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The flames on the three-headed dog were raging, and as soon as they got closer, a scorching heat wave hit their faces, roasting Song Qing's little face with hot pain.

The silver wolf's raised claws swung down, and the claws clawed at the flesh and made a 'whoosh' sound, leaving several scratches.

The blood that was as red as magma oozed out, and the three-headed dog roared as soon as it was scratched.

As soon as it was injured, it moved its stout forelimbs and tried to turn around and deal with it before it was a wolf and a wolf.

Because of its sheer size, it rubbed against the rock wall when it turned around, making a violent noise.

It lifted one of its front paws, and its long armor shone out, its roots sharp and reddish in the light of the fire.

The shadows of the forelimbs were reflected on the rock wall, almost covering Song Qingxiao's figure.

If this claw is touched a little, it will be seriously injured if it does not die, Song Qingxiao saw that as soon as its legs were raised, its body flexibly pierced under it.

She wanted to emulate the scene outside the blood-colored tunnel, holding the dagger from the dog's lower abdomen and disemboweling it.

But the three-headed dog was clearly not comparable to a two-headed dog, and she had just burrowed under the dog's head when one of the dog's heads hung down, opened its mouth, and a great stream of fire rushed out of its mouth.

The power of this flame is far more terrifying than the lethality of the flame spit out of the mouth of the two-headed dog, and because Song Qing's small spiritual power is biased towards the ice attribute, it is extremely restrained.

She put her hands together, and the spiritual power worked at her fingertips, and before an ice shield appeared, it was immediately melted by the high temperature, turning into water droplets, which evaporated in the flames, and not even the mist came out.

In this way, she naturally couldn't fight hard, and she rushed forward in a thrilling way, and the flames 'boomed' through behind her, igniting the dry bones on the ground.

The underground suddenly became like a huge furnace, and the temperature soared.

Song Qingxiao wanted to dodge in the other direction, but the other dog's head also lowered, and he had already cracked his mouth and was about to spit out another wave of flames.

At the same time, one of the front paws raised by the three-headed dog had already swung down heavily, passing through the silver wolf phantom, scattering the silver light, and falling to the ground with a 'bell', like an optimus pillar, blocking Song Qingxiao's way to retreat.

At the moment of life and death, the silver wolf resides in her body and communicates with her.

The scattered silver light re-converged, and as soon as the wolf's head appeared, he opened his mouth wide and bit the shoulder blades of the three-headed dog in one bite!

The sharp canine teeth bit through the hard and thick skin of the three-headed dog, and the fierce light in the wolf's eyes flickered, and once it was bitten, it would not relax.

After the figure appeared, the silver wolf lowered its body, bit the prey, shook its head and dragged it back hard!

Under the terrifying bite of the mutant wolf king, the three-headed dog 'hissed' at the shoulder blade and was torn off a large piece of flesh with blood.

'Wang ...... Barking...... Woo......'

The three-headed dog received this blow and let out a terrible wail, and he didn't care about dealing with Song Qingxiao at the moment, so he raised his two dog heads and spat out flames again in the direction of the silver wolf.

Song Qing's small crisis was lifted, and he immediately jumped out of the three-headed dog with a dodge, and did not stand firm until he retreated a few meters.

Before she could let go of her breath, she only heard the sound of 'boom', the flames burned in the direction of the silver wolf, and the phantom of the silver wolf that had just gathered was burned by this flame, and the totem of the silver wolf on her wrist suddenly burned amazingly, and the muscles of her arm twitched heavily under the severe pain.

Most of the flames were blocked by the silver wolf's body, and the remaining small part rushed to the rock wall, and the fire climbed up the mountain wall, illuminating the entire cave even redder.

The silver wolf was swept away by the flames, and the image suddenly became more transparent.

But since it wasn't a physical entity, after the flames burned, it swallowed the torn flesh of the Hell Guards in three or two bites, and shook its head casually.

With this movement, its massive phantom size began to shrink, nearly a fifth smaller than before, but its somewhat transparent body appeared much more condensed.

Song Qingxiao's heart had already risen to her throat, but when she saw this scene, she slowly fell back to its original place.

"Five." She held back the anxiety in her heart and drank with a calm face, "One of us can restrain a dog's head!" ”

She could see clearly that the long tail of the three-headed dog had been hanging in the direction of the cave exit so far, and had not moved.

This proves that although the guards of hell have suffered some small losses so far, they have not used their true strength.

At this time, only the silver wolf can rely on special conditions to fight with the three-headed dog.

But she can also see that the time when the silver wolf rescued her before, she was sprayed by two dogs' heads and seemed to be fine, but in fact, she suffered some losses.

Only by trying to disperse the strength of the three-headed dog, so that it can't focus, and try to find opportunities for the silver wolf, everyone can be sure of victory.

But this is a little graspy, and Song Qingxiao actually doesn't know it in his heart.

Number Five looked solemn and nodded.

In the corner not far away, the frightened No. 1 appeared, his face was pale and embarrassed, and he was holding a bow and crossbow in his hand, so hard that the knuckles and bones turned white.

At this time, his ability came in handy except for fleeing, and the crossbow could not penetrate the three-headed dog's defenses at all, and the bow and arrow had already been burned by the flames on its body before it could get close.

"Number one."

When Song Qingxiao called his name, he trembled all over, and subconsciously shouted: "Here!" ”

"You protect the survivors."

After Song Qing finished saying this, he saw a look of hesitation flash in No. 1's eyes.

He didn't expect Song Qingxiao to give him such a task, and even No. 5 instinctively turned his head.

It's just that this task sounds like a beautiful task at first, but it's not easy to complete it in detail.

Under the threat of the three-headed dog, No. 1 can't even protect himself, let alone protect one more oil bottle.

The fugitive was weak and had no strength, and he could easily die, so he couldn't help asking:

"We've already arrived at the mouth of the cave, and it's all over if you want to knock down that thing, what are you doing with all this?"

When the three-headed dog attacked, he and No. 5 both retreated and dodged, but only Song Qingxiao, who was fighting side by side with the silver wolf at that time, did not retreat but advanced, took a step forward, and saw the abnormal changes at the entrance of the cave.

In other words, No. 1 and No. 5 did not know that the death of the fugitives was closely related to whether the exit would be closed, and they thought that everything would be fine if they reached this point.

Song Qingxiao sneered:

"The exit has shrunk!"

She said this without a clue, but the number one and number five were not stupid, and they immediately realized the problem in her words, and Song Qingxiao continued:

"If this person dies, the exit will be closed, and even if we can beat the guards of this hell, we will not be able to escape from this land of the dead."

The task of the trial space is not to relax until the last moment, and if you slack off a little, I am afraid that all your efforts will be wasted and your life will be lost!

When No. 5 heard her words, his face changed drastically, and No. 1 came back to his senses and cursed in a low voice through gritted teeth:

"Damn!"

At the same time, he rushed in the direction of the fugitive who had been lucky enough to be kicked by Song Qingxiao and picked up a life, wishing that a flash appeared beside him and held him in his arms.

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