Chapter 143: 【Fragrance 10 Miles】

Tang Mubai's pupils deflated and his heart accelerated.
Chased the master among the half-orcs and came to the canyon.
This is really a surprise!
The fire tree growing on the ground in the center of the canyon is not ordinary trees.
The rich scent floating in the air highlights its strangeness.
That's right.
This is a spirit tree!
A dozen red fruits on the tree are alien fruits!
Although I do n’t know which grade these different fruits belong to, from the left and right sides of the fire tree, the number of non-human life gathered at the moment is more than one hundred, and the breath of each one is extremely powerful. You can judge the grade of the fruit, not too low!
One side is a half-orc, one side is a dinosaur, or a sickle dragon among dinosaurs!
The tallest sickle dragon is larger than the fire tree, and exceeds 40 meters.
Stood on the ground, nearly 100 meters in length, with his mouth closed one by one, his sickle claws placed across his chest.
A breath of terror, mixed with faint coercion, kept hitting the whole body's void, rippling.
Lord level!
Obviously, this largest sickle dragon belongs to the lord level.
On the side of the half-orc, a half-orc that has been animalized and bears a cow's head, with muscles all over it, and a height of nearly four meters, has released a breath that is also terrifying.
Highlights its lord-level identity.
The two parties, with a distance of about ten meters, snarled and roared at each other, and faced off.
Half orcs, sickle dragons, every one is murderous, looking at the fruit on the fire tree while looking at each other with hatred.
"So, these fruits have not yet fully matured?"
Tang Mubai stood on the edge of the cliff, looked down for a moment, and raised the corner of his mouth.
The reason why the half-orc and the sickle dragon did not break out is not that they fear each other, but that the fruit is not fully mature!
Once they are fully mature, it is the moment for them to compete!
"It seems that I came at the right time." Tang Mubai's eyes rolled and his heart counted.
Kill it, kill it as you like.
The more died, the better for him.
Tang Mubai is not very demanding, a dozen fruits, three are enough!
In the center of the gorge, half-orcs and sickle dragons confront each other, waiting for the fruit to mature.
Tang Mubai was motionless on the cliff, waiting for the fruit to ripen.
This is just a few hours.
The sunlight from the sky changed from the warm morning to the fiery noon.
The temperature in the canyon is getting higher and higher.
Half-orc, sickle dragon, each sweating heavily, but no one stepped back, but as the temperature increased, the atmosphere became more and more tense.
Finally, when the temperature in the canyon reached its peak at noon—
Hum ~
The void suddenly shuddered.
The still fire tree, as if on fire, suddenly burned.
It is amazing that the leaves, trunk, and fruit have not been burned by the flames.
Instead bathed in a fire, exuding a strong breath.
The strange scent of the fruit is at its highest point at this moment, with a rich flavor and a fragrance of ten miles.
"Roar!" "Aw!" "Ang ~!"
Half-orcs and sickle dragons roared and roared as the fire trees ignited, and charged each other.
Rumble!
Earthquake trembles, smoke billowing.
At this moment, the atmosphere becomes chaotic, the gravel on both sides of the cliff keeps dropping.
The half-orc's blood-colored air column swept through the bombardment, making holes on the ground and cliffs.
The claws of the sickle dragon cut the air and tear the cliff.
A sudden collision, hundreds of half-orcs and sickle dragons, entered a state of fiery heat.
Roar, roar, howling sound, resounding through the canyon.
The tacit understanding is that the two parties are not close to the fire tree, but fight on the left and right sides.
More than 300 meters away, the half-orc and sickle dragon died, and Tang Mubai could not recover the lost vitality.
However, Tang Mubai is not in a hurry, he is waiting for the opportunity.
Wait for the orcs and sickle dragons to be dead or wounded with each other. The time for him to start again!
"Boom ~ Bang ~ Bang ~"
Deafening sounds of knocking, muffled sounds, and explosions kept ringing in the middle of the canyon.
The half-orcs and sickle dragons fight together, and the resulting shock waves cause the two sides of the cliff to have holes and cracks.
Billowing smoke, accompanied by sprayed blood, swept through the air.
Tang Mubai's eyes looked like a torch, and he counted the number of half-orcs and sickle dragons in his heart.
Especially the leading half-orcs and sickle dragons had wounds during the fight, bloody, angry roaring sounds, resounding through the sky and ground.
Finally, half of the orcs and sickle dragons fell. The remaining half, also one by one.
Judging from the battle situation, the Scythe Dragon is better, and the Orc loses.
The leading half-orc has three gritty wounds on his chest, with bones deep.
The leader of the sickle dragon, the huge body also has two large holes.
But because it is not the key position, the injury is not serious, and it is more than half the strength of the leading half-orc.
"Angao ~"
Listened to the sickle dragon leader roaring, and the remaining sickle dragon attacked suddenly.
Killed the orcs one by one on the ground in the middle of the canyon.
The leader of the Scythe Dragon also came down personally, chasing the leading half-orc and attacking wildly.
On the top of the cliff, Tang Mubai meditation in his heart, running the "Tai Chi Heart Sutra" to control the hot sun circling above the canyon, wrapped around himself.
That's right, he was pulled by the hot breath in the canyon and exposed to the sun at noon.
A lot of yang, mixed with fire, swarmed out.
Tang Mubai Yungong gathered his qi and protected himself, turned himself into a "little sun", and then came down from the sky!
"Hoo ~!"
Like a meteor falling to the ground ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The fireball is born.
Tang Mubai jumped off the cliff, grabbed at the last moment of the Orcs and Sickle Dragons, came to the bottom of the canyon, and fell on the fire tree.
A large amount of yang envelops the body, leaving the half-orcs and sickle dragons out of sight.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tang Mubai lightning reached out and picked three red fruits from the tree.
The moment I started, it seemed to touch three groups of burning flames.
Between electric light and flint, Tang Mubai displayed the magic of
temperature control
to reduce the temperature of the palm.
Then, holding three fruits, he rose to the sky.
"Angao ~ !!!"
The sickle dragon's angry roar sounded heaven and earth.
The huge leader of the sickle dragon, without wings, but a "boom" sound, exploded the air, the whole body flew into the sky, chasing behind Tang Mubai.
Call ~ call ~ call ~!
Gang wind blows, twitching hair.
Tang Mubai, with "Flying Sky Dance", went all the way up and rushed straight into the sky.
In the area less than 100 meters behind him, the leader of the Scythe Dragon wrapped in a ball of light, chasing after him.
The coercion of the lord-level was vast and sweeping across the sky.
And as if consciously, suddenly condensed into a stream, from bottom to top, spanning a distance of 100 meters, envelope Tang Mubai!
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