I don’t know if it’s because the Flame Dragon has left the coffin, but the temperature in the tomb is dropping a little bit. At first, I didn’t pay much attention, thinking that the coldness in my body had not been completely discharged. But in a blink of an eye, Meihui

He had already started rubbing his little hands to keep warm, and then he realized that this fight was probably about to end.

The faint yellow light that originally attached to the little Yanlong's body is getting fainter and fainter. Now the holy beast may have used up the Samadhi True Fire in its belly, and it seems that it is weak even if it can't breathe or breathe. The white-haired Huangxian is actually

Not in a hurry, he still jumped back and forth to dodge, but this time he no longer had to sacrifice the lives of his children and grandchildren in exchange for life. The other little yellow skins knelt quietly and surrounded the flame dragon in the air, staring at

Looking at the little mung beans.

I like to observe the expressions of animals. Faintly, no matter how I look at it, I feel that every little yellow-skinned animal is clearly smiling. It is a cunning smile that is difficult to detect, which makes people feel cold in their eyes.

Smiling sinisterly. The weirdest thing is not just that. Even their movements are very neat. One by one, they raise their pointed monkey cheeks and stare at the flame dragon. They even ignore the turbid waves when the flame dragon breathes from the sky.

He let the turbid waves burn him into coke.

"Brother, look... look quickly, do you notice, they seem to be chewing something in their mouths." Meihui reminded me with insight.

"Are you cold? Why are you rubbing your hands?" I asked her.

"Well, it's cold. Why did the temperature drop so suddenly? It's colder than the northwest wind outside. Are these little beasts doing some evil magic?" Meihui asked.

The nearly 100 little yellow skins didn't even try to avoid the flame dragon's breath. They all raised their heads to the sky and pouted their sharp mouths. What were they doing? I couldn't figure out what kind of medicine they were selling in the gourds.

"Oops! It's broken! They all have yin-yang grass in their mouths, and now they are blowing cold air at the little Yanlong! No wonder the temperature has dropped so quickly! Heroine, this is the time, do something quickly! Don't do anything at this time

Wait until when!"

I had already filled the mirror box with bullets, and when I fired several times in succession, the small yellow leather bullets immediately spattered with blood. Pu Mihui was like a devil in hell, and the sharp little hidden knife was life in its hands.

As soon as the harvester ran past, the necks of five or six little beasts were cut off by her. Suddenly, the whole tomb was filled with blood. This was the real massacre, because those little yellow men had already paid attention to it.

Instead of resisting and running away, he didn't know if he was still willing to sacrifice for his ancestors after being cast by the white-haired yellow fairy. He didn't hide at all. He knelt there with his head raised and waited motionless for us to slaughter him.

But no matter how fast we were, we still only had about a hundred lives, and it would take a while to kill us. Seeing that it was already too late, the layer of golden light outside the black scales on the little Flame Dragon finally disappeared, and it was heavily

The ground fell from the sky, panting heavily, but it was obvious that there was more air coming out and less air coming in. Every yellow skin in the tomb shouted about a Yin Yang grass, Yin Yang grass is its nemesis, and the true fire of Samadhi in the body has been

All the Yin Yang Grass has been consumed, and now there is only the last trace of strength left.
Chapter completed!