A bang sound came into his ears, and just as Wang Lung was about to stop Huo Jiao, Huo Jiao, who was only five zhang away from him, actually exploded in front of Wang Lung's eyes.

Seeing everything that happened in front of him, Wang Lung was stunned, he didn't believe that Huo Jiao had the habit of committing suicide, and he blew himself up and died when he was stabbed in the tail, unless his brain was broken, and Huo Jiao self-detonated, it would not hurt Wang Lung at all, and he heard a bang in his ears, and the spatial shock caused by its self-explosion was not at all.

Soon, Wang Lung found that after he lost the trace of the fire Jiao, the scene in front of him had completely changed, and the cliff behind him was no longer smooth as a cliff, and his body was empty, as if he was in a sea of fire, as far as the eye could see, it was all fiery red color, and there was a faint flame under his feet that kept jumping, although the temperature was not high, but it made Wang Lung feel very uncomfortable.

At this time, Wang Lung had already understood, the fire Jiao was not self-detonating at all, but launched the law fusion technique, judging from the current situation alone, this is an independent space where the law of fire and the law of space are fused, as for whether there are other laws, I am afraid that I will not be able to see it clearly for a while, and I can only wait for the fire Jiao to appear and see if it will be said.

As soon as he thought of this, a hundred feet or so away from him, a thick smoke suddenly appeared, and the smoke was very strange, as if it appeared out of thin air, Wang Lung not only did not panic when he saw this, but showed a faint coldness.

The fusion technique is not so easy to perform, and it takes a lot of spiritual power to support this technique, but for the fire Jiao, I am afraid that it is consuming the energy of its own crystal nucleus, and that thick fog is just a precursor to the manifestation of the fire Jiao, Wang Lung is not surprised by this.

I think that when he was in the Lanyuan Department and the three of Ma Yan, Wang Lung had encountered the technique of law fusion, and he had also used the clone of Qi Tong, although in the space of other people's fusion, his strength would be more restricted. But Wang Lung didn't think that Huo Jiao would take this technique to the extreme, the reason was actually very simple, because in Wang Long's eyes, Huo Jiao was transformed into a crystal nucleus, a Jiaolong in the real sense, even if there was a cultivation in the infant pill stage. It doesn't necessarily have the strength of the law that the infant pill stage has, let alone this kind of very demanding fusion technique.

Sure enough, the dense fog stopped about thirty zhang away from Wang Lung, the thick fog rolled, and a vague avatar appeared.

After a minute or so, the fog gradually narrowed, and all of it rushed towards the blurry avatar. When the fog cleared, Wang Lung's eyes widened, because in front of him, a blood-red dragon appeared, but it was just a dragon head, and he couldn't see if the other person's body existed or where it was hidden.

In this regard, Wang Lung was slightly stunned, and his heart tumbled. Could it be that this space is not what he thinks, it is just a magical power exerted by Huo Jiao. Some are similar to the law fusion technique, even if this is the case, how to explain the dragon head in front of him, could it be that the fire Jiao really blew himself up, just to summon a dragon head to deal with himself, the price of doing so is too great.

Wang Lung felt incredible. However, as soon as the thought in his heart flashed, he had to give up looking for an answer, because after the dragon's head appeared clearly, his closed eyes suddenly opened, and a red light as fast as lightning shot out.

Wang Lung couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this. He didn't want to take the attack from the other party, before confirming whether the other party was a fire Jiao or a real dragon, he still looked at the opponent's strength first, and while thinking so in his heart, he stomped on the ground with his right foot, and wanted to take off to dodge, after all, the red mang was not very big, depending on the direction of his attack, he could dodge it by jumping half a meter.

But something frightened Wang Lung, although his right foot was raised and stomped down, his body did not jump to the height he wanted, but it was only a foot above the ground, and the top of his head bounced back as if he had hit an invisible wall.

This kind of change surprised Wang Lung, seeing that the red mang was about to hit him, and now it was probably too late to dodge, Wang Lung could only be ruthless about this, gritted his teeth, and blocked the war knife in his hand on the part that the red mang was about to attack.

A bang sounded in his ears, and Wang Lung felt as if he had been hit by the combined force of ten elephants, and although the red mang's attack hit the battle knife, the force generated shook him out.

Poof! Wang Lung spit out a small mouthful of blood, he didn't expect that the dragon head just hit at random, and let himself suffer a little injury, this injury is nothing to him at all, vomiting blood is just a breath just held just now to block a little blood that overflowed after the concussion of the internal organs on the throat, even so, Wang Lung also felt a trembling of the internal organs, very uncomfortable.

Turning over and standing up, Wang Lung stared at the dragon head viciously, the other party did not take advantage of his upside down to attack again, he did not think that this was the discovery of the other party's conscience, but read a word from the dragon's head gaze, contempt.

In the dragon's opinion, Wang Lung is nothing more than that, and even vulnerable, but a red mang makes Wang Lung vomit blood, and it does have proud capital, but it has no intention of sparing Wang Long, after all, Huo Jiao's purpose of ingesting Wang Lung into this space is obvious.

Seeing Wang Lung glaring at him, the dragon's head nostrils actually made a soft humming sound, and at the same time, a cloud of mist came out, his head was raised, his mouth slowly opened, and a dragon groan that resounded through the world suddenly came out of the other party's mouth, the sound was like an invisible wave, and where it passed, the faint flames on the ground were instantly extinguished.

Wang Lung thought that the other party was going to launch a spell attack when he opened his mouth, he was ready to make a strong move, and his left foot was almost on the ground, but as soon as the dragon groaned, Wang Lung quickly stopped his movements, ignoring the war knife falling to the ground, and covered his ears tightly with both hands.

Long Xiao Jiutian, this is the most basic sonic attack of the dragon clan, if the cultivator touches it, if the strength of the two is similar, as long as the shield is sacrificed, the six senses can be easily blocked, but unfortunately Wang Lung is not a cultivator, there is no shield that can be defended, he can only rely on the strong body to resist, as for covering the six senses, he has no way, he can only cover his ears with his hands, and try to reduce the damage.

But in the blink of an eye, the dragon moan made by the dragon head swept onto Wang Lung's body, and Wang Lung only felt as if his whole body had been slammed by a sledgehammer, and his body involuntarily flew out upside down again.

Looking at his blood-stained hands, Wang Lung was furious, the dragon's head made two seemingly simple attacks, and he hit them both, and the first time was okay. Unfamiliar with this space, he couldn't bounce too high to dodge, and the second time he was even more ruthless, he actually used a sonic attack against him, although his body was fine, but his ears were buzzing. There was even blood shed.

Wang Lung shouted, in addition to venting the sulkness in his heart, he also wanted to test whether his eardrum had been punctured.

Fortunately, I can still hear it, although the voice sounds a little small, but it also means that I am not deaf, but the concussion of the eardrum just now has not abated.

After confirming that he had not been injured much, Wang Lung felt much more relaxed, and the dragon head seemed to be a very random two attacks. However, I also guessed how much the other party's strength was, which was equivalent to the strength of the late Yuan Infant or the peak, and had not yet reached the strength of the distraction period, the reason why I thought so, Wang Lung knew very well in his heart that the other party was just a dragon head, but after all, it was a dragon, and its relative strength was much stronger than that of Huojiao. If the opponent's strength really reaches the distraction stage, then the injury will not be this. I'm afraid my life is gone.

After having a clear understanding of the other party's strength, Wang Lung has the bottom in his heart, even if he is seriously injured this time, he will smash this dragon head flat, one to solve the resentment of chasing Huojiao, and the other to solve the anger of being beaten by the other party to vomit blood, which is now in Wang Long's eyes. The dragon head on the opposite side has already been sentenced to death by him, and it is only a matter of time.

The idea in his heart was good, but unfortunately Wang Lung found a problem, that is, the distance between him and the dragon's head was nearly a hundred zhang, and the other party was about thirty zhang away from him just now before revealing his figure. After the two attacks, he was blasted out by the opponent for sixty or seventy zhang, the distance is not the most important, the key is that the war knife is not in his hand, but falls thirty zhang away.

Without a war knife, do you want to smash the other party with a pair of fists, it is impossible, it is not realistic at all, even if the other party is just a dragon head, it is impossible to let yourself hold it down, you must take back the war knife.

Fortunately for Wang Lung, the dragon head did not rush to launch a third attack after launching two attacks, and his position did not move a bit, which allowed Wang Lung to easily pick up the battle knife, but this was not easy to go over and squat down to pick it up, the dragon head was not stupid, and he would definitely not let him get his wish, and he had to find a way to divert the other party's attention.

Thinking of this, Wang Lung took it to heart, raised his head and glared at the other party viciously, raised his leg and rushed in the direction of the dragon's head, just a hundred zhang, but it was only two or three breaths of work to arrive, in this space, although Wang Lung could not take off, but the speed of running was not affected in any way, as long as it did not leave the ground more than one foot, he could change direction freely.

For what Wang Lung did, the dragon head was slightly stunned, and then opened its big mouth again, this time, it did not continue to cast the dragon roar for nine days, but a red flame emerged from its mouth, the flame was very small, just like Wang Lung's fist, but its flickering light made it impossible to look at directly.

For the flame in the dragon's mouth, Wang Lung only glanced at it and looked away, it was very dazzling, unable to look directly, this was Wang Lung's most direct feeling, he didn't know why the dragon head wanted to release this flame, he didn't care about it at all, the speed soared again, as if he was bent on rushing to the dragon's head to hit the other party's black-eyed posture.

For Wang Lung's movements, the dragon head seemed even more indifferent, and when his mouth opened to the limit, the flame fell to the ground, and with a soft pop, a thick layer of mist rose, and after the flame landed, it was directly hidden in the mist.

Seeing this, Wang Lung frowned slightly, and wondered in his heart that the mist formed by the flames was a barrier that could block his route, but this thought flashed in his mind, and a sneer came out in his heart, no matter what tricks the other party played, his purpose was not to fight hand-to-hand with the other party, but to take back his own war knife, with the knife in hand, even if the dragon head was as solid as a rock, it would be broken.

Everything seemed to be very slow, but in fact, it was completed in the blink of an eye, and the flames fell to the ground to form a mist, and the mist fluttered in the direction where Wang Lung was, and the thick fog was filled, but the covering area was very small, only ten zhang square, but what was in the mist, Wang Lung didn't know.

Wang Lung didn't care about the change of the mist, and when he ran to a place three zhang away from the war knife, he rolled and grabbed the handle of the knife in the palm of his hand, he didn't expect that the war knife would return to his hand so easily, and the fog released by the dragon head was still thirty or forty zhang away from him, even if there was a conspiracy, it was enough to deal with it.

Seeing Wang Lung fall to the ground and roll, and there was an extra war knife in his hand, the dragon head was furious, and he felt that he had been played by Wang Lung, and let out a roar like a dragon's groan.

Wang Lung was stunned when he saw this, although the buzzing sound in his ears was still there, but it had weakened a lot, and the fog rolled at the same time, as if accompanied by a rumbling sound, as if there were many war horses hiding in it to break through the fog.

Because the tinnitus was not very clear, Wang Lung didn't know what was in the dense fog, but looking at its tumbling speed, there must be something hidden in it that he didn't know, and he was afraid that there would be no answer based on unfounded guesses, so Wang Lung stopped and waited for the fog to drift towards him.

For him, no matter how powerful the flames and fog were, since the war knife had been retracted, if he wanted to leave this sea of fire, he had to subdue the dragon head, and he couldn't blindly dodge, that would not solve the problem.

However, Wang Lung didn't wait long, the speed of the dense fog was not fast, and it was only a breath or two, the tumbling thick fog actually opened a mouth, and a fiery red shadow rushed out of the dense fog, and before Wang Lung could see clearly, another fiery red shadow came out, and then, the opening of the dense fog became larger and larger, and the shadow that came out of it became larger and larger.

After about a minute or so, the fog became lighter and lighter, and soon disappeared, and by this time, Wang Lung had already seen clearly what those shadows were that came out.

It turned out to be some strange fire beasts, from the appearance of which it is impossible to tell what kind of them are, the small ones are like rabbits, and the big ones are similar to ordinary horses, but these fire beasts only have shapes, and the eyes, mouth, nose and mouth are not at all, and the flames on the body are popping up, as if they are alive.

After a rough count, there were more than thirty fire beasts that sprang out of the dense fog, and it seemed that these fire beasts were all differentiated from the flames spit out by the dragon's head, but I don't know what means they have.

However, Wang Lung didn't worry too much, but looked at the bodies of those fire beasts, because there was a faint silver light in their bodies that flashed and disappeared, although it was very vague, but Wang Lung could still see it, which was what he was most concerned about and puzzled. (To be continued......)