In the face of Fengchen's anger, the molten dragon only smiled contemptuously, and the huge body that was originally entrenched also stood up slightly at this moment, obscuring the crimson moonlight that could have shone on Fengchen's face, and at the same time making Fengchen have to look up at the molten dragon. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Boy, so you want a less humiliating way to die?" The molten dragon looked down at the wind and dust, and said condescendingly, the disdain in his eyes was overflowing, and the spiritual pressure completely suppressed the wind and dust, and the momentum was violent.

At this moment, the spiritual pressure of the molten dragon was almost completely released, and the spiritual pressure that covered the five levels of wind and dust suppressed it to death, as if there were thousands of catties of boulders pressing all over the body, and it was almost impossible to move its body.

Sweat flowed like rain, falling on the wind and dust, and in an instant, the clothes wrapped in the wind and dust were soaked. In this case, although there was a little fear and fear in Fengchen's eyes, there was more anger and unwillingness, dyeing a pair of moist eyes with a unique look, and his eyes were also sharp and abnormal, and he stabbed the molten dragon without a trace of disguise, making the molten dragon a little uncomfortable.

"Boy, you are talking, if you don't speak, how do I know how you want to die? Haha, could it be that you can't even speak because you think of dying?"

Regarding the molten dragon's flirtatious words, Fengchen still treated him coldly and did not respond.

Of course, Fengchen is not afraid, but in this situation, "It is inconvenient for those who are suppressed by spiritual pressure to even move, don't talk nonsense or anything, it is useless to waste your strength!"

"Cut, boy, you provoked me, and now you don't say a word, do you think that doing this will make me stop making a move against you? Don't be delusional, since you regret it now, don't make such a stupid move just now!Now, no matter what happens, you need to pay for the mistakes you made!" Seeing that Fengchen didn't say a word, the molten dragon was finally completely angry.

No longer verbosing with the wind and dust, the molten dragon jerked its arrogant head upward, and the spiritual pressure that had been suppressed by the wind and dust converged a lot, gathering on the proud head of the molten dragon. Most of the surrounding aura was emptied in an instant, and the convergence point was undoubtedly still the proud head of the molten dragon, or the mouth of the molten dragon to be precise.

With the disappearance of the aura, the spiritual pressure converged and soared, and the original fiery red head of the molten dragon was shining with a dazzling fiery red light at this moment. The long body was completely still at this moment, and it also emitted a faint fiery red light, and transmitted waves of spiritual power that converged in the highest point of the skull, forming in the mouth of the molten dragon.

As if intimidated by the spiritual pressure of the molten dragon vibrating at the moment, or disturbed by the wind, sand and rocks that were convoluted by the spiritual pressure of the molten dragon, Fengchen involuntarily took a few steps back, and the sharpness and sharpness in his eyes were also briefly lost at this moment. However, when he saw or vaguely felt a contemptuous gaze hidden under the fiery red light, his retreating footsteps stopped, and he immediately stepped forward: "How can you retreat and dodge because of this!" Fengchen's eyes sharpened again.

I don't know if it's an illusion or something else, when Fengchen's footsteps stepped forward, the contemptuous gaze that he originally felt was gone, and even made the person Fengchen in a trance, and he couldn't figure out whether Fang Cai was a psychological effect, or if the molten dragon really projected that kind of gaze. "Forget it, it doesn't matter!" Fengchen shook his head to shake off the doubt, his eyes staring straight ahead: he could only vaguely see a fiery red light, and his hands clenched into a pair of fists.

"Are you going to die here?" a desperate thought suddenly appeared in his mind, quickly taking over the brain and refusing to retreat.

The whole body was already covered in scaly wounds at this moment, if it weren't for the molten dragon's hand, "I'm afraid I'm not all fours now, right?" Leng Tomb pursed a trace of blood red from the corner of his mouth, and there was a wry smile on his face that had been hanging for a long time.

The tattered body was grabbed by a sharp claw at this moment, it was enough to crush the cold tomb completely after clenching it, and it didn't do such a frenzied move at this moment, but just pressed the cold tomb firmly on the red earth, making it unable to move.

This claw naturally belongs to the molten dragon, and at this moment, a huge dragon head is also very close to the cold tomb, it is better to say that the molten dragon is actually poking his head out to see the cold tomb that was pressed to the ground by himself and could not move. Bursts of smoke erupted from his nostrils, sometimes even the dragon's whiskers floating on the sidelines were gone.

Perhaps choking on the smoke exhaled by the molten dragon, Leng Tomb couldn't help coughing, and suddenly the pain and wounds all over his body were aroused, and a feeling of comfort spread throughout his body, almost making Leng Tomb cry.

Ignoring the pain of the cold tomb, the molten dragon pressed the cold tomb like this, and said: "Boy, now that you can't run away, do you think I should kill you, or kill you, or kill you?"

Leng Tomb had no doubt that even if he chose to beg the molten dragon for mercy now, as long as the other party finally decided to kill him in his heart, the claws of the molten dragon would directly crush him in the next second. Therefore, Leng Tomb could only squeeze out a wry smile and replied, "Can there be a fourth option? There seems to be no difference between these three options!"

"Oh, I almost forgot to tell you, there is a difference between these three options!" the molten dragon suddenly realized.

"What's the difference?" a hint of cunning flashed in Leng Tomb's eyes, which was quickly covered up and replaced by curiosity.

"The difference is that the first one who kills you is directly pinched to death with his claws, the second one who kills you is burned to death with fire, and the third one who kills you is who eats you directly! You see, isn't there a big difference?" said the molten dragon with a smile, a pair of dragon eyes narrowed into a slit at the moment, but it was difficult for Leng Tomb to find a little taste from the kind face that this copy should have.

"There's a difference between your sister!" Leng Tomb scolded secretly in his heart, but his mouth began to talk nonsense: "Is it? That's really a difference! But then again, senior, I don't think we need to choose these three options!"

"Don't choose, why?" the molten dragon seemed interested.

"Look, the time is coming up anyway, as long as the time comes, even if I fail the test, I will still die at that time, why bother with you to do it yourself, right? Besides, I have cultivated so lowly as a cultivator, and it is my honor to die at the hands of your predecessors, but your hands are stained with my blood, but you are disrespectful to you, isn't it? It is better to let the dead toad outside dirty his hands?"

"Does that sound reasonable," the molten dragon nodded a little unexpectedly, and even the claws that suppressed Cold Tomb loosened a little at this time, making Cold Tomb's body loosen. However, before Cold Tomb could fully relax, thinking that the molten dragon had indeed been moved by himself, his claws swooped down again, pressing Cold Tomb directly into the dirt.

"But I'm tempted to kill you kid right now, what can I do?" came the molten dragon's voice.

"Ahem," was suddenly pressed into the dirt, and the dirt that leaked into his mouth choked and coughed, and Leng Tomb's body shook involuntarily, but under the claws of the molten dragon, it could only tremble slightly. The part that was directly touched by the claws was also in pain at this moment because the tremor of the body touched the wound.

Holding back this pain, Leng Tomb continued to make efforts: "Haha, you want to kill me? senior, you can really be joking! Anyway, this soil is quite comfortable, thank you seniors for your understanding and finding me such a good resting environment!"

didn't choose to tear his face with the molten dragon, although the other party was already torn his face, Leng Tomb didn't dare to do this, so he could only continue to laugh and talk nonsense with the molten dragon to delay time. At this time, there is still one minute left before the test is over.

"Is it very comfortable in this soil, so in that case, why don't you bury it in it for the rest of your life?" The molten dragon laughed coldly, and the coldness of his voice made Leng Tomb's body tremble, and it immediately became cold.

"Senior, you're kidding again, although it's quite comfortable to lie here, but if you want to be buried here for the rest of your life, it won't feel good!" said Leng Tomb, a drop of cold sweat flowed from his forehead, for fear that the molten dragon would press under his sharp claws when he spoke.

"Boy, don't joke you know it very well in your own heart, and I won't continue to talk to you. No matter what, I won't let you go today, who let your companion die so much that he wants to annoy me? Blame it, you just wait until you go to hell, blame your companion!" The molten dragon seemed to be tired of continuing to entangle with Cold Tomb, and his face completely turned cold, and at the same time, the spiritual pressure of his whole body completely exploded, suppressing Cold Tomb lying on the ground, making it unable to move freely, and his claws slowly raised.

"Annoyed,, it must be something that Fengchen kid did to cause the trouble!" While trying to move his body, Leng Tomb was thinking about the meaning of the molten dragon's words. The attitude of the molten dragon changed suddenly, and the change made the cold tomb a little inexplicable: it was clear that the previous second was still fighting in harmony, and the next second the molten dragon suddenly burst out with all its strength.

At this time, Leng Tomb, who was already at a disadvantage, was caught off guard, and even if he was caught by the molten dragon, he was pressed to the ground motionless, and now he was about to end up being killed by the molten dragon's claws.

Originally, Cold Tomb was still very puzzled by the change of the molten dragon, but after hearing that the molten dragon said that his companion had annoyed him, Cold Tomb immediately understood that it must have been something that Fengchen had done. "Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for Shi Yu to defeat the other party himself, and he will not think about defeating or killing the other party, so it is impossible for Shi Yu to have a problem on his side. And Fengchen's side, according to the temper of this beast, is a little arrogant, but it is not too excessive, so there will be no problems on Fengchen's side at first. But when Fengchen realizes that he can't kill this beast, and this beast himself is a bit cheap, I'm afraid it will still anger Fengchen. In this way, it is not certain that Fengchen will say anything! Alas, this is also true. Leng Tomb sighed helplessly in his heart, although he thought clearly about the possible reasons for the matter, he didn't have any solution.

It's impossible to ask him to run and beat Fengchen now, right? Not to mention that it can't be done, even if he can do this, Leng Tomb won't do it: "Our last hope may be in Fengchen, even if it's because of Fengchen's kid who causes my current situation, so what? If Fengchen can't help it, then it's the same death, what's the difference between early death and late death?"

So, "I'm not going to blame my companions," Cold Tomb burst out laughing at the molten dragon's imminent falling claws.

Because of Leng Tomb's sudden smile, the claws that the molten dragon was about to fall stopped, looked at Leng Tomb with puzzled eyes, and finally opened his mouth: "Boy, you can still laugh when you are dying?"

"Why can't I laugh? Obviously, such a funny thing appeared in front of me, not smiling is not my personality at all!" Leng Tomb still had a smile on his face, and there was no trace of panic between his words, as if he looked down on life and death at this moment.

"What's funny, tell me about it, maybe I'll forget to kill you when you talk about it!" The molten dragon suddenly became interested in the funny thing that Cold Tomb said, and slightly restrained the spiritual pressure, and looked at Cold Tomb with great interest.

"Do you want to hear it, okay, it's funny for me, but it may not be for you!" Cold Tomb shook his head unexpectedly from the molten dragon, not like he had told the molten dragon about it.

It's just that if you can look closely, you can find the cunning hidden in the corners of the cold tomb's eyes. Moreover, what should be immediately noticed is that Cold Tomb's name for the molten dragon has changed from your predecessor to you.

It's a pity that the molten dragon didn't find out, and he was successfully aroused by Leng Tomb's prevaricating tone: "Anyway, there is still a minute to go, as long as you pay attention, it is enough to kill him at the last moment, now listen to him and talk about it!"

With such a thought in his heart, the molten dragon became impatient on the surface, the spiritual pressure soared again, and the spiritual power gradually gathered on the claws, and a strong killing intent wrapped around Leng Tomb's body, making Leng Tomb's body cold: "Boy, you have to figure out your current position, I am willing to listen to it It is your honor, if you are not willing to say it, then I will kill you now!"

As he spoke, the spiritual pressure on the claws shook violently, and there was a real tendency to fall.

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