Dragon fire is a rare yin fire, and after being contaminated, it will ignite itself and scatter its soul. If a living person touches it, it will burn the soul dry, leaving only an empty shell.

Because dragon fire is so rare and easy to extinguish, scientists' research on dragon fire has always been stagnant, and the only thing that can be understood is that dragon fire should be a flame form of thermal radiation, which can even penetrate the body and act directly on the ionization level.

Of course, a theory can only be a theory, and if you want to seal the dragon fire, you must have special means and tools, but Brother Jiang said to me that if I want to smash the container and lead out the dragon fire, wouldn't that make me commit suicide?

At that moment, I said suspiciously: "Brother Jiang, I don't read much, don't fool me." If I draw out the dragon fire, won't I even burn myself to death? ”

Brother Jiang gave me a strange look and said, "How can I let you burn to death?" The beating stick in your hand is not for dry food. ”

I know that there is a true fire of the sun hidden in the stick of beating gods, but the true fire of the sun is a yang fire after all, and it is still the most powerful and domineering kind of yang fire. If it is against the yin fire that only burns the soul, it may not work?

Brother Jiang sighed lightly and said, "It's too underestimating the magic stick, right?" At the beginning, it was with this stick that Tetsusanfune made a great name all over the world, and was respected as one of the seven elders in the world. After his death, the beating stick did not even pass on to his son Temur, but still kept it to himself. ”

"I don't know why the old-timers of the iron three boats gave you the beating stick, but what I can tell you is that the origin of the beating stick seems to have something to do with the flames, and the last thing this thing is afraid of all kinds of yang fires and yin fires."

I was skeptical of Brother Jiang's words, but it didn't look like he was talking nonsense. At that time, I decided, smash the container first, and then see if I can take off the dragon fire and then see the actual situation, if it is useless to hit the magic stick, I will not be stupid to touch this deadly flame with my body.

We discussed here for a long time, and the smoke around us began to disperse. Dementor smoke has a very peculiar property, that is, the more living people, the denser the smoke, and the more dead people, the smoke will gradually dissipate.

This shows that the battle for the five-clawed golden dragon is nearing its end. According to my and Brother Jiang's reasoning, the final winner is likely to be Boss Cheng.

It's just that I don't know what price he paid to kill Prince Chick and Chiki of the Manchester Roster Consortium.

Before the smoke cleared, I relied on my special eyes to see what was ahead. I saw that there were only three or four people standing scattered in the smoke, including Cheng Cheng, a black-spotted man, and an exorcist surnamed Zhao supporting Ma Congyue who was kneeling on the ground.

The five-clawed golden dragon lay dying on the ground, its huge golden-red scales crisscrossed with black lines. The five-clawed golden dragon that was trapped like a fishing net with black lines couldn't move, and its four dragon claws kept scratching, but it could scratch one mark after another on the ground.

In addition, there were many corpses lying on the ground, most of them dressed in the costumes of the Manchester Rostec Consortium, and a small number of people dressed differently, all lone wolves who wanted to fish in troubled waters. Among them, Chihime's delicate body was cut in two by someone who didn't know who was chopping it in, and her upper body was still crawling there, trying to find her lower body.

Our guess was really right, and it was Cheng Cheng's group of people who had the last laugh, but their situation was not good, and there were more than ten masters who came at the beginning, and now there are only four people left. Among them, Ma Congyue, the first fierce general who could fight under them, knelt on the ground and grinned, scolding Prince Chik for being too ruthless for a while, and scolding Qianji, a shameless stinky girl, whose body became half cut and crawled a fart!

I tried to find out the whereabouts of Prince Chick, but found that although there were corpses all over the place, there was really no Prince Chik. I think this person is very clever and didn't get killed on the spot.

Remembering that he asked me to hide in the corner of the wall to help him, but I was dragged here by Brother Jiang, I felt a little uncomfortable at that time, was it because I released his pigeon once, that Prince Chick failed to grab the five-clawed golden dragon?

If that's the case, I'll really have to be careful with Prince Cheek in the future, and if he holds a grudge against me, he might be able to give me a cold stab at some point.

Although Boss Cheng's loss was a little bigger, the five-clawed golden dragon really got it. In addition, he also took the thousand-year-old non-rotting corpse and the thousand-year-old beheading as his own. Anyway, Liu Desheng of the Great Rift Valley and Qianji of the Manchester Rosester Consortium are dead, and these things are not collected in vain.

I also wanted to find out the whereabouts of Prince Chik again, but Brother Jiang anxiously pointed to the dragon fire hanging in the sky in the distance, signaling me to act quickly.

Now that the smoke is beginning to dissipate, Yu Wei is still there, and while everyone's attention is on the five-clawed golden dragon, now is the best time to take the dragon fire and challenge the dragon king.

I didn't dare to slack off at the moment, so I made a gesture to Brother Jiang and ran directly towards the blue dragon fire. Along the way, after bypassing the ghost merchants who had killed each other, I saw a thick wooden stick that resembled a flagpole.

It is said to be a wooden stick, but it is actually a huge tree trunk that stands tall, and this is a pine tree with a trunk, and the bottom is about as thick as a person hugging it, and the higher it goes, the thinner it becomes. After reaching a height of more than 40 meters, the top becomes only the thickness of the mouth of the bowl.

And the dragon fire was at the top of the forty meters high, a blue glass cover, and there was a flame rising up and down inside, emitting a faint blue light.

With such a tall tree trunk, I don't know how the dragon keeper stood up. But this was not the time to talk about it, so I rolled up my sleeves and climbed up the trunk.

The higher I climbed, the less influence the Dementor Smoke became, and by the time I climbed to a height of more than twenty meters, I was completely out of the enveloping range of the Dementor Smoke. At this time, I looked down, only to find that outside the enveloping range of the dementor smoke, hundreds of dragon cultivators were surrounding the Dragon Hidden Base.

They look strange, and each of them has a small dragon by his side, big or small. It's just that compared with the five-clawed golden dragon, the shape of these little dragons is much more strange, some look like fish, some look like lizards, and some are simply a turtle that has not yet shed its shell, but two dragon horns have grown on its head.

At first glance, it looks like a group of genetically mutated shrimp soldiers and crab generals, except for some specific parts that resemble dragons, other places don't look like anything else.

I also saw a small dragon head snake coiled on the dragon king's body, who was staring coldly at the dragon hidden base, beside him, the old man with hands in his eyes and eyes on his hands was nodding and saying something.

Perhaps sensing my gaze, the Dragon King jerked his head up and looked in my direction. In the dark night, I saw that the eyes of the Dragon King were like snakes, flashing with a faint green light.

Immediately after that, Lord Dragon King was furious: "Yu Buren! You are Yu Buren! ”

It can be said that the name Yu Buren is a nightmare that has haunted the Dragon King for thirteen years, and for thirteen years, he has not wanted to hack me to death at any time, and then get rid of the life and death that the appraiser gave him.

Now when they saw me climbing on top of the dragon fire pillar, they broke out on the spot, and asked the dragon keepers under him to directly drag me down and chop me up and feed the dragon.

Who would have thought that Lord Dragon King shouted several times, but no one responded to him, he suddenly came to his senses, his face was full of incredulity, and said, "Yu Buren wants to challenge me? He's also a dragon breeder? ”

The strange-eyed old man laughed dryly: "Lord Dragon King, he is the one who burned the human blood banner...... The dragon qi of the five-clawed golden dragon is on him, so he also has his own dragon ......"

Although the five-clawed golden dragon fell into the hands of Boss Cheng, it doesn't mean that I don't have my own dragon. As long as the dragon energy of the five-clawed golden dragon is still on me, I am a real dragon breeder.

The ancient Ori people are very disciplined, and since someone wants to pick down the dragon fire pillar to compete for the position of the dragon king, then all irrelevant dragon breeders are not allowed to interfere.

This is a battle between the dragon breeder and the dragon keeper, and whoever dares to interfere with it is the enemy of the ancient Ori tribe!

So the Dragon King shouted several times, and everyone just looked at me in disbelief, but no one was willing to move.