.

Chu Zihang tried hard to use Junyan to support the flame's protective ring.

While Beowulf was affected by flames, he was also affected by inexplicable magma, but unlike Beowulf's unexpected surprise.

Chu Zihang, who was extremely sensitive to the fire element, quickly burst out with the Speech Spirit.

but!

Chu Zihang stared at the shrinking flame circle around him. He was now like a balloon squeezed by a waterfall, about to collapse under powerful pressure, and the price after the collapse!

Chu Zihang glanced at the stones under his feet that were no longer hard, just like wax that was about to be at the ignition point, and any little force could leave shape on it.

Beowulf, who faced the Spirit of Word, faced more terrifying pressure than Chu Zihang. The flames burned his dragon scale armor and his arms.

A powerful penetration force fell on his arms crossed in front of his chest, pushing him towards the cliff behind him, like a flock of flaming birds flowing from both sides.

His rock-bearing feet left a huge long groove on the ground, pushing him little by little.

Now Beowulf is like a boulder in the middle of the riverbed, slowly moving towards the edge of the waterfall under the impact of the rapids, but the impact of the rapids is not a cool water curtain, but a magma that can melt the rocks.

The blood explosion was opened to the second degree in his body, but even so, he was still facing terrifying high temperature pressure. At the second degree, his dragon scales that could even defend RPG were actually starting to melt, and their speed was increasing.

The faster it was, it was like a nail rubbing against the air at high speed. The burning of internal muscles made him on the verge of collapse.

Beowulf's face became worse and worse. He turned around and stared at the cliff less than two meters away, with an extremely serious expression in his whole body.

finally!

He gritted his teeth suddenly!

The face eroded by lava suddenly raised up, and under the dense steel dragon scales, a pair of golden dragon eyes suddenly became bright!

Extremely bright!

"Three degrees of blood explosion!" The fine dragon scales under Beowulf's face began to swell wildly, becoming hard, and scarlet liquid burst out from the gums.

"open!"

roar!

The roar of the beast resounded through the mountains and forests, and the roaring black tyranny suddenly pushed the lava away briefly.

A monster wrapped in bone dragon scales jumped up from the spot instantly, and then stared at Lu Mingfei, who was spitting in a short distance with a hungry wolf-like look.

The two monsters looked at each other!

The idea of ​​hatred almost turns into substantial hedging.

Lu Mingfei, who dived into the ground like an arrow from the string.

The air was swept by a hurricane, and the flames followed closely. The trembling tear made Nuonuo's eardrums break. Fortunately, the explosion had no follow-up after it calmed down.

The flames subsided, Lu Mingfei squatted down and retreated with his left leg!

The strength gathers the waist and hips, and the sharpness gathers the fingers.

Beowulf in front of him had his hands like a wolf and his eyes like a tiger.

Next second!

Two figures intertwined

The black and red blood waterfall ink is like a sprinkling in the air,

Lu Mingfei stood in place, at the end of his straight arm, a monster that looked like a human figure was lifted by Lu Mingfei in the palm of his hand.

But the bad thing is that this body has only the upper body, and the bloody liquid drips down the fracture, but before it can completely fall into the ground, it evaporates by the surrounding high temperature, leaving behind a hot steam.

The hot liquid also flowed into Lu Mingfei's wrist towards his chest. Lu Mingfei, with a ferocious face, stared at the flowing blood with his fierce eyes, just like a curious little tiger leaping and having just been born.

little rabbit.

Novelty, confusing, and with terrifying desires.

Bloodthirsty desire!

Bang!

Behind Lu Mingfei, only two legs stood on the mud-like ground, and his burly thighs were covered with white dragon scales, which were supported by the twisted muscles inside.

Among the horrified pupils, the legs suddenly exploded on the spot, and countless fragments turned into blood mist, which melted into steam and fell to the ground.

Bang!

At the same time, there was the upper body in Lu Mingfei's hand. Beowulf could no longer see the human figure, and the figure exploded in Lu Mingfei's novel eyes.

The blood was splashing everywhere and the unexpected Lu Mingfei looked on.

Lu Mingfei, who was completely aroused by blood, could no longer hold back.

He became crazy, furious, he pounced on the bloody ground, half of his tongue licked the blood on the ground, he sucked, he hesitated, bloody down his throat and entered his body,

At this moment, he seemed to satisfy the wishes of all cells, just like a hungry body soaking into a fountain. Every cell in his body was sucking in big mouths.

He laughed wildly, sharply, and the dragon scales all over his body trembled like wind chimes.

The sprinkled blood dripped from above along his forehead, and the evil ghost showed the ferocity to the fullest.

Amid the shocked expressions of Chu Zihang and Nono, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Like a God of Death's Smile.

Bang!

Lu Mingfei, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly exploded, and a deep hole the size of a bowl cracked from his back. The splashing blood was scattered back like a fountain.

In Chu Zihang and Nuonuo's horrified eyes, the crack spread to the front chest, and then an open gap was opened in the entire chest.

Beowulf still never surrendered. In the face of powerful power, he used his life to swear the loyalty of his most dragon-slaying faith!

He left his own medal on the dragon's body.

Lu Mingfei stared at the blurry world in a daze. It was already evening, and the sunset made the air red.

It's so strange, why is it so red like blood? Today is really not a lucky day.

Lu Mingfei shook his head, and it seemed as if he saw his senior brother pounced on him at the end of his sight.

He staggered and his expression was nervous. His mouth wide open seemed to be roaring, but what was roaring?

This damn ear doesn't seem to be able to hear it.

But look at the senior brother's expression,

Is someone going to die?

Who will it be?

Who is it?

Lu Mingfei's brain hurts like a needle piercing into the crack of his nails.

Then he fell heavily to the ground,

The hideous dragon head swayed heavily on the ground.

...

...

"It seems to be over, brother." Xia Mi stood beside Fu Nian, lifting her feet and looking at the darkness in the distance.

"It should be." The calmness in Fu Nian's pupils gradually sinks, and a simple and gentle smile rises actively.

Gu Gu

"Brother seems to be very disappointed?" Xia Mi smiled and glanced at her squinted eyes.

"Aren't Xia Mi very disappointed? Nothing appeared, not even a drop of water."

"No, it didn't happen because the matter is not over yet, and it's not yet." Xia Mi said with a smile.

"It's not over yet?" Fu Nian paused.

"Of course not yet." Xia Mi pinched her chin and was in my control.

...

...

Chicago

Kassel College,

In a luxurious office

A squirrel jumped around on the bookshelf, occasionally grabbing the green ivy hanging down beside him, rippling like a monkey in the ocean of books. The big furry tail behind him swept on the bookshelf next to him, and a red wine

The bottle dripped from the bookshelf,

Then he smashed heavily under the bookshelf and collapsed on the man's head on the floor.

laugh!
To be continued...