Half of the rat man's face was scratched by Lu Yang, and in some places even showed white bones. [Ran^Text^Library] The red blood fire was burning on the wound, mixed with the blood on its face, and it was impossible to tell what was blood and what was fire.

The rat man screamed miserably, and the wriggling of the three meat balls behind him suddenly slowed down a few beats.

If this scar is scratched by the normal flame claws, with the endurance of the rat man, he will grit his teeth and pass. But now, this scar is covered with red blood and fire, and the characteristics of soul burning are vividly exerted on the rat man.

With a bang, the rat-man fell to his knees, and the giant claw that was still intact slapped desperately on the burning cheek, but the blood and fire grew stronger and stronger, and the pain caused by it became more and more great.

Standing in front of the rat man shaking like chaff, Lu Yang closed his eyes and recovered his phantom power with all his heart. He wasn't worried that the nezumi would sneak up on him.

There is no doubt that this nezumi has lost the ability to fight again, and is just a waste. It's not wise to waste your magic power on waste. What's more, there are three meat balls behind the nezumi, and they have plenty of magic power to fight against the other three nezumi.

The blood in Lu Yang's eyes was quietly fading, and when he was not fighting, the tyrant's thinking would weaken, so Lu Yang's thinking once again occupied the main body.

Soul Eater Dreadclaw, the product of the perfect fusion of Crimson Blood Fire and Flame Dreadclaw. Lu Yang had only used Yin Red Blood Fire to fuse into the Flame Terror Claw before, and the increased power was relatively limited. It was thought that the flames in the Flame Terror Claw would cancel out a portion of the Crimson Blood Fire, while the flames in the Soul Eater Terror Claw were completely Crimson Blood Fire, without any other flames. Without the internal friction between different flames, the power of blood and fire will naturally be greatly enhanced.

The Flame Flame Terror Claw and the Soul Eater Terror Claw were only separated by a thin layer of window paper, and Lu Yang was equivalent to easily piercing it under the guidance of the tyrant.

He was excited. By drawing inferences, as long as other strange flames are integrated into the Dream Seal, a new mutated Dream Seal should be created. In that case, he will have several more gold-level dream seals out of thin air as a trump card!

A gold-level dream seal was placed in front of him, and all the dreamers would salivate. Two gold-level dream seals are placed in front of him, and all the dream-awakers will desperately snatch them! Three gold-level dream seals are placed in front of him, and even the dream-resisting ones will put down their shelves and snatch them shamelessly! As long as Lu Yang can successfully test it, he will have at least four or five more gold-level dream seals!

If this message is disseminated, all the Dreamers and Dreamers will go crazy!

The nezumik's movements finally slowed down, half of its face was torn by itself, blood mixed with minced flesh hung on its face, and there was an eyeball that showed its sockets, which looked hideous and terrifying.

It solves the trouble of blood fire in a tragic way. And the pain in its eyes has turned into a monstrous hatred and anger. The fact that this tiny human was swaggering in front of him to recover his phantom power made it even more unbearable.

In less than a second, it forgot its own howl of pain in the blood fire, and the flames of vengeance burned fiercely in its chest. Dream creatures do not surrender, nor are they captured by pain, even in the world they visualize.

Purple fire brewed in its mouth, and the trouble of losing its cheeks was suddenly manifested, and a part of the purple fire leaked out, affecting its vision. But no trouble can stop it from taking revenge*. It opened its huge mouth and spewed out a huge purple ring of fire with all its might, and then bit down on Lu Yang's position.

Even in the midst of rage, the cunning instincts that are in its veins are still at work. Lu Yang was afraid of the purple fire, and he would definitely not use his body to resist, so his actions would be limited to the ring of fire. But if he doesn't run away, he'll meet the rat-man's big mouth.

This is a dead end, no matter what Lu Yang chooses, he will be injured.

However, Lu Yang didn't take the crippled rat in his eyes, its tactics seemed to be seamless, but in fact, when it spit out the ring of fire, its head retracted a little because of the reaction force of the ring of fire, although the two hind legs that kicked the ground withstood this huge force, but the speed of the giant mouth falling was greatly slowed down.

The giant mouth quickly approached, and Lu Yang unhurriedly released a flame dragon thorn in his hand.

The ground in the rat man's eyes quickly enlarged, and Lu Yang in the center of the ring of fire, as if he was scared, did not run away.

After estimating the distance, the nezumi bit down decisively.

It is estimated very well, if Lu Yang does not resist at this time, he will just be bitten in two by him from the waist. But such a thunderous attack was defused by Lu Yang's unfancy squat.

The result was always so unexpected, the rat man screamed and immediately raised his head high, while Lu Yang dragged its nose and jumped high with its head.

The moment it closed its mouth, Lu Yang turned the flame dragon thorn horizontally, and the rat man's mouth happened to be the white flame dragon thorn up. The tail of the spear rests on its jaw, and the tip of the spear rests on its paw, and if it does not stop in time, the spear will pierce its upper jaw and even pierce its brain.

Of course, it was not for nothing that Lu Yang was dragging its nose, only to see that the golden light around him flashed, the tattoo flame divine body was released, and the hand holding the nezuman's nose rushed to the nezuman's forehead as soon as he used force.

The release of the Flame Divine Body was for fear that the rat man would have some backhand, and as for coming to such a high place, it was for the flame dragon thorn in the rat's mouth.

The Flame Claw clenched into a fist and struck the nezumi on the upper jaw without hesitation.

There was a click, and it was the sound of the rat-man's upper jaw being pierced by a spear.

It's time.

The blood-colored light in Lu Yang's eyes had already returned, and he pointed to the head of the rat man and said coldly:

"Boom!"

The most powerful defense of the rat population is the upper jaw, without which the nezumi is directly exposed to the explosion of the flame dragon thorn.

There was a muffled sound, and the nezumi's body, which had just been full of life, suddenly softened and slammed heavily on the ground, black blood flowing out of its mouth, mixed with white tooth fragments. The huge head was crooked, and the bloodshot eyeball, which was not bound by the eyelids, rolled out of the eye socket and was crushed by Lu Yang, who had just fallen to the ground and was full of murderous energy.

The three intact balls of meat erupted in unison.

"Don't worry, it's your turn soon. Lu Yang said predictably, and at the same time rubbed his shoes on the ground, and the soil under his feet was suddenly stained with blood-red and gray-white mud.

With a lift of his right hand, a flame dragon thorn appeared out of thin air.

Lu Yang, whose eyes were blood-red, held a spear in his hand and charged towards the meat ball.

The three meat balls were undulating, and one or two paw prints appeared on the thick flesh wall, and the rat people inside couldn't bear it anymore, they were about to rush out!