"Die, boy!" With a loud cry in the heart of the molten dragon, the flames condensed in his mouth erupted suddenly, and a pillar of flame more than ten meters thick, with bursts of spiritual pressure that crushed the earth, swept away straight towards the wind and dust. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The power of the Flame Pillar Molten Dragon was all too clear, so his eyes were full of confidence, and he had no doubt that Wind and Dust would die on this move. Looking intently at the tiny figure, the molten dragon couldn't help but hold his breath, waiting for the moment when the pillar of fire burned the wind and dust. At that time, the test will also be declared over, and the molten dragon will continue to sleep until the next tester appears.

"I don't know how long it will take before I can come out again to breathe, and in a few thousand years, it is estimated that the fire toad will also die, and I really have no chance of living at that time!" The molten dragon sighed for a while, and seemed to have determined the end of the wind and dust.

It's just that when this majestic flame cylinder was sent to Fengchen and was about to penetrate the wind and dust and turn it into flying ashes, the sudden appearance of the Fury Dust Knife and the light brought up by the Fury Dust Knife made the molten dragon lose his mind for a while after noticing it.

"What is that light?" Although it was a very faint glow, and almost exactly the same color as the Flame Cylinder, the Molten Dragon had completely captured the presence of the Fury Dust Blade, or rather, the presence of the light, both with the naked eye and from the divine sense. Moreover, it coincidentally brought a wave of uneasiness to the molten dragon, and there was even a kind of molten dragon itself that was a little inexplicable, and for some reason it appeared in the depths of his heart, reflecting his most instinctive reaction: "Why? I would smell danger from that little light?" The molten dragon's face couldn't help but be solemn.

At the same time, the mouth that was already open was instinctively stretched out even more at this time, condensing all the remaining spiritual power in the mouth, constantly absorbing the spiritual power and spiritual energy in the surrounding and even farther areas, almost turning this area into a dead place without spiritual energy.

Under the series of actions of the molten dragon, the flame cylinder sprayed from its mouth suddenly became larger, and the color of the flame became more pure and condensed, not to mention the coercion released by the surrounding rubble, I am afraid that any cultivator who has not cultivated above the realm of gathering spirits, as long as he gets a little closer, can be suppressed by this majestic spiritual pressure and die in an instant.

It was such a terrifying flame attack, the moment Feng Chen's hand touched the Fury Dust Knife, all of them poured on Feng Chen's body.

At this moment, an unbelievable scene appeared to the molten dragon: the cylindrical flame that was supposed to directly devour the wind and dust, the cylindrical flame that was supposed to be indomitable, and the cylindrical flame that was supposed to scorch the entire red earth through it, was actually at this moment, under the gaze of the molten dragon full of shock, with Fengchen or the angry dust knife in Fengchen's hand as the central point, as if it had been cut alive, this cylindrical flame was actually split into two, rushing towards the left and right sides of the wind and dust.

"Sure enough, it works!" His eyes were also full of disbelief, even stronger than that of the molten dragon, and Fengchen sighed as he looked at the flames that were split in two in front of him and spread from his left and right. There was no need to doubt the power of this flame, because the flame, which had been split in two by the Fury Dust Knife, blasted directly into two huge bottomless holes in the crimson earth after shooting into the crimson earth. And this is not the end, because the flames in the mouth of the molten dragon have not yet been sprayed, and the flames that have been divided in two by the wind and dust will naturally not stop, as always, blasting on the ground, blasting the two potholes into a larger and deeper depth, until they converge together, forming a huge pit that suddenly appears behind the wind and dust.

At this time, if Fengchen looks back, he will definitely be shocked by the scale of this huge pothole. It's a pity that Fengchen doesn't have this kind of idle work at the moment, although it seems that Fengchen is out of danger: the flames can no longer hurt Fengchen, and he is directly split in two by the Fury Dust Knife. But this is not the end, because the purpose of this test in the first place is not just to last for five minutes. The condition for passing this test is to kill this molten dragon in five minutes!" Wind Dust's eyes flashed.

The hand that touched the Angry Dust Knife finally tightened the handle at this time, and the impact that poured on the Angry Dust Knife was officially transferred to Fengchen himself to resist from the moment Fengchen grasped the handle. "Hmm! Sure enough, this flame is very strong, even with the help of the Fury Dust Knife, the impact alone almost makes me fall over!"

When he was able to stand firm under his feet, Fengchen had no intention of continuing to delay, and a pair of clear eyes pointed directly at the flames, the huge molten dragon, and secretly warned in his heart: "There is only one minute left in the end!

Therefore, after the hands of the next second start to turn, they have just adapted to the wind and dust of the impact of the flames, and they have to start there.

"This kid, how can you stop my flames? Is it because of that light?" When Fengchen was about to start, the molten dragon here was completely unclear about the situation. It's no wonder that such a weak opponent has already made a big move to end the opponent's life with such a powerful move, but at the last moment, there was such an unexpected situation that no one could have imagined. If you can, the molten dragon is really in the mood to crash to death, and his heart has even sent the wind and dust to death row.

"I must kill this kid, how can I let him block my full force, I'm dignified. Just as the molten dragon strengthened the power of the flames in its mouth, ready to suppress the wind and dust and kill it. In the next second, Feng Chen's actions completely made the molten dragon tremble, and for the first time from the beginning of the test, he felt the breath of death from the heart.

What did he see? The molten dragon suddenly saw that the flames that had been split in two by the wind and dust did not wait for him to strengthen his power and forcibly suppress the wind and dust. Feng Chen, who originally just stood in place and looked like he was just passively defending, stepped forward at this moment, and sent the angry dust knife in his hand forward. In the next second, a pitch-black demonic fire overflowed from the Fury Dust Knife, instantly contaminated with the flames ejected by the molten dragon, and attached to it like a parasite, forming a pitch-black area.

If this is the case, it is not enough to shock and fear the molten dragon, what really makes the molten dragon feel this way is the feedback from the divine consciousness to the pitch-black flame: "My flame has been eroded by this broken thing that I don't know where it came from?"

That's right, it's not just attached to the surface, the flames released by the dust from the Fury Dust Knife at this moment have really completely eroded this pure flame, and it is not limited to this small area, it is still spreading, quickly spreading to the entire flame cylinder. At this moment, when he saw this scene, the molten dragon was really frightened.

"How is this possible, how can this broken flame be able to do such a thing? obviously under my spiritual pressure he can't get close to me at all, how can he be able to erode my flame now, what did this kid do?!"

If it weren't for the continuous spewing of flames from his mouth, the molten dragon would really have an urge to scold at this moment, grab the wind and dust and ask him what he had done, so that this pitch-black flame, which was originally useless, would become what it is now.

It's a pity that the current molten dragon doesn't have this spare time at all. Just by keeping the flame in his mouth, the molten dragon had already done his best, where did he have the spare time to scold? As for stopping the flame spraying, this molten dragon master didn't think about it, but as soon as the thought only appeared slightly, it was immediately cut off by the molten dragon.

"You must not stop, once I stop spraying flames, I am afraid that this pitch-black flame will immediately attack me, and now it is only temporarily eroding the flames, and it has not yet reached the point of exhaustion!" said the molten dragon secretly in his heart.

Once the pitch-black flames were out of control, the molten dragon couldn't imagine what the flames would be like when they pounced on them. Therefore, the molten dragon did not dare to stop at all, and could only continue to spew out flames to continue to suppress the wind and dust, so that it had no energy left to do more things: "Just hold on for a minute, after a minute, this kid will lose!" The molten dragon even began to have such thoughts in his heart, not thinking about killing the wind and dust, but delaying time.

It's just that the molten dragon is trying to delay time, and the wind and dust are also aware of the importance of time.

Therefore, in this last minute, Fengchen did not hesitate and resolutely stepped forward. Holding the Fury Dust Knife, it continuously unleashes demonic fire to erode the flames that erupt from it, and shakes it with the wind.

The wind can split the flame cylinder in two, which is completely unimaginable before Wind and Dust, and it is also the first step in the solution that the fire wolf told Wind Dust. Of course, to completely split this flame in two, the amount of mental power required was quite staggering.

As for the erosion effect of the demonic fire, even the fire wolf can't explain this clearly, and in the end, it can only be attributed to the suppression of the lower-level demonic beasts by the higher-level demonic beasts. Don't look at the molten dragon as a dragon, it's actually just a pile of molten slurry, without the help of any bloodline power, and it can only be slightly stronger by relying on a trace of soul power. And the fire wolf also looked disdainful when he mentioned the molten dragon.

"However, if it weren't for the fact that this guy Fire Wolf helped share some of the burden, and temporarily stimulated my divine consciousness and increased my spiritual power by a few levels, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to do this kind of thing at all!" Without a trace, the beads of sweat dripping from his forehead were blown away by the wind, and Feng Chen thought a little distractedly. Don't look at Fengchen, it seems to be normal at the moment, but in fact, the mental state is completely tense.

"Really, this beast doesn't know how to stop, so if it has to keep spraying, it won't trouble me?" Looking at the seemingly endless flames in front of him, although he was able to completely separate them with the wind for the time being, Fengchen couldn't help but curse angrily.

Although Fengchen's spiritual power is strong, and it has now increased by several levels, it is limited after all. Resisting this level of flame is already overloaded, let alone having to resist it all the time. Because of this, Fengchen knew that he couldn't drag it out any longer.

Because it continued to drag on, Fengchen couldn't guarantee that he would suddenly fall down in the next second.

Therefore, Fengchen forged ahead with all his strength at this moment, and the Fury Dust Knife was pregnant with wind and fire, and slashed fiercely at the flames in front of him. Splitting and erosion went hand in hand, and with the pace of the wind and dust, the originally majestic flame cylinder was unexpectedly under the continuous advance of the wind and dust at this moment, and under the cutting of the angry dust knife, the rift that was divided into two went all the way up, and it was about to be cut straight to the head of the molten dragon.

"This kid, do you want to kill me like this?" Seeing that Fengchen was directly facing the flames and going upstream, looking like he was going to kill himself, the molten dragon couldn't help but be shocked. If Wind and Dust were just talking, the Molten Dragon wouldn't be okay. But now, when he saw that the speed of the wind and dust going up the river was almost not much different from the normal speed, the molten dragon was really panicked. He didn't dare to bet on what effect this could have on him with a knife that could cut off his flames. So, in this case, the molten dragon chose a very relaisful option.

The two hind paws kicked upward, holding the flame in its mouth, and the molten dragon leaped into the air.

"If it's just that pitch-black flame, I can still use the flame to stalemate with it, and if that knife cuts directly at me, then the result is not easy to say. But as long as I'm in the air, there's no way this kid can hit me with a knife!" suspended in mid-air, the molten dragon thought.

And seeing that the molten dragon was so undisciplined and suspended in the air, the wind and dust that rushed to half of it couldn't help but scold: "Beast, do you want to be so shameless, you have the ability to roll me down!" At the same time, the angry dust knife slashed upward, cutting off the flames sprayed by the molten dragon again, and immediately eroded into demonic fire.

In the face of the scolding of the wind and dust, the molten dragon chose to ignore it automatically. Not to mention that the molten dragon can't speak at all now, and even if he can answer, the molten dragon has no interest in entangling with Fengchen on this issue.

"As long as I can survive, I don't care if I don't care about shamelessness, if I die, there will really be nothing! Hmph, there is still half a minute, I don't believe that you kid can fly into the air and kill me in this half minute! However, what is the matter with that knife, it is still very vague when it is far away, why can you feel that sense of threat so truly now?" The molten dragon looked at the wind and dust under his feet, and while keeping the flame spray in his mouth, he stared at the angry dust knife in Feng Chen's hand.

Just looking at it like this, a creepy feeling swept through his body, making the molten dragon very frightened and puzzled.

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