The dragon fire pillar is the life and death ring of the ancient Ori people, and the dragon fire at the top is the flame passed down from generation to generation by the dragon breeders. Every change of dragon king is inseparable from this dragon fire, it can be said that whoever can rekindle the dragon fire with blood is the new dragon king.

If the Dragon King ignores it and allows me to climb the Dragon Fire Pillar and take off this Yin Fire, it means that his Dragon King will also come to an end.

Therefore, after the Dragon King shouted twice in a row and no one answered, after a whistle, he rushed with the red blood dragon on his body.

The Dragon King was the best dragon breeder of the ancient Ori tribe, and the blood dragon on his body was a large python he found in the rainforest when he was sixteen years old, and then worked tirelessly to get it back to the outer land.

Since then, he has taken secret medicine all year round, fed this python with his own blood, and then gradually made this python grow dragon horns and fade snake skin through the secret technique of raising dragons.

For decades, this python has actually become the second life of the dragon king, molting once every ten years, making this python turn blood red, and even the scale armor has changed from fine snake scales to dark red dragon scales.

Coupled with the hideous dragon head and vigorous body, except for the lack of four dragon claws, it is a small dragon more than two meters long. It was with this blood dragon that he was able to secure the position of the dragon king and become the existence of the ancient Ori tribe.

This blood dragon followed the dragon king and devoured people alive, and the previous dragon king was swallowed by this blood dragon. This guy has lived for a long time and is also very human, and he knows that he is both prosperous and lossy with the Dragon King, so other dragon breeders can't do it because of the rules, but it winds quickly on the ground, and it is under the dragon fire pillar in an instant.

It was much easier for the blood dragon to climb the dragon fire pillar than me, and I saw that the blood dragon's body swirled, relying on the scale armor of the whole body like a steel knife, and it directly meandered up in a circle. From where I am now, I can just see the blood dragon spitting letters, and his eyes are full of malice.

I looked up at the blue dragon fire above my head, and then at the blood dragon chasing after me, according to the speed at which the blood dragon climbed, I estimated that I would have to be caught up by this guy if I couldn't climb to the top. At that moment, my heart was horizontal, my legs were crossed around the dragon fire pillar, my right hand hit the magic stick, but my left hand took out a dagger from my bag, ready to slaughter this guy.

The blood dragon probably eats too many people, and in his heart, he doesn't take the living in his eyes. It climbed up from the bottom up, circle after circle, and in an instant it reached my feet, only to see its big mouth, and directly wanted to grab my calf and pull me down.

I shouted, "It's good to come!" ”

At that moment, his legs were tightly coiled around the dragon fire pillar, and as soon as he turned around, he had already slashed directly at the blood dragon under his head and feet. This blood dragon didn't expect me to have the courage to fight it, the hideous dragon head shrank and stretched, and its long neck actually bypassed the dragon fire pillar and bit down at me from the oblique thorn.

I was not in a hurry, and the beating stick in my right hand rubbed on the dragon fire pillar, like a match head rubbing on the red phosphorus, and a flash of flame suddenly appeared, and it burned directly along the dragon fire pillar.

But all beasts have a natural fear of fire. Although this python is known as a blood dragon, it is not a real dragon. In particular, the flame on the god-beating stick was the domineering sun true fire, and the firelight spread down the dragon fire pillar, and immediately frightened the blood dragon to drop three or four meters in a row, and stared at me with a pair of evil snake eyes with vertical pupils.

I glanced down and saw that the Dragon King had reached the bottom of the Dragon Fire Pillar, looking up at the battle between a man and a dragon. This makes me a little anxious, if these two goods rush up together, I'm afraid that my little life will be explained here.

At that moment, I decided to chop up this blood dragon that loves human flesh before the Dragon King climbed up.

After following Lao Zhang and Lao He for so long, I know a lot of things. I know of one of them, specifically for dealing with human flesh eaters.

It is not false to say that man is the prefect of all things, because the unique three souls and seven spirits make people become high-level creatures. But because of this, all the guys who eat human flesh will have one characteristic.

If you eat too much human flesh, a dark cyan spot will appear on your body, called a dead man's spot. The size of the Dead Man Spot is directly proportional to the number of people you have eaten, which means that the more people you eat, the larger the area of the Dead Man Spot, and if you eat human flesh for many years, it is not uncommon for the Dead Man Spot to spread all over the body.

Dead man's spots are formed by the remnants of the soul after death, and because the body has been digested, the remnant soul cannot be transcended, but can only be integrated into the surface of the cannibal's body. Over time, the dead man's spots will grow larger and larger, appearing on the surface of the human body.

This thing is one of the weaknesses of the cannibal, as long as you know how to deal with the dead man, it is easy to kill such a person or creature.

At the beginning, Nan Ao had eaten human flesh in the ghost prison for several years, and the dead man's spot gradually spread to his whole body, becoming a guy who was even darker than a black man. And he also knew that his whole body was covered with dead spots, and as long as he met a master who knew how to do it, he would be killed in minutes, so he kept his name incognito from then on, and never dared to set foot in the circle again.

When I met Nan Ao, I didn't know what the use of Dead Man Madara was, but when Zhang Wuren told me about him, I realized that Nan Ao looked very powerful on the surface, but if I really wanted to use the method of dealing with Dead Man Madara to deal with him, it was basically a dish for me.

Although this blood dragon is not human, as long as it eats human flesh, it will have dead man's spots on its body. At that moment, I shook it with my god-beating stick, and the flames sprayed directly down the pillar of dragon fire.

Forced by the flames, the blood dragon quickly circled around the pillar of dragon fire, and roared at me with its neck tilted. The moment it spun around, I could clearly see that on the side of the blood dragon's chin, there was a dark cyan spot the size of a bowl.

Sure enough, what Lao Zhang said was right, but any guy who eats human flesh, regardless of whether he is a human or a monster, will never escape the curse of the dead man.

Although I have no experience in dealing with Dead Man, Lao Zhang's method is correct. At that time, I was overjoyed, and quickly put the beating stick on my waist, and with my right hand, I had already found a puff of purple powder from my bag.

The purple powder is formed after the purple cinnabar is ground and is very precious. When soaked in human blood, a dark black paste is formed. I rubbed the paste on the dragon fire pillar, and then used my hands and feet together to climb up quickly.

The blood dragon really refused to let me go all the way up, and when it saw that I put away the god-beating stick, it had no scruples and just meandered up. As a result, after only two steps of climbing, those purple cinnabar mixed with human blood felt the dead man's spot, and a dark black aura emerged on the spot.

These breaths have a saying in the circle, called living popularity. Because purple cinnabar is the most masculine and strong, and human blood is left by the living, what emerges is the so-called living popularity. The popularity of the living and the dead are like yin and yang, and yin and yang attract each other is a law of physics.

In this way, the living spirit burrowed into the dead man's spot, and instantly inspired those remnant souls.

The remnant soul is the dead man's spot, and the dead man's spot is the remnant soul, but one is dynamic and the other is static. This was stimulated by the popularity of the living, and the originally static dead man's spot immediately became a dynamic remnant soul.

When I looked down further, I happened to see that the bowl-sized dead man's spot was stimulated by the vitality of the living and began to swell at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The dead man's spot is like a cancer cell, where it spreads, it becomes pitch black, and the blood dragon screamed on the spot, its body convulsed, and its crawling speed immediately decreased.

Then I saw countless dark black faces appear on the blood dragon's body as if they were walking through the dragon, each representing a living person who had been eaten by it.

I sighed, this method was a bit opportunistic, but it worked wonders when used against things with dead man's spots. I know that once the dead man's spot erupts, it is equivalent to the spread of cancer cells, and this blood dragon must die, and I don't care about it at the moment, I want to climb up and take out the dragon fire with both hands and feet.

The blood dragon struggled around the pillar for a moment, and only after all the blood on its body turned black did it fall loosely from the pillar of dragon fire. This guy was heavy, and he almost didn't hit the Dragon King when he fell.

Dragon breeders are closely related to their own dragons, and this blood dragon was easily killed by me with a secret method, and the distressed Dragon King almost fainted. He suddenly let out a long roar and shouted: "Yu Buren! I'm fighting with you! ”

He said that he would fight with me, but his body did not move, but he beckoned, and a monk who was completely black came out of the darkness, grabbed the dragon fire pillar with one hand, and chased after him directly.

In my busy schedule, I glanced down, and suddenly chuckled in my heart, isn't this monk the black Zha Tuo golden body brought by Boss Cheng?

No wonder the Dragon King knew that he would die at my hands, and he would grit his teeth and shout at me. Originally, he thought that the golden body of Heizhada would be able to die in his place once.

The golden body of the Black Zha is no better than the blood dragon, in fact, this kind of thing is like a source of plague, a collection of people's evil thoughts. Usually, the golden body of the black Buddha presents the appearance of a Buddha, and it can barely form a delicate balance with evil thoughts.

But the Dragon King didn't know what means he used, and he actually let this monk survive.

Since the monk can move, it means that the balance between the Buddha's appearance and evil thoughts has been broken, that is to say, the current black Zha Tuo golden body is unlucky who touches whom, and it is estimated that he can be directly demonized without dying.

It's like the senior brother of Longhu Mountain who I heard about in the ghost prison.

The golden body of the black Zhada climbed the pillar of dragon fire extremely fast, and the black on its body was like a dye, leaving a pitch-black mark all the way up. Its left and right hands exchanged three times in a row, and it had already climbed a distance of more than 30 meters, and when it reached out, it wanted to drag me down and fall to death.

With the strength of my arms, I lifted my steps slightly, and stepped on the head of the golden body of the black Veda again. This guy was kicked by me and fell down three or four meters, but in an instant, he jumped up again and grabbed my ankle.

Being caught by Black Veda felt like being caught by an ice cube, and a sense of anxiety, anger, and violence rushed straight to the head. On the spot, I scolded: "Stinky monk! Let go of Lao Tzu! ”

When I looked down, a layer of black gas came out of my ankles, and the black gas spread directly up my calves. At that time, I was so scared that my heart was broken.

Black Zhada's whole body is full of evil thoughts, and once this thing invades his brain, it is equivalent to being blackened. If it's blackened, it's really anything you can do.