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Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty Days Cry(2/2)

At the farthest point of sight, there was a huge mountain covered with darkness.

The surface of this mountain is dark and has many scratches of swords and guns. The most important thing is that it is on the top of the mountain, with the mountain facing upwards, and it stands proudly on the earth in a completely unreasonable posture!

"This is……"

When Duan Yu saw this scene, he took a deep breath: "The rules here have been completely changed?"

The so-called rules are the basis for the world.

Water flows to the lower part, the flame temperature rises and the water boils, the sun rises from the east, and heavy objects naturally fall to the ground... This kind of thing that is taken for granted in life is the composition of the rules of heaven and earth.

Once the rules are distorted, any situation is possible.

For example... when the water reaches zero point, it does not freeze, but burns!

This is the change rule.

Or... there is no gravity, only repulsive force!

The further Duan Yu went forward, the lighter he felt, and he almost jumped up.

He suppressed his urge to try and looked up at the Emperor Luofeng.

Woo woo...

The sound of the crying of the sky became clearer, making people unconsciously want to shed a handful of hot tears.

"The sky cries out, the sky ghost appears, April 4th, the ghost gate opens..."

Duan Yu sighed: "Why is it faster than expected? Or is it that I was in the black fog, which seemed to be in an instant, but in fact, it has been a few days outside?"

He tends to be more inclined to the latter guess.

At this moment, a thunderous sound suddenly came from the highest mountain top platform.

Duan Yu's face changed, he ran for a while, and exerted force suddenly.

The gravity of this area had long been changed. He jumped up and flew towards the top of Diluo Peak like a rocket.

...

At the same time, on the Diluo Peak.

The huge mountain base forms a vast land, equivalent to a hanging island.

Boom!

Boom!

Eight huge figures rushed forward, exuding the aura of their bodies.

A condensed dusk light enveloped their bodies, as if they were covered with thick armor.

Even though there are many dangerous creatures living on the top of the Emperor Luo Peak, they are still retreating step by step before their unrivaled power.

However, these native species also have their own unique advantages.

Woo woo!

A strange creature that looked like a giant ox with several conchs on its head let out a loud roar.

Woo woo!

The sound of the sky cries that were already rippling on the top of the mountain suddenly increased several times!

“Um…”

A rich sense of sadness suddenly emanated.

Among the dusk species that only knows the killing and reproduction, one end stopped, and the huge eyes were filled with tears and smashed down with a bang!

The next moment, the dusk seed was burning all over and turned into a pile of ashes.

"If you cry... you will die. It's worthy of being crying!"
Chapter completed!
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