Emperor of Death

Chapter 908 Demon Dragon
Yechen received Lan Wen in the corpse ring, then restrained his breath, cast the shadow technique, his body turned into a shadow, and began to fly slowly towards the entrance of the black hole.

As the body sneaked in, Yechen found that the hole was winding and very long. It took Yechen a total of half an hour to fly before he finally felt the light in his eyes.

Yechen appeared from a very secret entrance, located directly above this area, more than a thousand meters away from the inside below.

Sure enough, this is really the entrance.

Inside, there is actually another layer.

The black scorched earth below is still a larger corridor with a width of about 2000 meters. Below, there is a magma river flowing on the edge of the corridor, quietly flowing into the distance.

The magma is dark red, and occasionally black flames appear.

"This is, purgatory fire?" Ye Chen exclaimed, the awakened body of the death knight is the purgatory fire, and the black flame below has the same aura, but the purgatory fire here is obviously hotter and more violent.

Yechen said in a deep voice: "If the death knight is allowed to bathe in the flames here, what will be the effect? ​​And the red sun can also bathe."

Putting these thoughts in his heart first, Yechen looked up, but saw a black dragon appearing on the flat ground.

This kind of magic dragon is not a dragon, but a flying dragon, with black fleshy wings and a long tail.

It is also a Zong-level dragon, but it is far more powerful than the three-headed hellhound.

The shadow transformed by Yechen slowly moved forward, the shadow moved to the ground, and then approached the dragon.

The magic dragon walked leisurely on the ground, wagging its tail, and then took a deep breath towards the magma river in the distance, a mouthful of flames was sucked into the mouth of the magic dragon.

"It's a pity. I don't know how many years this demon dragon has stayed here, but its strength still hasn't improved. It shows that its talent is limited. If it's a good talent, it's not bad to accept such an existence."

Of course, Ye Chen still doesn't know whether this kind of dragon contains the breath of death in its body. If there is no breath of death, it is impossible to subdue it.

That great contract can only work on dead creatures.

Yechen moved to the position behind the magic dragon, suddenly jumped up, and stabbed the magic dragon's back fiercely with a silver gun in his hand.

The silver spear pierced the back of the demon dragon, and the tip of the silver spear pierced the hard scales, causing sparks to burst out.

It's not that the silver spear is not sharp enough, but that Ye Chen's strength is too weak.

"Break it!" Ye Chen shouted loudly, pouring power into the silver spear like a tide, and the silver spear finally penetrated under the scales, piercing the dragon's body.

"Roar!" The demon dragon was furious, turned around suddenly, spit out black dragon's breath towards Yechen, and the black purgatory fire rushed towards Yechen's body.

Yechen stood in front of him with a shield in his hand. The huge strength made it impossible to fight on the dragon's back, and Yechen was thrown flying.

The demon dragon also has dragon blood in its body, and its body is much larger than Yechen's. In terms of strength, Yechen cannot compete.

Holding the shield in his hand, Yechen rolled far away, and the silver spear in his hand also fell on the dragon's back, stuck between the scales.

"So strong!" Ye Chen murmured, he was expected to be very strong at first, but he didn't expect that he was so strong that he was knocked into the air with one move.

If it weren't for the defense of the treasure shield, the consequences of that blow would be disastrous.

"Roar!" The magic dragon roared and rushed towards Yechen.

"So fast!" Ye Chen's body was retreating quickly, and in a hurry, he avoided the dragon's pounce.

Then the body suddenly lifted up and flew upwards.

The magic dragon below didn't hit hard, raised its head and spit out another dragon's breath at Ye Chen.

"Fortunately, a beast is a beast. If you pounce on me, I will be even more dangerous." Ye Chen murmured, and now this is the dragon's breath, which is far less dangerous to Ye Chen than the sharp claws of the magic dragon.

Yechen held the shield down, and the scorching temperature instantly reached in front of Yechen. The scorching dragon's breath hit Yechen's shield fiercely, and then sent Yechen flying again.

Yechen's hands and arms holding the shield were split open, revealing streaks of blood, and he flew up very fast.

"Roar!" The demon dragon roared, its body flew into the air, and suddenly flew towards Yechen. The huge head like a hill quickly approached Yechen, trying to eat Yechen in one bite.

Yechen used the Nether Ghost Step, and his speed reached extreme speed.

The magic dragon below opened its mouth wide and got closer and closer to Ye Chen. Finally, Ye Chen's body entered the mouth of the magic dragon, and the upper and lower jaws of the magic dragon bit together fiercely.

"Boom!" The mouth of the magic dragon hit the top rock above, making a violent impact sound.

Yechen finally narrowly returned to the original passage, panting heavily in the passage.

"What the hell, it's really dangerous. I almost capsized in the ditch." Yechen wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with lingering fear. This time, he really underestimated this dragon. He didn't expect his scales to be so hard. , the strength is so powerful.

The impact of the magic dragon outside the cave was not light, causing severe pain, and an angry roar came out in the corridor. The roar exploded in Yechen's ears like muffled thunder. Those who are close to it can't help but tremble when they hear this roar.

Yechen poked his head out of the hole and saw the magic dragon flying to the edge of the river, silently licking the wound on his back, the silver spear stuck in his back had already been bitten off and thrown into the lava river .

"We can't let the dragon blood warrior come down." The power of the magic dragon is likely to cause huge casualties to the dragon blood warrior.

Take out a bucket of blood essence from the storage ring, these are tempered with King Wu's blood, these are Ye Chen's last old ones, if you want to use them again, you can only collect them again.

The scope of the blood feast is very large, and any monster is very sensitive to blood. It is also very difficult to block the face of the dragon and set up a blood feast.

Unintentionally, Yechen suddenly set his sights on the top of this area, which is full of rocks.

It is also feasible to arrange a feast of blood on the top, but the previous inertial thinking made Yechen keep setting up the formation on the ground.

As soon as he thought about it, Yechen turned into a shadow, held a pen in his hand, and began to move carefully on the top, using the brush to outline the pattern of a feast of blood.

Just after drawing a ten-meter-long blood line, the magic dragon below suddenly raised its head and looked up.

"Ma De, why is the dragon's nose so sharp?" Ye Chen cursed secretly.Then the writing brush was thrown out suddenly, and a large pool of blood dripped from the sky, and then scattered around.

Sure enough, after the blood was spilled, the dragon's attention was attracted by the blood on the ground, and Ye Chen took the opportunity to speed up the sketching.

(End of this chapter)