The sun had set, and the sky and the earth were still red.

The terrifying heat permeated the four fields, and the lava swallowed all life, making the world silent. As far as the eye can see, there is no inch of greenery.

The nearly 1,000 people who originally gathered here have long since disappeared. or run away, or be eliminated, how can they use a miserable word to describe their situation.

The Zhenyuan Black Jiao crawled on top of the entrance of the cave, licking the dense wounds around his body with his tongue, and there were several deep visible bones. The blood no longer flowed, and the black Jiao bathed in the crimson lava, sucking the fire properties in the lava to heal the wounds around it. Because the spirit beasts are close to the nature of heaven and earth, the elemental power that belongs to the same heaven and earth will not harm them, and the fire attribute of the black Jiao itself is also a great help to it.

But it was dying.

I have to say that Zhuang Junnan is very strong, and his team; the team of 100 people formed temporarily is hard to regret that the True Yuan Black Jiao almost has the upper hand. But their purpose was only to escape, so they didn't fight. It's just that the black Jiao itself is too difficult to entangle, which caused him to be so seriously injured. And Zhuang Junnan's team also suffered a lot of losses, which can be described as a lose-lose situation.

The lava poured down, destroying most of the Blackstone Nest. You can't stay here any longer, and Rao is Lingchen has to retreat. Although he saw that the True Yuan Black Jiao Qi was exhausted, he couldn't fight its idea at this time. Zhuang Junnan is still there, and there are still many people in Siye who have fled for their lives, so it is not appropriate to make a move at this time.

After about a stick of incense, Ling Chen quietly sneaked back again. All that was left was this dilapidated sight. The people who should have left have already left, and Wang Qingyun and Shen Ayaka have already fled from this place and hid in a safe place.

Then the only thing left is this dying black Jiao.

In order to prevent Ling Chen from being sent out of the world by the warrant due to the factors of the battle and the surrounding environment, he found a place to bury the warrant. Zhenyuan Heijiao is bound to win, how can there be a higher return if he doesn't take some risks.

Since Cangdi didn't know some of the systems and rules of the Terran race, he couldn't be sure that the strength of this black Jiao was geometric on the Terran side.

The strength level of the demon beast is comparable to that of Yin Xiu, and after discussing it with Cangdi, Cangdi finally gave an estimate of the middle and late stages of the transformation. Therefore, Ling Chen estimated that this spirit beast should have a strength close to the middle and late stages of Jiuhe.

Very terrifying strength, if Ling Chen's own strength alone tried to challenge this black Jiao, it was tantamount to a fool's dream. But at this time, this black Jiao was already seriously injured, and its strength was greatly reduced, and it took advantage of its illness to kill it.

As a spirit animal, the black Jiao is the most likely to perceive the negative emotions in this world. Ling Chen's killing intent could not be hidden, and the deep malice made Hei Jiao's half-closed eyelids slowly open. In his pupils was a thin black-haired boy with a grim face and a solemn expression. He is like an ant, trying in vain to challenge a dragon that is seriously injured.

Ling Chen is not an ant, and it is not a dragon.

Ling Chen moved, holding an ice-edged long sword in his hand and rushing towards the black Jiao.

The black Jiao moved, and it shook its body twice, skimming off the lava that covered it. The wound coagulated with a faint blood scab, if it was given some more time, Hei Jiao would really recover, and Ling Chen would not have the slightest chance at that time.

The starting move is the most powerful killing move, Ling Chen must fight quickly, and he can't give Hei Jiao the slightest respite. The spirit beast's resilience is amazing, this place is full of fire attributes, and it is a natural healing ground for black Jiao. If he can't be killed, Ling Chen will only be in a lot of trouble.

The sword momentum stretched, and each sword move cut towards the wound where the black Jiao had already scabbed. The black Jiao's body is not huge, but it has long been exhausted after a long battle, and its flexibility is lacking. Ling Chen's agile body made him appear calm and unhurried between the black Jiao's attacks. Although Heijiao was very angry, it could only be gradually eaten away by Ling Chen.

It seems that everything is going well, Ling Chen is holding down Hei Jiao to gain the upper hand, as long as it goes on like this, Hei Jiao will be completely dragged down.

"Be careful. Cangdi's voice sounded in Ling Chen's heart.

Ling Chen was startled, and his figure exploded.

Although Hei Jiao seemed to have no power to fight back on the surface, he had always been alert to Hei Jiao. Because Cangdi said that this magma field is the home of the Black Jiao, just like the power of the controllable domain. It will rely on this power to briefly elevate itself to a peak, and even beyond. This is its hole card, so let Ling Chen be careful.

The black dragon stood above the lava, and all the magma around it converged towards it. It is devouring the magma and channelling its power to its own use.

The pitch-black scales shimmered with a ruddy luster, and the golden and red lines climbed up to the black Jiao's body. This terrifying and domineering force broke through the flesh and blood of the black Jiao, and the cracks cracked from under the armor, revealing the flesh that was as red as fire inside, and at the same time, a stream of flowing lava could be seen.

"Roar!" the black Jiao let out a painful roar, a roar full of resentment and anger.

Today, its majesty has been challenged again and again, and there are still people who want to put it to death even when it is seriously injured and dying. In order to survive, it must use its hole cards to break the ant in front of it into pieces.

With the power of devouring lava, Black Jiao's strength reached an unprecedented peak. Its body is covered in magma, and even its toes and claws are flowing with crimson lava. is not only imposing, but the black and red black Jiao adds a bit of deterrence.

"Then you're welcome. Ling Chen stopped his body and turned the spiritual power around his body against Zhou Tian. At the same time, it also ran the icy spiritual power to infuse the dantian, impacting the ban array.

Nine-colored brilliance rose from Ling Chen's body, and the power of light illuminated the heavens, staining this place like a blue sky and white sun.

A huge spiritual storm blew on the spot, and the storm gradually condensed into pieces of ice crystal snowflakes, covered with white frost. The cold air clings to the lava field, and the temperature around it plummets. The crimson lava also cooled down because of the cold air, and became dark and dull.

The phantom was condensing, and an ice blue demon dragon the size of several zhang slowly solidified from the center of the storm. Those cold eyes without any emotion, looking at the world, everything can be frozen.

The dragon with a solid body and shimmering with ice crystals as dazzling as a magnificent gem, with wings on its back, tall and strong. An incomparable coercion descended, enough to make all the Dao surrender and the heavens and the earth to be discolored.

The black Jiao whimpered, and this momentum made it difficult to generate a fighting spirit. The icy storm did not stop, and the phantom of the dragon did not move.

Gradually, Heijiao seemed to realize that this ice dragon was just a façade. But the real coercion made it feel uneasy and did not dare to move.

This is what Ling Chen wanted, and when Hei Jiao didn't dare to move, Cui Dong Ice Dragon pressed down violently. The temperature around it plummeted, but the cold couldn't compete with the entire volcano after all, and the effect it brought was only deterrence.

The ice dragon opened its bloody mouth and bit the black Jiao's toe claw, then tore violently.

"Whew!"

The toe-claw, a mixture of blood and lava, was bitten off by the ice dragon. The hot blood dripped on the ice dragon's body, and suddenly the white mist steamed, and the already vain spiritual power was even more diluted.

Heijiao was in pain for a while, and the anger in his pupils was even greater.

The black Jiao also opened its bloody mouth, and the light in its mouth surged, like the lava of a living creature gathering more and more. Suddenly, a pillar of crimson light erupted from the black Jiao.

The pillar of lava light, which carried the destruction and destruction, melted into a huge crater the moment it touched the ground, scorching the ground with high temperatures.

Ling Chen wanted to dodge, but the beam speed was too fast, and the ethereal spirit he summoned was huge. Although Ling Chen was fine, half of the wings of the Ice Dragon Phantom were cut off, and after receiving a blow, the Ice Dragon Phantom became more and more faint.

The consumption of the Void Spirit is very large, and Rao is current spiritual power cannot last a few breaths, so he must use the Void Spirit to obtain more consumption in order to offset the strong onslaught of the Black Jiao.

Ling Chen's state couldn't last long, and so did Heijiao. And the black Jiao was suffering from a tearing body at all times, along with its only remaining toe claw.

After the black Jiao released a blow, his body became more and more dull, and blood gushed out from the torn toe claws, but the black Jiao didn't care. Its whole body was hot, but its pupils grew colder, cold to the soul.

It moved, and with the most primitive instincts of the beast, it rushed up to fight the ice dragon hand-to-hand.

Lava meets ice and bursts of water vapor erupt. The ice dragon phantom is rapidly dissolving, and the black Jiao's body is slowly fading. The golden luster was rapidly dissipating, and blood was gurgling from the ruptured wound. But it was still frantically roaring to grapple and devour the ice dragon.

Ling Chen was under unprecedented pressure, and he had to grit his teeth to maintain the Ice Dragon Phantom, using the powerful cold qi to gradually weaken the Black Jiao's combat power. As long as he can hold on and fall after the black Jiao, this battle is won by him.

Hei Jiao made the last dying counterattack, and Ling Chen could only barely maintain the Ice Dragon Phantom. The power of the lava in the black Jiao's body is quite domineering, and it melts the void spirit in just a moment of contact. Although he had the power of the cold to resist, Ling Chen didn't know when he would be a head. If Ling Chen's spiritual power is exhausted due to maintaining the void, then the final winner will definitely be Black Jiao.

This was the first time he had used an ethereal spirit since he came out of the Eternal Demon Forbidden. Although it has been deduced thousands of times in my heart, it is full of situations when it is really used.

The last time they used the Ice Dragon Phantom was in the Eternal Demon Forbidden, where they faced the crocodiles of the Corpse Mountain. But at that time, it was actually more assisted by Cangdi, rather than Ling Chen alone. But now, Ling Chen's strength alone is not enough to exert the full strength of the Void Spirit.

The whole body of the black Jiao had already burst open, and many wounds could already see the white bones of Sensen. Its breath languished, and it was only a thought that kept it from falling.

Ling Chen, who was also struggling to support him, also discovered the situation of the black Jiao, and immediately withdrew the void spirit, and at the same time fled with his body.

The ice dragon phantom dissipated, and a flash of pleasure seemed to flash in Hei Jiao's eyes. There was no longer the strength to support it, so it fell down with a bang.

The body of the black Jiao fell on the magma that had already solidified, but it still made a sizzling burning sound. It is dying, and the spirit beast is no longer friendly with nature, and it is no longer bathed in magma.

Ling Chen slowly walked in front of Hei Jiao, his figure was only the size of Hei Jiao's head. Hei Jiao's eyes were dull, and Ling Chen's appearance was reflected in his gray pupils, as if he was looking in a mirror, deep into people's hearts. Maybe one day, it will be hunted like this by others. It's just that Ling Chen needs his life.

The world is cold and ruthless, it is a beast, even if there is a spirit. Ling Chen can have mercy on beggars and keep alive for robbers, but he won't spare his hands on brutes. His compassion for the world should not be applied to such things.

Cangdi also sensed Ling Chen's emotions, which was a matter of common sense. As a strange beast, it looked at this kind of thing even more transparently and ruthlessly than Ling Chen. Because waste does not deserve to live in this world, and if you want to live, you must be better than anyone else.

Ling Chen condensed an ice long sword with one hand and stabbed it at Hei Jiao's heart. The black Jiao only twitched slightly, and then it was completely lifeless. Blood flowed down the ground to Ling Chen's feet, but he didn't feel it at the time.

Many years later, when he mentioned this matter again, Ling Chen couldn't believe why he had become so cold-blooded at that time.

That's not who he really is. But the scene at that time was an evil thought gushing out of his heart. The cold heart is like a wild beast. He could only attribute it all to Cangdi's thoughts that influenced him and made him cold-blooded and ruthless.

A beast will always be a beast, but man will not always be a man.