"Demon King, if you let me go, I'll tell you where that young man is. The Red Flame Dragon said to the green-bearded old man in a very hoarse voice.

Obviously, the Red Flame Jiaolong was hurt a lot by the blow just now, and even his voice became hoarse.

"Lord Demon King, Lingchen was put into the big pit above by it. Ye Si came to the side of the green-bearded old man, tugged at his dark green sleeves, and cried.

Ye Si had already stopped crying at first, but when the green-bearded old man talked about Shi Lingchen again, the tears in Ye Si's eyes poured out uncontrollably, and Xi Chen and Luo Xiyi, who were behind him, also lowered their heads and looked at the ground sadly.

Although the old man with the green beard is a demon beast and the demon king of the Red Flame Dragon, Ye Si just doesn't know why, so trusting the old man with the green beard from the bottom of his heart may be the inexplicable intimacy in Ye Si's heart.

"Below that is the center of the Demon Flame Earth, with the extremely high temperature of the Demon Flame Molten Pulp, he should be hopeless. The green-bearded old man heard Ye Si's words, his face instantly darkened, and he said in a low voice.

Ye Si heard the words of the green-bearded old man, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, she collapsed, she squatted on Tianhe Aya, buried her beautiful face in the black dress, and cried bitterly.

"Lingchen! Lingchen! You must still be alive, you must be alive. Ye Si sobbed, put his hand on his head, and cried bitterly.

Ye Si's crying appearance was very heart-wrenching, and Xi Chen and Luo Xiyi behind them also heard the words of the green-bearded old man, and their eyes turned red instantly, and tears flowed out of their eyes.

"Lingchen must be fine, his life is big!" Xi Chen covered his eyes with his hands and said with a crying voice.

At this moment, the green-bearded old man waved his sleeves, and in an instant, pieces of green leaves flew directly towards the Red Flame Jiaolong from his cuffs.

The Red Flame Dragon looked at the flying green leaves in horror, and felt that the Grim Reaper had already swung its scythe towards him, and a strong sense of death surged over him.

At this moment, the molten slurry in the Red Flame Dragon's body was surging rapidly, and its heart was still shining with a flickering red light.

Immediately, the Red Flame Dragon cocked the spikes on its tail to face the green leaves that were flying towards him, and then a column of molten slurry erupted from the spikes on his tail and shot towards the green leaves of the old greenbeard's hair.

"Burning Beast Crystal, it's still a little backbone, but it's too naïve. ”

The green-bearded old man looked at the pillars of molten slurry that erupted from the tail of the Red Flame Dragon.

Burning beast crystals is the last resort of the demon beast clan, and they will only be used when they want to die, which is also their last dignity.

Burning the beast crystals in their bodies will make the demon beasts ignore the blood pressure between the demon beasts, and it will also make their full attributes soar, but the beast crystals will disappear after burning, and then the demon beasts will still not be able to escape the fate of death, so this is why they are the last dignity.

"But you're naïve. The old man with the green beard shouted angrily.

Immediately, those green leaves were directly spliced into a six-leaf shield, rotating at high speed to resist the gushing molten lava, and after those molten slurries hit the six-leaf shield, they were instantly bounced away, and the six-leaf shield continued to press towards the Red Flame Dragon, pressing step by step.

Seeing the six-leaf shield slowly coming towards him, the Red Flame Jiaolong closed his eyes, he knew that he had nothing to do, this was from absolute oppression, he had retained his last dignity, he had no regrets.

Immediately, the six-leaf shield had already come to the body of the Red Flame Dragon, and the moment the six-leaf shield came to the front of the Red Flame Dragon, it instantly flew apart, turned into pieces of independent blades, and directly passed through the body of the Red Flame Dragon, and the body of the Red Flame Dragon was like a piece of tofu, and it was directly pierced by those blades smoothly.

Subsequently, all that was left on the river that day was a three-meter-long corpse with blood slowly remaining.

"Alright, let's go find Lingchen!" The green-bearded old man, with his eyes closed, turned his head sideways, and opened his eyes again.

Because the greenbearded old man didn't want to see it, the red flame dragon that he had been killed, closed his eyes.