rub the net in another world

Chapter 184 Fire Dye
Dingmao District was completely clean, the coiled river was completely dried out, and there were no trees left. Even though Zhou Ming used the standard field to protect many places, they still looked scorched everywhere. It is completely possible to shoot hell-themed movies on the spot.

There are still a lot of scorched fish in the dry riverbed, some of which are more than half a meter long. I don't know who kept them here. It seems that I feel distressed afterwards.

It's just that here, the other side is not too far behind. The transcendent and the dragon, the psionic style and the supernatural power confront each other, and the whole half can't find a complete foothold.

The evil dragon, after being pushed out by the flesh-body transcendent, actually pushed forward again. The space-time structure was constantly destroyed by some kind of violence, and then driven by the stability of the big universe, it hovered on the edge of destruction and restoration. , and finally shaped into a stronger deformed space-time structure.The plane gate of Emperor Capital Mountain expanded again, and the time and space at its edge were already extremely stable. At this time, if there were fleshly beings with sensitive bodies here, they would feel a little sluggish and heavy whether punching or running at the edge of the plane gate.

The evil dragon was still not satisfied, and wanted to open a bigger space door in order to squeeze in here.

As for the wound on his body, even though those extraordinary people participated in the attack later, the wound failed to expand, but healed seven or eight times.

The source of all this "magic", the power to open the plane door to break the space-time structure and restore the physical body all come from those two tattered wings.

The flow of rules between instigation has nothing to do with spiritual power, and even has little to do with supernatural powers. The information that operates is by no means a spectacle of individual innateness. It is a genre that can be regarded as a system no matter how rigorous or not .

But that giant dragon, Zong in Sanchez's mouth, should also be a supernatural being, so what's the matter?

When Zhou Ming couldn't figure it out, the dragon's wings flapped again, and the traces of the rule flow became clearer.

He's going to attack, and it's a big move!

I don't know if it's because Sanchez's death made him more urgent, or the spread of his wings gave him the ability to mobilize more power, without the need for sentient beings to detect and remind, the rules of movement between heaven and earth are much clearer than the previous few times, almost There were warning signs in everyone's mind.

No need for Hu Chongzheng's instructions, the experienced combat team has already prepared the best response plan, turned around to find the best response point, and quickly avoided the close-range fleshy creatures, and the naked upper body was obviously covered with sclerosis. Floor.

Speaking of which, fighting with the flesh body can never take off the clothes. Many psionic styles have the effect of inflating and multiplying in battle. If there is a transformable psionic style that can be applied to clothes, it is probably a selling point.

There are no exceptions among these. It is common sense for other specializations to throw a few shots in the past to try to interrupt them. Even the two flesh-body types also threw a few shots, except for Gu Changxing. Going against the trend without retreating, a half-meter-long blue light blade extended from the fist in his hand, and rushed towards the wound that he had hit before and cooperated with another fleshy creature to attack for a long time, and it was here Because of the continuous destruction of the two of them, the wounds in his body did not heal at all but became more serious.

The sharp blade in his hand is a B-level psionic style: dark cut, while the A-level psionic style that is activated at the wound is A-level psionic style: front dance.

The wound of the dragon claw seems to have been doubled speed, and only the faint blue brilliance can be seen continuously drawn in the sky. Because the speed is too fast, the static picture in the vision seems to be painted in blue on a painting with a background color. Crazy scribbling with careless pens.

This is one of them, there are two more conspicuous attacks, one is sent from the distant sky, a meteorite almost one-third the size of the dragon, hits in a straight line at an oblique angle.

This scene of a doomsday meteorite landing has an excellent name for its own psionic style.

A-level psionic formula: Moon Shadow.

It means the shadow of the full moon in the world.

The third is the jasper posts that have been spread all over the place. When it is finally about to be opened under the intertwining, the frontal position is changed to make room for Moon Shadow to avoid being affected.

However, all of this failed to prevent the dragon's anger from recklessly erupting.

The dragon's head was raised, the rules were compiled, and the black and red flames spit out.

In the world of lava and terracotta, everyone seems to have forgotten that dragons are experts at playing with fire.
Forget about it, there are no dragons in this world, they are not fantasy races!

The black and red flames encountered the incoming moon shadow first.

The sound of "boom" flame collision sounded, and the moon shadow glowed with azure fluorescence, isolating the flames from the outside, and shuttled forward in the center of the fire flow.The black-red flame was knocked out of the actual debris, splashed and hit the battlefield, and fell far to the area that was still intact. At the moment, the house collapsed and caught fire. The flame ignored the material, and there was nothing in the real concept burn.

It is impossible to guarantee whether the ghost castle will survive in this situation.

It seemed to be invincible, but it didn't last long, the blue outer layer became lighter and lighter until it finally dissipated, and the huge meteorite that shot obliquely lost the essence of the moon shadow and was ignited into a fireball.

There is no law to follow, and the meteorite is just a large stone. After being ignited, it will be burned into nothingness in the black and red fire in the blink of an eye.

Some manifestations beyond the material world show that the flames spit out from the dragon's mouth seem to be able to burn even the rules.

The shadow of the moon disappeared, and the evil dragon turned its head immediately, and the black and red fire swept across, as if the house owner finally couldn't stand it and wanted to clean up the bugs in the house.

The lava terracotta had already transformed the small half of the Imperial Capital Mountain into a sea of ​​fire and purgatory, and the black and red fire flow broke through the scope at this time.The fire flow is like a high-quality eraser, while the buildings on the ground are like graffiti drawn with pencils. They are wiped clean when they are wiped, and even some excessive force is used to wipe off a layer of paper.

Sweeping past, there were transcendents who couldn't dodge, and they couldn't last a few seconds longer than the steel and masonry buildings, and they disappeared in the same instant.

"Damn it!" Cui Rui shrank his pupils and straightened his body. Visually, the area that the torrent of destruction passed clearly included them.

"Commander! Run!"

Cui Rui carried Su Mo, who had just been rescued and was still unconscious, on her back, and turned to look at Zhou Ming, the official commander in the arena. In short, she had nothing to do.

Even asking this made her flustered, and she didn't know where else to run.

"Ah, it's not in a hurry."

However, Zhou Ming still looked like he was just waking up from a big dream deep in his thoughts. Even his eyes were dazed, and he took a while to raise his head.

It stands to reason that this calm and composed attitude should make the people below less worried, but the problem is not that the gun is pointed at the head, it is that the bullet has reached the temple!
Responses from all parties have been given.

Gu Changxing's Feng Wu finally came to fruition. The Dragon Claw, which had been seriously injured before, was now slashed with flesh and blood by the dark blade's crazily cutting, and a small half of his arm was broken from the joint.

There is only one support point left for the body in the gate of the plane, but the dragon has not lost its balance. The black and red fire flow does not have any deflection, and it must run to the end.

(End of this chapter)