Chapter 517

"Sand... Sand..." no one can feel the terrible pressure in the room. Everything outside is locked by Antonio. However, the beginning of caution, let him now face the monster in front of him, he even had a feeling of regret.

The shadow of the plant had become clearer and clearer, different from any holy spirit he had ever seen.

simple.

The ultimate simplicity.

The stretch of every leaf, the connection of every meridian, except the weak aura, all told him that it was just a simple plant. That's plants.

However... It was this weak aura that made him feel like a needle on his back.

Psychology tells him that this is a sick tiger, dying of disease... Its carrier is very weak - at least for Antonio, your "great spirit king", but he still has no idea of seizing it.

Even a little bit.

What are you doing?

Guard the elves?

Don't be funny. I'm afraid Antonio's eyes moved. Then he turned his head abruptly: "you mean..."

"He... The spirit in his body, really killed God?"

He remembered!

Indeed, this is the only case!

In ancient times, some holy spirits were extremely powerful. The role of the king of the white deer, Malone, was only worthy of earth at that time. These holy spirits are called ancient gods. I really had a fierce fight with those legendary things.

It has been recorded that two thousand years ago, when most of America was wild, there was a white Griffin with three heads and six wings in the center. Because of its fighting, America was divided into two parts. According to the secret of the elves, it is a cloud in the sky that fights with the Griffin.

Head like clouds.

In the record, it is called "Titan."

There are also records that under the American sea, in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, there is a cave that can never be entered, in which there is a Holy Spirit who sleeps forever. More than a thousand years ago, a top monk once saw a huge eye in the cave / gate. And a broken and bloody Trident in front of the hole.

Poseidon's trident.

All the Holy Spirits who have been contaminated with God's blood are no longer "boarding" or "relying on" human pillars, but... Controlling!

However, he did not know that Xu Yangyi and Stellera chamaejasme were one.

"It's just a legend." Antonio took a deep breath: "God, no one knows if there is. Even the four ancient civilizations are not well studied. All I know is... If x doesn't do it, he will die. "

As soon as the voice fell, his right hand flicked. Suddenly, there was a gentle hum in the air, and then it was like thunder. Xu Yangyi's hand was raised uncontrollably, facing the sky.

At the same time, the whole space, a slight shock.

There seemed to be a loud noise, and there seemed to be no noise. However, there was only a buzzing sound in everyone's ears. The house sank visibly.

Then, nothing.

Xu Yangyi was stunned, and so was Antonio.

"No way." Before Xu Yangyi spoke, Antonio stepped forward and looked at his hand suspiciously: "how is this possible? No aura wave? This move should split the sky and have the power of the golden elixir heaven and earth

"How could it be like this?"

Xu Yangyi didn't speak. He could feel something burst out of his hand just now. But also can't feel the power fluctuation.

"This... Really can kill Dagong?" He couldn't help asking.

Antonio's lips stopped, then frowned: "I have never seen such a strange sight. As soon as the sword came out, Dagong was almost unable to resist it at the beginning. My grandfather once drew a holy sword for another friend. When it comes out of its sheath, there are seven colors of clouds in the sky. Flowers bloom on the ground. Cut a sword between life and death. The sword broke through the shackles of the Marquis for 300 meters and reached the range of Dagong for 1000 meters. There's no grass around. You... "

They didn't see it.

At the same time, over a thousand meters above the sky. A group of migratory birds are flying. However, all of a sudden, in the dark, a bright and extreme light flashed up.

Without a trace of pity, it is plain. A white light divides the sky in two. Then, all the heads of the migratory birds fall down together! Only the headless body was left to fly forward, and hundreds of bird heads were still the same as before, without a trace of panic. Slowly falling from the sky