Wang Ying reacted quickly, looking at the spear that came quickly, it was too late for other reactions, and he could only instinctively twist his body to avoid the fatal damage.

"Poof~"

The spear pierced directly through Wang Ying's right chest, and Wang Ying's whole person couldn't help but spit blood, his breath became sluggish, and his eyes looked at the gun shadow.

With a successful blow, the spear shadow flipped in the air, turning into a hundred-meter-long fire dragon, and then seemed to be tasting Wang Ying's blood, staring at Wang Ying with his eyes.

"Is it a fire dragon, or is it the spear?"

Wang Ying clutched his chest, there was a big hole here, and at the same time, there were flames burning him at the wound, and Wang Ying used the Yuan Force in his body to suppress these flames in order to heal his wounds.

However, these flames were like bones appendage, which was very difficult, and Wang Ying's fire attribute Yuan Force couldn't even do anything about it for a while.

The sharp pain from the burning of the wound, and at the same time, the blood kept gushing out, if it continued like this, even if the vitality of the King Realm martial artist was strong, it would be difficult for Wang Ying to hold on for a long time.

As soon as Wang Ying's hand flipped, a heart of grass and trees appeared in his hand, directly crushed and crushed, and under the control of Yuan Li, all the liquid was swallowed by Wang Ying's mouth.

This side is constantly staring at the fire dragon not far away, for fear that it will attack again, its speed is very fast, if Wang Ying is bent on escaping, it is very likely that he has not escaped from its territory, and it will be attacked by it again to the vital part, then it will be difficult to escape death.

As the heart of the grass and trees entered his throat, a powerful life force continued to spread in Wang Ying's body, spreading towards the wound.

With Wang Ying's Yuan Force, the injury here at the wound was finally temporarily stopped, but because of the fire dragon flame, the wound still couldn't heal here, even the heart of the grass and trees was useless.

"Hmm~"

The fire dragon seemed to be very excited, and roared loudly into the sky, this sound did not sound like the sound of a monster, but a bit like the sound of an iron weapon, very crisp and loud.

Wang Ying looked at the fire dragon with a dead gaze, and with a hand, the light spear appeared in his hand, preoccupied, highly vigilant, just now the dragon transformed into a spear and attacked, the speed was too fast.

The key is that he was still stunned at the time, and he didn't expect that his flame fist attack on the opponent's body didn't have anything to do, so that he was seriously injured by this fire dragon.

Now Wang Ying is focusing all his attention on the other party, and Wang Ying's huge divine thoughts are also enveloping everything around him, always paying attention to the fire dragon's every move.

The fire dragon put an extra spear in Wang Ying's hand, and seemed to be a little angry, and the figure flipped in the air, and the flame dragon that was a hundred meters long turned into an ancient spear several meters long in the blink of an eye.

This spear is full of flames, and it is depicted with various patterns, with an eternal atmosphere, and it seems to have a very long history, and a sense of historical heaviness greets you.

Transformed into a spear, it immediately shot towards Wang Ying, so fast that it looked like a red line, and instantly attacked Wang Ying's face.

"Keng~"

This time, Wang Ying was prepared, and the light spear in his hand blocked the opponent's attack, and the collision between the two spears made a crisp clanging sound.

The figure of the king turned in the air, and the light spear in his hand actually showed a wound under the blow just now.

"Huh~"

However, before Wang Ying could take a breath, the spear entwined in flames attacked Wang Ying again.

"Keng~Keng~"

Wang Ying was engrossed, the light spear in his hand kept waving, and the two saw each other constantly colliding, making one sound after another, and at the same time, powerful energy fluctuations continued to surge out in all directions.

"~"

Soon, Wang Ying couldn't help but scold, because the light spear in his hand had appeared one after another huge gaps in the collision, and there were terrible flames burning here at the gaps.

Under the burning of this flame, the ignition spear actually melted, and there was a continuous dripping of molten iron near the gap.

Wang Ying looked at the light-burning spear with gaps everywhere in his hand, and while looking at the melted place, he thought about it and threw the light-based spear to the ground.

There is no way, there is no way to use it anymore, and Lao Yue will definitely have to return to the furnace to rebuild it.

Throwing away the spear in Wang Ying's hand, the flame-filled spear seemed to be very happy, and instantly shot towards Wang Ying.

"Flaming Fist~"

Wang Ying's body surged with a rich fiery red light, and between his fists, a volcano was faintly waiting to erupt.

The spear attacked, Wang Ying's fists bombarded the past, the spear shook slightly, there was nothing to do, but the angle of the stab at Wang Ying was deflected.

"It's over~"

Wang Ying didn't expect that the attack of his Flame Fist couldn't even blast it away, and he even stabbed at him, and although the angle was offset, it was still aimed at his heart.

Suddenly, Wang Ying's whole person was discouraged, and he remembered many, many things in his mind.

has his own parents, Guo Yuanyuan, and his son Wang Yuan, as well as Lei Zheng, Yue Yinchuan, etc., he finally embarked on the path of cultivation, but he didn't expect to fall here.

Wang Ying's eyes looked at the spear that attacked, unwilling to die like this, but the spear had already attacked, and it was too late to dodge, and the Flame Fist attack just now failed to blast it away.

"Huh?"

The imaginary sting did not come for a long time, and the flaming spear actually stopped in front of Wang Ying, and began to look at Wang Ying carefully.

Then he rubbed his head on Wang Ying's body very affectionately, and seemed to like Wang Ying very much.

Wang Ying's whole person was stunned all of a sudden, looking at the spear in front of him, he just looked like he was about to kill himself, but in the blink of an eye, he became intimate with himself, which was really incomprehensible.

"Really?"

Wang Ying's mind suddenly flashed with inspiration, and he remembered a book he had read from the Sea King Ring, a book introducing weapons.

Legend has it that some weapons are very spiritual in themselves, and they will automatically recognize their owners, and only those who have been recognized by it can really use it, and this kind of weapon is called 'spiritual weapon', a spiritual weapon.

Thinking of this, Wang Ying tried to grab the flame spear in front of him with his hand, but the flame spear did not dodge, and was very docile and let Wang Ying grasp it.

The moment Wang Ying held it, all the flames on its body disappeared at once, completely revealing its true colors.

An ancient spear, beneath its dark appearance, there was a glimmer of red streamer.

The spear depicts a dragon that is lifelike, as if the spear itself is an incarnation of the dragon, or that the dragon and the spear themselves are one.

"Red Flame~"

Soon, Wang Ying noticed that the spear was engraved with tadpole script, and Wang Ying couldn't help but read.

Hearing Wang Ying read out his name, the spear seemed to be very excited, and trembled slightly.

"It's too long, if only it could be shorter~"

Wang Ying carefully looked at the spear and thought in his mind.

As soon as Wang Ying's mind moved, the Chiyan spear in his hand immediately began to shorten, and the length was exactly the same as the light spear destroyed by it, and the size was also adjusted just right.

"Interesting~"

Wang Ying's eyes lit up suddenly, and he began to wave it with the Chiyan spear.

With the wielding of the Red Flame Spear, clusters of flames continued to emerge, and streams of heat surged in all directions.

"Receive~"

Soon, Wang Ying had a special feeling, feeling that this Chiyan spear and himself were one.

As soon as the thought in his mind moved, the Chiyan spear immediately integrated into his body, and then with a movement of his mind, it immediately appeared in Wang Ying's hand again.

"I think I've seen this spear somewhere~"

Wang Ying's face was full of joy, and then he carefully looked at the red flame spear again.

"That's right~ it's the fire demon man's gun~"

Soon, Wang Ying remembered that the two strong men fighting in outer space, one was a Fire Demon Clan, and the other was a Tyrande Dwarf, the Tyrande Dwarf was holding a green short sword, and the Fire Demon Clan was holding a spear, which was the Red Flame Spear in his hand.

"I'm so lucky~"

Wang Ying's face couldn't help but show a look of surprise, and then a lot of information suddenly appeared in his mind.

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