Chapter 237: The breath of death

"Call, finally passed the first fire of the soul."
The blood dragon merges with the first soul fire, and the second soul fire outside the kilometer lights up.
Looking at the second soul fire, Ye Chenfeng found that the flame of its burning was much stronger than the fire of the first group, and the flame was doubled, which shows that the soul power contained in it is stronger.
Ye Chenfeng stood in the same place, quietly adjusted for a while, restored the soul of consumption, slowly walked over, and approached the fire of the second group of souls.
Ye Chenfeng is close, a violent, violent soul power blows in the face, and the burning fire of the soul instantly turns into a sword-toothed tiger that is tens of meters long and has a sharp fang like a sharp sword. Ye Chenfeng screamed loudly.
"Four times of soul power!"
Feeling the soul of the saber-toothed tiger, the blood dragon roared, carrying the chilling dragon, flying at a very fast speed.
The body of the saber-toothed tiger is already very large, but in front of the blood dragon, the saber-toothed tiger is small like a kitten, but its attack power is terrible, sharp tiger claws, sharp teeth, constantly damaging the dragon's dragon scales. Directly attack the soul of Ye Chenfeng.
"Hey!"
The soul is constantly hurt, and the blood dragon has not slowed down the offensive. It screams and screams, and fiercely counterattacks, and the saber-toothed tiger is fiercely killed on the road of will.
"Hey!"
The sharp tiger claw of the saber-toothed tiger tore a hole in the belly of the blood dragon, and the mouth of the blood dragon bites off the shoulder of the saber-toothed tiger, and swallows it.
The saber-toothed tiger's shoulder entered the blood dragon's belly, and immediately turned into a soul flame, burning the soul of Ye Chenfeng, but with the fusion of the soul flame, the soul of the blood dragon has improved.
The stab-toothed tiger's endurance is terrible, letting the body be hurt, still does not reduce the fierce attack. One dragon and one tiger battled for three days and three nights on the road of will, and the huge body became scarred.
If it is not Ye Chenfeng's willpower exceeds that of ordinary people, such high-intensity consumption, high-intensity damage has long been stuck.
"Swallowing!"
Finally, the saber-toothed tiger with serious body damage can't resist the fierce attack of the blood dragon. The broken body was torn by the dragon claws of the blood dragon, and turned into a hot soul flame, which melted into the blood dragon. in.
The soul flame contained in the saber-toothed tiger is far better than the one-horned giant rhinoceros. The soul of Ye Chenfeng’s soul is more painful and persistent.
But with the fire of the saber-toothed tiger all melted into the blood dragon, the huge body of the blood dragon has grown a hundred meters longer, and the ‘wang’ word on the forehead is more clear.
"Call, three days to extinguish the second soul of the fire, do not know how long it takes to extinguish the soul of the third soul." Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath, adjusted the interest rate for a while, continued to move forward, close to the first Sancha, exuding the fire of a mammoth like a white light.
With a height of more than 50 meters, like a hill, the mammoths filled with the power of destruction are fighting together.
At the same time, the test failed, and the mysterious tortoise and the black magic that were sent by the Fuling to the bottom of the cave were met at the bottom of the trench.
"Why, you have failed."
Xuangui Wang squinted his eyes and looked at the cold, so the black magic that could not speculate on his inner thoughts, whispered.
"That test is hard for you and me. I have a feeling that the Fuling is deliberately difficult for us. The purpose is to let Ye Chenfeng get the inheritance of this cave." The black magic said sullenly.
"You and my strength are higher than that of Ye Chenfeng. Why Fuling chose him to be the successor of this cave house." Xuangui Wang said reluctantly.
There is a feeling in the depths of the heart. If you can inherit the Dongfu inheritance, you can turn into a powerful sacred beast, cross the second thunder, and fly to the emptiness of the heavens.
"I think that Ye Chenfeng should have got something in the mysterious cemetery and got the approval of the spirit."
Thinking of the giant tomb, the Dark Lord guessed that the treasures in the tomb were absolutely precious.
"Mom, I knew that the kid was so good, so we should kill him in desperation." Xuangui Wang said with a sulking voice, the voice was full of remorse.
"In fact, it is not a bad thing to let him get the submarine Dongfu inheritance. As long as you and I guard this place, I am afraid that he will not run." The black devil said: "When you kill him, everything in him will be Ours."
"Well, we are here, we must not let him run!"
Xuangui Wang nodded, and ambushed the black magic ambush at the entrance of the seabed Dongfu, waiting for Ye Chenfeng to appear.
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"Strong, too strong, this mammoth fire is too strong."
The blood dragon and the mammoth battled for five days and five nights, and still failed to win the game.
After five days and five nights of fierce smothering, the blood dragon became scarred, the body dragon scale damage was serious, and the mammoth was more and more brave, and the fierce impact continued to hit the huge body of the blood dragon.
"Successful sword!"
Since the power of the blood dragon alone, it is impossible to kill the mammoth. The soul of Ye Chenfeng’s soul is thin and full of swords. It is mapped out in the mouth of the blood dragon. The rapid attack is like a huge body.
The sharpness of the attack power of the full sword is even more damaging to the soul.
Ye Chenfeng dared to take the road of will, it is the attack power of relying on the full sword.
The violent mammoth attacked the full sword of the blood dragon, and the huge body was immediately riddled with holes, and a hot white flame blazed and burned the air.
The mammoth screams, the soul flame burns fiercely, and its huge body suddenly accelerates, crushing the scarred blood dragon at an extremely fast speed.
"Successful swords, swordsmanship vortex."
The mammoth is crushed with a terrible impact. The endless sword continues to spur the huge body of the bleeding dragon, forming a group of high-speed swinging sword light vortex, sweeping the mammoth like a huge body. Crazy strangled.
Soon, the mammoth body was smashed by a full sword, and the fierce soul fire poured into the scarred body of the blood dragon, tempering the soul of Ye Chenfeng.
After the third smashing fire, the soul of Ye Chenfeng has increased a lot, the will is more determined, and the blood dragon has evolved by four-fifths, and will soon be completely evolved into a blood dragon king.
Once the blood dragon has evolved into a blood dragon king, the grasp of Ye Chenfeng’s path of will will be greatly enhanced.
After about four hours, Ye Chenfeng’s soul completely blended with the fire of the mammoth, and the soul has more than doubled, and the blood dragon has become more terrible.
But when Ye Chenfeng continued to move forward, close to the fire of the fourth group of Titans, his keen soul perceives terrible danger in the fire of the Titans.
The next moment, the hot flame turned into a hundred-meter-long Titan python, the power of the majestic soul flame, and the blood dragon in the air.
When the blood dragon and the Titans fought together, Ye Chenfeng felt tremendous pressure, and the blood dragon's offensive was completely suppressed. Even if Ye Chenfeng used a full sword, he could not regain the passive situation.
"Hey!"
The Titans screamed, and the tail of the devastating power was slammed into the huge body of the blood dragon. The terrible soul directly shattered its huge body.
The next moment, the Titan cockroach's big mouth continued to grow bigger and bite in the neck of the blood dragon.
Looking at the Titan's sharp fangs inserted into the blood dragon's neck, a heartbreaking pain passed into the soul of Ye Chenfeng.
As the dragon's huge faucet was bitten off by the Titans, there was a crisscross in his soul. At this moment, death was so real, he smelled the breath of death.