488, Hellfire

And now the huge three-eyed boy has been wiped out by the fire giant of the ink pupil, the fear of being dominated by the dragon no longer exists, and the unwilling bones, resentment, and stubbornness that lurk under the deep sand and rocks can finally let go of themselves in a crazy and happy way.

As the saying goes, the accumulation of small amounts adds up, and any quantitative change that reaches a certain amount will produce an essential leap in change.

"Critical, why is it critical, what the hell is critical?" Zi Shuye looked at Mo Tong, he thought that Mo Tong would tell him with her profound knowledge, what is the borderline, why there are these ghost things in the borderline, but as a result, Mo Tong said, "These, as a dragon clan, shouldn't you know better?" ”

Zi Shuye was choked, and he felt that he might be a fake dragon, he knew a ghost!

Looking at the overwhelming, chaotic, almost crazy hair, Zi Shuye fluttered the fins of the fish, dodged two hair ropes tied from behind, and changed the direction with the ink pupil as the center. The purple vertical eyes, which were originally extremely beautiful and charming, were choked by the ink pupils and were squeezed directly into a slit because of the sadness of being choked by the ink pupils, and it was impossible to tell that it was one eye at all.

It stands to reason that this critical boundary is still under the water curtain, and it should also belong to the territory of the dragon clan, but Zi Shuye doesn't know anything about this criticality and what resentful women are. It was this mysterious passage that he had left that he had heard by chance from the mouth of a slave that he could not sleep one night, and when he was looking at the sky at night, he saw a scale and a half claw from the distant future, with his purple vertical eyes.

None of the documents of the dragon clan recorded leaving the passage or the borderline here, but Mo Tong, this human race with a lowly bloodline and being called a slave by them, actually knew not only that this was the borderline, but also knew what kind of resentful hair these black hairs were.

It is no wonder that there is a rumor among the human race, there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are heavens outside the sky.

In fact, this is why he yearns for the civilization of the human race and wants to leave this dragon city on the sea.

The dragon civilization is backward, and the social system determines the status by blood, which really has many drawbacks. Moreover, the race of the Sea Dragon City is complicated, not only the human dragon race, but also many demon races and ghost races, he has an intuition that one day, the Sea Dragon City will undergo a earth-shaking change.

The best way to deal with unknown changes is to keep up with the times and change at any time.

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is really skinny. Unexpectedly, just leaving, it would be a bumpy road, and if you really arrived in the Terran world, what else you would encounter felt was unpredictable. Rao is his purple vertical eyes can see the future, and at this moment it seems that he is also covered by someone's hand.

Ah, who covered his eyes!

Zi Shuye shook his head, forget it, it doesn't matter what the face is, it's better to get rid of these black hairs first.

"They are not afraid of water or fire, and they are not afraid of swords and swords, what should we do?"

In Zi Shuye's anticipation again, Mo Tong rolled her eyes and said indifferently, "Wait." ”

"Wait? What are you waiting for? Zi Shuye fluttered the fins again and changed directions, in fact, not only did he change positions in the embarrassed fluttering, but Feng Yiling and Mo Tong were the same.

"Wait until they're all out."

So far, Mo Tong has not seen where the main body of the resentful girl's hair is. In the past, there was the projection of the huge three-eyed boy formed by the ancestor of the dragon clan, and they had no chance to come out arrogantly, so naturally there was no information about them.

If you can't get useful information from your predecessors, you naturally have to rely on exploration to deal with it. However, Mo Tong has an intuition, as long as it is consumed like this, waiting for the main body to come out of the water, you can really start fighting.

For the attribute of not being afraid of water, fire, and invulnerability, it is probably because they are formed by the spirit of death, and in this critical realm, those who are persecuted because of the strength of the dragon clan are the ones who die in vain, those who die unjustly, and those who die horizontally...... The qi of the necromancy is abundant and vigorous, usually a dead hair, and thousands of hairs!

However, Mo Tong still believes that strength is the first lore. In this world, there is no way to extinguish a bunch of hairs and a group of dead spirits! The so-called not afraid of fire and water, invulnerability, in fact, the damage point is not high enough, and it does not directly hurt the vital point.

So, they have to wait, wait for the main body to come out, wait for him to be presumptuous, show his horse's feet, and then capture the thief first, and she is giving it a realm of fire and magma.

In the realm, in the sea of fire and magma, she is the king, and I don't believe that this group of will not die of fever!

Since Mo Tong has to wait, Zi Shuye can only wait, Feng Yiling is unconditionally obedient to Mo Tong's words, and naturally there will be no objections.

Zi Shuye continued to flutter her wings, trying to stay away from those crazy hairs to save her life.

After seeing the demon fire of the ink pupil, the frost freezing of Feng Yiling, and the swords and slashes of his four pro-guards could not shake this hair for half a minute, in fact, Zi Shuye was also a little panicked.

There were more and more swarms of hair around them, and it felt like they had turned into lice, growing on the scalp of the giant's skull. Most of those hairs were unconsciously scattered around, and the conscious ones had formed the thickness of a wool rope, like one crazy beast after another, chasing and beating around them.

Zi Shuye believed that it wouldn't be long before those perverted and crazy hair ropes could deflect all the scattered hairs on their bodies.

Ay.

This is the first time that Zi Shuye hates such a thing as hair so much, I wonder if there is also one of his in this dense overwhelming? If he gets out alive this time, he's going to shave his head and get his shaved head clean of the fever.

Wait, anyway, these two Terran masters are waiting, what can he do as a soy sauce player!

With the strength of Zi Shuye, it is actually not low in the Dragon Clan, and with the blessing of the ability of purple vertical eyes, it can even compete with the Chao Clan, but compared to the metamorphosis of the Ink Pupil Feng Yiling, it is not bad.

Waiting, waiting, the space between the sea and the sky has shrunk dramatically, and the frenzied hairs are almost everywhere that can be stretched. At the beginning, a few condensed into wool ropes were already very strong and deflected all the scattered, and the whole looked like a demon beast full of hairy tentacles. Without stopping for a moment, he was already mad and stabbed at the three people in mid-air.

Zi Shuye tried his best to flutter the fins of the fish, Feng Yiling held the staff and did his best, wading in the air to dodge, the ink pupil waved the wings of the fire feather butterfly, and the flame spirit butterfly like a small tail was inserted in the hair!

Wait!

It's not time yet!

"Roar—"

A loud roar suddenly roared out of the mass of hair that had covered half of the world. Zi Shuye's vertical eyes suddenly saw a glimpse of light, but before he could take a closer look, the shadow disappeared.

In the same way, the ink pupil also saw the floating light of the subject in the dense surging hair. Her eyes were a little stronger than the purple vertical eyes of the Purple Night, and in the dense black hair of the resentful girl's hair, she saw its main body—a skeleton that had been dead for tens of thousands of years, covered in red rust!

This skeleton was a human race 10,000 years ago, and from that vague past, Mo Tong saw that he seemed to have some close relationship with the ancestor of the dragon clan. There seems to have been some kind of bargain between them, but in the end, his fate was to be slaughtered by the ancestor of the dragon clan, and his bones were burned and thrown into the sea.

The immortal resentment of the bones did not dissipate after the corpse was burned to ashes and thrown into the sea, and finally converged at this critical place, reunited into a skeleton, and lived with thousands of resentful malice, forming the hair of a resentful woman—

It doesn't matter if you're a resentful woman, or a dragon human. Here today, the destined fate is to die a little more desperately!

Just as Mo Tong was about to set fire to the fire and send the resentful girl's hair directly to the western sky, where she would die a little more desperately, a cluster of extremely strong hellfire suddenly shot out from the densest swarm of hair, almost not burning Mo Tong's hand.

was also almost burned, as well as Zi Shuye and Feng Yiling, after all, the hair of the resentful girl has swept almost the entire world, although the three of them are small, but there are very few places where they can hide and swim.

Therefore, the fire of hell that runs through the hair that pervades the whole world can easily go astray and burn on them.

Mo Tong is good at controlling fire, but he is not afraid of hellfire, Feng Yiling is good at controlling water and releasing ice, and he is blessed by the power of golden blood, so he is also not afraid of hellfire. Of the three flying in mid-air at the moment, only Zi Shuye was scared to death.

This hellfire was as soul-scorching as the realm of the sea of fire and magma released by the ink pupil before.

However, he is also the lord of the purple area of the dignified Dragon Clan, and no matter how afraid of the fire is, he can't show it too obviously, and he can't lose the face of the Dragon Clan.

In the forbearance and forced calmness of the purple night, Mo Tong opened his eyes wide again and took a closer look at the main body of the resentful girl's hair and the hellfire burning around him.

Among them, the one who can release the hellfire is obviously the dignified hell demon dog who was pulled into the water at the beginning and didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out, Wei Yong!

When the hell fire ignited all the black hair, and the main body of the resentful hair, the claws of the main body of the resentful girl's hair, Guai, howled, a huge, about ten meters tall, with dark hair, shiny tile, with two heads and bloody eyes, rushed out of the middle of the hell fire.

It's not another dog, it's the dignified Hell Demon Dog, Wei Yong.

Feng Weiyang was carried on his back, and his ordinary posture was compared to the huge two-headed dog of hell, and he couldn't even take a leg.

As the hellfire burned all over the water and the sky, and the main body of the resentful girl's hair was burned to death, the huge hell two-headed dog that ran out of the middle of the hellfire shook its skull and turned back into a human form.

The difference in shape from a two-headed hell dog several meters tall to a humanoid form that is nearly two meters tall made Wei Yong directly fruitful. However, he didn't care, there was still Mo Tong here who was a woman, and he was waiting for him to be fruitful, and even took the initiative to come to Feng Yiling's side, showing a bit of a show of showing off his body.

Seeing that Wei Yong didn't wear a single skin, he came over nakedly, and Feng Yiling even pulled a long shirt from his body and put it on Wei Yong.