce the fight was, so I need to rest first."
"It's not easy to pick up bargains." Safeleg's voice was low, and the bone scepter in his hand suddenly paused: "Another piece of trash, do you want me to invite you?"
Pale bone spikes rose from the ground, and Dong Chen, who had no way to hide, had to jump out.
Standing in mid-air, Bone Spur chased after him like crazy. After exhausting his breath, Dongchen fell with all his strength. Saveleg looked away with disdain: "It turns out he is a waste..."
Nawu, Sanmanduo, Fazheluo, Nan, Han!
Chanting the mantra, stroking the sword with his hand, the sadness disappeared in a flash.
Thunder and lightning flashed, wind and rain drifted away, Dongchen's tongue burst out and he spat out the word "spring thunder"...
Residual solution!
A moment of glory, a second of ten thousand years. The cross-shaped long sword Dainsleif hurt people and never healed. Now that the soul of the sword has awakened, it is even better than before.
The dark red sword light flashed into the night, and the Thirteen Pirates' figure flashed and stood on the left side of Dongchen. "You shouldn't have come."
"With such a grand occasion, wouldn't you regret not coming to Qi?"
"That's so loud. You are the brother that Jasmine misses so much, and you don't look like much." After all was said and done, with a swing of the spear, Jasmine's beauty appeared on Dongchen's right side, and the situation became clear instantly.
Safeleg looked around arrogantly, showing no interest in joining forces.
Cang Lang had rejected the invitation of Thirteen Pirates, and had just fought to death with Safeleg. Now the only one who could join forces was King Arthur. However, King Arthur was an even more arrogant master than Safeleg.
"Boy, if you touch something that belongs to me, you will have to pay for it with your life."
The princess he believed to be the princess ran away with someone. As the King of England, Arthur Hebrews was furious and slashed with his sword.
The sharp sword flashed like a rainbow and lightning. Dongchen, who had seen it once, quickly turned sideways and retreated.
There was a loud roar, and a piece of bones exploded. Saveleg, who was lying and shot, turned around angrily: "How dare you bully me, rat."
A few traces of distracted thinking were attacked by evil hands. The scepter of Saveleg was raised high, and the door to the underworld was wide open. The dark light shone brightly, and the pale bone sickle struggled to get out.
"Reptiles, all die for me!"
The Bone War Scythe whizzed across, wind and rain followed, and thunder and lightning arose.
King Arthur swung the sharp blade across the air, a cloud of blood arrows flew out, and several pieces of golden armor exploded.
Slowly turning back, looking at the war scythe changing reality, King Arthur spat out a mouthful of blood: "You are very good!"
A series of strange injuries finally aroused the king's anger. With his sharp blade raised high and his eyes like cold stars, Arthur Hebrew sang loudly: "Fight for victory and oath, liberation, the sword of the king."
The golden light flashed brightly, the sword clanked, half of the skeleton scepter in Savleg's hand was missing, and the flames of war spread. The wolf's eyes rolled a few times, stamped his feet and jumped into the air, with his sharp claws popping out and hanging upside down in the air, aiming directly at his old enemy.
Thirteen.
"Don't forget what you promised. Time is running out. It's time for me to leave."
Raise your head, raise your head, the endless red light gathers, the power of the curse is added, and the Thirteen Thirteen Pirates point out with three fingers.
"As evidenced by the twelve constellations of the zodiac, their fates are connected with each other, life and death are intertwined, and immortality and incarnation are intertwined."
The words fell and people died. The Thirteen Pirates disappeared and did not summon their own star generals in the end, but he used his life to curse the other three.
Light and shadow intersect, and sound shakes thunder.
Behind Safeleg, the door to the underworld creaked and turned into ashes in the brilliant sword slash. King Arthur, who succeeded in the attack and retreated hastily, did not get any advantage. The so-called indestructible sheath shield collapsed due to the injury to his left hand.
go out.
Witnessing the tragic battle situation with her own eyes, the beauty next to Dongchen suddenly said: "I am going to carry out my final mission. I hope there will be tomorrow."
The fragrant wind blew across the face, the figure jumped out, and the beauty transformed from Jasmine flicked her spear.
Liberate Longinus!
Chaos, boundless chaos. Savleg's arrogance, King Arthur's prowess, the Wolf's weirdness, plus Longinus' determination.
During the fierce battle, the stars in the sky brightened leisurely, and the Snake and Crane stars fought against their natural enemies.
Stardust is flying in the wind and rain, a melee is raging from all sides, swords and spears are coming and going, you stop singing, and we start again.
No one is a friend, no one is not an enemy.
Dongchen raised his sword and murmured to himself: "I really have a headache! The feeling of being ignored is unpleasant, very unpleasant, very unpleasant."
If you're not happy, go ahead and do whatever it takes, just for a moment of beauty. People are forced out.
Sword Flash·Yukong has no strength and no fighting style. Since it can't be the main force, it can only be used as a troublemaker.
With his sinister and weird sword moves and his erratic body movements, Dong Chen slashed in the air in the east and kicked in the west, occasionally firing out two sword auras that were neither painful nor itchy, but were extremely disgusting.
.Yes, it is sword energy, not meanness. Although there is a little bit of meanness in the sword energy, it is undoubtedly sword energy.
Whoosh... Bang! With a violent roar, the beauty transformed from Jasmine swung her spear, forcing the wolf back to take the time to say: "Don't cause trouble."
"You can leave if you don't want to fight." Dongchen glanced at her with an evil smile and swung the sword out again.
"hateful!"
Whether it's hateful or not is not what Dongchen needs to worry about. What Dongchen cares about right now is just creating opportunities. Cursed by the twelve constellations of the zodiac, the three guys have killed each other many times without knowing it.
There are stray bullets everywhere, and if you don't pay attention, you will get hit. Now that Dongchen is involved, this kind of thing happens more frequently.
Dodge? Escape?
Safeleg and King Arthur couldn't afford to lose that man. As for the wolf, he wanted to run away, but as a participant in the war, he couldn't run away. In frustration, he poured out all his anger on the giant snake.
Cranes dance in the sky, giant snakes neigh, stars shine brightly and all enemies are dead.
The wolf stared helplessly at the snake's mouth on the crane's neck, then turned around and rushed towards Safeleg.
The sky is full of life and death, and the sea is covered with clouds.
The Sanyo consul, who was wearing a military uniform and wearing a pen, was worried: "You haven't found the little fat one yet?"
"No, no." The new secretary-general tried his best to keep his voice calm, but he couldn't help but tremble all over his body, and his white teeth chattered loudly.
In two days, he went from a low-level secretary to a high-ranking secretary-general. In ordinary times, this was a blessing that could not be achieved in eight lifetimes. But now, even the cook knows what a fateful position this is.
In fact, the young white guy became the secretary-general precisely because his military rank was low enough. A group of civilian workers pushed him back and forth, from top to bottom, and finally it was his turn.
Now facing the Sanyang Consul who was easygoing, the young secretary-general kept praying in his heart: "Great Lord, you must bless your believers. Don't let the Tailong Consul get angry, I... I don't want to feed him