The Legend of the Dragon King

As he spoke, he pointed to Tang Dynasty Lin's Golden Dragon Gun. He was very fond of this cool looking long gun, but since he knew it was untouchable, he could only be respectful and distant.

Tang Mailin similarly glanced at the golden dragon gun in his hand. He looked at the golden color, the huge gun blade, and his head was filled with pride.

King's Gun! Be sure to grasp its true meaning. Otherwise, I'm sorry. This seems to be an artifact of its own accord. Yes, in Tang Mai Lin's heart, the Golden Dragon Gun is the artifact. How could I have condensed the dragon's nucleus so quickly without it?

Some jealously looked at the Golden Dragon Gun, Jiang Mae said: “You must be about to break level 60? Need a new soul? On our side, we are going to the Spirit Tower in the Fire Basin, to the Spirit Tower Organization to provide our Legion of the Blood God, the quality is still very high. ”

Tang Mailin shook his head, “I don't need it, I have the right one. ”

Of course he does. The tulips are inside his natural species. He can always feel the smell of tulips and the plant soul beasts that have been repaired for 100,000 years. They can be said to be the true heritage of Tang Mailin.

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The grey wind blows across the earth, blowing through a bushel. The whole world seems to be gray, made up of countless ashes.

The grey world has no glimpse of the edge, no starbucket, no sun, just endless grey. The gray distance is deeper gray!

If life comes here, the only thing you can feel is the despair here.

Endless despair spreads far and wide.

And at this moment, in this desperate world, a man is moving slowly. His whole body was covered in a large black cape, surrounded by a layer of black air currents, rejecting the grey outside.

If all around him is despair, then the breath that emanates from him is death!

Death and despair are neither contradictory nor conflicting.

“Why are you here!” Low voices suddenly come from all sides. The whole grey world has become distorted, as if it had turned into a giant grey vortex.

The black figure finally stopped, and he raised his head slowly, beneath the black cloak, two luminous lights emitted, his eyes.

“The Lord of the Abyss, is it not your intercession that brought me here? ”

“What do you want?” The low voice asked directly what he wanted.

“Our purpose has always been the same. What you want is constant devouring, elevating the abyss and becoming your special kingdom. And what I want is endless wrongdoing, turning death into God, turning it into the kingdom of death. So what we want is always the same. ”

The distortions around suddenly stopped and the gray world of despair was restored.

In the distance, a grey figure slowly walked towards the black figure.

The black figure raised his head slowly, revealing his white chin, at the corner of his mouth, curving a curve, and he was smiling. Satisfied laugh. He knew that he had touched the man if he was straight.

And then his plan, no one will be able to stop it.

Destruction is just the beginning. Ridiculously, those idiots think only hatred dares them to destroy the world at great latitudes, but they don't know that what they want is to sacrifice the Doro mainland to make their own godless kingdom.

Anchi Hongju's will? Those people, after all, are just ants. When he chose to become a Holy Spiritual Bishop, he had this distant but ambitious goal. And this is the best time.

The shadows approached and everything around them re-twisted, but in the gray, there was an extra smudge of black.

Despair, silence, destruction!

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With a glimmer of light, Tang Dynasty Lin entered the Star Warfare Network again. Above his head, two arrows, one gold and one silver, were all up. The silver arrow appeared only after he won his first Mech victory. It undoubtedly represents his eligibility to compete on the other side.

The second game is faster than imagined. This high-tech battle network is good. Even with the participation of tens of thousands of people, it can be completed in the shortest possible time. It is really too convenient and too many compared to the real game.

With a faint glow, Tang Dynasty Lin's face showed a slight smile, his hands closed in front of his chest and a gold dragon gun wrapped around his chest.

Yes, the gun won't leave. Golden glitter over the handle of a long gun. But it's much smaller than normal.

It was just two days of holding the gun, and Tang Dynasty Lin's perception of the Golden Dragon Gun changed a bit. At least, he found that the Golden Dragon Gun could change in size according to his own mind.

At this time, the golden dragon gun in his hand was only two feet long and the light was restrained, making it less eye-catching. It just looks tiny and delicate and somewhat cute.

The second game is about to begin!

I wonder what kind of opponent I'm going to meet today? Tang Mailin doesn't look forward to his luck anymore. Recently, he has been enlightening and cultivating his soul. Instead, let him expect his opponents to be stronger. Strong opponents can better unleash his potential.

With a faint smile on his face, Tang Mailin stretched out his body and walked into the field. At this point, in front of him, a figure was being turned into a light and began to participate in the war. Anyone who comes here today has a golden upward arrow all over his head.

After the elimination of the first round, half of them should have finished their match. Today, another half will be eliminated on that basis.

“It's game time. Don, get ready to start the game. ”

The light flashed, entering the venue again. Tang Mailin still holds the Golden Dragon Gun in his hand while looking across the street.

The opponent's body was long and skinny, seemed to be a woman, the name on her head was covered, nothing else could be seen, and the mask was covered.

“Three, two, one, let the game begin! ”

“Don Mai Lin!” The opposite is a voice full of resentment.

Tang Dynasty Lin was stunned. The sound was too familiar. Really? It's bad luck. I don't know if it's bad luck or her luck...

Yes. Isn't that the sound of dragon rain and snow?

Long before the start of the first round, Dragon Snow threatened him and told him not to beat himself.

But at this moment, two people met directly in the second round, and how can this not be said to be a dramatic situation?

Undoubtedly, Dragon Rain Snow is because the Golden Dragon Gun in Tang Dynasty Lin's hand recognized his identity. Not long ago, they had breakfast together.

“This...” Tang Mailin lost his voice.

“Don't think you'll beat me. Do what you can!” The sound of dragon rain and snow has gone cold from resentment. At the same time, it gets cold, and there's the temperature on the stage.

Tang Danglin couldn't help but face any opponent, he could rise up in war, but in the face of the person in front of him, he really didn't have much will to fight.

He was still grateful for the dragon rain and snow. Since entering the Legion of Blood God, Dragon rain and snow has helped him greatly. It can be said that without the help of Dragon rain and snow, he would never have been able to join the Legion so quickly. If she hadn't taken him to battle, he wouldn't have had the chance to show reality and join Blood Camp.

Therefore, Tang Mailin is grateful for the dragon rain and snow. But this contest is about his mission, about being eligible to take time off to meet his loved ones. He can't lose!

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