The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

“Let's say so. ”

Princess Thousand Dollars replied when Song Lang asked whether the Childhood Princess of the Peacock Dynasty was going to provoke a dispute between the two countries to declare war on the Westwind Empire.

It's simple, decisive, and a little careless.

What does it feel like?

It was like a teenager who opened a love sink and handed her long love letters over to a woman she liked, shyly and frightened, and the woman just replied, "Put it there."

You think of life as something important, but in the eyes of others, it's just a little bit of a sesame garlic thing.

That's the bottom line of the House of Ten Thousand Kings?

Song Lang is a member of the Song family, and if it is not necessary, he dares not easily provoke a conflict between countries. Not to mention the super-empire battle with the Peacock Dynasty, which is only possible if the Song family's core figures discuss nods together.

He thinks that the princess of the Peacock Dynasty should enjoy the same power as he does, and shoulder the corresponding responsibility.

How can we easily push all the people into war?

But this peacock princess doesn't give a shit about these, about her status, about her duties, about her appearance.

“If you want to fight, I will. ”

Song Lang understood, that's what she meant.

He's arrogant, he has no one in his eyes.

If someone had done that to him, Song Lang would have broken his leg or severed his limbs and thrown them in a mass grave.

The person who said this to him was the little princess of the Peacock dynasty and was wearing the world-renowned five-shaped glass mirror.

It's not easy to risk killing her.

She's like a rose with a spike, you can't pick it up, you can't pick her up. There was nothing I could do about her.

“Can't you just hang up like this? ”

“Win a thousand degrees, you know what you're talking about?” Song Lang drinks furiously: “Is it a trick between nations? ”

“It's not a play.” General Baiyu pointed to the war in the distance and said: "Didn't we already start? ”

As they speak, the Kirin army is being killed by the Vietnam Ghost Dance Corps, and the formation begins to collapse and the hearts begin to dissipate. It was only a matter of time before the whole army was slaughtered.

“Win Thousand Degrees" Song Lang looked sad and shouted and drank: “Do you need to do something so decisive? No way out? ”

“Never?” General Baiyu's voice suddenly became sharp, pointing to Li Shepherd and others who were guarded by the fat man's defeated hedge. He drank angrily: “When you used the power of raising the country against Li Shepherd, how could you be so determined? When you brought together practitioners from one country to hunt down Lee Shepherd, why didn't you think of leaving him a way back? ”

“He's nothing more than an insignificant man. But there will be more profitable dealings between you and our Song family."

“Never.” General Baiyu interrupted Song Lang's words and said resolutely: “Our winners will never collude with the usurper. That's an insult to the winning name. ”

“Win a thousand degrees."

“What, so sad? Feeling powerless? You think you've been hurt? When you treated Li Shepherd like that, you didn't expect yourself to have one of these days, did you?” General Bai Yu said viciously: “Now, I will reinterpret all the pain you have inflicted on Li Shepherd and his family. ”

As he spoke, General Bai Yu's body suddenly flew up, and the long sword in his hand had long been stuck in a sword box on the horse's back, holding a full-bodied green flute in the middle of his hand.

“Magic flute. ”

Song Lang shouted out.

He had a feeling he wanted to die.

The Magic Flute also belongs to the Divine State Treasure Vessel. Although it ranks lower than the Dragon King's tears, weak water heart and other epic artifacts, it is also a powerful presence that can be logged into the Treasure Vessel Spectrum.

The Magic Flute plays a variety of killer songs. The more powerful the practitioner, the more lethal the song he can play. Different cards, the size of the tune, the pessimism of the emotions, the power that can be played out is also different. The more powerful the songs are, the stronger the power can be generated. For example, the Marquis, the Ambush on the Ten Sides, and the General's Order.

When the strength of the practitioner reaches a certain level, a song can kill thousands of armies.

Think carefully, what's the difference between this kind of behavior and God?

The Magic Flute kills, the Lord attacks.

Five-shaped glass mirror maintains protection against gold, wood, water, fire and earth.

The two are mutually reinforcing and mutually reinforcing. How can we fight this war?

Song Lang thought that if he was not Song Lang, Solo would surrender his weapon.

It's bullying.

General Baiyu's body was swept over the sky, the sky was windy, the raincoat was blown by the wind, and Baiyu was blown by the wind.

With the pipe in his hands, the flute appeared brittle and his fingers grew longer and more white.

She held the demonic flute to her mouth, and a rushing voice burst out of nowhere.

Kill!

What plays out is a ‘kill’ word.

The short voice was like a dagger and turned towards Song Lanza in the distance without warning.

Song Lang has been through hundreds of wars and has a great deal of experience in killing people.

The long sword in his hand stopped against his chest.

Bell

A crisp sound came, his body retracted two steps, and the note played by the demonic flute struck against his blade and smashed.

Song Lang didn't have time to breathe. A string of killer characters blew out of the magic flute.

Warrior's Row!

General Baiyu plays the most murderous "General March".

Ten paces to kill a man.

Thousands of miles.

Here we go, brush.

No retention and name

Each character is a dagger, and each tone is a hit.

A long string of notes is a long gun, a sword, a knife sword sword cut across towards Song Lang's position.

Song Lang felt the pressure.

He held the sword and chopped it, chopping off the flying character tones.

But the magic flute keeps going, and the characters keep going.

Like the water of the sea, it never dries up.

Like the sky, it never ends.

The more Song Lang chops, the more he chops, the more he eats.

Because he found that as the flute became more rushed and fierce, the more notes gathered, the more he had the strength to surround it.

“Never let it surround you. ”

Song Lang thought in his heart.

“If you are surrounded by those notes, you will be broken into your heart by a sword, and you will die without a place to bury yourself. ”

When Song Lang thinks so, he is prepared to make his toughest counterattack.

His sword chopped a bunch of notes open, and his body flew rapidly over the sky.

The higher you fly, the faster you fly. It's like going outside the Nine Nights Cloud.

Boom!

His body suddenly burned violently as he stormed over the sky.

Red bright, flaming.

The higher the flame burned, it disappeared completely in front of people.

General Bai Yu, no matter what he doesn't hear, just plays his song.

Warrior's Row!

The sound of murder!

Enemy breaking song!

This song is steep and stylish and cannot be interrupted easily. Otherwise, even you will get hurt.

Boom!

The red flame fell rapidly from the sky, like a meteor suddenly falling from the sky.

The fire drew a beautiful curve over the dark curtain, and a 'bang’ struck the past towards General Whitefeather, who was blowing.

General Bai Yu raised his face and held the flute with his hands, playing desperately.

One character after the other goes towards the fireball, surrounds it, and wraps it up.

In her pretty pupils, the fireball gets closer and bigger.

Watch as she's about to fall on her and burn her to coke.

However, General Bai Yu remained stationed, standing at high altitude, motionless.

She's not stuck, she's stubborn.

She devotes all of her mind to the song "The Warrior's Row", and a little bounce leaks the consequences of the dispersion of her power.

It would be extremely difficult, if not extremely difficult, to try to bring that together again as if it were a real killing machine.

It's getting closer.

It's getting brighter.

Boom!

When that giant fireball was about to fall over General Whitefeather's head, a bright white light suddenly appeared above the sky before the loud explosion was heard.

Fireball exploded.

Song Lang burned his real life yuan in the Dantian field. The "Daguang Ming Jing", which he did his best to develop, was broken by the song played by General Bai Yu.

His strength is far less than that of Song Lonely, so the results of the same exercise are very different.

Boom!

The dust of the explosion dissipated and Song Lang's body fell heavily into the ice and snow.

“Vomit."

Song Lang looked up to the sky and spit blood in his mouth.

Psst.

The enemy is destroyed and the song is scattered.

General Baiyu held a demonic flute and slowly fell.

Her feet landed in front of Song Lang and she looked down at him like she was looking at a dead man.

“Win a thousand degrees, you can't kill me," Song Lang sighed. “I am the blood of the Song family. If you kill me, your winners will fight the Song dynasty. By then, the Westwind Empire and the Great Martial Power will be allied. It will be bad for your Peacock Dynasty."

“I don't care about the state.” General Bai Yu's voice spoke indifferently.

She raised the demonic flute in her hand and slashed it against Song Long above the ground.

Clicking

A turquoise energy flashed and Song Lang's body was split in half.

Song Lang died in battle.