Chapter 156 155. Dronosali


Chapter 156 155. Dronosali

Daxinganling, another sun and moon cycle.

The moon-white giant beast had been fighting the wolf king in the storm for a whole day and night, and the mountain top was dyed red with blood.

The fierce wind traveled through the mountains, cutting the moonlight into pieces.

Xue Qi couldn't hold on.

That was the master of the storm, the emperor from the grassland. Of course, she, the rabbit who was lying so well in the Daxingan Mountains, could not defeat him. At the same time, I have scolded my mother countless times in my heart. First, I am thinking about my old mother, why are you so useless? You brought my brothers and sisters to be eaten by wolves, and now your daughter who finally became successful will also be eaten by wolves. Lose. The second one is wondering whether the original letter has been delivered or not. There has been no movement for such a long time. Why don't you give me a try?

The eye of the storm was moving, and violent vibrations resounded throughout the mountainous area, extending to the surrounding mountains.

"Boom——!" In addition to the wind, there was also heavy rain coming from the storm.

A day and night of rain accumulated on the mountains, and the green mountains turned khaki under the sudden storm. Tens of millions of tons of sand and gravel collapsed. The storm uprooted a large number of trees, so these mud and rocks were carried along by the storm. The heavy rain left its original position, and the mountains were filled with hazy floods.

The huge wolf in the distance was covered with moonlight, walking nimbly among the mountain peaks, and all the peaks it stepped on collapsed and collapsed into the turbid flood. He cast a cold look at Xue Qi. The storm moves with him, and he is the center of the storm. Dark gray and silver make up his color palette, but there are bright blue calligraphy floating around him, dancing around him, like the spirit of the storm, and he is a dancer in the storm.

He unleashes natural disaster-like violence at will, as if dancing to a tune.

Destroy everything under the beautiful melody composed by this storm, and bury the creatures that dare to resist him in the wind and rain.

The wolves harmonize and howl in this violent beat.

Chanting a name.

Dronosali! He is the ultimate in violence, his claws and teeth can destroy everything in his path!

"The birth of every king is not easy. Even if you are an enemy, I don't want to kill you." The Wolf King said. In contrast to the violent atmosphere of the storm, his words were very calm.

"You should know in your heart, if I don't hold back, you will already be a corpse."

The snow-white beast stood up straight among the mountains.

All the mixed blood in the flash flood came from her, and none of it came from the wolf king. Among these three ancient mountains, probably only the monkey in Changbai Mountain has the ability to stop such a terrifying existence.

The Wolf King was right, she was outmatched, but that didn't mean she would retreat. Back off, back off, if she could run away, she would have run away, and she wouldn't be able to fight at all! The moment the flames of war were ignited meant there was no way out.

Although she always said that she was just a landowner in Daxinganling, the monsters and monsters also regarded her as the biggest bully among bullies.

But isn’t that what a “king” is?

She never claims to be a king, and she also knows that her virtues are no better than those of the demons and monsters under her command. But if there is a king in Daxinganling, she is it.

"Go back!" Suddenly, Xue Qi shouted.

The ferocious dragon-like long tail swept back the demons and monsters that were about to step into the battlefield and smashed them into the mountainside.

Stepping into this battlefield means death.

These demons and monsters with poor moral character always say that they are really in trouble, but at this time they rush faster than the others. Damn, this will really cause trouble for me.

"Rabbit, what do you think? You have no intention of sitting on the throne of Daxinganling. I will take over. There is nothing wrong with you continuing to be a rabbit in Daxinganling. I can also teach your descendants that wolves will not eat rabbits sometimes. "Dronosali spoke.

"Do you want to take over the Greater Khingan Mountains?" the snow-white beast said with a smile.

"Wolves don't mind another ancient habitat."

"Let's wait until I die. You live on the grassland and come from a pack of wolves. Do you still need me to teach you how the wolf king in the pack changes?"

The Wolf King was stunned for a moment and fell silent.

He was muttering something in a low voice in the storm. The wolves lowered their heads, the same syllables rolling down their throats.

Xue Qi understood. The grassland man who once set foot in the Daxingan Mountains told her about the ancient customs and tones of this grassland, which were prayers for death and funerals.

"Fuck your mother!" Xue Qi scolded angrily, what does this mean? She's not dead yet! If you want to talk about it, wait until she is completely dead before you talk about it. What a damn bad luck! But the next moment she couldn't curse.

A huge shadow tore through the wind, shattered the mountain peaks with its soles, and instantly arrived in front of Xue Qi.

But the wind was not torn apart, but instead rushed with the huge shadow. The realm of the Imperial Dao and the realm of the Imperial Dao were intertwined and each other went crazy. When the wind following the shadow arrived in front of Xue Qi, the wind was overwhelming the moon. The rows of sharp teeth that seemed to be able to swallow mountains were bitten down. The ferocious giant teeth easily penetrated Xue Qi's skin and muscles and grabbed her throat.

The huge ferocious wolf's head was indifferent. He grabbed Xue Qi's throat and smashed it to the ground. Blood flowed like a fountain, instantly dyeing Xue Qi's upper body red.

The Wolf King murmured the funeral eulogy, because in his eyes, the other party was already dead.

"Grandma's transparent seat! If you don't come at this time, I won't let you go if you are a ghost!" Xue Qi continued to curse in her heart. The white moon is dissipating, but a brighter and more brilliant silver-white moon rises from behind Dronosali.

Xue Qi's consciousness was becoming drowsy.

Wolves worship the moon.

In fact, he is not only a storm, but also an ancient moon. The power that Xue Qi possessed attracted him, but even so, he did not intend to kill the rabbit in the first place. The attraction of power is never worth the pride he feels in identifying with it. But now he wants to respond to the other party's pride and give this proud king a funeral.

"Hoo——!"

The fire is burning.

A long, pale arm stretched out from the darkness and picked off the white moon that was about to completely collapse.

At the end of Xue Qi's consciousness, there was a pillar of lava and fire rising in the darkness. It's like the light coming from the sun evaporates the flood water and fixes the collapsed mountains. The pillar of lava and fire reflected a huge shadow of a human figure.

"It feels numb." She finally said weakly. The snow-white beast melted like snow under the light and heat, turning into a snow-white rabbit no bigger than the big demon's finger.

Dronosali lowered his head and glanced at the rabbit at his feet.

The wind wrapped her up and threw her into the hands of the demons and ghosts in Daxinganling.

The huge pale human figure stood quietly, but for some reason it only had one arm. There was a flat cut on the right arm, and the huge wound was burning with flames. Lava ran down his skin, cracking it. The gray-black mask is activating, turning into a dull red. This existence just stood there, and the remaining warmth emitted made it impossible for the wolves to raise their heads.

The flow of lava whipped up sparks and exploded, and thunder rang out from the storm clouds.

Two kings confront each other.

No words.

They knew each other what kind of creature the other was.

The huge pale human figure held the disintegrating white moon in his only arm. He lowered his head slightly and watched the disintegrating moonlight return to the rabbit in the distance. The last ray of moonlight disappeared in his cracked palm. , behind the scenes, a real moon rose, rising above the starry sky.

"Your aura is very decadent, retreat." The Wolf King said.

"We will have a fight, but not today. I lost an arm and suffered heavy losses. You are no match for me."

"If I leave, what will happen to Daxinganling?" the pale giant said, as if the ancient bells were ringing here.

"Nature belongs to the wolves."

"Then let's fight."

"Think clearly, you are not immortal. If you step into this battlefield today, these funeral words will be sent to you."

The scorching air waves interrupted the words that the Wolf King was about to continue speaking, the realm of the emperor. But this is not the realm of the imperial realm. It is clearly an ancient image created wantonly by oneself! Lava fissures spread all over the earth instantly, and there was a layer of dark red light at night and on the horizon of the earth. He breathes, and the ley lines deep in the earth resonate with him! The huge wound on the right arm continued to burn and became even more violent.

Burning and condensing, the fire-like substance is clearly taking on the texture of water at this time. Extending, solidifying, the outlines of muscles and broad palms emerge.

Until a golden-red arm.

The huge pale human figure raised the flame-solidified arm, clasped his face with the golden palm, and took off the volcanic rock mask that had covered his face for a long time. The green-faced fangs and blood-like veins extend from the scarlet pupils, cutting the entire face into pieces and making it look ferocious.

"Changbai, Tongming Seat." He said.

"North Plains, Dronosari."

The Wolf King raised his head, and this was the first time he roared since he set foot on this land. It was long and vast, as if it came from unspeakable ancient times.

The storm rises with the silver moon.

Deep in this mountain range, half is the burning sky, and half is the storm-wrapped silver moon.

The cold moon reflected their figures.

Record this fight that will be engraved in the ages!

(End of chapter)

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