The City of Terror Chapter 628: 、 Ao Yan has any relatives?
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Chapter Three is on! Will the poor Dao say it will break out today? Let's go to dinner first, and brew it.
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At this time, an invisible edge came out through the courtyard wall, shuttled back and forth around the streets, and in the blink of an eye, the streets in this area seemed to be like the end of the day, and there were smooth cuts everywhere.
To be honest, if Wei Xiaobei just ran a little slower just now, maybe he would have fewer parts.
Baiwu Dragon Horse is extremely fast. Soon, Wei Xiaobei's gaze narrowed, and some unbelievable expressions appeared on his face.
The alley behind the rental house I used to live in used to be the edge of the desert.
But now, out of the alley, Wei Xiaobei saw a grayish white earth.
The desert has disappeared?
Is it?
"Chong!"
Wei Xiaobei did not hesitate, judged the direction, and directed the white fog dragon horse to rush forward.
The white fog dragon horse ran about two or three kilometers above the gray ground, and a thick fog appeared in front of it.
Wei Xiaobei's eyes were firm, and he didn't shake at all. The White Mist Dragon Horse didn't have his own consciousness. He naturally followed Wei Xiaobei's command and plunged into the thick fog.
After entering the dense fog, Wei Xiaobei felt as if he had lost his way. With his eyes, he could not see any information even with the ability of Erudite.
At this time, time seems to be stagnant. No matter how the white fog dragon horse runs, this thick fog seems to have no end. Even at such a fast speed, even the slightest wind is not brought up, and the whole world seems to be caught in. In nothingness.
But Wei Xiaobei did not give up in the slightest. After entering this area, he could feel the heat of a trace silk faintly coming from the dragon soul in the forehead, and this heat is increasing as he moves forward.
Perhaps this is due to the connection between a trace Dragon Soul and Ontology.
Hoo!
I do n’t know how long it has passed. Suddenly, Wei Xiaobei felt that his eyes lit up, and the golden gravel came into view.
I came out!
Wei Xiaobei couldn't help turning his head to look towards the back, his ecstatic expression suddenly solidified on his face.
There is no white fog behind him, some are just a desert, the most terrible thing is that Wei Xiaobei also saw the a trace ink blue in the distance, and the breath of sea water that can be smelled in the nostrils.
At the end of the desert behind me is the sea!
Your sister!
What the **** is going on?
Wei Xiaobei's face is slightly gloomy, and there is no doubt that the dense fog is strange.
But for now, the important thing is not this.
Wei Xiaobei slightly recognized the direction through the Dragon Soul, and drove the White Mist Dragon Horse to run forward.
The temperature is constantly increasing. The temperature when entering the desert was about 378 degrees, but after more than ten kilometers, the temperature has risen to 100 degrees.
That is to say, in such temperatures, the water will boil directly!
To say that in the desert area before, the temperature is not so high, only when close to the fire dragon rock on Ao Yan, the temperature will reach this level.
Wei Xiaobei has determined that Ao Yan is in front, so such abnormal temperature can almost prove that Ao Yan has a problem.
Wei Xiaobei's contact time with Ao Yan is not short.
Although the temperature of Ao Yan outside the body is very high, and this desert is from a certain angle, it is a phenomenon shaped by its power spillover, but Ao Yan is not weak to controll(ed) of flame power.
Otherwise, when he is licking Wei Xiaobei with joy, Wei Xiaobei may turn to ashes, and the temperature of his salivation is so high that the flame immunity (Intermediate) cannot be resisted at all.
Wei Xiaobei's mood fluctuated slightly, and the White Mist Dragon Horse was immediately affected, and the speed suddenly increased several times.
However, this growth rate did not last long, and the White Mist Dragon Horse could not maintain its shape. Wei Xiaobei only felt that the crotch was empty, and the White Mist Dragon Horse turned into White Mist, then retracted into the White Mist Dragon Bow.
Wei Xiaobei flipped, his legs landed on the ground steadily, but his eyes looked forward.
In the distance, a fiery red body appears like a mountain in Wei Xiaobei's field of vision.
It is Ao Yan!
Wei Xiaobei rushed forward, and when his eyes could see clearly, he was surprised to find that Ao Yan at this time was completely different from before.
In simple terms, it has become ugly.
Okay, whoever it is, lying on the ground with constant spasms all over the body will not look good.
But its outside the body fire is overflowing, with it as the center, it has been turned into a sea of fire within more than 200 meters, and the magma under it is rolling, but it is imposing.
"You are here, enough friends!"
What Wei Xiaobei never thought was that he had just stood outside the sea of fire, and Ao Yan even said such a sentence.
However, it can be heard from the sound that Ao Yan is a little weak at this time.
"What's wrong with this? Can I see it?"
Wei Xiaobei looks a little dignified. There is no doubt that the scene in front of him is completely the result of Ao Yan's inability to controll(ed)'s own power.
"I'm going to turn into a Jiao, you stand far away, otherwise it will hurt you."
Ao Yan's trust in himself is beyond Wei Xiaobei's imagination.
Wei Long is the weakest when he transforms into a Jiao. This is what Wei Xiaobei knows even as a fool.
The dragon has many habits similar to snakes.
"Do I need any help?"
Wei Xiaobei is not sure what will happen next, but Ao Yan is also a friend of his own. It is impossible for Wei Xiaobei to sit idly by, and besides, he ’s all here, if he stands like a fool , Really a little unreasonable.
"Help? Forget it, if you have nothing to do, just temper your body in magma. This is my own business. No one else can help."
Although Ao Yan treats Wei Xiaobei as a friend, let alone say that it looks down on Wei Xiaobei, the strength gap between the two parties is too great.
Can you imagine your pet rat vowing to help you solve difficult things?
Wei Xiaobei closed his eyes and felt for a moment. Now Ao Yan should not be too dangerous.
As Ao Yan said, I ca n’t help you for the time being. I would rather quench my fire resistance in magma.
Thinking of this, Wei Xiaobei jumped into the magma.
As the body is immersed in magma, the powerful heat then penetrates through the skin.
It's so hot!
Just like that, Wei Xiaobei almost jumped out of the magma.
Do n’t look at the color of the magma is only dark red, but it is much higher than the temperature of the magma in reality, and even higher than the fire dragon dung lake.
Fortunately, Wei Xiaobei ’s flame immunity has been raised to Intermediate, and this level of heat is barely able to withstand.
Of course, even so, Wei Xiaobei's skin quickly turned white at a rate that was visible to the naked eye, and then turned black, becoming coke-like.
As the skin was damaged, Wei Xiaobei ’s powerful recovery ability began to start, constantly regenerating the skin and even the connective tissue under the skin.
There is no doubt that this kind of pain is unbearable for most people.
Wei Xiaobei felt so addicted that he simply buried his head in the magma.
The hot lava suddenly invaded the body along the delicate airway.
This is another novel pain.
Fortunately, for Wei Xiaobei, all kinds of pain are a sign of his growing strength. This kind of thought makes Wei Xiaobei refusal to those who are suffering.
Anyway, the magma immersed in his own respiratory tract, at most it is just cooked the respiratory tract, and with his recovery ability, he can recover in a relatively short time.
"Are you all right?"
After less than two minutes, Ao Yan ’s voice passed through the magma.
Don't say that Wei Xiaobei's ears are hot, how can he still hear the sound.
For Wei Xiaobei with a sensitivity of up to 43, as long as it is within the range of the induction pulse, any sound can penetrate directly into the mind, as long as Wei Xiaobei is willing to answer.
Not to mention that the ears are familiar, even if the auditory nerve is destroyed, it will not affect Wei Xiaobei's induction pulse.
"Okay."
Wei Xiaobei blasted magma, and his head has become bald. Although Wei Xiaobei ’s hair strength is already harder than that of steel wire, he ca n’t last longer in the magma, even more than his skin. Weak.
Seeing Wei Xiaobei's appearance, Ao Yan suddenly laughed. Although the voice was a bit unpleasant, it was indeed laughing.
"If it ’s okay, just chat with me, this is really uncomfortable."
Ao Yan complained, gritting his teeth bitterly.
Wei Xiaobei will naturally not refuse, anyway, the magma is soaking, and the speed of improving fire resistance will not be fast.
After Wei Xiaobei made a conversation with Ao Yan, he found that Ao Yan had become a blaming man, and he kept complaining.
Complain about your mother, your father, and even your own siblings.
Gradually, Wei Xiaobei heard something from the words of Ao Yan.
To be honest, from the first time I saw Ao Yan, Wei Xiaobei had a doubt.
For Mao, this Ao Yan will stay here alone.
As I said before, based on the age of a real dragon, Ao Yan is equivalent to a child of eight or nine years old.
His mother is Yan Jiao. What happened to Wei Jiao? Wei Xiaobei is not very clear, but his father Xihai Longwang, Wei Xiaobei is very familiar.
Well, of course, this familiarity comes from Journey to the West.
Wei Xiaobei is very familiar with a horse of four in addition masters and apprentices.
That horse is Ao Lie, the son of Xihai Dragon King!
Because his wife hooked up with the Hydra, this guy set fire to the jewel that the Emperor Jade rewarded. In the end, his father went to heaven to sue, saying he was disobedient.
As a result, the Jade Emperor was furious and sent Tianbingtian to arrest him. If it was n’t for Guanyin Bodhisattva to come forward and ask for it, he sent it directly to the Sect.
In the end, Ao Lie transformed into a white dragon horse, converted to a Buddhist gate, and supported the Tang Sanzang to obtain the true scriptures, and was sealed into eight Tianlong Guangli Bodhisattvas.
Not to mention that this guy's wife wore a green hat for him, and it's wrong to let the baby breathe, which can also be seen that the Xihai Dragon King is extremely bad with his son's relationship.
The reason is very simple. My daughter-in-law, Hongxing, came out of the wall. Instead, she sent her son to Chosen Sendai. Is there such a father? (To be continued.)