I was Born in Hell

Ding! !

At the critical moment, a figure stood in front of Liu Xinxin.

Fog No. 07.

The sword flashed and the weapons were exchanged. Wu felt her wrist sink. The huge force made her jaw numb and the weapon almost flew away.

Teng Teng Teng.

Wu took several steps back before slowly stopping.

What a strong force! !

At this time, Wu had already half-stepped into the Mithril level, which allowed her to take several steps back, making her identity obvious.

saint.

No wonder Commander Tailin dared to openly provoke him. It turned out that several of the ten saints were standing behind him.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"This girl's skills are pretty good, but she's still too far behind."

A hearty smile came from behind Tailin, and one of them lifted his cloak, revealing a head covered with red scales.

Everyone was shocked! !

The man's appearance no longer resembled that of a human being, but more like a foreign species.

There is a pair of long horns on his head, which are winding and twisted like a stag. His eyes are also terrifying animal pupils. When they are narrowed, the pupils will turn into vertical slits, which makes people feel spine-chilling.

And the red scales covered all over his body are even more frightening. Each one is filled with crimson fire. Under the suppression of special power, it will not affect the surrounding environment. It can be seen that his control of energy is very precise. .

Red Dragon King! !

Is this the Red Dragon King? ?

There is a legend in the Red Dragon Base... There is a divine dragon that has been guarding the Red Dragon Base and killed countless alien monsters. However, he only appears in times of crisis. There are only a limited number of people in the base who have seen the real Red Dragon King. .

Even the name of this Red Dragon Base seems to have been changed due to some event.

The big shot behind Tailin is actually the Red Dragon King? ?

incredible! !

When the Red Dragon King spoke, another person beside him also lifted his cloak.

It was a woman who looked thin and light. Her body had undergone many changes, and her temples to her chin were covered with "bird"-like feathers.

Her arms hidden under the cloak also have many such feathers, which are as sharp as flying knives...

oh?

This woman looks very much like one of Gu Fan's subordinates named Lin Yuxin.

The person who attacked Wu just now was surprisingly her, Qingyu, who was also known as one of the ten saints.

The last person lifted his cloak.

It was an old man with a haggard face, or a monk-like figure.

His body was as dry as firewood, and his skin had lost moisture and nutrients. It was as wrinkled as old tree bark. He looked like a pile of dead wood with no fighting ability.

But don't underestimate him.

This old man hides extraordinary power.

He has no name, pursues ascetic practice, and has a large number of believers. All ascetics respect him as their master.

Ascetic.

This is the ascetic monk in penance...

The identities of the three saints were revealed, and the entire banquet fell into chaos and noise again.

The Saint is coming! !

The three saints took action together. Did they want to give Liu Xinxin a blow? ?

Or simply destroy him! !

Oh no.

Liu Xinxian was going to be hit hard.

Although his previous actions were big, in the eyes of the saint, they were just small tricks. What does power mean when it comes to real power?

Most of the guests at the banquet regretted it.

If I had known that three saints would appear, they would never have come to the banquet, let alone lined up to fawn over Liu Xinxian early.

The real big crocodile is out.

Commander Tailin's patience has reached the end, and he will kill someone as soon as he takes action. Who knows whether Liu Xianxian will be alive tomorrow?

"Hehehe."

"Everyone who attended the banquet today is recorded. I have to pay a visit another day."

Commander Tailin said with a smile, but everyone could tell that in that seemingly kind tone, there was actually a knife hidden in the smile.

Record it for what?

Of course it’s time to settle accounts after the fall! !

Who helped Liu Xianxian?

Everyone who has done something for him or killed someone for him must be written down one by one. When Liu Xinxin's power is truly destroyed, it will be time to settle the accounts one by one.

"Commander Tailin, you misunderstood..."

"I came to this banquet out of necessity."

Many people have already concluded that Liu Xinxin is dead today. The three great saints headed by the Red Dragon King are here, and even if he does not die, his power will be destroyed in the future.

Officials began to make plans for the future, and some even made up outrageous excuses: "Yeah, yeah, I'm just passing by to have a meal."

Have a meal?

Come here for a meal?

Tai Lin's tone was calm, his smile was hidden, but his eyes finally fell on Liu Xinxin.

Tit for tat.

The tip of the needle is facing the wheat awn.

Liu Xinxin was not afraid, and met Commander Tailin's eyes. The old and new overlords were secretly competing.

"Okay, okay."

"Liu Xinxin, I didn't expect that you are no longer a loser."

Tailin said three good words in succession. People like Liu Xianxin would never look at him seriously at first, but now he has grown to this point. Not only has he become more powerful, but his mentality has also become tougher.

It seems... he has experienced a lot and passed many tests.

"Old loser."

However, Liu Xinxin was not polite at all: "It has been quite cruel to hold back until now, and we brought out three more saints, but don't you know that we have already killed three of them before??"

Dark Dragon King, Beast King, God Envoy.

Those three saints are already dead, so what's the point of bringing out three more now?

“Bold!!”

The Red Dragon King shouted loudly.

When Liu Xinxian spoke like this, wouldn't it mean that he was seeking his own death? A mere mortal dared to disrespect the saint.

pressure! !

A strong coercion spread out, and the power of the Red Dragon King Saint was mixed with the arrogance of a special creature, just like the word "dragon", full of natural majesty.

Kneel down! !

Large swaths of ordinary people couldn't help but kneel down and prostrate themselves on the spot.

Liu Xinxin gritted his teeth, and drops of cold sweat soaked the shirt on his spine, but his knees were bending a little. No matter how proud he was now, he could not face the Red Dragon King without kneeling down.

Snapped.

A hand suddenly patted Liu Xinxin's shoulder.

It was a seemingly ordinary man, and all the aura was contained within his body. But when his palm patted his shoulder, all the trembling pressure disappeared.

"As my official spokesperson, I cannot kneel down to others easily."

Gu Fan said calmly, "No matter what, Liu Xinxin is working for himself. If he kneels down, where will the face of the God of Death go?" ?

"oh??"

The Red Dragon King was a little surprised.

He originally thought that the person who would step forward would be a character like the Immortal King Kong, but he didn't expect that it would be Gu Fan, whom he didn't even pay much attention to.

This man is not simple! !

The fact that he was able to disperse the dragon's power that was pressing down on Liu Xinxin showed that he was extraordinary, and his inconspicuousness only aggravated this extraordinaryness.

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PS:

Sorry, there has been no update these days.

The author has been thinking about a problem and feels that he is stuck at a writing level and cannot move forward.

Each of the apocalyptic books I write will make progress. Compared with the previous books, this book "I Was Born in Hell" can be said to have undergone a qualitative change. It is more exciting, more beautiful, and more prominent in human nature.

But it's not enough.

The apocalypse I wrote seems to be stuck in a cycle of pretentiousness and slaps in the face. Although readers have reported that it is very interesting, it is not enough.

How to break through?

How to convey more ideas.

How to write a more powerful story.

I have been thinking about it recently, and now that I slowly have the answer, I dare to pick up the pen and write again.

I gradually understood that those scenes of pretending to make people feel good are indispensable. After all, this is a good article, and making everyone happy is the first goal, and I am also good at writing this.

In the hearty pleasure, I will bring you my core and my private goods.

alright.

The chapter of the Red Dragon Base will end in a while.

The real end of the world is coming, and the author will start serious mode.

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