The Burning Plains, the Burning Plains, where the ground is cracked everywhere, and red earth fires gush out from the ground from time to time, raging on the plains, a hellish scene.

This place was originally occupied by orcs, but now it has become the territory of the black dragon clan, and only the black dragon who is gifted with the power of the earth can survive in such an environment.

Between the Burning Plains and the Scorching Canyon is a blackstone mountain of solidified lava, filled with caverns filled with heat-pumping caverns. In the early morning of this day, a violent flame suddenly erupted from one of the caves, and the tongue of fire was licked and retracted, and four black people were spit out.

They are none other than the Arathi Basin envoys who have emerged from the scorching canyon.

"Definitely not going a second time." Dorian Solomon sighed as he gasped for air. At this time, his face and the bottom of the pot were fighting, his snot was stained with black ash, and his eyebrows and eyelashes were all burned.

Compared to him, a fire mage, the three ladies were in much better spirits, for unknown reasons.

"Drink a drink and run out as fast as you can." Isora opened a kettle, took a sip of her own and tossed it to Rhona, "I hope the Black Dragon Prince is really sleeping, it will save a lot of trouble." ”

When the three of them heard this, they hurriedly took the kettle and poured it in a big gulp.

Azeroth has five dragons, each guarding five powers, among which the Black Dragon King Nesario has the power of the earth and is the strongest dragon. And Nefarian, who lives here, is his heir.

As an adult dragon, Nefarion's combat power far surpassed that of ordinary fourth-order martial artists, and their four-person team was extremely difficult to fight.

A jug of water was quickly drunk, and Isara immediately stood up, looked in the direction, and began to run south, and the three members of the group hurriedly followed. Everyone was tired, but this was clearly not a place to rest.

"Across this plain, over the Red Ridge Mountains, and I'm in my hometown." Dorian Solomon shouted loudly to cheer himself up.

"Be quiet, you'll wake up the dragon!" Rhona looked back and scolded.

Dorian quickly shut up, listened to the roar of fire between heaven and earth, and sighed helplessly.

The ground was full of gushing flames, and the pillars of fire erupted from the surface of the ground dozens of meters high, and Ishara took the lead in exploring the way with the scepter, and walked through the flames with great agility. The four of them still maintained their usual formation, lined up and followed closely behind the regiment commander, running in her footsteps, and no one spoke.

The Burning Plains are not large, about the size of a scorching canyon, but because the envoys are cross-cutting to the south this time, they are expected to be able to pass through it in a day and a night.

There were no dangers along the way, and around dusk, the envoys came to the heart of the plain. The temperature here was much cooler than in the north, and there was no more ground fire on the ground, so the four of them breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to rest on the spot.

After running wild in such an environment for a whole day, everyone except for Isara, had reached the limit, and if it wasn't for the cultivation of Condensation Qi and the great improvement of their physique, they would not have been able to complete it at all.

There is a small lava lake in front of it, and the view is wide, the sky is no longer red, and you can occasionally see the stars in the night sky. Ishara ran to the lake and slammed the scepter to the ground, and the three members of the group immediately fell to the ground and gasped for air.

After 10 minutes, everyone was able to sit up straight and start eating wheat cakes with water.

"One more minute rest and we'll be on our way." Isara's life was met with a sigh as she ate.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, and the four of them looked back, and their eyes immediately straightened.

I saw a human man not far away, carrying a bucket, walking towards the lava lake step by step. Dressed in a crumpled shirt and trousers, the man had a swarthy face and a stocky figure, and looked no different from an ordinary farmer.

The four of them looked at each other and sighed in their hearts, how could there be human life in this burning plain like hell?

The man walked straight towards the four envoys, and Isara stood silently and watched warily.

"Borrowed." The man said politely, walked through the team of four, and walked to the lava lake, during which there was no movement, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief and continued to chew the wheat cake.

Who knew that before a bite of wheat cake was swallowed, an even more incredible scene appeared.

The man squatted on the edge of the lava lake, and after carrying a bucket full of hot lava, he stood up and drank it in his stomach with the bucket, and two red lava streams poured out from his cheeks.

"Don't eat, let's go!" Ishara picked up her scepter, swept away the wheat cakes from everyone's hands, and urged loudly, and the three of them came to their senses in shock, got up and ran after Isara.

Rhona looked back as she ran, and her big eyes instantly welled up with horror.

I saw that the man was drinking magma, and his body began to expand and deform, instantly exceeding 3 meters high, and a pair of hideous horns appeared on his head.

"It's a demon!" Dorian roared.

"Hahahaha!" The man-transformed demon suddenly began to laugh maniacally, and a pair of wings stretched out behind him flew into the air.

"He'll wake up the Black Dragon Prince!" Rhona shouted eagerly.

As if to verify Rhona's words, there was an angry roar from the black stone mountain in the north, and the sound was rolling, and the earth shook for it. "Cranflin, you lowly worm, you're making a noise with me again, this time I'm going to burn you to magma."

As soon as the roar fell, a small black dot rose up from the Black Rock Mountain, flying towards this side at a rapid speed.

"Oh my God!" Rhona's voice trembled.

"Don't look back, run!" Yuyou shoved Rhona and yelled. At this time, the four of them didn't care about saving their physical strength, so they increased their speed to the limit and fled for their lives to the south.

The black dot behind was incredibly fast, and with just one dive, it flew towards the lava lake, and a huge black dragon appeared. It is 30 meters long, with two rows of hideous dragon horns on its head, sharp dragon thorns on its back that extend to the end of its tail, and black and golden dragon scales reflecting a cold black light.

Woowoo......

The sound of dragon wings stirring the air grew closer, and Isara's sudden arc turned to face backwards, letting the three of them go.

Roar!

A deafening dragon roar came, and I saw the huge black dragon's wings stretch out, open its mouth, and the overwhelming dark fire rolled in, engulfing the demon in an instant. After the flames hit the ground, they tumbled into a wall of fire, chasing the rushing envoys like a tsunami.

Isora stepped back as she raised her scepter in her hand, a look of madness in her eyes.

"I hold the Scepter of the Arathi Basin, pass through this place, and ask the Black Dragon Prince to take back the Shadow Flame!" Ishara screamed, holding her scepter in front of the wall of fire. Her figure was reflected in the 30-meter-high fire wave, so small.

"Your Excellency!" There was an exclamation from behind him, and then six hands reached out, and at the same time held the scepter, which were the three members of the group who had turned back. Four people, eight hands, and a scepter at the same time, faced the monstrous fire that was rolling in!

"It's a pity." Dorian said an inexplicable word, and the waves of fire rushed in front of them, and the four of them gritted their teeth and closed their eyes at the same time.

Thundered!

As the heat rolled by, the shockwave immediately pushed the three of them to the ground, except for Isara, who was still standing with a scepter, her body leaning forward, her legs stepping on lunges, fighting the fierce shockwave. (To be continued.) )