Yechen received Lan Wen into the corpse ring, then gathered his breath, cast a shadow spell, and his body turned into a shadow, and began to slowly fly towards the entrance of the black hole.

As his body dived in, Yechen found that the hole was crooked and long, and Yechen flew for a total of half an hour before he finally felt a light in front of him.

Nightshade emerges from a very secret entrance, directly above the area, a kilometer further from the interior below.

Sure enough, this is really the entrance.

There's even the next layer in this.

Below, still black scorched earth, was a larger cloister about two kilometers wide, and a river of magma flowed at the edge of the cloister, silently into the distance.

The magma is dark red, with occasional black flames.

"Is this, Infernal Fire?" Yechen exclaimed, what the Death Knight had awakened was the Infernal Fire, and the black flames below had the same aura, but the Infernal Fire here was noticeably hotter and more violent.

Yechen said in a deep voice: "If you let the Death Knight bathe in the flames here, I don't know how effective it will be? ”

Keeping these thoughts in his heart first, Yechen looked up, but saw a black demon dragon appear on the flat ground.

This magic dragon is not a divine dragon, but a flying dragon, and has black fleshy wings and a long tail.

It is also a sect-level demon dragon, but it is far more powerful than the three-headed hellhound.

The shadow of the night slowly moved forward, the shadow moving to the ground, and then approaching in the direction of the dragon.

The dragon walked leisurely on the ground, wagging its tail, and then took a big sip at the river of magma in the distance, and a mouthful of fire was sucked into the dragon's mouth.

"It's a pity, I don't know how many years this demon dragon has been here, and its strength still hasn't grown, which means that the talent is limited, if the talent is good, it's not bad to accept such an existence. ”

Of course, Yechen doesn't know if this kind of demon dragon contains the breath of death, if there is no breath of death, it is impossible to subdue it.

That great pact can only work on dead creatures.

Yechen moved behind the demon dragon, suddenly burst out, and stabbed the demon dragon in the back with a silver spear.

The silver spear stabbed the back of the demon dragon, and the head of the silver spear pierced the hard scale armor, and sparks erupted.

It's not that the silver spear isn't sharp enough, it's that Yechen's strength is too small.

"Break it for me!" Yechen shouted, and the power poured into the silver spear like a tidal wave, and the silver spear finally plunged into the body of the demon dragon under the scales.

"Roar!" the demon dragon was furious, and suddenly turned around, and a mouthful of black dragon breath spat at Yechen, and the black purgatory fire surged towards Yechen's body.

Yechen held a shield in his hand, and the ground was in front of him, and the huge strength made it impossible to fight on the back of the dragon, and Yechen was thrown away.

The demon dragon's body also has dragon blood, and its size is far larger than Yechen's, and in terms of strength, Yechen can't compete with it.

Yechen held the shield in his hand and rolled out a long way, and the silver spear in his hand was also left on the dragon's back, stuck between the scales.

"It's so strong!" Yechen muttered, originally estimated to be very strong, but he didn't expect it to be so strong, and he flew himself away with one move.

If it weren't for the treasure shield defense, the consequences of that blow would be unimaginable.

"Roar!" the dragon roared, lunging towards the night.

"So fast!" Yechen's body retreated sharply, and in a hurry, he avoided the flying dragon of the demon dragon.

Then the body suddenly rose and flew upwards.

The demon dragon below didn't hit hard, and raised his head and spit out a mouthful of dragon breath at Yechen again.

"Fortunately, brutes are brutes, and if you pounce, I will be even more dangerous. Yechen muttered, now this is the dragon's breath, and the danger for Yechen is much lower than the claws of the demon dragon.

Yechen held the shield below, and the scorching temperature instantly reached the front of Yechen, and the scorching dragon's breath slammed into Yechen's shield fiercely, and then blasted Yechen out again.

Yechen's shield-holding hands and arms were torn, revealing bloodshot trails, and the speed of flying up was very fast.

"Roar!" the demon dragon roared, its body soared into the air, and suddenly flew towards Yechen, its huge head like a small mountain, and quickly approached Yechen, trying to eat Yechen in one bite.

Nightchen casts the Nether Ghost Step, and the speed reaches extreme speed.

The demon dragon below opened its big mouth, getting closer and closer to Yechen, and finally, Yechen's body entered the demon dragon's mouth, and the upper and lower jaws of the demon dragon bit together fiercely.

"Boom!" the dragon's mouth slammed into the top rock above, making a violent crashing sound.

Yechen finally narrowly returned to his original passage, gasping for breath in the passage.

"Damn, it's really dangerous, I almost capsized in the ditch. Yechen wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with palpitations, this time, he really underestimated this demon dragon, but he didn't expect his scale armor to be so hard and so powerful.

The impact of the demon dragon outside the cave was not light, producing severe pain, and there was an angry roar in the corridor, and the roar exploded in Yechen's ears like muffled thunder.

Yechen's head poked out of the hole and saw that the demon dragon had flown to the edge of the river, silently licking the wound on his back, and the silver spear stuck in his back had been bitten off and thrown into the lava river.

"Can't let the Dragon-Blood Warriors come down. "The strength of the demon dragon is very likely to cause huge casualties to the dragon-blooded warriors.

Take out a bucket of blood essence from the storage ring, these are tempered with the blood of the Martial King, these are the last old bottoms of Yechen, if you use it again, you can only collect it again.

The scope of the blood feast is very large, and any monster is very sensitive to blood, blocking the face of the demon dragon to arrange the blood feast, but the difficulty is also very high.

Inadvertently, Yechen suddenly set his sights on the top of the area, which was covered in rocks.

If the blood feast is arranged on the top, it is also feasible, but the previous inertial thinking has made Yechen always put the array on the ground.

As soon as he thought of it, Yechen turned into a shadow, and with a pen in his hand, he began to move carefully on top, outlining the pattern of the blood feast with a brush.

As soon as he drew a ten-meter-long blood line, the demon dragon below suddenly raised his head and looked upward.

"Made, the dragon's nose is so smart. Yechen scolded secretly. Then the brush was thrown out suddenly, and a large lump of blood dripped from the sky and sprinkled all around.

Sure enough, after the blood was spilled, the dragon's attention was attracted by the blood on the ground, and Yechen took the opportunity to speed up the outline.

(End of chapter)