In the face of Fengchen's anger, the molten dragon only smiled contemptuously, and the huge body that was originally entrenched also stood up slightly at this moment, obscuring the crimson moonlight that could have shone on Fengchen's face, and at the same time making Fengchen have to look up at the molten dragon. \ "Boy, so you want a less humiliating way to die" The molten dragon looked down at the wind and dust, and said condescendingly, the disdain in the corners of his eyes was overflowing, and the spiritual pressure completely crushed the wind and dust, and the momentum was violent.
At this moment, the spiritual pressure of the molten dragon was almost completely released, and the spiritual pressure that covered the five levels of wind and dust suppressed it to death, as if there were thousands of catties of boulders pressed all over the body, and it was almost unable to move its body for a moment, trembling weakly.
Sweat flowed like rain, falling on the wind and dust, and in an instant, the clothes wrapped in the wind and dust were soaked.
In this case, although Fengchen's eyes were a little frightened and afraid, they were more angry and unwilling, dyeing a pair of bright eyes with a unique look, and his gaze was also sharp and abnormal, stabbing at the molten dragon without a trace of concealment, making the molten dragon uncomfortable for a while.
"Boy, you are talking, if you don't speak, how do I know how you want to die haha, could it be that you think of dying, and you can't even say anything" Avoiding Feng Chen's gaze, the molten dragon teased Feng Chen.
Regarding the molten dragon's flirtatious words, Fengchen still treated him coldly, and did not respond half-soundly, and he was cold and arrogant.
Of course, Fengchen is not afraid, but in this situation, "those who are suppressed by spiritual pressure are even inconvenient to move, don't talk nonsense or anything, there is no use in wasting energy" The advantage of the tongue was completely abandoned by Fengchen at this time.
"Cut, boy, you provoked me, and now you don't say a word, do you think that doing this will make me not make a move on you, don't be delusional, since you regret it now, don't make such a stupid move just now.
Now, no matter what happens, you need to pay for the mistakes you made" Seeing that Fengchen actually didn't say a word, the molten dragon was finally completely furious.
No longer verbosing with the wind and dust, the molten dragon jerked its arrogant head upward, and the spiritual pressure that had been suppressed by the wind and dust converged a lot, gathering towards the proud head of the molten dragon.
Most of the surrounding aura was emptied in an instant, and the convergence point was undoubtedly the proud head of the molten dragon, or to be precise, the mouth of the molten dragon.
With the disappearance of the aura, the spiritual pressure converged and soared, and the original fiery red head of the molten dragon was shining with a dazzling fiery red light at this moment.
The long body was completely still at this moment, and it also emitted a faint fiery red light, and transmitted waves of spiritual power to gather at the highest point of the skull, forming in the mouth of the molten dragon.
As if intimidated by the spiritual pressure of the molten dragon's oscillation at this moment, or disturbed by the wind, sand and rocks that were convoluted by the spiritual pressure of the molten dragon, Fengchen involuntarily took a few steps back, and the sharpness and sharpness of his eyes were briefly lost at this moment.
However, when he saw it, or vaguely felt that it was hidden under the fiery red light, a contemptuous gaze shot at him, but his retreating steps stopped, and he immediately stepped forward: "How can you retreat and dodge because of this" Fengchen's eyes became firm again.
I don't know if it's an illusion or something else, when Fengchen's footsteps stepped forward, the contemptuous gaze that he originally felt was gone, and even made the person Fengchen in a trance, and he couldn't figure out whether Fang Cai was a psychological effect, or if the molten dragon really projected that kind of gaze.
"Forget it, it's not important" Fengchen shook his head to shake off the doubt, his eyes stared straight ahead: he could only vaguely see a fiery red light, and his hands clenched into a pair of fists.
"Are you going to die here?"
a desperate thought suddenly appeared in his mind, quickly occupied his brain and refused to retreat.
The whole body is already covered with scaly wounds at this moment, if it weren't for the molten dragon's hand, "I'm afraid I'm not completely limb now" Leng Tomb pursed a trace of blood red at the corner of his mouth, and there was a wry smile on his face that had been hanging for a long time.
The tattered body was grabbed by a sharp claw at this moment, which was enough to crush the cold tomb completely after clenching it, and it didn't do such a frenzied act at this moment, but just pressed the cold tomb firmly on the red earth, making it unable to move.
This claw naturally belongs to the molten dragon, and at this moment, a huge dragon head is also very close to the cold tomb, it is better to say that the molten dragon is actually poking its head out at this time, looking at the cold tomb that is pressed to the ground by itself and cannot move.
Bursts of smoke erupted from his nostrils, sometimes even the dragon's whiskers floating on the sidelines were gone.
Perhaps choking on the smoke exhaled by the molten dragon, Leng Tomb couldn't help coughing, and suddenly the pain and wounds all over his body were aroused, and a feeling of comfort spread throughout his body, almost making Leng Tomb cry.
Ignoring the pain of Cold Tomb, the molten dragon pressed Cold Tomb like this, and said: "Boy, now you can't run away, you say I should kill you, or kill you, or kill you" The molten dragon seemed to be joking, but the tone made Cold Tomb not feel the meaning of joking at all, it was a tone of indifference to the extreme.
Leng Tomb has no doubt that even if he chooses to beg for mercy from the molten dragon now, as long as the other party's heart finally decides to kill him, the claws of the molten dragon will directly crush him in the next second.
Therefore, Leng Tomb could only squeeze out a wry smile and replied: "Can there be a fourth option, there seems to be no difference between these three options... ” "Oh, I almost forgot to tell you, there is still a difference between the three options."
The molten dragon suddenly looked like he had a sudden realization.
"What is the difference" A hint of cunning flashed in the cold tomb eyes, and it was immediately covered up and replaced by a good color.
"The difference is that the first one to kill you is to pinch you directly with your claws.
The second one kills you and burns you with fire.
The third one who kills you is eating you directly.
Look, isn't there a big difference" The molten dragon said with a smile, a pair of dragon eyes narrowed into a slit at the moment, but it was difficult for Leng Tomb to find a little kindness from this copy's kind face.
"There is a difference, your sister" Leng Tomb scolded secretly in his heart, but his mouth began to talk nonsense: "Is it true that there is really some difference...
But then again, senior, I don't think we can choose these three options at all. ” "Don't choose why" The molten dragon seemed to be interested.
"Look, anyway, the time is almost up, as long as the time comes, my test will be considered a failure, and I will still die at that time, why bother with your predecessors to do it yourself, right, besides, I am such a humble cultivator, it is my honor to die at the hands of your predecessors, but your hands are stained with my blood, but it is disrespectful to you, isn't it better to let the dead toad outside dirty his hands" Cold Tomb began to lure the molten dragon step by step, and even did not hesitate to slander the flame toad.
"Does that sound reasonable," the molten dragon nodded a little unexpectedly, and even the claws that suppressed Cold Tomb loosened a little at this time, making Cold Tomb's body loosen.
However, before the cold tomb could completely relax, thinking that the molten dragon had indeed been moved by himself, the claws swooped down again, pressing the cold tomb directly into the dirt, bottomless.
"But I'm tempted to kill you kid right now, what can I do," the molten dragon's voice came.
"Ahem," was suddenly pressed into the deep soil, choked on the dirt that leaked into his mouth, and Leng Tomb's body trembled involuntarily under the pain, but under the claws of the molten dragon, it could only shake slightly.
The part that was directly touched by the claws was also in pain at this moment because of the trembling of the body, touching the wound.
Holding back this pain, Leng Tomb continued to make efforts: "Haha, if you want to kill me, you're really joking."
Having said that, this soil is quite comfortable, thank you seniors for your understanding, and found me such a good rest environment. ” didn't choose to tear his face with the molten dragon, although the other party was already torn his face, Leng Tomb didn't dare to do this, so he could only continue to laugh and talk nonsense with the molten dragon to delay time.
At this time, there is still one minute left before the test is over.
"Yes, this soil is very comfortable inside, so in that case, it is better for you to bury it in it for the rest of your life, how" The molten dragon laughed coldly, and the coldness of his voice made Leng Tomb's body tremble, and then it became cold.
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"Senior, you're joking again, although it's quite comfortable to lie here, but to be buried here for the rest of your life, that taste is not comfortable."
A drop of cold sweat flowed from Leng Tomb's forehead, for fear that the molten dragon would press it under his claws when he spoke.
"Boy, don't joke you know it very well in your own heart, and I won't continue to talk to you.
No matter what, I won't let you go today, whoever makes your companion die is going to annoy me, you wait until you go to hell, blame your companion.
The molten dragon seemed to be tired of continuing to entangle with the cold tomb, and his face completely cooled, and at the same time, the spiritual pressure of his whole body completely exploded, suppressing the cold tomb lying on the ground, making it unable to move freely, and the claws slowly lifted.
"Annoyed by, it must be the trouble that Fengchen kid did something.。。。
While trying to move his body, Leng Tomb Heart was thinking about the meaning of the Molten Dragon's words.
The attitude of the molten dragon changed suddenly, and the change made the cold tomb a little inexplicable: it was clear that the previous second was still fighting more harmoniously, and the next second the molten dragon suddenly burst out with all its strength.
At this time, Leng Tomb, who was originally at a disadvantage, was caught off guard, and even if he was caught by the molten dragon, he was pressed to the ground motionless, and now he was about to end up being killed by the molten dragon's claws.
Originally, Leng Tomb was still very puzzled by the change of the molten dragon, but after hearing that the molten dragon said that his companion had annoyed him, Leng Tomb immediately understood that it must have been something done by Fengchen.
"Under normal circumstances, Shi Yu himself can't defeat the other party, and he won't think about defeating or killing the other party, so there is no problem on Shi Yu's side.
And Fengchen's side, according to the temper of this beast, is a little arrogant, but it is not too excessive, so there will be no problems on Fengchen's side at first.
But when Fengchen realizes that he can't kill this beast, and this beast himself is a bit cheap, I'm afraid it will still anger Brother Fengchen.
In this way, it is not certain that Fengchen will say something.
Alas, this is also true.
Leng Tomb sighed helplessly, although he thought clearly about the possible reasons for the matter, he didn't have any solution.
It's impossible to ask him to run and beat Fengchen now, don't say that he can't do it, even if he can do it, Leng Tomb won't do it: "Our last hope may be in Fengchen's body, even if it's because of Fengchen's kid who caused me to be in my current situation, so what, if Fengchen can't help it, then it's a death both horizontally and vertically, what's the difference between early death and late death" So, "I'm not going to blame my companions," Cold Tomb burst out laughing at the molten dragon's imminent falling claws.
Because of Leng Tomb's sudden smile, the claws that the molten dragon was about to fall stopped, looked at Leng Tomb with puzzled eyes, and finally opened his mouth: "Boy, you can still laugh when you are dying" The words were full of confusion.
"Why can't I laugh Obviously, such a funny thing appeared in front of me, and not laughing is not my personality at all."
Leng Tomb's face was still smiling, and there was no trace of panic between his words, as if he looked down on life and death at this moment.
"What's funny, say it and listen to it, maybe you talk about it, I forgot to kill you."
It seemed that he suddenly became interested in the funny things that Leng Tomb said, and the molten dragon restrained the spiritual pressure a little, and looked at Leng Tomb with great interest.
"If you want to hear it or not, it's funny for me, but it may not be for you."
Cold Tomb shook his head unexpectedly to the molten dragon, as if he didn't want to tell the molten dragon about it.
It's just that if you can look closely, you can find the cunning hidden in the corners of the cold tomb's eyes.
Moreover, what should be immediately noticed is that Cold Tomb's name for the molten dragon has changed from your predecessor to you.
It's a pity that the molten dragon didn't find out, and he was successfully aroused by Leng Tomb's prevaricating tone: "Anyway, there is still a minute to go, as long as you pay attention, it is enough to kill him at the last moment, now listen to him." ” With such a thought in his heart, the surface of the molten dragon became impatient, the spiritual pressure soared again, the claws gradually gathered spiritual power, and a strong killing intent wrapped around Leng Tomb's body, making Leng Tomb's body cold: "Boy, you have to figure out your current position, I am willing to listen to that is your honor, if you are not willing to say it, then I will kill you now." ” As he spoke, the claw spirit shook violently, and it really had a tendency to fall
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