New White Snake Asking Immortals

It stands to reason that the Dragon Gate should be near the Dragon Palace.

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Silently calculating the distance between the collapsed and damaged Longmen, it is unimaginably far. I don't know what kind of tragic battle they experienced at that time to knock the majestic Longmen thousands of miles away, crashing and smashing out of the crater, and the other craters don't seem to be the work of extraterrestrial meteorites.

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The Dragon Gate is just a special building. How much hatred do those who shoot down the Dragon Gate hate?

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Fang Ding is simple and tall, and its decoration is mysterious and has ancient style.

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From the edge of Fangding, you can see the stars are dazzling and bright, and the dragon's eyes are dizzy, and all kinds of cosmic rays are too strong.

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He built a pergola and walked around the square tripod, and the appearance was good. Although he didn't feel the divine power or the magic circle, it was at least old enough and strong enough. It's good to keep the collection and add style. The dragon swims and bathes in it.

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"It seems that I don't have a large study room to put this thing, it's bitter, it can only be viewed from a distance and not collected."

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He stretched out his hand and tried it, it was very heavy, and Long Li couldn't do it.

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Standing in front of the tripod.

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With his hands behind his back, he looked down at all beings.

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The square is wide and flat, and has been invaded by sandstorms for countless years.

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The ground is paved with bluestone square bricks, and the mottled time marks are obvious. In many places, there are even deep pits left after the explosion. There are even half broken blades inserted into the bricks. That's it, the stiffness drop is unusable.

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He bent down and pressed it twice with his delicate fingers. It was very strong, and each brick was engraved with a talisman.

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"In ancient times, what exactly happened..."

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Suddenly, the picture in front of the left eye changed!

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"Hey...hey...Yaoshou! I don't want to look at the past at all...help..."

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Bai Yu is going crazy.

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Because the left eye suddenly started to look at the past talent for some reason, the last time I saw the old battlefield screen two or three years ago, I almost didn't let the dragon die. This time I have to look at the mirror image of tens of thousands of years or even earlier. The eyes have already seen the picture of himself vomiting blood and dying.

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In the future, the heaven records that a certain divine beast unexpectedly fell, how sad it is.

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He hurriedly threw the dragon spear, the paper umbrella and the orb out, and ripped off a few fine scales from his neck and threw it out!

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The clone fell to the ground and held a weapon to surround the deity and face outward for alert!

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"Roar!"

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Xiaokou was unwilling to groan, and the shock wave blew off the hood, revealing the pointed ears of the dragon's horns.

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The dust on the ground around was blown away, and the left eye seemed to emit a mysterious luster to illuminate the ruins. The mirror image went backwards. The original collapsed stone pillars were filled with rubble and condensed into large pieces and bounced back, turning into stone pillars and rising up, returning. The original appearance, and the surrounding buildings are also back in time.

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"Huh? I didn't pass out?"

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A certain Bai, who was ready to fall into a coma at any time, was still awake, slightly exhausted, but still able to hold on.

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The reason is completely ignorant. Anyway, it's just that the time is flying backwards and a little exhaustion is still acceptable. The last time I used time to go back two or three years ago, the battlefield was much worse than this.

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The retrospective time of the old battlefield is not very long, let alone fortune-telling for others on weekdays, let alone two or three years, it can be easily seen through decades.

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The reason why the spirit and physical strength can't bear it is because the back image is too big, how can the battlefield of gods and demons be reproduced so easily, without mentioning the cause and effect, it is an extremely huge project to reproduce the gods and demons that stay in time and space. Long was lucky not to be drained on the spot.

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Time is long, and the retrospective mirror keeps reversing the initial budget, which takes several hours.

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A bit tired, a certain dragon took out the folding chair and lay down, bored watching the surrounding scenery turn back in time.

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Five avatars live in five directions.

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In fact, there will be no gods and demons in this ghost place, except for the dead ghosts in a certain cave.

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The spirit is getting weaker and weaker...

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After a long time, the picture changed!

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"coming!"

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The mirror of time reproduces the ancient history, and the eyes are still black burning flames in the sky, streamers tearing through the sky, waterfalls and immortal mountains slowly falling to the ground, Bai Yu was completely shocked by what he saw, the thunder was like a prison, and the mighty golden dragon in the storm Across the dark sky, blood dripping blood and **** battle!

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Not only one dragon, but also a slightly smaller golden dragon, black dragon, white dragon, and many monsters to help.

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Bai Yu tried her best to see the identity of her enemy, but she could only see the general race clearly, which seemed to cover up a layer of fog.

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"Immortals of the human race, demons, demons, yes, all those who have a little bit of ability are here."

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There is a spell in the sky that deviates from the target and goes straight to the ground with white rain!

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I know in my heart that it's just a mirror image that can't be considered a real attack, but I can still feel the magic momentum from the mirror image.

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A white straight and slender waist was fearless, and a flower flashed before his eyes. The spell passed through his shoulders and hit Fang Ding's four feet, causing Fang Ding to tremble, and the dust on the ground was rolled up and blown away by the oscillating airflow.

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Mirror retrospect is silent, like a movie documentary with the sound turned off.

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The ability to perform Time Rewind is limited, and it is necessary to find out the truth of the incident in a short period of time. It is not known whether it is affected by external forces if it fails to activate the talent for no reason. Since it reappears, then carefully observe it.

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The little hand keeps swiping left and right, and the mirroring will follow the slide or reverse or play normally.

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"Um?"

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Pause and replay for a closer look.

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The ancient city was raging with flames, and fighting was everywhere.

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Around the altar, there are many monsters or human beings, old and young, and they bow their heads and pray to Fang Ding and Shenlong statues. Bai Yu looks up and sees a white dragon flying in the sky. The blood-stained red and white scales do not lose their temperament.

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In front of her, the current Bai Yu is more like a little cub, small and timid.

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"What a beautiful white dragon, it seems that his strength is not inferior to Erlang Shen."

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"The invaders are very strong..."

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The white dragon transformed into a woman in a white dress, reserved and noble, dignified and elegant, holding a black spear majestic and killing many gods and demons!

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The blade of the spear penetrated the vest, and with an indifferent expression, he slashed a powerful fairy under the spear!

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Bai Yu stared blankly at the long spear. The black dragon spear looked very familiar, or was almost identical to the dragon spear in his hand. What's going on?

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The slaughter was still going on, the huge golden dragon attacked from high altitude for cover, the woman turned her head towards the altar after talking to the golden dragon~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The golden dragon in the sky continued to fight and kill with all parties, the dragon's roar roared through the air!

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However, the Shenlong side is already on the decline.

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Bai Yu felt that Lady White Dragon was more like preparing for the funeral before she failed, and she saw determination and reluctance in the eyes of Lady Grace.

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The long skirt and a gorgeous cape that mopped the floor. The dragon horns are taller, bigger and more beautiful than Bai Yu's dragon horns. He was seriously injured but calm.

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Somehow, I have a feeling of closeness to that woman...

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In a trance, he took a few steps closer to see the woman.

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"Who are you?"

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No answer, no reply.

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The noble dragon woman seemed to give orders to many human and demon clans, and then a group of clam maids in palace costumes carrying clam shells boarded the high platform, hurriedly came to the woman, and handed something in her arms to the dragon woman, Bai Yu. Sudden symptoms of dizziness appear, and the long-term staring at the past to reproduce the history is too tired to hold.

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The woman stretched out her hand tremblingly and took the soft swaddling from the clam girl's arms. Is that... a baby?

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"Well... my head hurts!"

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The retrospective image of the mirror gradually showed signs of blurring and dissipating, and his physical strength became weaker and weaker. His pretty face was pale with sweat and wet his temples and hair. He knew that he saw something important, and prayed that he would never faint.

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There is a vague feeling of bad foreboding.