Frost Red Flame Island, Flame Cliff.

At this time, the red dragon had already fought Shura for several rounds.

Three boulders overlapped each other and slammed into Shura.

Shura's consciousness was suddenly a little blurred, he thought that he was extremely tolerant, but he had never challenged a monster several times stronger than him in such a situation.

His back was hot, his whole body ached like he was prostration, and he couldn't exert any strength, and seeing the three boulders getting closer and closer, he would definitely fail if he continued like this. Is it possible to explain that after such a hard life until now? His eyes were slightly tired and narrowed slightly. Suddenly, the giant sword in his hand trembled slightly, and an extremely faint trace of consciousness reached Shura's mind.

"Brother. This gentle call turned the desert into an oasis like a drop of water in an instant.

"Linglong...... There's still Linglong waiting for me to save it!" Shura's eyes opened suddenly, and a ray of essence flashed through him, as if he remembered something. "You're such a bastard, and you're not alone in this life. Shura said to himself secretly.

He mustered all his strength, held the hilt of the sword hard, and with a shake of one hand, the spatial blade was instantly swung out, and a sharp sword qi cut off the three falling boulders in unison, and the power of the giant sword shook the fragments of the stones to both sides.

The rubble fell to the ground one after another, raising a large amount of dry mud mist. "Don't be kidding! What is it to get to where you are now? What is there to keep your physical and spiritual powers, to live for war, to die for war. My name is Shura!" A sharp look burst out of the mist.

The red dragon was a little surprised, it obviously felt that the power of the person in front of it had risen greatly, and it had just looked like a dying person, but now it suddenly seemed to be activated by something and changed into a person, and rushed straight towards it with a giant sword.

"Cautious and conservative, that's Qingtong's style. Rushing forward with a sword is my style. Shura muttered to himself, his momentum like a rainbow. The spatial transformation ability of this spatial blade has not yet been restored, and Linglong has not yet woken up, which is not enough to urge the Horcrux to use the power of teleportation.

The red dragon repeated its old trick, spread its wings again, and instigated a fierce scorching air current, attacking Shura. At this time, Shura raised the giant sword to his chest, and the blade of the sword turned outward, not retreating, but advancing. Let the hot wind and sand carry the gravel blow to his body. The wind was blowing at his feet, and he rushed towards the red dragon.

"What is this pain? Shura frowned, and without a trace of hesitation, he went up against the wind. This series of strange actions caught the red dragon by surprise, but the red dragon also showed decisiveness in killing, and his eyes seemed to become more determined. It grumbled slightly, then stretched its neck, and a fierce fire that was much more powerful than the previous fireball erupted from its mouth.

The menacing flames grew with the wind again, and became more and more powerful. But the blazing flames blocked the red dragon's sight.

For almost the same attack method as before, Shura had already made full preparations, and took advantage of the momentum of running to spin for a few weeks, and his footsteps changed sensitively, and suddenly one foot stood firmly as if he had taken root, and the other foot stepped out, combining all the power into a powerful sword qi, and cutting into the monstrous flames that rushed in front of him!

Shura was enveloped in the blazing flames that continued to spread, and the sword energy that resisted the flames was finally consumed in the continuous erosion of the flames.

The red dragon's heart was overjoyed, and his eyes relaxed, showing a little arrogance. As if it had seen Shura's charred corpse, it had great confidence in the flames it had erupted, and it would be enveloped and roasted by such mighty flames that it would be wiped out in a few moments.

Suddenly, a pair of angry eyes poked out like a sharp sword in the raging flames, and confronted the eyes of the red dragon, the spirit of the red dragon seemed to be completely seen through, it instantly froze, its whole body stiffened, and it trembled involuntarily. An indescribable fear took root in the red dragon's heart.

The spatial blade landed straight on the red dragon's head, and the blade was about to slash into the skull, only to hear a crackling, and a severed horn swirled out of the smoke of the fire and stuck into the ground.

Shura dragged the giant sword with one hand and made a deep mark on the vast mountain, and the whole person walked crookedly as if he was drunk, looking very tired. Smoke was emitting from his whole body, and the surface of his body was covered in a layer of golden light. Staggering out of the smoke and flames, his body leaned and finally fell heavily to the ground at the same time as the spatial blade. His eyes were tightly closed, and the golden light of the Heavenly Eye in front of his forehead was slowly dissipating, and the Heavenly Eye was slowly closing. He had used the Soul Burning Forbidden Technique again! Luckily, this time he had achieved what he wanted.

The cold to the bones, the severe pain of broken wings, falling into the pitch-black abyss, drowning in the sea of ice and unable to extricate themselves...... These scenes repeated in the red dragon's mind, its eyes bloodshot for a short time. As if mad, the red dragon kept flapping its wings and roaring hysterically, and soon it languished again, and its crying came to an abrupt end. It has been tricked by the illusion of the Heavenly Eye of Shura, and is repeating its sinking in the nightmare of death and rest.

With the help of illusion, Shura cut off the horns of the red dragon. It's just that the spirit was hit hard again, and the spatial blade seemed to sense something, constantly trembling faintly, and a wave of exquisite soul power came out, but it quickly dissipated.

The hot Flame Cliff was still unbearably hot, the boiling water of the lake was bubbling hot, and the red dragon with a broken horn was stiff like a sculpture, standing on the high slope of the rock, its spirit was gradually dissipating, and the dragon body was rising with billowing smoke. Shura, who had countless scars, clutched the broken horn of the red dragon and fell into the shadow of the red dragon's body, he watched as the blood on his wounds quickly evaporated, forming dry scars, but he could no longer lift a finger and could not stand and walk.

Shura's consciousness blurred again, and the hot rock seemed to become soft, like a small bed he had slept in when he was young......

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Frosty Red Flame Island, Great Fog.

In front of the illusion mirror, Jin Wu sat leisurely, holding his chin with both hands, watching the battle between Shura and the red dragon in the Flame Cliff.

"Open the way in the sea of fire with sword qi, and use the spirit burning forbidden technique to the smallest extent? With such a quick transformation, I'm afraid I have to burn a lot of spirits. Jin Wu frowned: "Although Shura cut off the horn of the red dragon, he doesn't have the strength to take the horn back here, isn't it a mission failure?"

And the flame soul was dumbfounded and looked very surprised, although the spiritual power of this Shura and Qingtong has been enhanced compared to before, but in the eyes of the flame soul frost soul, with the strength of the two of them, there is no possibility of passing the test at all, because they know the strength of the monsters in their own realm well.

"Big brother...... Why can the weak defeat the strong?" asked the Flame Soul incomprehensibly, and the Frost Soul's eyes were full of doubts. In their concept, the red dragon's spiritual power is obviously stronger than Shura's, so the original premise of this test is: in order to obtain one of the horns of the red dragon, adventurers should try their best to sneak up on the red dragon, and then escape with all their strength after taking the horns. And Shura, the Eagle Rabbit, actually faced the battle and killed the red dragon!

Jin Crow smiled bitterly, it's really no wonder they don't understand, the Flame Soul Frost Soul has never gone out in this Floating Tu Tower since birth, in their cognition, it is a natural law for the strong to slaughter the weak, and they have never seen a counterexample of defeating the strong with the weak.

Jin Crow seemed to think of something, and then shook his head with a smile: "You guys are really hard to understand...... In this world, there is a feeling called [fetters], and the more you are in the ups and downs, the stronger you feel. This emotion can stimulate potential, so that the spirit can explode in an instant, can turn the spirit of death into eternity, and can also turn danger into peace, and decay into magic......" Jin Crow's tirade is still unfinished. Flame Soul and Frost Soul glanced at each other, and when they saw that the other party didn't understand, they both smirked.

"Is this kid a little capable?" the flame soul was still puzzled. Then he put away the suspended round mirror, turning into a flash of fire and flying towards the Flame Cliff.

Jin Wu froze, and in the other space round mirror, there was a snowy patch, but he never found Qingtong's shadow, and Xiao Hei, who was watching from the side, paced back and forth restlessly, looking a little anxious.

Frost Soul scratched his head and searched the entire area again, because the blizzard was very strong, and the picture in the mirror was not clear enough, but still not even the shadow of Qingtong was found.

Jin Crow frowned and looked at the Frost Soul.

Frost Soul said: "In this frozen stream, if I can't find any images in this spatial illusion, there are only two situations. ”

Listening to the tone of the frost soul, the atmosphere seemed to become solemn all of a sudden.

"The first scenario is that he enters the hibernation valley of the White Bear King, the overlord of the Frozen Stream. The second case...... It's that he's dead. Frost Soul said slowly, slightly indifferent.

"Oh, that should be the first case. Jin Wu's expression stretched and said firmly. At the same time, Xiao Hei also lay down next to the stone tablet again, quietly looking at the image in the mirror.

Jin Wu is Qingtong's Horcrux spirit, he and Qingtong have a sense in the dark, as well as a fire ear with the same root and vein under his training, if any of these two people have a big situation, he can't have no sense.

"But the first ......" Frost Soul's expression was complicated, and he hesitated for a moment and said, "If you go to pluck the tail of the White Bear King, it is estimated that you will not be far from death......"

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Frozen stream, in the corridor of the Hibernation Valley.

Qingtong tried his best to calm his breathing, he clearly felt the power contained in the sleeping white bear, not to mention that when he woke up, even if he turned over, he could crush him to pieces.

"This is a test...... Why is it so difficult? I don't play like this!" he felt a little aggrieved, and his heart was infinitely emotional. With the strength of this white bear king, it can no longer be measured simply by the strength of the burly body.

"Jin Crow won't watch me come to die, right?" Qingtong muttered in his heart.

"Of course not!" a voice came from the heart.

"So, what is the solution to this problem?" Qingtong was still distressed.

"There will definitely be. The voice was unhurried.

Huo'er was still in the recovery period and did not wake up, Qingtong tried to split himself into two people, smiling bitterly and muttering to himself.

The white bear wearing the crown breathed another surging breath, pulling Qingtong back to reality from his cranky thoughts. Another thrilling experience of swaying vines, he had spread out many small claws of the vines, and the friction between them and the stone walls of the valley had increased a lot, and the pull of the wind of this breath was quite habitual.

"Wait, I'm going to calm down, eliminate objective factors...... 'Your white bear sleeps except for eating', the fire soul seems to have said so. Well, it would be nice if you could stay awake all the time. Is there a way to pull it into a deeper sleep? I can't wake up from the pain of broken bones? Then it's not sleep, it's a coma!" Qingtong pondered carefully, as if he had an idea coming up.

"Is there anything I can do to make it unconscious?" he poked his head out to look at the white bear, its fur was very thick and solid, and it was huge. Overhead, there was an ice crown in the way. So he immediately dismissed the ridiculous idea of knocking the white bear unconscious, and then shook his head helplessly.

"Is there any other way I can get him unconscious?"

"Is there any other way I can get him unconscious?"

"Is there any other way I can get him unconscious?"

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration occurred in Qingtong's mind. He attached his hands to the stone wall, and the roots of the tree vines climbed out: "Perhaps...... You can try it!"