"Ka la la la ….." It’s the level of fried beans that rings until the back. Every explosion is like the twilight believers around the drum-bang temple are covered their ears in pain.

Visible to the naked eye, the speed once belonged to the inflation of Nefarialong’s body.
The body of the Chapter 175 The earth fission ()
Gifts from ancient gods are never good goods.
Being a monster, the ancient god root won’t have any aesthetic feeling.
In the ancient war, the elegant and beautiful spirit in the eyes of ordinary people became the ugly Naga.
As soon as Neltharion’s soul was injected into this new body, he felt the pain, the deepest horror pain of the soul.
"roar"
The claws that already belonged to it burst abruptly, and the skin scales of the dragon’s claws were almost broken. After the scales were removed, the new tissue in the hole full of rotten meat was brought back to life by Enzo’s evil magic.
However, don’t expect anything to go step by step.
Regenerated from the hole is not a Long Lin, but a lot of tiny eyes, small African claws, dragon arms and even wings …
"ouch!" Neltharion can feel that his vision is splitting into several parts.
This is not a fly’s compound eye, but a chaotic explosion of all corners of the body, and the vision of the eyes is patched together at random.
That kind of feeling makes him completely crazy.
He tried to bully, destroy and destroy his limbs and vent his pain, but he was dismayed to find that the limbs that once belonged to nefarian were locked by huge unknown metal shackles.
Countless illusory tentacles have been rolled to press every limb of him to move.
At this time, dozens of giant saws driven by Twilight came.
This unknown magical power-driven saw is brutally cutting his brand-new limbs to keep his body similar to that of a dragon.
"Hey hey! Ha ha! Hey! " This time, it’s not only Enzos, but also its ancient spirit, which seems to remain in the trance and join in the sneer.
Maybe it’s Enzo, it’s Yogsalon, it’s Ashaji.
They may have completely disappeared, but a remnant of the will of the once true God still echoes in every corner of Azeroth.
These ancient gods gathered their strength and injected it into Neltharion’s new body.
Enzo smiled. "Is it painful? Sad? Resentment? Angry? Let’s just let it out. It’s also a kind of power. We are doing a little experiment to make you have the destructive power of true God. The higher your negative emotions are, the more destructive you will be to Azeroth. "
"Is that right? That’s … it’s wonderful! " Neltharion crazy roar.
He raged and roared all over the deep rock continent in some mysterious way.
It’s shaking violently
That is no longer a problem of single soil element plane.
That strong vibration once crossed the plane barrier and directly affected the planet Azeroth.
Do your best to feel the wind coming from the south sea and the beautiful sea breeze caressing.
A huge tremor from the deep sea in one second easily set off a huge wave.
"rumbling rumbling"
At first, not many people found this scene, and it was not until the 100-meter green waves approached the shore that the lighthouse keeper on the shore found this scene.
"My god! Is the world going to be destroyed? "
There used to be a huge goblin statue standing 30 meters outside the Treasure Bay, which was as small as a baby before the doomsday wave.
At this moment, the sound of Neltharion actually crossed the barrier of Azeroth in the earth element world, and the whole world echoed endlessly.
That’s what he shouted a few minutes ago, and the whole world circled in the way of echo.
"pain!"
"suffering"
"I hate burning in the abyss!"
"The world is shaking because of my torture!"
If it is another person who utters such curses, it will definitely be regarded as a psychopath.
However, he is nobody else!
He is the Death Wing. Neltharion once guarded the dragon, and now the death dragon is extinct.
With his voice suddenly, a huge flame crack tore the whole barren area apart.
Fiery lava is like a 100-story-high furious lava dragon. The earth is charging and tearing itself apart. Every inch of explosion is bound to be accompanied by magma generate.
Nothing can stop the wrath of heaven and earth from destroying mountains, big and small. This dragon is raging, smashing and bursting. A huge orc town that blocks its way and lingers for several kilometers has shoveled away half of it like a bulldozer.
The phantom sound of Neltharion’s extinction continues
"Sad kingdom, I collapsed in anger!"
The violent wind, which was comparable to the 12-level storm, suddenly blew, and Ogrima was preparing to land. The goblin airship crashed involuntarily in a spin.
The fuel spilled from the exploded wood caused a secondary disaster.
At that moment, every tribesman in Ogrimari felt the world overturned, and everyone fell to the ground on shaky footing.
A shuddering scream.
People who want to be able to see the scenery outside are desperate to see a gray tornado coming at them.