The dagger flashed with black light and stabbed heavily at the fiery red piece in front of him, but there was no suspense and only left a clear white mark on the hard and iron-like skin, and Leng Tomb couldn't help but let out an unpleasant smacking sound: "Cut," Before a strong wind hit, a wave of spiritual power appeared under his feet, and the whole person disappeared in place. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And just as the figure of the cold tomb disappeared completely, a long tail flicked down violently, smashing heavily on the ground where the cold tomb was standing before it disappeared, and suddenly smashed a deep hole, and the red dust and broken stones were splashed.

In the next second, next to a boulder not far from the molten dragon, the figure of the cold tomb gradually emerged on the reflection of the boulder, with a helpless smile on his face, looking at the molten dragon not far away: "I can't even break through the defense, how can I kill it?"

When Leng Tomb looked at the molten dragon helplessly, the molten dragon that missed the blow also quickly captured Leng Tomb's figure, twisted the huge dragon head, and said to Leng Tomb with a pair of eyes full of disdain: "Boy, deliberately provoke me to take the initiative to attack you, so as to trick me from the world to handing me over, but I did everything you wanted! Why, now you are treating me like this? Don't tell me that the attack just now is all your strength!" If that's the case, you'll really regret your stupid act of tricking me to the ground!" said the molten dragon, and the molten dragon's nostrils continued to exhale bursts of white smoke, fierce and vicious.

At first, because Cold Tomb was really unable to attack the molten dragon, he finally had to choose the simplest and most practical method: the method of agitation, to provoke the molten dragon hovering in the air. And the result was also very smooth, just a few simple taunts from Leng Tomb, and the molten dragon directly took the bait and landed on the ground from the air, finally giving Leng Tomb the possibility of attacking.

Of course, the molten dragon said that it had fallen, but it was actually more like being a little irritated by the cold tomb's taunt, and it rushed straight into the cold tomb like attacking Shi Yu. This result did not exceed Leng Tomb's expectations, so even though he was facing the direct attack of the molten dragon with the strength of the six transformations of the Gathering Spirit, Leng Tomb did not seem to be so flustered, and stood in place and watched the molten dragon get closer and closer.

Then, when the distance between the molten dragon and himself was finally shortened to within a few meters, Cold Tomb drove the spiritual power unhurriedly, and at the same time, after a burst of spiritual power fluctuations emerged, Cold Tomb followed the shadow step and disappeared directly in place, which immediately surprised the molten dragon who rushed halfway. At this time, no matter how well the molten dragon collected, it was impossible for it to stop in mid-air without moving. In the end, he could only crash into the red earth with surprise, and directly knocked out a huge hole nearly ten meters deep in the earth. And at this time, Leng Tomb was quietly walking behind the molten dragon by stepping on the shadow step.

It's just that to the disappointment of Cold Tomb, the strength of the Molten Dragon's Gathering Spirit Six Transformations is not in vain, even if Cold Tomb uses all his strength to attack the Molten Dragon, the limit of what he can do is only to draw a few white marks on the abdomen that is not wrapped in dragon scales, not even to cause a tiny wound, let alone seriously injure or even kill the Molten Dragon.

"Kill, that's impossible!" Leng Tomb once again realized the impossibility of this matter.

As for the molten dragon's ability to see through his own thoughts, Leng Tomb was not too surprised by this. If the other party can't even see through such a simple agitation method, Leng Tomb really doesn't know how to say the other party's IQ.

"Regret, why regret?" Leng Tomb couldn't help but chuckle, not believing the Molten Dragon's words. In five minutes, even if Cold Tomb couldn't kill the molten dragon, if the molten dragon really wanted to kill Cold Tomb, "I'm afraid it won't be so easy!" Cold Tomb couldn't help but have a confident look on his face, and his eyes were fixed on the molten dragon not far away, without any sense of fear.

If the Molten Dragon hovers in midair, the Cold Tomb believes that the Molten Dragon can kill itself in five minutes.

Because the molten dragon has air supremacy when it is in the air, as long as it leans over and sweeps it, the cold tomb has almost nowhere to hide. Moreover, if the molten dragon's attack really had to be covered, it would be enough to cover a large area that was difficult for the Cold Tomb to escape.

However, when the molten dragon was standing on the ground, the attack range was undoubtedly too small, and it would be countless times more difficult to catch the figure of the cold tomb than when it was in the air. If in this case, Leng Tomb couldn't hold out for even five minutes, "Then I, the assassin, don't do it!" Leng Tomb smiled lightly again, but he couldn't hide a trace of sorrow between his brows.

(Here it may be said that when Leng Tomb first guessed that this level was held for five minutes, he was obviously so frightened, but now he is so calm, which is a little unreasonable.) In fact, this is a question of the position of the attacker and the defender, if he is the defender as Leng Tomb thought at the beginning, then the corresponding molten dragon side must be the attacker, and the attacker generally has to do its best to defeat the defender, so the molten dragon will not hide his secrets, and will definitely go all out. But when the position is changed, the molten dragon's side doesn't need to be so desperate, as long as it lasts for five minutes, the molten dragon can hover in the sky and wait for the time to end. ）

"In the final analysis, our side is the attacking side, even if I can hold on for five minutes, it doesn't change anything about the result, how can it be a loss! Shi Yu's side has no hope of winning at all, and Fengchen's side doesn't know what the situation is, if he can't do it, he can only hand it over to me!"

"Boy, since you don't attack, then I'm welcome, anyway, it's only five minutes, and if you don't play with you well, it will be boring for many years!" Just when Leng Tomb's thoughts were a little wandering, the molten dragon was a little impatient.

Saying that, the dragon head suddenly lifted upwards suddenly, and Leng Tomb only felt the aura around him, and was directly sucked by the molten dragon in an instant, and couldn't help but interrupt his thoughts and look at the molten dragon. Then, Leng Tomb was surprised to find that the nostrils of the molten dragon, which had been smoking, were constantly seeping out a large amount of smoke at this moment, and the dragon head composed of pure molten slurry was faintly emitting a fiery red light at this time, making the originally not so obvious molten become looming.

And what made Leng Tomb's face even more solemn was that he could clearly feel it with his body, from the body of the molten dragon, or from the skull, there was a burst of spiritual pressure that made Leng Tomb's whole body tremble. Looking at the crushed lime sand around him that had been rolled up by this powerful spiritual pressure, and the crimson earth that was almost shattered at the feet of the molten dragon, Leng Tomb's heart trembled even more.

"This guy, doesn't he want to breathe fire or spew something?" Leng Tomb thought with some trepidation.

And things always like to come true in a bad direction, just when such a thought just flashed in Cold Tomb's mind, the molten dragon, which finally gathered momentum, lowered its high head as Cold Tomb had guessed. At the same time, the mouth, which had been kept closed, and even the slightest trace of fiery red light could be faintly seen through the cracks, was also opened to the maximum at this moment.

In the next second, under the spiritual pressure trembling that directly shattered the ground under the feet of the molten dragon, a cylindrical flame several times thicker than the head of the molten dragon's head erupted directly from the mouth of the molten dragon, instantly swinging its layers of fierce wind pressure, sweeping the flying sand and stones around its flames, and directly attacking the cold tomb under the boulder not far away.

"The power of this flame is really great!" Seeing this cylindrical flame rushing towards him, as long as he was slightly touched by this cylindrical flame along the way, even the stones would be directly burned into slag in an instant, and then burned into invisible gas, which suddenly made Leng Tomb's heart half cold: "This molten dragon, this time it's real!"

In this case, Leng Tomb no longer dared to continue to be in a daze, and stepped on it suddenly, and the shadow steps instantly moved.

After a fluctuation of spiritual power appeared, Leng Tomb's face was pale, and from under the boulder, which was already destined to be burned into air, he moved to another dodge point that had been selected at the beginning: a pit at some distance from the boulder.

After all, it is a battle against a molten dragon that can kill him at any time, and of course Leng Tomb must survey the terrain that can be used by the Shadow Step before the official battle, otherwise he will wait until the crisis is in front of him to find anything, and I am afraid that it will be too late at all.

I saw that the cylindrical flame ran through all the way, piercing the boulder that the cold tomb was sheltering and then burning it completely. And the flames of the cave through the boulder don't know if it's because of the control of the molten dragon, or if it's something else. Unexpectedly, it burst open on the spot, and suddenly completely dyed this small area into a fiery red, scorching everything like a red lotus hell.

And just at the last moment, the cylindrical flame sprayed directly on the boulder, and in an instant, the boulder was directly covered and burned, leaving no trace, at the same time, the figure of the cold tomb appeared in a pit not far from the place where the flames were raging, and he was glad in his heart: "Really, I was almost burned to death by the fire!"

The cylindrical flames came so fast that they were almost as fast as the cold tomb had just been transferred by stepping shadows, and the flames were already close in front of them. Even with the cold tomb, he could clearly feel the scorching heat of the cylindrical flame, and a lot of sweat was shed because of it, and the cylindrical flame was completely evaporated by the attack. Let Leng Tomb have to believe that if he was one step late just now, it would really be over.

And with the lessons of the past, this time Leng Tomb no longer dared to appear in front of the molten dragon with a big grin like before, but chose to hide his traces and breath in this small pit, temporarily escaping the attention of the molten dragon.

Speaking of concealment, the cold tomb as an assassin is naturally at your fingertips. Leaning lightly against the somewhat cold earth wall, Leng Tomb stopped breathing directly, and replaced it with the most imperceptible breathing through the skin. The whole body was motionless, and even the beating of the heart was suppressed to an extremely slight point by the cold tomb. At this time, if it were any other person, as long as he didn't touch the body of the cold tomb with his hands, and just looked at it with his eyes and divine sense, he would definitely think that the cold tomb was dead.

"This kid, it looks like he's really disappeared from here!" The Divine Consciousness couldn't sense the existence of the cold tomb at all, and stared at the flames that were burning in front of him, but the molten dragon couldn't help but smile on his face.

"It's just, after all, it's just like, it's not really disappeared from here, so," a trace of fierceness flashed in the eyes of the molten dragon, and at the same time, the head was raised violently again, and bursts of spiritual pressure that swept through the entire area of sand and gravel appeared again, and even some of the accumulated sand and stones were splashed into the pit where the cold tomb was hiding, splashing on the face of the cold tomb, bringing a burst of thoughts from the cold tomb.

"This guy, has he already found my location? How is this possible!" Leng Tomb couldn't believe it.

Cold Tomb is very confident in his concealment skills, if it is said that the molten dragon, the opponent of the first battle, can easily find his traces, Cold Tomb really can't accept this result.

"Or is this guy just deliberately attacking to make me panic and expose his whereabouts?" Leng Tomb quickly thought of the second possibility, and Leng Tomb believed in the second possibility even more in his heart. After all, no one wants to admit that they can't.

However, in this case, even if Leng Tomb is more willing to believe in the second possibility, he has to pay attention to the first possibility: "In case my whereabouts are really exposed, if I don't dodge it early, I'm afraid that this fire will come down, and I will have no bones!"

"Don't you show up yet? I don't think I'm just pretending! This is true, if you lose your life because of this, then you only deserve it, boy!" The flame continued to condense in his mouth, and there were faint signs that he could not suppress it from erupting. It was also at such a momentous moment that the molten dragon was glancing somewhere out of the corner of his eye, and he sighed in his heart.

If Cold Tomb came out of the pit and looked at the molten dragon at this moment, he would be able to find that the molten dragon was glancing at a certain place out of the corner of his eye at the moment was the pit where he was at the moment: Cold Tomb's whereabouts seemed to have been detected by the molten dragon from the beginning.

It's a pity that Leng Tomb is still maintaining his posture close to the dead corpse at the moment, and his heart is still struggling: whether to continue to hide like this, or to confirm whether the target of the molten dragon is now is his own position.

Cold Tomb knew very well that as long as he made a slight movement, the molten dragon would definitely be able to perceive his position.

Then the flame that was accumulating in his mouth would spew at him mercilessly. At that time, the choice left to Leng Tomb is probably to try his best to escape as soon as possible, otherwise there will only be a dead end.

And if you don't move at this moment, either the flame of the molten dragon will fail, or you will be directly killed by this flame.

"What should I choose? It will be difficult to escape after escaping now," because there are only a few places to hide around here, and one use will be less than once. "But if I don't escape, I might die here!" Leng Tomb is even more reluctant to see such a result, because death is equivalent to complete loss.

Just when the thoughts in the heart of the cold tomb were in chaos, the molten dragon finally ended this second accumulation, the head fell down sharply again, and the mouth opened again to the point that it could no longer be held out, and a fiery red flame erupted in an instant, heading straight for the cold tomb. And the spiritual pressure that was shaken by the flames was even so strong that it directly cracked and shattered the crimson earth along the way where the molten dragon and even the cold tomb were hidden, and then burned into powder and gas.

At this time, the thousands of thoughts in Leng Tomb's mind were finally forcibly cut off by Leng Tomb when the flames erupted.

"No matter, leave here first, and the rest will be talked about later!"

It's just that what Leng Tomb didn't expect was that when he had just made the decision to leave this pit, the flames had already swept in with the spiritual pressure that changed Leng Tomb's face, and the speed was faster than the previous time!

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