Just when Zhang Dong and Yu Wenlie started their ultimate move to chase and kill the quick hunting dragon, on the other side, the 'fireball game' of Xidong and Wang Meng was also coming to an end.

His ears flicked a few times, and Wang Meng dodged to open the magic burn again. Burn. After that, he swung the spear in his hand and shook the pink dragon out of it.

The next moment, Wang, who had completed these movements, jumped onto the central rock.

The two of them had been playing the same game for a while, and they no longer pursued Wang Meng, who was able to hit Xidong with fog, and their attack speed became slower, so Xidong's fireball never hit him again.

The pink mist mass above his head had disappeared at this time, and all the mist had turned into dragons and was thrown around by Wang Meng, and a circle of pink mist no more than one meter high appeared on the field, and the distance from the rock was about fifty meters.

"Poof!" Standing on the rock, Wang Meng stuck his spear straight into the rock, his eyes looked around, and he was the only one in the pink circle.

Under such circumstances, a smile appeared on Wang Meng's face.

Wang Meng opened his mouth and said: "Xidong, come out, you can't escape." There was a hint of excitement in his voice, as if he had driven Xidong into a dead end.

On the other side, Xidong stood in the shadows under a large tree, and after Wang Meng jumped onto the rock, he stopped attacking.

Hearing Wang Meng's words, Xidong didn't make a sound, he was hidden in the shadows, secretly vigilant against Wang Meng and the fog around him, but in his heart he was thinking of a way to deal with it.

Xidong didn't believe that Wang Meng's move of dispersing the fog around was a useless exercise.

"Is it this pink mist that gives you confidence? But what is the use of these pink mists? That kind of slow attack can't hit at all, right? So, what makes you so confident? There must be something I didn't think of? A series of questions appeared in Xidong's heart, and at this time he was calculating the intentions of Wang Meng's actions.

"Temptation? No, forget it, I'll give you the first attack this time, I want to see how you can attack if you can't find me. Xidong, who couldn't guess Wang Meng's intentions, stood under the big tree and quieted down.

Wang Meng, who had completed the layout, was still looking for Xidong's figure after speaking, but after his words fell, he didn't get Xidong's answer.

Spreading the pink mist all around is Wang Meng's layout, and Wang Meng did this qiē just to target the displacement ability of the west and east.

The pink mist is called 'fantasy incense', which can be said to be a mist poison but very special, and these 'fantasy incense' released by Wang Meng are even more special.

The 'Fantasy Incense' that has been completed under normal training has the same mind as the cultivator, and can be controlled by the cultivator to carry out various attacks.

However, Wang Meng's 'fantasy incense' is only a half-finished product, although it has been sacrificed by him, but it has not been completely branded after all, it is not a complete sacrifice, and it cannot be completely connected when it is used, and it still needs the guidance of a spear to be launched.

It's not that Wang Meng doesn't want to complete the sacrifice, it's just that the sacrifice requires the same amount or even more blood to complete, and how much blood does a person have? It takes a lot of time to complete the sacrifice.

But at this time, for Wang Meng, this kind of Cheng dù's sacrifice was completely sufficient.

Wang Meng, who had not seen Xidong's answer for a long time, frowned secretly.

"Since you don't want to come out, I'll force you to come out." Ruthless in his heart, Wang Meng's eyes flashed, and the next moment he took out a dagger from the space.

It seems that on him, not only the bottle containing the 'Fantasy Incense' is a treasure that can break free from the spatial seal, but even the spatial storage item he uses is also a treasure.

"呲~" cut his wrist, and blood flowed.

Standing on the rock, after the dagger appeared in Wang Meng's hand, he cut the wrist of his other hand, and blood quickly appeared from the wound and fell down his arm on the rock.

If it is not necessary, Wang Meng does not want to use this kind of crippling method to activate the ability, but if he wants to solve Xidong quickly, this is the only way for him.

"Look how you die!" The ninja was in pain, and obsession rose in Wang Meng's heart.

It is not impossible for the half-finished 'Fantasy Incense' to be fully mobilized, as long as there is enough blood and the method of refining, it can mobilize the mist to attack within a certain period of time.

As if the blood was enough, Wang Meng took out a bottle from the space again, opened the mouth of the bottle, poured the brown powder on the blood on the ground, and then bandaged his wound as if no one was around.

Wang Meng, who was bandaging the wound, was a little pale, and it could be seen from the amount of blood that had just flowed out that he should have cut his own artery.

Under the big tree on the other side, Xidong frowned and sensed Wang Meng's actions the whole time, and when Wang Meng began to bandage his wounds, he still couldn't guess Wang Meng's intentions in doing this.

Although he didn't guess Wang Meng's intentions, Xidong still didn't attack while Wang Meng was bandaging his wounds, but quietly waited for the next changes.

Under such circumstances, Wang Meng had a new move.

"Whew!" Holding the end of the gauze in his mouth, Wang jerked his wound, and then he moved his wrist lightly a few times before he focused on the blood on the ground.

When the brown powder was poured on, the blood clotted together and swelled into a jelly-like piece.

This jelly-like thing is not just Wang Meng's blood clot, but more importantly, it is also a necessary item to complete the temporary sacrifice of 'Fantasy Incense'.

After bandaging the wound, Wang Meng smiled slightly and squatted down, and at the same time, an igniter appeared in his injury.

An igniter, a very common daily necessities, is a long strip of things used to ignite a fire.

"Smack!" The switch was turned on, and flames came out of the igniter**, the red flames roasting the jelly-like coagulated blood.

The jelly was quickly ignited, and a pink smoke rose up steamingly.

Unlike the pink smoke scattered around, these new pink smoke are lighter in color.

As the flames burned on the jelly, Wang Meng straightened up.

"Go!" With a low snort, a bottle appeared in Wang Meng's hand again, and a pill was poured out of it and swallowed by him.

With his voice, the pink smoke on the rocks dispersed and drifted past Wang Meng's body along the ground to the surrounding pink smoke.

Seeing this change, Xidong's face under the big tree changed slightly.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Xidong knew that it would not be a good thing, and the ominous premonition made Xidong's nerves tense.

"Here we go!" Xidong thought to himself.

Sure enough, just as the new pink smoke came into contact with the pink smoke scattered around, the pink smoke took a new shape.

Changes! Transpiration!

The pink smoke that surrounded the rocks suddenly rose and rolled and spread out like an open carpet.

Then, during the temporary control of the sacrifice, Wang Meng issued an order to disperse the pink mist.

If you can see it from God's perspective above, the crimson mist is just spreading rapidly along the ground.

In just ten seconds, the entire field sealed by space was covered in a thin layer of pink mist.

When the fog rolled outward, Xidong was shocked in his heart, he was standing under the big tree at this time, and the ground was under his feet.

"Flash!" As soon as the thought moved, Xidong took action.

In order not to let the fog get contaminated with himself, Xidong appeared directly on the big tree.

"Just what the hell you're up to?" Standing on the trunk of the tree, Xidong thought carefully as he carefully sensed the change in the fog.

On the other side, Zhang Dong and the others, who were chasing the last speed hunting dragon, had already forced it to the edge of the energy shield.

After opening the ultimate, the cooperation of the two made their strength unprecedentedly strong, and if it weren't for the speed of the speed hunting dragon, they would have ended the battle long ago.

Just as the two of them looked excited and wanted to attack the speed hunting dragon in front of them, a pink mist appeared from behind the two.

"What is this?" It wasn't until the mist spread from under their feet that the two of them discovered the existence of the red mist, and questions rose in their hearts at the same time,

They glanced at each other, and although they didn't know what it was, their faces weren't very good.

At this moment, Zhang Dong's face suddenly changed again, and the next moment he stood in place with blank eyes.

In terms of physique, he is inferior to Yu Wenlie.

"How are you" Yu Wenlie, who was looking at him, noticed Zhang Dong's abnormality, but before he finished speaking, Yu Wenlie's eyes became dazed.

In a matter of seconds, three creatures, including the Speedhound, stood there like statues.

The poison of 'fantasy incense'. Sex. Tough! R1152