Chapter 22: The Flying Lion Fireball

"Oh......" Feraas and I both had a sense of enlightenment, and then we were also envious of the ability of the Spring Spirit Emblem to absorb energy.

I looked at the embarrassed Flying Lion in front of me and said to Quan Ling, "Quan Ling, can you expand the language exchange area and bring the Flying Lion in as well?" ”

"I'll try. Quan Ling said.

Quan Ling then concentrated on gradually enlarging the language exchange area, and the flying lion in front of him was still facing the "door", seeing that Quan Ling signaled that it was completed, I said to the flying lion: "Brother Lion, how about we talk?"

When the flying lion heard the voice, he first paused, and then turned around, and when the huge body twisted, it could cause a whirlwind, and said: "Intruder, you can actually speak lion language, and it is really not a simple intruder. ”

Quan Ling said: "Dear Flying Lion, we heard that there is a kind of water here, called 'source water', which has the function of improving the body's energy, I just heard you say 'blue water', is it the 'source water' we are looking for, if so, can we bring back a few bottles?" Quan Ling then took out two water bottles of about 1.5 liters.

The flying lion let out a shocking laugh and said angrily: "Ignorant child, do you know what this blue water is? It is the source of life in this Kilimanjaro, and we drink it by drops.

Ignoring its words, the spring spirit said, "You just said that we need to drink some blue water, which shows that we can still pose a threat to you, what are you afraid of us?" ”

"Nonsense! I will be afraid of you little doll! I am the patriarch of the Holy Lion Clan......

Quan Ling didn't wait for the flying lion to finish speaking, and said, "Does the patriarch of the Holy Lion clan dare to compete with us?"

The flying lion was stunned, as if he didn't expect what Quan Ling would say, and then he thought about it: "Xiao Nizi is so crazy, then let me teach you your skills." ”

Quan Lingjiao said with a smile: "The patriarch of the dignified Holy Lion clan actually chose to bully a little girl first, which is really remarkable. As he spoke, Quan Ling gave a thumbs up.

When the flying lion heard this, he hurriedly explained: "The little girl doesn't have a verbal dispute with you, you say which of you will go first, or the three of you will go together." ”

Quan Ling said: "Doesn't it seem that we are bullying more and less together, and this one is the first." Quan Ling said, pointing at me.

I was taken aback with the Holy Lion.

"Me?"

"Him?"

Quan Ling said to me impatiently: "It's just you, what am I, don't you want me to go?"

"I ......" Before I could finish speaking, Quan Ling pushed me forward.

To my great surprise, the flying lion seemed to be very afraid of me, and it shouted at Quan Ling, who had always been a little girl, and was much more polite to me.

In the language exchange area, I heard the address: "Sir." ”

The flying lion didn't say anything, the first wave of attacks spit out a fireball equivalent to his body on me, even if I was nearly a hundred meters away from it, I could feel a strong heat wave rushing towards me, the fireball flew extremely fast, between life and death, I quickly calmed down, my subconscious seemed to open a wormhole for me.

"Fifty meters!"

"Forty meters!"

"Thirty meters!"

"Dahl is opening the wormhole!" Quan Ling exclaimed.

"Twenty meters!"

"Ten meters!"

"Boom!"