Chapter 1737: 1737
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"The truth on the stone wall of the abyss is clearly visible.
Now it seems that the transition from myth to King,
It should be to 'dig' this abyss of truth... To create my kingdom.
Because I am qualified as a new king, I should be able to complete the carving of the [throne] simultaneously during the excavation of the kingdom.
This feeling is too good! No wonder individuals at the atavistic level are determined that it is impossible to kill the mythical body. The feeling of holding the truth in their hands is as if they have broken away from the bondage of the world and the conventional concept of life and death.
If you want to be killed, you must use an attack that touches the truth level.
The real personal realm is the realm displayed in the mythological stage.
Reality intervention can be carried out in the field, that is, to replace and cover the original materials in reality, and influence some conventional ideas in the field with senior truth rules.
Between square inches, I am the supreme.
Moreover, as I guess, three different fields have completed the "Trinity" with the construction of myth and the compatibility of adaptation.
I really want to fight if I have a chance. "
Sitting between the stone seats, Han Dong closed his eyes and felt the change of "complete sublimation", and couldn't help laughing wildly.
The laughter directly caused the overall tremor of the abyss, and even tens of thousands of black balloons full of smiling faces floated upward.
Until laughter fills the whole space of consciousness,
Even the fruits of the talent tree resonated, and the cemeteries between the cemeteries began to loosen, as if there were bodies trying to climb out.
The individuals who were as like as two peas were stopping to listen to such laughter.
Laughter can not only affect or even destroy the environment, but also perceive all the conditions of the current environment... When laughter envelops the temporarily built [Taoist temple], it runs through the brain like a blood arrow.
Even let Han Dong, who has just achieved myth, feel a tingling in his brain.
His face changed greatly.
Pop!
Han Dong slapped heavily on the handrail of the stone seat and rushed to the upper end of the abyss.
A few seconds later,
Han Dong, holding the bright red fruit in his hand, chewed and stared at the "Taoist temple" wrapped in deep red blood mist.
To be exact,
With the bright red decoration, the old Taoist temple has turned into a scarlet mansion that Han Dong is very familiar with.
Thick and thick blood flows between the walls,
From time to time, various strange skeletons symbolizing the ghost blood cult will emerge,
As the subject of consciousness, Han Dong can't control the building, or even peep... It's like someone's private territory.
"The count has opened up his own territory in my conscious space.
Is it the influence of the magic code or the guy's own will... Go in and have a look. "
Han Dong was not angry at all. On the contrary, he felt quite relieved when he saw such a blood house building.
Indirectly, the count must have made a breakthrough in cultivating the magic code.
Tread~
When Han Dong stepped into the blood house.
Strange skulls immediately appeared on the walls on both sides. With the help of the blood flowing on the wall surface, the blood body was condensed and dressed in dark red robes.
The coat of arms mounted on the back of the robe symbolizes the identity of the "blood oath".
They knelt in rows on both sides of the hall, as if welcoming Han Dong, a special "VIP.".
Han Dong's attention focused on the huge picture frame hanging in the middle of the hall - "drawing the scene of the count playing the piano alone in a private theater, and at the same time, a young man wearing a crow mask was standing at the door of the theater.".
Han Dong immediately saw some unusual artistic conception from this painting.
"Huh?"
Creak~
At the same time, a hidden door at the lower end is opened.
If the blood with life and independence consciousness flows out from the channel behind the secret door... Even, the blood condenses the arm structure by itself and waves to Han Dong to let him go to the deepest place.
"Count, this guy must have made a great breakthrough in the cultivation of the magic code... At the same time, he has become more interesting."
Han Dong immediately realized what to do and accelerated his steps into the channel.
From walking to super high-speed movement... He is familiar with the passage in front of him. It will go directly to the count's private theater.
Before we arrived, we could hear bursts of impassioned and powerful melodies, and even the blood flowing between the ground was following the rhythm.
When you step into the private theater.
On the stage, the count in blood is playing Mozart's "3. From the smell emitted by the count, it can be judged that he is only a film away from the myth.
(it should be noted that since Han Dong has completely turned into a faceless person, he can carry out adaptive feedback on everything.
The body can effectively shield external perception. Even the blood climbing up Han Dong's lower leg can not perceive Han Dong's current level and strength.
The count who has been immersed in the devil's Canon and even established a conscious manor without knowing what happened outside.)
At the end of the solo.
The count whispered:
"I'm really sorry. On a whim, I recreated the scarlet mansion on the basis of the Taoist temple... And it was condensed with the purest blood and the magic code I understood. It is a real scarlet house.
I have basically learned the first volume of the magic code. At present, the 'control' of all things has risen to a new level. "
At this time.
The count got up from the piano bench and faced Han Dong.
Slowly open the eyes that have been closed for a long time.
At the moment of looking at each other, Han Dong had a feeling that his eyeball was punctured.
Tick, tick... There's even blood spilling from the corners of your eyes.
There is a special pupil between the count's eyes - "the pupil presents a conical eye protection ring structure, in which there is a bloody long sword.".
This feature clearly shows that the count's mastery of the [holy sword] has risen in an all-round way and is ready to go to the holy order.
"Good." Han Dong smiled.
The count made a rather respectful aristocratic bow: "Nicholas, I have a small request! Please kill me here again... Of course, if you can't. I will expand the area of the mansion and take all your conscious space for myself.
After all, your health is great! "
"Good!"
The voice just fell.
Blood began to seep out from the side walls of the whole theater, and the count rushed forward on the bright red wave.
Whether it is speed, strength or momentum, it is completely different from what it used to be.
Behind him, there was a virtual shadow of a blood dog almost full of the situation... It seemed that he was going to swallow Han Dong.
Regular blood stripes spread all over the body, and a purer holy sword condensed in the palm of his hand, pointing directly at Han Dong's brain.
……
[three minutes later]
In a smashed private theater.
Han Dong sat on the edge of the stage with his legs tilted, holding the cut count's head in his hand.
"Yes, it can last so long... It's time to send you to look for the inheritance of holy blood."
The count still looked confused.
We can't accept the strength just shown by Han Dong, especially in the strange, completely unpredictable and defensive terrorist field.
"You... When did you reach myth?!"
"Just now ~ you're almost there. Going to the dawn of terror in your current state should be realized in a short time... When I leave the chaos center, I'll send you there.
Well done, count! "
Han Dong reached out and gently touched the count's dog's head. He even imagined the scene when the count returned with the perfect holy sword
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"The truth on the stone wall of the abyss is clearly visible.
Now it seems that the transition from myth to King,
It should be to 'dig' this abyss of truth... To create my kingdom.
Because I am qualified as a new king, I should be able to complete the carving of the [throne] simultaneously during the excavation of the kingdom.
This feeling is too good! No wonder individuals at the atavistic level are determined that it is impossible to kill the mythical body. The feeling of holding the truth in their hands is as if they have broken away from the bondage of the world and the conventional concept of life and death.
If you want to be killed, you must use an attack that touches the truth level.
The real personal realm is the realm displayed in the mythological stage.
Reality intervention can be carried out in the field, that is, to replace and cover the original materials in reality, and influence some conventional ideas in the field with senior truth rules.
Between square inches, I am the supreme.
Moreover, as I guess, three different fields have completed the "Trinity" with the construction of myth and the compatibility of adaptation.
I really want to fight if I have a chance. "
Sitting between the stone seats, Han Dong closed his eyes and felt the change of "complete sublimation", and couldn't help laughing wildly.
The laughter directly caused the overall tremor of the abyss, and even tens of thousands of black balloons full of smiling faces floated upward.
Until laughter fills the whole space of consciousness,
Even the fruits of the talent tree resonated, and the cemeteries between the cemeteries began to loosen, as if there were bodies trying to climb out.
The individuals who were as like as two peas were stopping to listen to such laughter.
Laughter can not only affect or even destroy the environment, but also perceive all the conditions of the current environment... When laughter envelops the temporarily built [Taoist temple], it runs through the brain like a blood arrow.
Even let Han Dong, who has just achieved myth, feel a tingling in his brain.
His face changed greatly.
Pop!
Han Dong slapped heavily on the handrail of the stone seat and rushed to the upper end of the abyss.
A few seconds later,
Han Dong, holding the bright red fruit in his hand, chewed and stared at the "Taoist temple" wrapped in deep red blood mist.
To be exact,
With the bright red decoration, the old Taoist temple has turned into a scarlet mansion that Han Dong is very familiar with.
Thick and thick blood flows between the walls,
From time to time, various strange skeletons symbolizing the ghost blood cult will emerge,
As the subject of consciousness, Han Dong can't control the building, or even peep... It's like someone's private territory.
"The count has opened up his own territory in my conscious space.
Is it the influence of the magic code or the guy's own will... Go in and have a look. "
Han Dong was not angry at all. On the contrary, he felt quite relieved when he saw such a blood house building.
Indirectly, the count must have made a breakthrough in cultivating the magic code.
Tread~
When Han Dong stepped into the blood house.
Strange skulls immediately appeared on the walls on both sides. With the help of the blood flowing on the wall surface, the blood body was condensed and dressed in dark red robes.
The coat of arms mounted on the back of the robe symbolizes the identity of the "blood oath".
They knelt in rows on both sides of the hall, as if welcoming Han Dong, a special "VIP.".
Han Dong's attention focused on the huge picture frame hanging in the middle of the hall - "drawing the scene of the count playing the piano alone in a private theater, and at the same time, a young man wearing a crow mask was standing at the door of the theater.".
Han Dong immediately saw some unusual artistic conception from this painting.
"Huh?"
Creak~
At the same time, a hidden door at the lower end is opened.
If the blood with life and independence consciousness flows out from the channel behind the secret door... Even, the blood condenses the arm structure by itself and waves to Han Dong to let him go to the deepest place.
"Count, this guy must have made a great breakthrough in the cultivation of the magic code... At the same time, he has become more interesting."
Han Dong immediately realized what to do and accelerated his steps into the channel.
From walking to super high-speed movement... He is familiar with the passage in front of him. It will go directly to the count's private theater.
Before we arrived, we could hear bursts of impassioned and powerful melodies, and even the blood flowing between the ground was following the rhythm.
When you step into the private theater.
On the stage, the count in blood is playing Mozart's "3. From the smell emitted by the count, it can be judged that he is only a film away from the myth.
(it should be noted that since Han Dong has completely turned into a faceless person, he can carry out adaptive feedback on everything.
The body can effectively shield external perception. Even the blood climbing up Han Dong's lower leg can not perceive Han Dong's current level and strength.
The count who has been immersed in the devil's Canon and even established a conscious manor without knowing what happened outside.)
At the end of the solo.
The count whispered:
"I'm really sorry. On a whim, I recreated the scarlet mansion on the basis of the Taoist temple... And it was condensed with the purest blood and the magic code I understood. It is a real scarlet house.
I have basically learned the first volume of the magic code. At present, the 'control' of all things has risen to a new level. "
At this time.
The count got up from the piano bench and faced Han Dong.
Slowly open the eyes that have been closed for a long time.
At the moment of looking at each other, Han Dong had a feeling that his eyeball was punctured.
Tick, tick... There's even blood spilling from the corners of your eyes.
There is a special pupil between the count's eyes - "the pupil presents a conical eye protection ring structure, in which there is a bloody long sword.".
This feature clearly shows that the count's mastery of the [holy sword] has risen in an all-round way and is ready to go to the holy order.
"Good." Han Dong smiled.
The count made a rather respectful aristocratic bow: "Nicholas, I have a small request! Please kill me here again... Of course, if you can't. I will expand the area of the mansion and take all your conscious space for myself.
After all, your health is great! "
"Good!"
The voice just fell.
Blood began to seep out from the side walls of the whole theater, and the count rushed forward on the bright red wave.
Whether it is speed, strength or momentum, it is completely different from what it used to be.
Behind him, there was a virtual shadow of a blood dog almost full of the situation... It seemed that he was going to swallow Han Dong.
Regular blood stripes spread all over the body, and a purer holy sword condensed in the palm of his hand, pointing directly at Han Dong's brain.
……
[three minutes later]
In a smashed private theater.
Han Dong sat on the edge of the stage with his legs tilted, holding the cut count's head in his hand.
"Yes, it can last so long... It's time to send you to look for the inheritance of holy blood."
The count still looked confused.
We can't accept the strength just shown by Han Dong, especially in the strange, completely unpredictable and defensive terrorist field.
"You... When did you reach myth?!"
"Just now ~ you're almost there. Going to the dawn of terror in your current state should be realized in a short time... When I leave the chaos center, I'll send you there.
Well done, count! "
Han Dong reached out and gently touched the count's dog's head. He even imagined the scene when the count returned with the perfect holy sword
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"The truth on the stone wall of the abyss is clearly visible.Now it seems that the transition from myth to King,It should be to 'dig' this abyss of truth... To create my kingdom.Because I am qualified as a new king, I should be able to complete the carving of the throne simultaneously during the excavation of the kingdom.This feeling is too good! No wonder individuals at the atavistic level are determined that it is impossible to kill the mythical body. The feeling of holding the truth in their hands is as if they have broken away from the bondage of the world and the conventional concept of life and death.If you want to be killed, you must use an attack that touches the truth level.The real personal realm is the realm displayed in the mythological stage.Reality intervention can be carried out in the field, that is, to replace and cover the original materials in reality, and influence some conventional ideas in the field with senior truth rules.Between square inches, I am the supreme.Moreover, as I guess, three different fields have completed the "Trinity" with the construction of myth and the compatibility of adaptation.I really want to fight if I have a chance. "Sitting between the stone seats, Han Dong closed his eyes and felt the change of "complete sublimation", and couldn't help laughing wildly.The laughter directly caused the overall tremor of the abyss, and even tens of thousands of black balloons full of smiling faces floated upward.Until laughter fills the whole space of consciousness,Even the fruits of the talent tree resonated, and the cemeteries between the cemeteries began to loosen, as if there were bodies trying to climb out.The individuals who were as like as two peas were stopping to listen to such laughter.Laughter can not only affect or even destroy the environment, but also perceive all the conditions of the current environment... When laughter envelops the temporarily built Taoist temple, it runs through the brain like a blood arrow.Even let Han Dong, who has just achieved myth, feel a tingling in his brain.His face changed greatly.Pop!Han Dong slapped heavily on the handrail of the stone seat and rushed to the upper end of the abyss.A few seconds later,Han Dong, holding the bright red fruit in his hand, chewed and stared at the "Taoist temple" wrapped in deep red blood mist.To be exact,With the bright red decoration, the old Taoist temple has turned into a scarlet mansion that Han Dong is very familiar with.Thick and thick blood flows between the walls,From time to time, various strange skeletons symbolizing the ghost blood cult will emerge,As the subject of consciousness, Han Dong can't control the building, or even peep... It's like someone's private territory."The count has opened up his own territory in my conscious space.Is it the influence of the magic code or the guy's own will... Go in and have a look. "Han Dong was not angry at all. On the contrary, he felt quite relieved when he saw such a blood house building.Indirectly, the count must have made a breakthrough in cultivating the magic code.Tread~When Han Dong stepped into the blood house.Strange skulls immediately appeared on the walls on both sides. With the help of the blood flowing on the wall surface, the blood body was condensed and dressed in dark red robes.The coat of arms mounted on the back of the robe symbolizes the identity of the "blood oath".They knelt in rows on both sides of the hall, as if welcoming Han Dong, a special "VIP.".Han Dong's attention focused on the huge picture frame hanging in the middle of the hall - "drawing the scene of the count playing the piano alone in a private theater, and at the same time, a young man wearing a crow mask was standing at the door of the theater.".Han Dong immediately saw some unusual artistic conception from this painting."Huh?"Creak~At the same time, a hidden door at the lower end is opened.If the blood with life and independence consciousness flows out from the channel behind the secret door... Even, the blood condenses the arm structure by itself and waves to Han Dong to let him go to the deepest place."Count, this guy must have made a great breakthrough in the cultivation of the magic code... At the same time, he has become more interesting."Han Dong immediately realized what to do and accelerated his steps into the channel.From walking to super high-speed movement... He is familiar with the passage in front of him. It will go directly to the count's private theater.Before we arrived, we could hear bursts of impassioned and powerful melodies, and even the blood flowing between the ground was following the rhythm.When you step into the private theater.On the stage, the count in blood is playing Mozart's "3. From the smell emitted by the count, it can be judged that he is only a film away from the myth.it should be noted that since Han Dong has completely turned into a faceless person, he can carry out adaptive feedback on everything.The body can effectively shield external perception. Even the blood climbing up Han Dong's lower leg can not perceive Han Dong's current level and strength.The count who has been immersed in the devil's Canon and even established a conscious manor without knowing what happened outside.At the end of the solo.The count whispered:"I'm really sorry. On a whim, I recreated the scarlet mansion on the basis of the Taoist temple... And it was condensed with the purest blood and the magic code I understood. It is a real scarlet house.I have basically learned the first volume of the magic code. At present, the 'control' of all things has risen to a new level. "At this time.The count got up from the piano bench and faced Han Dong.Slowly open the eyes that have been closed for a long time.At the moment of looking at each other, Han Dong had a feeling that his eyeball was punctured.Tick, tick... There's even blood spilling from the corners of your eyes.There is a special pupil between the count's eyes - "the pupil presents a conical eye protection ring structure, in which there is a bloody long sword.".This feature clearly shows that the count's mastery of the holy sword has risen in an all-round way and is ready to go to the holy order."Good." Han Dong smiled.The count made a rather respectful aristocratic bow: "Nicholas, I have a small request! Please kill me here again... Of course, if you can't. I will expand the area of the mansion and take all your conscious space for myself.After all, your health is great! ""Good!"The voice just fell.Blood began to seep out from the side walls of the whole theater, and the count rushed forward on the bright red wave.Whether it is speed, strength or momentum, it is completely different from what it used to be.Behind him, there was a virtual shadow of a blood dog almost full of the situation... It seemed that he was going to swallow Han Dong.Regular blood stripes spread all over the body, and a purer holy sword condensed in the palm of his hand, pointing directly at Han Dong's brain.three minutes laterIn a smashed private theater.Han Dong sat on the edge of the stage with his legs tilted, holding the cut count's head in his hand."Yes, it can last so long... It's time to send you to look for the inheritance of holy blood."The count still looked confused.We can't accept the strength just shown by Han Dong, especially in the strange, completely unpredictable and defensive terrorist field."You... When did you reach myth?!""Just now ~ you're almost there. Going to the dawn of terror in your current state should be realized in a short time... When I leave the chaos center, I'll send you there.Well done, count! "Han Dong reached out and gently touched the count's dog's head. He even imagined the scene when the count returned with the perfect holy swordwww.novelhall.com, the fastest update of the webnovel!
