"Take the things in hand, maybe I can spare your life."

After Chilong finished speaking, he burst into laughter without restraint.

He was lucky. Not long after he chased him, he met Changheng and his men who escaped first.

With his personality, he naturally would not wait until the people behind him arrived before taking action. After confirming that there were only five people on the other side, he decisively launched an offensive.

What Chi Long expected was that there were two first-level battle pattern masters among this group. In addition to the already famous figure master, Chang Heng himself was also an excellent battle pattern master.

With three apprentices from the tattoo masters, this strength is enough to pose a certain threat to the Red Dragon.

In the first fight, Chilong suffered a small loss, which aroused his fierceness even more and no longer retained his strength.

Although it was still the Fire Dragon Pattern Stone, its power soared by more than 50%, he had already barely mastered the second-level energy structure of the Red Flame Dragon.

Don’t underestimate the power of this second level. There are no more than ten people in the entire Como Plain who master this level of power. Even some third-level war pattern masters may not have mastered the energy structure of the second level.

This has a lot to do with talent, stone and perseverance, so Mo Yan is still at the first level.

Although Chi Long had just mastered this power for a while, it was still enough to double his strength. This was exactly the confidence he dared to intercept the opponent alone.

It turned out that he was right. Although he paid a considerable price, Changheng was the only one left in the other party.

A seven or eight-meter-long red dragon hovered in the sky. As Mo Yan saw in the advertisement before, the dragon formed by flames was full of power. It raised its hands and feet and ignited the heat waves around it.

Under the spiritual operation of the Red Dragon, the dragon's body began to shrink and did not stop until about three meters.

Although my body was smiling, my body seemed to be more solid. The dragon scales were clearly visible, and there was a strange light in the big dragon eyes, which looked very realistic.

Not only does it look good when it looks good, but the power of the Red Flame Dragon has also been greatly enhanced.

This is a series of special consultations brought about by the red dragon changing the energy structure of the punctuated stone.

Changheng looked quite miserable at this time. The blood at the corner of his mouth had not completely solidified, his eyebrows and hair had been burned long ago, and his body was covered with wounds burned by flames.

"That's what you want."

He turned his hand and opened the box he was holding, and placed three irregular crystals the size of a fist.

That unique red and heart-pounding light is just the tiny piece of spiritual gravel that Mo Yan accidentally caught before.

Compared with the finger-sized spiritual gravel, each of the three pieces in front of me is dozens of times larger than the former. The combined value is probably not more than 100 million facies, and I may not be able to buy it even if I have money.

Such pure and large spiritual gravel is a necessary product for those high-level pattern stones to replenish energy. It is no exaggeration to describe it in a sentence that is worthless.

It was for these three crystals that the entire Changji suffered a devastating blow, and he hated him.

The moment he lowered his head, a crazy look flashed in Changheng's eyes.

"Good stuff."

A hint of greed flashed in Chilong's eyes. He was not for the economic value of these three spiritual gravels.

In fact, selling these three spiritual gravels is a stupid choice.

Take it to the mainland and ask the federal master of the pattern painting to tailor a higher-level pattern stone for himself, so he can use it after he advances.

The other part is handed over to a large force as a letter of fame, and it is probably possible to get a lot of additional benefits.

The last piece can be kept in your hand and may be used at any time.

In just a short moment, he made arrangements for the use of these spirit gravels. Who said he didn't know how to calculate carefully?

The energy fluctuations on the opposite side became slightly stronger. Chilong cast a vigilant glance, but he was not worried. He had already figured out the strength of his opponent. He could not beat her before, but now there was only one of the other party, so why did he be afraid?

Chang Heng's mature and handsome face began to twist. Not to mention that the other party was unbelievable, even if the other party really let him go, Chang Ji was in a catastrophe, what kind of face would he have to meet the remaining tribe members? It would be better to die than die.

"Die together."

The spiritual gravel containing powerful energy can also be said to be a bucket. Under the stimulation of violent energy from the outside world, energy collisions are easily occurring.

Such a large piece of spiritual gravel, even if no one guides it, its power will never be slightly weaker than a level 4 war pattern master with all his strength.

A white aperture formed in front of Changheng. He knew that he was not a match for the Red Dragon, so... his target was the box containing the spirit gravel in his hand.

"don't want--"

If Chi Long didn't understand what was going on, he should have found a piece of tofu to kill him. A huge fear surged into his heart. As soon as he spoke, he activated the airflow stone.

But it was still too late. His feet were only six or seven meters away from the ground. A shocking wave of air suddenly burst out from Changheng, and spread around at an astonishing speed.

The dazzling white light lasted for a long time and spread around at a starting point.

The trees that were slightly closer turned into ashes, while those slightly farther were pushed down by layers of air waves.

If you stand at a high place, you can see why the center of Changheng was razed to the ground for dozens of meters, and the trees fell neatly on the side with a diameter of 300 meters.

Even Mo Yan, who was four hundred meters away, was blown by the heavy waves of air and had to hide behind the tree and hold the main trunk of the big tree to get rid of the disaster.

After everything calmed down, he climbed to the top of the tree again, looking at the scene in front of him, and was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

"This is too exaggerated."

Combining what he saw before and the current environment, he quickly guessed the whole thing.

It's shameful to waste.

So many spiritual gravels disappeared like this. Although they were not his, Mo Yan couldn't help feeling a burst of heartache.

"But, with such a violent explosion, that person should be dead, right?"

He began to search for the man's traces. The bare patch in the center of the explosion provided him with the greatest convenience, and soon he found the target.

"Changheng, fuck. Your grandma, puff—" Chilong suddenly sat up, covered in blood. Fortunately, he flew into the air in time and avoided the most intense wave of energy turbulence, otherwise even if he had ten lives, he would not be enough.

He stood up staggeringly, cursed, and then vomited a large mouthful of blood. The injuries he suffered were very serious. If he could not be treated in time, the chance of death was extremely high.

A blue light shuttle cut through the sky and flew towards the red dragon with a strange whistle.

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