The power of time flashed again, and Nozdom reappeared in his original position, returning to the moment he had just said the sentence to kill the tamper.

"Damn, you"

Chu Ci had just taken the first step from tens of thousands of miles away, and the silver-white time light curtain was covering him.

"Three thousand times the speed!"

Time is accelerating, space is twisting, and decaying years are everywhere. It is extremely laborious to open up the space channel. With three thousand times of time consumption, almost any strong man can be drawn into a mummy.

But the next moment, the slightest slightestness in Nozdom's eyes disappeared, replaced by a look of horror.

Kick!

A sound of glass shattering, the time light curtain surrounding Chu Ci was shattered in an instant, and a dark blue ice crystal giant sword was taken out from somewhere. Chu Ci smiled slightly when he looked at the Bronze Dragon King who was in control of time and space.

"See you my collection, Frost Sorrow!"

An ice-blue sword light suddenly surged, like a flash dragon, immediately bringing up a terrifying ice-blue sword, flashing through the void, and illuminating the entire sky in an instant.

Nozdom used the power of time to accelerate, slow down, and stop. The silver-white light curtain that was rising was instantly submerged by the gorgeous ice blue sword. Ling Li's sword light still remained unabated and continued to move forward.

A defensive cover popped up in front of Chu Ci, blocking the oncoming dragon blood for him. A huge dragon claw was ruthlessly cut off by Frost's sorrow and fell from him.

"Time back!"

Nozdom recoiled time in a small range, splashing blood, and broken forelimbs, like a rewind movie, flying back to the wound, blood flowed back, limbs reborn, and recovered.

The scorching yellow sand was everywhere in the sky, and three giant dragons, green, red and blue, were floating in the air. The instant confrontation was like a silent drama, without causing their reaction at all.

"Chu Ci and you, why don't you attack!" Nozdom no matter how idiotic and unkind you are good at communicating, he found something was wrong, and his eyes were shocked toward the three dragon kings.

"Norzdom" Isera was a little sad and a little blaming himself, but in Alextasa ling li's eyes, she shut up, but her huge dragon head hung down and closed her eyes.

"Your time is over. It's time to let go of your mission and rest in peace!" Malygos's eyes showed a refreshing look. If Nozdom had not insisted on the stubbornly 'correct history', they would have definitely saved Nesario's fall, and they would have absolutely rewrite history and resurrected Sindagosa.

In Marigos' extreme thinking, Nesario accounts for half of all tragedies, and Norzdom also has half of them!

"Norzdom, the fate of Azeroth is borne by the children of Azeroth. Whether it is you and me, or the gods, when all living things have independent will, they can no longer write their history at will!" Alextassar paused, but the meaning in the words was very clear.

"Okay! OK! Very good!" Nozdom spewed out angry Mars from his bloody mouth, his wings spread high, and flew directly opposite the three dragon kings. The clear yellow dragon eyes almost stood up.

"You have bèi pàn the ancient oath and failed the responsibilities given by the gods. You are rebellious!"

"Who is the rebellion?" Alextasa immediately became angry when she heard the promise of ancient times: "What we want to protect is Azeroth, not the so-called 'correct history', the fate of Azeroth, the survival of many races."

Alextasa stretched the dragon claws toward the east, west, south, and north, as if pointing to all active and beating races with distinct love and hate.

“From the moment they possessed their souls and awakened their independent will, they were not under the control of the gods, including you and us!

Humans, dwarves, goblins, and our Yuanlong, although they were created by gods and polluted by evil gods, they had the idea of ​​controlling their own destiny from the day they were born. Perhaps many races do not have the infinite lifespans like gods, but the idea of ​​wise life yearning for freedom is as noble as the gods!

The children of Azeroth have a stronger relationship than they imagined, and the belief in their hearts is enough to shine through the mountains and rivers.

Of course, some children will forget the mission of the gods to maintain order, and some will fall into the minions of evil gods, but I believe that the brilliant life bursting out from their flesh and blood is more ups and downs and thrilling than the so-called eternal script!”

The voice of the Swoo-Bindinger of Life, Alextasa, the Queen of Red Dragon, has a gentle and sonorous voice. It is not loud, but it is more deafening than any loud voice!

The soft voice seems to cross thousands of mountains and rivers and is transmitted to the ears of every free race. The complex and profound dragon words are like a turbulent spring, flowing in the hearts of all wise individuals and nourishing their hearts.

"The protection we should do is not to impose the will of the gods as their own will on other races. We are also part of Azeroth. How could we be neutral!" Isera's low sigh was like an epic, satirizing the seemingly neutral behavior of guarding the dragon for thousands of years.

"It was" Nozdom opened his mouth to argue.

"Stop talking nonsense, Nozdom, ready to die!" Chu Ci wanted to continue to delay, but this place was the time dragon cave after all, and there was a large nest of bronze dragons downstairs. He could not guarantee that the group of dragon sons and grandsons would stand by and watch.

The four symbols return to the source!

The four major sources of earth fire and Feng Shui can gush out from Chu Ci's body and turn into various sword weapons, spreading out from Chu Ci's side, covering the sky, locking Nozdom in it, making clear and pleasant sounds, and sharp and intimidating murderous intent are everywhere in the air.

"Try it, my infinite sword trick!"

Chu Ci waved his hand and storm with the four great source energy transformed into swords, raising a death tornado. Hundreds of soldiers and flames swam rapidly in the sky, as fast as thunder, and crossed, seemingly without any rules, but in fact it seems to conform to some rules of the heavenly way, and it looks mysterious.

Since he had initially understood the creation technique, Chu Ci was able to use the tricks he wanted to use as he wanted. As long as he had sufficient concepts, he could transform it into reality.

Nozdom tried many times to use the power of time to eliminate the infinite sword system, but they were all offset by the power of time attached to it.

The murderous intent surrounding Nozdom slowly condensed from the previous magnificent boundlessness. Even if Chu Ci did not move, Nozdom gradually understood and attacked in an instant!

"kill!"

The sky is filled with murderous intent, the stars are changed; the earth is filled with murderous intent, the dragon and snake rise on the land; the human is filled with murderous intent, the heaven and earth are repeated!
Chapter completed!