Chapter 1085: Battleground 2

St. Zachary suddenly became furious, deeply felt the feeling of being deceived, instantaneously beastized, and attacked Moore with a pair of huge pliers.
At this time, the sound of water falling from the top fell, and a large piece of water vapor spread under the seam.
One person and one scorpion had already fought, and the huge sound of water caused the scorpion's movement to stagnate slightly invisible, and the eyeballs on the side turned back.
Huh, again this trick, how long do they intend to pour?
St. Zachary was not afraid, but the water under his feet seemed to rise much faster than the last time. Was it his illusion?
His distraction gave Moore a breathing time. After a few rounds, he had no chance to attack the scorpion, and he was not injured.
Soon, there was another rich fragrance of plants in the air, and the clear water glowed with green light, and it became invisible.
This weird situation made St. Zachary's discomfort more intense. He took the opportunity to release the attacking eagle beast and climbed up instead.
This was a great opportunity to kill St. Zachary. Where did Moore let St. Zachary escape, immediately caught up, and pulled St. Zachary's leg back.
St. Zachary was furious, and he turned up with a huge scorpion pliers, struggling to pinch it.
At this moment, a burning wooden stick turned and fell from the sky, the fire light reflected the stone wall along the road, fell into the waist water, and the sound of "poo" went out. However, the next moment, a blaze flashed above the water surface, spreading rapidly as a prairie fire.
"No!" A terrible female voice accompanied the torch into the ground, and the voice seemed to be soaked in tears, which made people feel sad and heard tears.
The scorpions in the fight stopped together, and they all turned to look at the flames that were spreading. Their dark eyes were coated with a strange red light, getting brighter and dazzling.
There was a bright smile on Moore's face, there was no trace of regret on the face, and only satisfaction and relief.
He knew that Qing Qing did not blame him, Qing Qing wanted him to live.
The flame spread, and the Scorpion kicked Moore in a hurry, and quickly climbed up.
Moore immediately regained his eyes, his eyes suddenly sharp, disregarding the surrounding sea of ​​fire, he flew forward and grabbed the legs of the scorpion again, and pulled it back into the water with his brutal force.
Bird hair is the most burnt. Although it is humanoid, Moore's body burned at the moment of contact with the flame, and the whole person instantly became a fireman.
He couldn't feel the pain. Maybe it was just a layer of feathers that didn't feel pain. Or maybe it was a crisis. He forgot the pain.
The unprecedented sense of crisis made St. Zachary's eyes panicked for the first time, and the huge scorpion tongs clamped a stone around him. The pliers and the stone rubbed out a harsh sound, but they were still torn down unwillingly.
The two beasts fell into the water at the same time. With a chant, the flame on Moore's body extinguished and only a layer of burnt black covered his body.
The body of the giant scorpion could not be submerged under water, and his upper body was wrapped in flames. Although he could not burn for a while, the carapace was also painful. Saint Zachary snorted and dived into the water, moistened a layer of carapace, and climbed up again.
The spirit behind Moore generally followed him, and whenever he surfaced, he pulled the scorpion down mercilessly.
After such a delay, the water had touched the top of their heads, St. Zachary could not float, and the stone sank in the water.