Both sides drooled and vicious.

"Three-headed Hellhound? There is no heavenly reason, this ice worm can play seven melodic rhythms in the world, and it doesn't matter if he can dance the earth street dance. Now they can even summon the three-headed dogs of hell that only Satan and Hades can send to guard the entrance to hell. "From the side, I only saw a part of the body of the other monster, and Zhao Long, who had experienced the previous blow, was messy in the wind again.

When Shura hugged Zhao Long to his shoulder, he saw it clearly.

When Zhao Longzhang was looking, the beautiful insect brother and the stinky plum blossom played by the dogs and horses suddenly changed.

"I'm going to destroy you on behalf of the deer." , Zhao Long, who was hit to the point that he couldn't do it, shouted slogans, and when Brother Worm moved, he also moved.

He melted into Shura's body.

As soon as Brother Worm heard the sound of the country, the three-headed dog of hell opened three large mouths of blood, and the air in the nest fluctuated, and the black elements began to pour into the three open mouths to converge.

Shura's palms and fingers were crossed, and there was a sizzling sound on his fingertips, and a dazzling white light flashed.

As the fluctuating air turned distorted, thud, thump, thump, dozens of small black tornadoes the size of trucks erupted from the mouths of the three-headed dogs of hell.

In the roar of the tiger, the small black tornado in the air turned into a fierce tiger with wings, black and black body, and long piercing eyes and purple eyes.

When the tigers took shape, the white light in Shura's hands condensed from the flickering candle flame into a fierce white flame as big as a car, ten meters long.

The sizzling sound also turned into a crackling sound.

As soon as the white fire in his hand changed, Shura immediately made a big jump. Pounced on the tigers that came out of the air to hunt for food.

In the roar of the tiger, the sword roared and flashed.

In the bite of the tiger's mouth and claws, the white light is intertwined.

Shura, who danced with a finger sword and white light, flew lightly in the middle of the tiger group.

When the black and white fought, Zhao Long in Shura's body made a seal.

Brother Worm's buttocks were stained by ten faint green lines that were silent, and they were trying to play without feeling.

After a moment of fighting between black and white, the three-headed dog of hell roared.

The group of black tigers with their wings flapped their wings one by one, and after forcing back Shura, they all flew upside down.

As they flew upside down, their purple eyes glared. Changes begin to appear in the body.

In Zhao Long's vigilance. The black tiger pack turned into a purple deadly full moon scimitar.

There was the sound of swords clashing in the air.

In the confrontation between the scimitar and the finger sword, the knife cuts and the sword breaks.

Just now, it was still a majestic sword, but it was defeated.

Boom~~, the nest shook again.

Shura, covered in scars and spurting blood, fell from the air to the ground. caused a small earthquake.

Zhao Long in its body also spat out a mouthful of blood.

Falling to the ground, Shura flicked a few times, and a carp hit it. Continue to pounce on the full moon scimitar that had just broken his finger sword.

At the same time, the dim white light on its hands turned pale in Zhao Long's rapid urging.

When it rises into the air a second later. Shura, who had no nails, already had a ten-meter-long white stick in his hand.

The stick is afraid of the elderly, and the fist is afraid of the young.

Shura used the stick method of the incomplete Yang family general.

Zhao Long relied on the descriptions and records in the library books on the earth, and forced him to be helpless. used the world's touted, Yang Wulang's most powerful martial arts.

The group of knives that complemented each other in the air was beaten by the injured Shura with a white stick without hesitation.

In the circle of the stick, in the sound of dangdang, the group of knives has become the soul of the stick.

In the sound of popping to the ground, they fell to the ground one by one like broken eggs, destroying and dying.

Whew~~, the three-headed dog of hell raised his head and let out a long howl.

The yellow, dim nest has changed the sky.

The purple light that was dissipating on the ground emitted a light so dazzling that Zhao Long had to close his eyes.

The yellow sand in the nest is completely covered.

When Zhao Long opened his eyes, he found that he and Shura were already in a circular purple circle.

Inside the purple light circle, he saw the purple and blue lines flashing with firelight, and the number was too large to count.

"Burnt?" After Zhao Long smelled the special smell of burnt meat, he felt a paralyzing sensation in his body.

As soon as he looked at Shura's outer body, he knew what was going on.

"It's not good, the tree realm is up to the sky", Zhao Long launched a spell before his body was completely paralyzed.

Ten green lines as big as a car shot up from under the sand, touching the surface of a huge ball of purple light in the air.

As soon as the green line was stained with the ball of light, it was roasted until it sizzled, emitting bursts of black smoke.

The sizzling sound is getting louder and louder, and the green line is getting thicker and thicker.

In the black smoke, the monster felt tired.

"Bookworm, how can we get tired so fast?" Feeling the strange plum blossoms, I asked the bookworm below.

"Lao Mei may be the reason why we have a series of big moves, but this time it's really a bit fast, weird!"

Unable to find a reason, they comforted themselves strangely.

There was no Shura visible in the purple ball of light, only countless trees that had been scorched as soon as they appeared and continued to sprout and grow.

Green, blue, and purple burst out fiercely in the entanglement, and the human insect decided to reach the white-hot stage.

Black light began to seep from the body of the three-headed dog, and the yellow sand beneath its feet had been completely eroded.

Brother Worm's death sounded, and it played the sound of blowing the pipe and begging for food.

Hiss, hummer, like a werewolf transformed.

The three-headed dog has a long tail in the shape of a thistle on its rump, its black body is surrounded by a layer of dark red flames, its claws become longer and bend, the dog's head becomes larger and more shapely, and its teeth become thicker and longer.

Woo~~, the three-headed dog of hell that has been transformed like a werewolf roars in the sky.

"This is the true nature of the three-headed dog of hell?" Zhao Long, who let the tree protector watch all this in the air, guessed.

The three-headed dog looked at the war in the ball of light in the air that was getting greener and greener, and its three heads lowered at the same time, its three mouths and six blue eyes with teeth closed, and its tail bent forward.

Its limbs jumped into the air with one force, and its body was horizontal, spinning at super high speed.

A black vortex like a tornado, but without a whirlwind, covered with red thistles, appeared.

When the vortex formed, the purple ball of light, which had been completely assimilated by the tree, turned into a towering tree with the same shape as a mushroom at the top, standing in the maggot's nest.

Bang, bang, bang, bang

The big tree tried its best to hold on under the back and forth impact of the whirlpool, which can be said to have broken the speed of sound.

Two voices echoed in the nest, roaring through all the passages of the maggot's third layer.

The green powder flies in the air like snowflakes that cover everything in winter.

In a matter of seconds, it flooded the insect brother with a length of more than 70 meters, and also turned the yellow sand into a green meadow.

The waist of the towering tree, which is dozens of meters wide, is getting thinner and thinner as if it has been bitten by a colony of termites.

In a matter of seconds, the towering tree changed from a bucket waist to a small brute waist.

Click, click, in the middle.

The tree, which was too thin to support its own weight, fell to the left with a gurgling sound.

Shura, who had been hiding in the tree, was forced out.

Zhao Long, who had already launched it at the first time but still didn't have time to seal it, felt that the sky was spinning.

Shura, who had just appeared in the air, became a volleyball that was played back and forth all the time.

Zhao Long didn't know that he was hit by the red vortex a few times, and when he was a little sober on the ground, he saw that two-thirds of his body was already white and boneless, there was no flesh, and the blood had dried up the dead Shura's corpse.

Zhao Long, who was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, vaguely saw that inside the red whirlpool in the air, there was a half-human, half-beast, covered with hair, with the fangs of a wild boar, claws and teeth as hard as steel, and a monster with eyes like two flames looking at him.

"This monster is the number one monster in ancient Persian legends."

Zhao Long, who knew what the monster that attacked him was, sprayed a mouthful of blood into his hands in the seal: "Fury Flame Demon Prison." ”

As in the appearance of the Three-Headed Hellhound, cracks appear in the sand.

However, the crack is circular with a diameter of 100 meters.

The hot red light from beneath the circle baked the sand on the roof of the cave until it crackled.

The corpse of Shura, who had lost his breath, fell down when the red light appeared.

Three seconds later, 史~~

Brother Worm, whose dizziness was getting worse and worse, heard a cry like a bird and a beast coming from the red light on the opposite side.

Whoa~~, a pair of tiger claws stained with hot magma that emerged from the bottom of the sand from the open sand slashed on both sides of the crack.

With a thud, a bright red to bewildering red light flashed from the crack.

The sound of a thunderbolt came after a flash of red light.

The red vortex, like Zhao Long just now, turned into a golf ball that was hit without reacting.

The difference is that it was hit by a sledgehammer.

With each swirl hit, the black weakens by one point.

In the continuous wailing, the black vortex was gone. (To be continued......)