Break The World Starting From Dragon Clan

Anyone who enters this sea of ​​flowers is impossible to move a single step, let alone a young girl?

But these flowers didn’t stop her, wherever she went, the flowers exchanged for change, like welcoming the king.

Could it be that the three-generation species has long awakened and turned into a little girl in Khoikhoi, hiding in the tribe all the time?

Bob is horrified. Standing in front of him may be a noble three-generation pure-blood Dragon Clan!

But next moment, he overthrew his thoughts again, but the panic on his face did not go away, because the ground under his feet was shaking!

Along with his struggle, and the little girl’s exclaim, the ground cracked and churned, and a bronze coffin rose from the ground.

At this moment, the sky is roaring with thunder, and the sea of ​​flowers is waving and dancing, like playing a grand ceremony song for the coming of the king!

In a short period of time, thunderclouds are everywhere, heavy rain is pouring down, and the sea of ​​flowers grows wildly moistened by the rain, and the cut flowers on the other side are also beginning to regenerate, and the swaying flower branches stretch to the sky. It was like cheering for the presence in the bronze coffin, and like a sinner in hell reaching out to grab the door of heaven!

Before Bob was curled up by the branches and lifted into the air, he subconsciously hugged the little girl. The master of the bronze coffin was of three generations, so what is this little girl?

He has learned in the course of the Academy. Certain noble pure-blood Dragon Clan needs sacrifices when they wake up, special sacrifices, which are the bloodline of the back hand that they have arranged long ago, and they are hiding The tribe has been inherited for thousands of years, and the blood of these sacrifices is often admired and respected by the people in the tribe, revered as a wizard, and offered as a witch!

Wizards or witches organize sacrifices during the long years before Dragon Clan wakes up, praying that God will bring them smooth weather, accept people’s respect and cheers, and during this time they will forget their original mission…until that Expensive existence awakens.

They will become the most devout believers of God and perform the grand sacrifice, and the sacrifice will be themselves.

Bob understood that this little girl was not blocked by the sea of ​​flowers. She ran towards the god of nature she believed in, but she didn’t know that she was throwing herself into the embrace of Death God.

She thinks that those flowers respect her like Princess to make way for her, but she does not know that the guards are sending sacrifices to the altar. The swaying branches are indeed rejoicing and jumping, but it is not for this girl. , But for the sacrifices to be delivered, and praise for their king’s imminent recovery!

“We were wrong, we were wrong.”

Bob whispered. He didn’t know what he said to his companion on the public channel, but he was still talking to himself.

In recent years, the Secret Party has attacked several three generations of species, and he was fortunate to have watched it once and believed that the hybrid species combined with the power of technology has become stronger, and the three generations of species are not a concern.

But he forgot that the crusade he saw was a three-generation species who had been sealed for thousands of years. The noble body, when he awakens, is far from perfect, and the weak is less than one-tenth of the strength of the heyday!

And what they are going to fight now is a normal cocooned three-generation species. After thousands or even thousands of years of slumber, his power may have been restored to Peak!

Now that expensive existence just needs a grand ceremony to announce his return to the world.

And the ceremony song will be played with the wailing of life, and the fireworks of praise will be the blood mist floating under the moon.

The bronze coffin opened slowly, and Bob stared wide-eyed, not daring to shift his gaze even a bit. He may be dying today, but he has to see exactly what he is dying in!

As the lid of the coffin opened, he finally heard the song the little girl said. It was like a song from Immemorial Era, melodious and beautiful, but also filled with endless loneliness.

The existence in the bronze coffin sits up, the sky is rolling thunder, the rain falls violently, the sea of ​​flowers is like a demon in troubled times, dancing lightly and gracefully, welcoming his coming.

In the command room, Putel looked gloomy, opened the communication, and initiated a call to the headquarters of the executive department on the other side of the ocean: “These three generations are beyond imagination. First start the backup plan. Just in case.”

The executive department never fights unprepared battles. Even if they are only a survey team, they have prepared plans for emergencies!

The nearest US garrison base here has two F-35 stealth joint fighter jets, which have already taken off with alchemy missiles.

At the same time, he has repeatedly urged to ask where their S-Rank ace commissioner is.

If S-Rank can’t solve this matter, the secret party will let Dragon Clan see the power of technology! This is the desert of South Africa. There are no civilians where the target is. They are unscrupulous!

On Bob’s side, he was holding a “civilian” in his arms. A series of mutations made him forget to report to it, but it doesn’t matter anymore. Soon he will die with the little girl. In the hands of the three generations.

In the bronze coffin, three thousand blue silks are scattered on the blue silk made of unknown materials. The silk has not faded even after thousands of years. It outlines the enchanting figure of a woman like a flower branch. .

Thousands of years, no nicks were left on the woman’s face. The skin that looked like grinding was illuminated by the fluorescence of the sea of ​​flowers, like a fine jade, almost perfect facial features. People lament God’s partiality, no, she is one of the gods!

Bob saw the golden pupil he had never seen before. The dazzling light was like the only one between Heaven and Earth. The wind was roaring and the sea of ​​flowers was boiling. If this is a tribute, the prelude to the climax has been To the end.

The woman’s lips lightly opened, and the melodious Immemorial singing came from her mouth. Her gaze looked towards Bob and the girl who were entangled in the air by the flowers. For a while, Bob felt the hiding the The majesty of sky and covering the earth, that is Mount Tai, it is a frenzy!

He can’t look at this noble being at all, and the other party is not looking towards him, but looking towards the girl in his arms.

Sarah finally noticed something. The blood of her body was pulling her, but she was panicked inside. She looked at that beautiful elder sister and wanted to kneel down and bow her head. It was hard to contain her. The feeling of worship washed through her brain, but more intense emotions overwhelmed this feeling-it was fear.

“Wow–“

Sara finally couldn’t help crying. At this moment, she didn’t want to see the god of nature, and she didn’t want to be a wizard anymore.

Bob also smiled bitterly, saying that you know you are crying at this time, so it’s a fart!

Fortunately, he saw hope, and the commissioners arrived, cold light, Cheche’s weapons split the flowers, a pair of golden pupils lit, looking towards that expensive woman.

For a while, everyone felt the sense of acknowledge allegiance brought about by the suppression of the body’s blood. If they were not all A-Rank elites, they might have been unable to hold the sword at this time!

The woman lowered her head slightly, glanced at these hybrid species, browsed slightly wrinkle, how noble she was, and at this time some untouchables raised swords and soldiers to her!

These humble fire thieves should kowtow in front of her!

Zhu lips lightly opened, and the invisible realm opened.

The commissioners froze in place before launching the language spirit and began to attack. Their weaker knees began to bend. As the field strengthened, someone finally fell to the ground and couldn’t bear it.

language spirit. Kingship!