The Evil Doctor Grass is the foundation of the dragon's existence in the world, and if even the Evil Medicine Grass falls into the hands of the dragon, then it is extremely impossible to balance the dragon in the future.

Now that the dragon has gone crazy and wants to attack the three deacons, it only makes Qi Heng more determined about the effect of the evil medicine grass on the dragon.

Although fighting against the dragon requires a lot of true yuan. But as long as the Evil Doctor Grass was still in his hands, Qi Heng felt that there was still a glimmer of hope to repel the dragon.

Looking at the chaotic picture, Rocky stood on the auction table, but his eyes were locked on the three-leaf evil medicine grass controlled by the three deacons with magic, and a trace of greed suddenly appeared in his heart.

It's just that now the dragon is staring at the Evil Doctor Grass, so that Rocky Xia clearly knows that if he captures the Evil Medicine Grass at this moment, not only will it not have any effect, but it may also become the dragon's food in an instant.

Therefore, between greed, Rocky still tried to suppress the greed in his heart and pretended to be nothing.

The distance between the dragon and Qi Heng at this time was only a dozen zhang.

The ferocious aura continued to spread through the black mist around the dragon, and a cold aura rose up suddenly, causing a thin layer of ice to be quenched on the clothes of all the people present.

Some people with lower cultivation levels were even more directly in this cold breath, shivering from the cold, and their lips turned purple.

It was obviously the cool temperature of autumn, but under the swirling cold air of the dragon, the entire auction pavilion seemed to be stuck in the cold winter of the polar region.

This cold made everyone present tremble.

And the black flame that Shen Moli sacrificed earlier, under the suppression of the dragon's extremely cold breath, a layer of cold ice directly formed on the black flame flame.

At first glance, it looks like a translucent black cover, trapping all the people sitting in the viewing seats.

Black Flame was already extremely cold, but after the dragon froze it into thin ice, the temperature was even lower.

Covered by a thin layer of ice in the Black Flame, the people of the Evil Overflow Clan felt as if they had fallen into the cold and cold of hell. The cold was too low, and they were tortured to death.

"With my soul, heal your heart. The dragon's voice came again.

At the same time, from the dragon's abdomen, a mouth suddenly opened, and an unclear figure staggered out of the opening, and when he looked closely, it was the young man named "Kuang'er" who had just been swallowed by the dragon.

It's just that at this moment, Kuang'er has long lost his vitality, but there are sticks of viscous liquid like putrid corpse blood, which continue to slide from Kuang'er's hands and feet.

Kuang'er's expression was gloomy, her eyes had all turned black, and a rancid smell lingered on Kuang'er, as if announcing to everyone that Kuang'er at this time was no longer an ordinary evil clansman.

And looking at Kuang'er's appearance at the moment, everyone present is almost no stranger.

They live in the comfortable Qin Ming Garden, but almost everyone has either wandered in the Qin Mountain, or watched the scene outside the courtyard through the courtyard wall of Qin Ming Garden. They are all too familiar with their walking dead-like kind.

It's just that the Evil Yi Clan has always thought that only the Evil Emperor has the ability to transform them from humans into the appearance of walking corpses, but they don't want the giant dragon in front of them to have the power to turn the Evil Yi people into walking corpses.

For a while, the expressions of everyone present were not good-looking.

You must know that if no one can stop this giant dragon and let this giant dragon do whatever it wants, then Qin Mingyuan will soon be reduced to a situation like in Qinshan.

And all of them may once again be reduced to the state of walking corpses, walking unconsciously in the Qinshan Mountain.

"Qi Heng ......" Looking at Kuang Er, who had no consciousness of his own, tilting his head towards himself and Qi Heng, the little white tiger hesitated to speak.

But when the words came to his mouth, the little white tiger seemed to think of something, and swallowed the words that were about to be said back into his stomach again.

Although Qi Heng has the magic to change the state of the walking dead of the Evil Yi Clan and bring the Evil Yi people back to life, Qi Heng can make the Evil Yi people live from the dead, obviously not as fast as this dragon to transform the Evil Yi people from living people to walking dead.

In the midst of this disparity in strength, the little white tiger couldn't help but feel a little more worried in his heart.

A long time ago, Little White Tiger knew from Qi Heng's many books that the person who turned the evil Yi clan into the walking dead in Qinshan was not the evil emperor.

The Evil Emperor just skillfully used the power of others to achieve the goal of trapping the Evil Yi Clan in the Qin Mountain.

As for who or what it was, so that the entire evil Yi clan trapped in Qinshan was reduced to the state of the walking dead, the little white tiger rummaged through all the books in Qi Heng's house at that time, but he never found an answer.

And right now, this roaring dragon is like a silent answer, constantly telling the little white tiger who is the culprit who caused Qinshan's current tragic situation.

Although the little white tiger wanted to know from Qi Heng if there was a magic way to break the current predicament, when it looked up at Qi Heng, it had already guessed that Qi Heng was like it at the moment, and was troubled by this matter.

In an instant, the little white tiger suddenly swallowed all the words he wanted to say into his stomach, just wanting to spare no effort to fight against the current dangerous situation.

Just when the little white tiger turned his head sharply, Kuang'er, who was moving very slowly, flashed in front of the little white tiger at some point, and opened an extremely ugly mouth, about to gnaw at the little white tiger's face.

"Be careful!" Shen Moli slashed his sword, and with the back of his sword, he shot Kuang Er, who was about to bite the little white tiger, straight out.

In a moment, Kuang Er, who was hit by the back of the sword in the chest, staggered back a few steps again, and spit out a viscous liquid from his mouth, and when he looked closely, it was a puddle of rancid corpse blood.

Under the influence of the dragon, Kuang Er at this moment has no consciousness of his own. However, the heavy blow of Dao Dao's wound on him really hurt him.

If it weren't for Shen Moli's mercy and only hitting Kuang Er with the back of the sword, Kuang Er at this moment would have been pierced through the chest by the long sword and cut through the door of life.

The rotten blood that spit out violently undoubtedly shows that Kuang'er's physical condition at this time is not good.

It's just that under the dragon's control, his eyes didn't change at all, as if he had been drained of all life, godless and empty.

The stench of rotting blood flowed all around him, and his features were deformed by the dragon as it drove him out of his mouth.

Although Kuang Er never spoke, from the condition around him, it can already be seen that his situation at the moment is not good. It's just his facial expression, but it hints to everyone that he doesn't feel the slightest sign of pain at this time.

This is the common fate of the countless evil clans in Qinshan, who are clearly seriously injured, but they can't feel the pain.

The special situation of the evil overflow clan is the pride of the evil overflow tribe. But at this moment, it became the greatest sorrow of the evil overflow clan.

Because they don't hurt their lives, even if they are seriously injured, it is extremely difficult for them to perish. They will not be able to escape into samsara, from this never-ending suffering.