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Chapter 95 A Group of Old Dogs Smelling Bones (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"That is……"

Wherever the purple poisonous fog went, all the grass and trees were corroded, turning into a bare dry land.

It surged in like a tide, reflected in the contracted pupils of the inner guards, as if it was going to swallow them up in its mouths.

But in the next moment, there was a bang like an overheated tungsten filament, and the fiery red light illuminated the darkness of the rainy night. At this moment, it was as hot and dazzling as the sunrise in the east.

Everyone subconsciously turned their heads to look at the light, and saw three people standing on the armored vehicle.

Chu Zihang's golden eyes seemed to be burning, and his flames continued to rise in the wind.

Xia Mi's long chestnut hair fluttered in the wind, outlining a graceful arc in the rain. The Eyes of the Wind King caused the surrounding air to condense into a vortex, swirling towards the three of them.

It provides a constant source of power to the flames, making them bigger and more fierce.

If there were only the words of these two people, the combination of fire and wind would be uncontrollable.

But as Qi Xiuyuan raised his hand to force the fire element and the wind element to be compatible, the fire tornado in front of him actually gradually became solid from a plasma state, and his deep scarlet pupils seemed to turn into a mirror reflecting the fire.

Until the fire and wind completely transformed into a nearly solid fire dragon, curling up and coiling its body like a snake pouncing on its prey...

Bang! !

The fire dragon burst out like an arrow from a bow. The terrifying impact even pushed down the armored vehicle under the feet of the three people, drawing a bright trail in the night, and rushing straight towards the poisonous fog with scorching flames and violent wind.

"Is that the fusion of the Wind King's Eye and the Sovereign Flame?"

Seeing such a grand scene, Zhang Zhen and others were stunned.

No, it wasn't just Wind King's Eye and Jun Yan. They clearly saw that the body of the "fire dragon" was burning in orange-red flames, but its edges were covered with countless fine wind blades stacked like dragon scales.

So, this is actually, under Qi Xiuyuan's control, combined with his "Spirit of Words", a perfect fusion of wind and fire.

boom! !

Like waves crashing against a rock, a raging flood rushes toward a dam.

Facing the overwhelming purple poisonous fog, the condensed fire dragon crashed into it, turning into flames that flowed away from the poisonous fog to the left and right.

The dense rain curtain in front of me evaporated into rain mist in an instant, and the thick white mist instantly enveloped the surroundings like a sauna.

The scorching flames and violent winds intertwined to form a huge wave of fire like a tide. The color of the flames gradually changed from orange-red to bright white, and the high temperature caused the surrounding air to distort.

The purple poisonous mist gradually evaporated in the flames, and the disgusting stench was burned and purified, replaced by an extremely hot and burnt smell.

The flames continued to move forward with overwhelming force, targeting the earth threads that were still moving forward.

"Roar!!"

The earthworms felt an unprecedented threat of death. They raised their heads and let out deafening roars, trying to condense ball lightning again in a dying resistance.

But before the lightning ball could take shape, it was swallowed by the flames and turned into countless tiny electric sparks that dissipated in the air.

It seemed that it thought the high temperature could not penetrate its thick scales. The scorching flames swept over the other earth threads, and they instinctively curled up into a ball to protect their vital parts.

However, beasts are beasts. No matter how smart they are, they are not real dragons or humans after all.

Though the earthworms' scales were incredibly tough, they gradually began to crack and soften under the intense heat of the flames, emitting a teeth-grinding sound of metal tearing. The flames weren't fleeting like incendiary bombs, but rather a continuous storm of flames. Fragments of wind blades mingled with the flames, slicing through the earthworms' hardened bodies like slow slicing.

Poof! Poof! !

The high temperature gradually softened their scales, and their bodies were no longer able to withstand the wind blades, which cut through them and penetrated into their bodies.

These strange wind blades were like tumbling bullets, rushing through their paper-fragile bodies, causing tears and then coming out from another place.

Tu Lu let out a deafening roar and scream in the flames. His sturdy body and limbs were riddled with holes and burned black. His muscle tissue exploded under the high temperature, splattering black blood.

"Huh, the Word Spirit Dragon Bird recorded in Qi Xiuyuan's files is fine..."

At this moment, Bai Ci was watching this scene through the Word Spirit·Vacuum Snake, watching Tu Lu's body struggling, twisting, and twitching in the flames, and his bloodshot golden eyes were filled with pleasure.

Qi Xiuyuan, Xia Mi, and Chu Zihang, under this special circumstance where weapons cannot be used, can exert a force comparable to that of a battalion.

This also made him think again about what Qi Xiuyuan had said before, and wonder whether his choice to oppose elitism was correct.

Even though the soldiers of the Internal Guard are all strong men, when faced with a terrifying existence that is completely beyond their imagination, they still need a leader to lead them to fight.

This leader is not a "commander", but someone who can lead the charge, kill generals, break through enemy lines, and seize flags with them, and who possesses absolute authority and power.

He, Bai Ci, is not a good enough general, and the dog sent by the aristocratic family is even less worthy.

The leader must be young enough, strong enough, proud enough, determined enough, and beautiful enough in appearance and personality.

"If you can really kill that dragon, or even leave behind a complete set of its skeleton..."

The light in Bai Ci's eyes flickered in the white mist rising from the pipe, and all that could be heard was his thoughtful mumbling.

"Those old fellows from the aristocratic families will surely come and rob us like old dogs smelling a bone, just like they did before. What will you do?"

At the same time, in the Death Valley of Nibelung, the Qin Yuans flying in the air, looking at Tu Lu struggling in pain below, finally felt the instinctive fear.

The fire below was like hell in their eyes, and those wisps of earth were the evil spirits being tortured in the fire.

The once invincible behemoth was now so vulnerable in the face of this destructive force.

"Want to escape? Is it too late?"

Looking at the Qin Yuans who seemed to want to fly away, Qi Xiuyuan clasped his hands together and continued to guide the power of the flames.

hum! !

The originally raging flames were like adding fuel to the fire, rising up in an instant and turning into a shocking tornado, swallowing up all the Qin Yuan in the air.

"Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!!"

Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, countless black shadows with flapping wings appeared in the invisible air.

They made shrill screams, like a group of burning moths, fluttering and struggling wildly in the air.

But before the sharp barbs could be thrust out, they were engulfed in flames, making a sizzling sound. The crystal-clear aerogel scales quickly melted into a viscous liquid dripping under the high temperature.
The burning tornado tore a crimson crack in the night sky, and the falling wreckage of Qin Yuan, wrapped in flames, streaked past with a tail of flame, looking like an overturned wine cup at the banquet of the gods.

(End of this chapter)