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Chapter 1991 The Disaster of Destruction(2/2)

Most people don't know about this. Until their death, most people think that they just suffered a disaster for no reason. After all, if the world-destroying dragon destroys the world, why is there any need for a reason?

But there are so many tribes in the Floating Land World, and the Fire Tribe alone has thirty-six tribes. Why is the World-Destroying Demonic Dragon the first to seek out the Fire Tribe?

The gazes of the clan members were like sharp thorns piercing her body. Jihuo Yuling sat blankly on a stone chair, her eyes lowered and her eyebrows furrowed, silent and without any response.

Jiang Wang added: "Do you know what makes me feel most uncomfortable when I come here today?"

Holding a long sword in his hand, he stood outside the Fire Temple, his murderous intent emerging spontaneously: "The scene that those eyes saw... turned out to be reality. I have never believed in such a thing as fate, and I hate those who do it even more."

An existence that thinks it can determine the fate of others. I said I wouldn't let that happen, but you never told me the truth from the beginning."

Jihuo Yuling covered her face with her hands and squeezed out a trembling voice from between her fingers: "He is looking for...those eyes!"





The Qinghuo Ministry, which is in charge of the current royal power, is still singing and dancing.

Although there are terrifying stories about the demonic dragon destroying the world, King Qing is now the savior of the world. Powerful armies have been assembled, and mysterious visitors from the blue sky are running around...

everything will be fine.

Flowers will still bloom, the Tianshu star will still rise, and the copper color of the sky will only last for a moment——

For a moment?!

"The origin of fire has declined greatly! As shown by the royal power... the Fire Department has been destroyed!"

In the royal palace, almost all of King Qing's beard exploded, and his eyes were full of sternness: "That magic dragon has already started to take action!"

This was an urgent secret discussion. Apart from King Qing, there were only generals Qinghuo Yuanchen and Wu Zhu Qinghuo Guanwen in the palace.

Facing King Qing's questioning eyes, although the new Wu Zhu was wearing a mask, the tension in his body was clearly visible: "Otherwise...ask Mr. Linchuan?"

What a idiot! What’s the difference between it and Qinghuo Qiming?

Qinghuo Yuanchen glanced at him and said, "Mr. Linchuan took people to Shengshou Mountain."

Prince Qing’s voice rose: “The Holy Hunting Mountain is gone too!”

Qinghuo Yuanchen was shocked: "When did it happen?"

"Just now, it was not far from the time when the Fire Department was destroyed." King Qing paced back and forth, his expression anxious and fierce, his shadow splayed on the wall: "The tribes near Shengshou Mountain should have sent a message soon.

."

Just like King Qing's fierceness at this moment, there is an unexplainable fear.

Xiang Huo Yuanchen, who was famous for his bravery, was inevitably a little nervous: "Then Mr. Linchuan and the others... are they still alive?"

If Zhang Linchuan and the others had already failed in the battle with the World-Destroying Demonic Dragon, would the destruction of the Fire Department be the beginning of the World-Destroying Demonic Dragon's revenge?

Prince Qing stopped suddenly: "Didn't Mr. Linchuan's dragon-hunting team leave one person in your house? She must know it! Xuan her - no, I'll go and ask myself!"

Qinghuo Yuanchen stood up immediately: "I will open a way for you in the end."

The three of them strode out. King Qing suddenly turned back and looked at Wu Zhu: "In addition to discovering that the origin of fire has declined greatly, what other information can you see from it?"

Wu Zhu shook his head: "No."

"The world is in danger of annihilation. Isn't there any revelation from the original will?!" King Qing suddenly became furious.

He was also sick and had to seek medical attention urgently.

Qinghuo Guanwen said nervously: "Your Majesty, the original god has no 'I'. This is the first lesson I learned on the road to becoming a witch."

Since the God of origin has no self and no will, of course he will not give any revelation.

After all, King Qing knew that he could not be blamed for this matter. He suppressed his anger and asked, "Did Mr. Zhushu leave any insights on this situation?"

Qinghuo Guanwen gritted his teeth and continued to shake his head: "Qinghuo Qiming, the true successor of Master Zhushu, is gone. He left too many manuscripts and I haven't finished reading them yet..."

"Trash! Why did you get into the ancestral hall!" Prince Qing finally couldn't hold himself back and kicked him over.

He turned around and strode away with Qinghuo Yuanchen.

Qinghuo Guanwen rolled several times on the ground, and his exaggerated mask made a clanging sound when it hit the floor tiles.

Like the lament of this magnificent palace.

The guards guarding the main hall, wearing armor and armor, stood silently. They neither dared to chase after King Qing’s back nor look at Wu Zhu’s embarrassment, so they looked up at the sky——

Under the brass-colored sky that I have gradually become accustomed to, at some point, the clouds have turned into blood.
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