Jiang Xiaobai was about to find another way to make a living, but he didn't expect that the fangs in the sea really stopped and didn't keep up.

The requiem bubble spit out by the dream spirit beast wrapped the Canghai fangs, and the emotions of the Canghai fangs, which were originally in a violent state, were appeased, and their expressions became gentle.

Jiang Xiaobai made a shushing gesture to the dream spirit beast, he moved his steps cautiously, and walked towards the door, but the dream spirit beast didn't understand Jiang Xiaobai's meaning, he saw Jiang Xiaobai doing this, thinking that he was going to fight with him, so he also imitated his movements, and laughed loudly.

As soon as it smiled, its mana lost its effect, and Canghai Fangs opened its eyes again, and found that it had become more and more manic after being played, and ran in the direction of Jiang Xiaobai with a thrashing of his chest.

Jiang Xiaobai complained while running, before on the Colosseum, this guy didn't want to kill himself every minute, why did he sell cuteness as soon as he got off the stage?

The stone bridge through the flaming magma had been broken by people who were busy escaping, Jiang Xiaobai stood at the mouth of the cliff with emergency brakes, watching the rolling heat wave roll up, and the soles of his feet were numb.

There is magma underneath, and there are fangs in the back, which is the heavens that will drive him to a dead end.

"Jiang Xiaobai, catch it!" Zi Ling stood on the other side of the cliff, struggling to throw his divine whip up and tie it tightly to the mouth of the cliff.

She herself stood on the edge of the cliff to receive the lava buzzing Zhuokao, and the corners of her clothes had been burned out of the fire.

If Jiang Xiaobai stood up, she would definitely be taken to the furnace.

"Leave me alone, hurry back, the magma is about to rise!" Jiang Xiaobai looked firm and roared angrily.

The molten flaming flaming beneath the cliff had already begun to tumble, the fangs of the sea intensified the eruption of the Rong River, and the heat wave rose like a tide, and the flames were monstrous.

Zi Ling's flying robe was quickly scalded out of several large holes.

"Can you not grind and chirp, hurry up and give the old lady up!" Zi Ling's face was red from the firelight, and her palms had already blistered, but she still held the other end of the whip tightly, pulling her throat and roaring.

Jiang Xiaobai couldn't bear it, he knew that if he didn't go up, Zi Ling would definitely not let go, the fangs of Canghai had already walked to the edge of the cliff, like a victor's posture, raising his forehead, and his indifferent expression fell on Jiang Xiaobai's body.

Jiang Xiaobai clenched his fists and walked quickly onto the whip, and the surging of the Rong River brought a heat wave, as if he was in a furnace.

Jiang Xiaobai had just taken two steps, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in his back, something pierced his back last time, he turned his head to look, Canghai fangs stretched out his palm at some point, and the sharp claws clenched his ribs.

"Jiang Xiaobai!" Zi Ling noticed Jiang Xiaobai's abnormality, he looked excited and shouted anxiously.

Jiang Xiaobai trembled in pain, but his heart calmed down, and the fangs of Canghai lifted him away, and he fell back on the colosseum again.

Zi Ling withdrew the whip, and there was already a large area of burns on the back of her hand, but he didn't realize it.

The clear eyes were suddenly shrouded in black qi, and the momentum around him became gloomy, and I saw that a pair of demon wings suddenly grew out of the shoulder blades, which quickly bloomed.

Zi Ling has never used this pair of wings since she fell into the Demon Dao, maybe she has the pride of the Protoss in her heart, but now she has even let go of her bottom line for Jiang Xiaobai.

"You're back!"

A figure rushed out of the heat wave, and Duke roared at the purple spirit in the air with a dark face.

Zi Ling now exudes a pure green demonic aura all over his body, and the traces of the fallen gods on his forehead are becoming more and more conspicuous, and the red light in his dark eyes is looming, and he is obviously about to lose his mind.

"I'm going to save him!" Zi Ling said calmly.

Her white and delicate face was crawling with strange patterns, which was very different from the cold and noble image of the past.

"You can't save him if you go, you know that the molten flame under here will devour you, without the Tongtian Stone Bridge, you won't be able to cross this hurdle!

Duke persuaded bitterly.

The magma at the bottom of the cliff has been surging up, and the Korean yang energy fills the two cliffs, as if wrapped in the light of the scorching sun, making it impossible to hide.

Purple Spirit stared at the fiery magma, a little hesitant, Duke seized the opportunity, suddenly his eyes opened, he high-fived violently, only to see a dark magic net grow from his palm, and quickly wrapped towards Purple Spirit.

Duke then leapt to his feet, standing in mid-air, chanting a spell.

The dark legal net changed flexibly, and the purple spirit was wrapped firmly.

When Zi Ling reacted, it was too late, and a rich and strange aura ran down her nose and into his body, her consciousness gradually blurred, and her whole person quickly fell from mid-air.

Duke held the purple spirit in his arms with a dark face, and fell back to the ground through the hot magma, his eyes looking at the white figure on the other side of the cliff.

Jiang Xiaobai, if you can't defeat the Canghai Fangs, you won't be worthy of Zi Ling's help.

Jiang Xiaobai had quickly climbed up from the Colosseum, and the sharp pain coming from his shoulder blade made his right arm unable to exert his strength.

The fangs of Canghai smelled the blood even more frantically, and the ice trick they spit out became more and more fierce each time.

Jiang Xiaobai was not carried away by the slight chaos, he looked at the surrounding environment, the Rongjiang River on the edge of the cliff was still in flames, since there was fire and ice, why not take a double yang array?

Jiang Xiaobai's feet quickly swam away, confusing the eyes of the fangs of the sea, pinching out the magic trick with both hands, and outlining the magic circle in the air.

Borrowing the momentum of water and fire to form two yangs with each other.

But the magic circle had just been halfway built, and Canghai Fangs had already understood his intentions, and a cold light shot out from his tail, directly splitting Jiang Xiaobai's magic circle.

Canghai Fangs roared and spat out an icicle.

There were ice sculptures coming against the wind in all directions in the Colosseum, and Jiang Xiaobai smashed these ice sculptures with his bare hands and a firm gaze.

Jiang Xiaobai's expression was certain, and he raised his hand to draw out a thunder trick and hit the body of Canghai Fang.

A greedy black mark quickly appeared on the head of Canghai Fang, this blow choked him enough, and his steps became cautious, obviously a little more defensive against Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai seized this opportunity, breathed his breath, and secretly stored strength, preparing to launch the next attack.

Canghai Fangs took a few steps back, but they didn't move anymore.

Jiang Xiaobai suspected that it was cheating, and he didn't step forward when he stayed where he was.

But the next scene made him have a very bad premonition in his heart.

The majestic Canghai fangs shook their bodies, and two identical Canghai fangs were formed, Jiang Xiaobai had never found out which divine beast had this ability.

In the Colosseum, three sea fangs appeared!