"Don't!"

Seeing the third lotus petal, it was stained red by his own blood, and burst out with terrifying power, Wei Chong roared in despair, there was fire and blood in the red, he was not thirsty for killing, and he didn't want to use blood to cast the Yuan Baby, but it backfired, just because the wind was strong, so that his Yuan Baby had to be stained with blood.

Feng Yifei looked at Wei Chong in surprise, the changes in Wei Chong at this moment made him uneasy, even frightened, and he always felt that Wei Chong suddenly had a mysterious light on his body.

The light was blood-red, unreal, and contained a terrifying killing intent, as if as long as this light broke out, Wei Chong could easily kill any living being.

Even if Wei Chong resists again, the blood has been absorbed by Yuan Ying, and the third petal of the lotus seat has also been dyed red, although it is still unstable, but everything has been decided, not to mention that at this moment, Wei Chong's eyes are red, and the killing intent in his eyes is thick, he can no longer control himself, he looks up at Feng Yifei, and has a strong urge to tear Feng Yifei apart.

Although there was wind, there was no cold, but as soon as the wind flew to see Wei Chong's gaze, a chill rose straight through the bottom of his heart, and for a moment there was a sense of insignificance, and Wei Chong on the opposite side suddenly became taller.

This feeling is ridiculous, Feng Yifei was slightly stunned, came back to his senses, and said with a cruel smile: "Sure enough, there are two brushes, but it was just a test just now, and now I have to move it seriously, Holy Monarch, you have to hold on!"

"The fire dragon technique is the best thing I have learned in my life, so I will let you have a good look at it, the real power of the fire dragon technique. "Over the years, Feng Yifei has never performed the extreme realm of the fire dragon technique, but after seeing Wei Chong's gaze just now, he faintly felt. If you don't use your housekeeping skills, you will regret it.

The fire dragon technique is very powerful, but it is necessary to destroy the truly strong. There is a heavy price to pay, that is, a drop of the blood of cultivation, you must know that the blood of cultivation is extremely precious, every monk does not have a few drops, and some monks do not even have a drop.

At this moment, the wind flew and slapped his palm on his chest, and he opened his mouth to spit out a drop of cultivation blood, and the blood spread out in the air. In the blink of an eye, it melted into the air and disappeared, and the wind flew to condense the mana of the whole body, and suddenly pushed out with both palms. The fire in the palm of his hand was raging, burning the void in front of him.

The wind was surging, the sun was dim, and the whole sky seemed to turn into a dragon. Roar at the sky. roared at the ground, but the dragon's figure was blurred, appearing and disappearing, elusive.

"The fire dragon is angry!" the wind roared wildly, the fire dragon swayed, and the anger of heaven and earth all gathered, and the dragon opened its mouth violently. A red lightning bolt roared towards Wei Chong.

Wei Chong's eyes flashed red. muttered: "If you have to be bloody, why should I hesitate!"

The red lightning struck, and he didn't dodge, he reached out and grabbed it, and when he landed, there was smoke above his head, and his whole body trembled, and the electric light swam all over Wei Chong's body, Wei Chong's face was hideous, and he smiled and watched the wind fly, and the wind flew and his heart trembled.

At this moment, Wei Chong, where is he still like a human, is completely a crazy madman, his demonic nature is fully revealed, and the lightning spit out by the red-eyed dragon can destroy the monk, but when it falls on Wei Chong, it seems to make Wei Chong stronger.

Red lightning into the body, let the blood boil, like the thunder of the earth fire, perfect, Wei Chong only felt comfortable all over the body, the red color on the petals is also clearer, as long as a few more red electric rays, suck more blood, this Yuan Infant red will be completely stable, then Wei Chong will step into the peak of the early Yuan Infant, and then it will impact the middle of the Yuan Infant, that is a hurdle, after that hurdle, the next practice will be much easier.

But in the middle and late stages, there will be bottlenecks, and the bottlenecks are much more difficult than now, but those are not things that Wei Chong needs to consider at the moment, and he still has to stabilize the red petals at the moment.

Although he was frightened, the Red Flame Dragon was still there, and it had just revealed its power, there was nothing to be afraid of when Feng Yifei flew, not to mention that he was still fully prepared, if something really went wrong, it shouldn't be a problem to take down Wei Chong.

Feng Yifei's face was hideous and terrifying, he roared angrily, waved his hands, controlled the Red Flame Dragon, and quickly crashed into Wei Chong.

This Red Flame Dragon has the blood of Feng Yifei's cultivation, and it is the highest power embodiment of the Fire Dragon Technique, Feng Yifei has enough self-confidence, and this blow will not be able to stop ten Wei Chong.

But what he didn't expect was that Wei Chong didn't flinch, nor did he swing his fist to resist, but he ...... Floated up directly, spread his arms, and slammed into the air, as if he wanted to give the Red Flame Dragon a big hug.

"Wei Chong, you're just looking for death......! What are you going to do?" Feng Yifei was deeply amused by Wei Chong's suicide, but immediately saw that Wei Chong not changed his moves, his eyes were red, and even his face was like blood, terrifying to the extreme, Feng Yifei couldn't help but be a little scared, Wei Chong, who was so bloodthirsty and not afraid of death, made him feel terrified from the bottom of his heart.

"Mine, it's all mine!"

Wei Chong's face was terrifying, but his words were like a child's, like the Red Flame Dragon that pounced in the air, not only was it not deadly, it was still a bunch of toys and delicious food, but its arms suddenly lengthened, and it went around from both sides, firmly grasping the Red Flame Dragon's head.

The fingers of both hands also lengthened, and they pinched deeply into the head of the Red Flame Dragon, the Red Flame Dragon howled in pain, and its huge body swayed, and the force generated could completely move a mountain peak, but it could not shake Wei Chong.

At this moment, Wei Chong is like the earth, thick and solid, and the giant dragon can open countless openings, but for the vast land, that little scar is nothing.

Although the Red Flame Dragon is a phantom, but because of the blood of Feng Yifei's cultivation, it can also feel pain and fear, in the severe pain, in the inability to break free, the dragon fell into endless despair, this despair passed to Feng Yifei, making Feng Yifei stunned, not believing that this is the truth, but the next scene, is to kill Feng Yifei, he also does not want to believe it.

I saw Wei Chong's head suddenly become bigger, but his body did not change at all, in the blink of an eye, Wei Chong's head was a hundred zhang big, that picture, like an ant with an elephant's head, was funny and terrifying.

The Red Flame Dragon just pounced, but it was actually captured by Wei Chong's longer and bigger hands, only to see Wei Chong open his mouth violently, his mouth seemed to be able to swallow the sky, and the huge dragon head of the Red Flame Dragon was swallowed by Wei Chong in one bite, and then the thousand-foot-long dragon body also entered Wei Chong's mouth in the twist.

This scene was extremely shocking, because it was in the sky, the people of the Ghost Killing Palace, and the people under the ambush of Feng Yifei, they could all see it clearly at this moment, and they were all dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.

"If the Holy Monarch falls in love with eating dragons, I'm afraid that we will have to catch dragons every day in the future, but we will have a hard life!" Liu Chuyu laughed and teased, but everyone was in a complicated mood, no one responded, Liu Chuyu snorted coldly and felt sorry for himself in the mirror.

The Red Flame Dragon was swallowed by Wei Chong in one bite, Wei Chong returned to normal and fell to the ground, his body roared and shook the sky, Yuan Ying spun rapidly, and the red lotus petals were already stable, and they were quickly accepted by Yuan Ying.

Feng Yifei's divine sense felt a huge crisis, seeing Wei Chong's expression distorted, he knew that it was better to strike first, and then he didn't support it, and waved his hand to sacrifice a wooden sword, if he didn't use a magic weapon at this moment, then he would be a fool. (To be continued......)