Just when Yang Long was worried about whether to make a desperate bet and put it to death, the black young dragon Filmore finally regained his composure and flew into the sky again after some venting.

Flapping his wings and levitating fifty meters above the ground, Filmer silently looked down.

The limestone formations had been nearly destroyed, with only a few sparse and small areas remaining, and Filmore believed that the human would not die so easily, and should have been hiding somewhere now.

Although his heart was still full of anger, Filmer still had to admit that it had indeed suffered a big loss.

The dragon's huge body made it take more physical effort to move, and it was already feeling a little tired after hours of destruction.

Coupled with the fact that Filmore twice spewed out the Shadow Flame, which was very similar to the dragon's breath but was a hundred times more powerful, there was not much magical energy left in its body.

The human monkey, on the other hand, was hiding underneath and refused to use the road, and now Filmer could spew out a shadow flame at most, and it was no longer realistic to completely turn this area into lava.

After only hesitating for a moment, Filmore made a rational decision, preparing to evacuate this place first, and wait until he joined up with the other members of the Black Dragon Legion before coming to trouble Yang Long.

However, in order to vent his anger, Filmore decided to spew one last shadow flame towards the last relatively large narrow strip of limestone below

At the same time, Yang Long who was hiding. The decision was finally made.

"I can hide from the first day of junior high school, but I can't hide from the fifteenth, since I can't escape safely, it's better to fight once!" silently channeling his qi into his right arm, Yang Long secretly made up his mind in his heart, ready to gamble his life and fight with all his might.

Although the qi that has not yet been released from the body and outside does not have the sharpness of splitting stones and gold, it is not extremely tame and easy to control, and less than a third of the qi is introduced, and the qi that is compressed in the qi veins of the right arm is unruly and clashing in all directions.

Yang Long's entire right arm swelled. It's just a few minutes. It swelled several times, and the qi squeezing each other produced a huge repulsive force, causing the qi veins in Yang Long's arm to almost collapse.

It is precisely for this reason that the pain is like eating bones. Constantly from the thick arms. It is transmitted along the nerves to the mind. The old butchers of the other world are a little unable to support it.

Without the help of the Holy Light, all the severe pain and lack of physical strength need to be resisted by themselves. This kind of pain is several times greater than before.

"Uh" With a low muffled snort, Yang Long, who was sweating profusely, raised his head to observe the enemy situation while continuing to channel his qi into his right arm.

At this time, Yang Long discovered that Filmer, who was not far away, seemed to be preparing to fly in the opposite direction, which immediately made the old butcher of the other world a little anxious.

Although the lethality of the giant qi was terrifying, its movement speed was not fast at the beginning, and now Yang Long was more than one hundred and fifty meters away from Filmer in a straight line, which was not the best attack distance in the first place.

As early as Filmer's two previous spitts, Yang Long had already calculated the effective distance of that black-red dragon breath, which would not exceed a hundred meters in length at most.

Originally, Yang Long was preparing to condense his qi to the extreme, so he appeared from hiding to attract the enemy's attention, and waited until the time distance between the two was shortened to within 100 meters, and then launched this terrifying attack method.

However, if the distance between him and Filmore is too far, Yang Long can only run by himself to shorten the distance, with his current physical state, even if he runs down hard, even if the giant strength directly kills Filmore, he will be in great danger because of the loss of combat ability.

You must know that above the head, there are still a few young dragons flying.

With a body of more than ten meters and a fifth-order strength, Yang Long may be able to cook casually on weekdays, but now he is an enemy that has to be taken seriously.

"Damn! Since that's the case, then we can only" This time Yang Long only hesitated for a moment, and then made a life-or-death decision.

After scolding in a low voice, Yang Long walked out of hiding with a cold face, raised his left hand to condense a fireball, and threw it at Filmer at random.

This is just a simple fireball technique, in addition to shooting faster and more accurate, it can cause damage that can't even kill a silver wolf, and it can't pose the slightest threat to Filmer.

However, Yang Long didn't want to test this to kill the enemy, he just wanted to attract the enemy's attention.

Bang!

In just three seconds, the fist-sized fireball swept across the sky between the two, hitting Filmore's jaw accurately, exploding a little spark and dissipating.

Fortunately, such an attack had already attracted Filmer's attention, and the body that was originally about to turn the direction was stunned, and then locked on to the figure of Yang Long slowly coming out below.

"Finally resigned to your fate, human!" Filmore roared, flying in the direction of Yang Long, his tone full of anger.

However, although Filmer seemed angry, he changed his fighting style with a long and wise mind, not only did not make a downward move, but instead raised his body into the sky.

At the same time, the black young dragon tightly closed the dragon's snout, and its head and neck shrank backwards, ready to spew shadow flames towards Yang Long.

Echoing this were several other black dragons, except for the largest juvenile dragons, who also surpassed Yang Long and came around, putting on a posture of preparing to flank him.

"You're not stupid!" Yang Long said silently in his heart, not only did he not make an evasive behavior, but after rushing out a few big steps, he stepped on the ground and jumped high into the sky.

Now the distance between Yang Long and Filmore is nearly one hundred and thirty meters away, and such a distance is definitely not something that Yang Long's current strength can jump to.

Seeing the abnormal behavior of the humans below, a trace of doubt flashed in Filmer's eyes, but after thinking for a while, he decided to ignore it, and only subconsciously raised the distance by more than twenty meters.

Although the effective distance of the Shadow Flame is more than 100 meters, it refers to the state of flat fire, and now there is a step up and down between the two, Filmore has enough confidence, and the safe distance of one hundred and fifty meters is enough for it to turn Yang Long into ashes.

Sure enough, after Yang Long jumped up for more than ten meters, the rising momentum was exhausted, and the speed became slower and slower, and finally after a slight pause in the air for a moment, he fell towards the ground.

And it was at this time that a trace of yellow flame flashed in the palm of Yang Long's left hand, and a shield two meters long and one meter wide like strength, completely composed of flame elemental energy, appeared at Yang Long's feet.

Yang Long, whose body had already fallen, naturally stepped on the flame shield, and while stepping on the shield into a puff of green smoke, he once again gained some upward momentum, and rushed straight towards Filmer.

"What's going on?!a thief who can use magic?!" Filmer's heart shuddered, a look of panic appeared in his pupils, and his wings tried to stir up the flight.

Although the Ice Explosion Technique killed and injured the young dragon not long ago, Filmore did not see Yang Long release it, so he didn't have much suspicion, after all, there were magic items among the adventurers.

But now the fire element shield released by Yang Long did not escape Filmer's eyes, and the dragon clan, who was born to be a master of fire, had clearly felt that he released flames and condensed the shield's energy transformation process.

However, now that the Shadow Flame was about to erupt, Filmore had lost his usual agility, and half a minute had passed, but the distance had risen by less than fifty meters.

And Yang Long also stepped through more than a dozen shields condensed by fire elements during this period of time, narrowing the distance between the two to ninety meters, Yang Long, who was sweating profusely but with a cold face, looked at Filmer in the sky fixedly.

It was like staring at a dead corpse!

"Damn human! whether you are an adventurer or not, you must die!" Yang Long's sharp aura deeply stabbed Filmore's self-esteem, and the black young dragon's heart burned with rage.

As a result, Fermer simply stopped raising the hovering height, and focused on mobilizing the physical flame energy, preparing to spew out the shadow flames and completely destroy the human beings below who were 'dragonless in their eyes'.

This very obvious move made Yang Long's movements below speed up again, and in less than ten seconds, the distance between the two narrowed more than ten meters again, shortening to less than eighty meters away.

At the same time, the surrounding naïve dragons also flew near Yang Long at this time, completely ignoring the shadow flames that Filmer was about to spew, and flew towards Yang Long in unison.

The dragon claws that were more than two meters long came from all sides, and the distance from Yang Long was only less than twenty meters away, and at the same time, Filmer's eyes showed a hideous look, and the dragon head slammed forward, wanting to spit out the dark night flames that had been prepared for a long time.

Yang Long, who was at the moment of life and death, ignored all the actions of the enemy, and after smashing a flame shield heavily, he jumped out diagonally again and withdrew his right arm to the side.

At this moment, Yang Long's right arm is almost half the size of his body, so that this simple arm movement is extremely difficult and difficult, and Yang Long's body will tremble every second, and he may die on the spot at any time.

Finally, when Yang Long bent his arm back to his side, Filmore spewed out a dark black and reddish Shadow Flame, a shadow flame with a diameter of more than ten meters, and approached Yang Long in an instant.

Compared to the Night Flame, Yang Long was like an ant under an iron pestle, the distance between the two was still fifty meters away, and Yang Long's clothes spontaneously burned.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down, and only Yang Long, who was wide-eyed, violently threw his right arm forward with a jab fist, and fought a long battle that lasted for half a day

(To be continued, please search, the novel is better and updated faster!)

ps: The day before yesterday, I exercised and seriously strained the muscles of my right upper arm, resulting in unbearable pain every day and insomnia day and night, so the update has been suspended for the past few days, and the man's promise has been fulfilled, so let's rest and rest now t-t