The sky was originally dark and gloomy, and the fiery red magma decorated the sky with five colours.
It was like a rain of flowers drifting in the wind. Of course, this rain of flowers was fatal, and the slightest touch would reap a person's life.
The magma covered a wide area, like a waterfall hanging in the sky, and was heading straight for Li Muyang and Qiandu on the mountainside.
"Ga Ga Ga — —"
The Chong Diao's mouth uttered a cry like a baby.
Its speed was still accelerating.
The Chong Diao hated those bastards who dared to despise its majesty and intrude into its territory. It wanted to tear them to pieces and eat them one bite at a time.
Of course, it had just eaten a person, and now it was not hungry at all.
Hence, he decided to play with them and drown them with lava at the same time. This was a good way to kill, which it had just created, and had never had a chance to use before.
"Swoosh — —"
As it flew, its body suddenly disappeared in front of people's eyes.
It could change colour, and could blend in with the surrounding colour.
It may have become the colour of the air or the colour of the rocks — —
Li Muyang felt danger.
There was no place to hide, no time to escape.
More importantly, with his current cultivation level, it was not enough for him to release a strong air shield or display a supreme cultivation method to resist such a heat wave.
Li Muyang's eyes turned blood-red, and dragon scales began to emerge on his palms.
Yes, Li Muyang had the strange symptoms of transforming into a dragon.
Only the power of the divine dragon could withstand such a large-scale magma attack, only the power of the divine dragon could help him escape from danger.
At this time, it was no longer his own choice, but the natural reaction of his body after fusing with the Tear of the Dragon King — —
The Tear of the Dragon King did not allow him to die. The old dragon also did not allow him to die.
The heatwave was getting closer and closer, and the temperature was getting higher and higher.
The choking gas with the smell of sulfur sprayed on his face and body, causing his hair and face to turn gray, making him look extremely battered.
As the magma approached, the scales on Li Muyang's body rapidly spread.
From his palms to his arms, and then to his whole body.
Rumble — —
Lava poured over his head, instantly drowning the place where he was standing.
The magma waterfall rolled up by the rock sculpture was like a rainbow as it landed at the foot of the Blazing Mountain at an incomparably fast speed.
Hua la la …
They destroyed the rocks and forest at the foot of the mountain as easily as breaking dry weeds and smashing rotten wood.
In this world of water, there was a forest, there was magma, and one could even speak and breathe freely. This was a wonderful and strange scene, enough for any intruder to remember for a lifetime.
Silence.
Dead silence.
Apart from the magma tributaries that were still charging forward, the Blazing Mountain had once again regained its peace.
White smoke was still spewing out from the top of the Blazing Mountain, and red sparks could be seen flashing in the smoke.
Perhaps it was because the Chong Diao had just swept up the magma, the smoke and sparks coming out of the volcanic cave were much smaller than before.
Li Muyang opened his eyes and saw wisps of white smoke at the top of the mountain.
He couldn't help grinning, thinking to himself, 'I am not dead yet.'
At that critical moment, when he was about to be submerged in the boiling magma, and his body was about to transform into a dragon, Qiandu's body suddenly lunged at him.
She hugged him, and then the two of them desperately rolled down the hillside. Fortunately there was the protection of the glass mirror, otherwise they would have fallen to their deaths.
Stumbling along the way, the magma still caught up to them.
It pressed down on him and Qiandu, and for a moment, Li Muyang felt suffocated.
But, he was still alive — —
The magma slid over their bodies, but he was safe and sound. Apart from some burnt hair and scorched skin, he could hardly feel any pain or injury — —
The glass mirror was indeed a divine weapon of the Divine continent, ranked at the top of the [Treasured weapons] list. If it wasn't for its protection, the result would still be unknown.
Suddenly, he scrambled up from the ground, shouting aloud, "Qiandu — — Qiandu — —"
Qiandu sat on a boulder not far away, looking strangely at Li Muyang at this time.
"Qiandu, are you okay?" Li Muyang crawled towards Qiandu.
Qiandu's eyes flashed with fear, the magic flute in her hand flashed with a green light, as if it contained a huge amount of energy.
The glass mirror was hit by a huge force, and in order to defend against the heat of the magma, it desperately drew energy from Qiandu's body that could be used to support its normal operation.
The higher the level of the user's cultivation, the stronger the power that the glass mirror could exert.
If it was used by a Starry Sky expert, perhaps it would be struck by lightning without a trace, and burned by fire without a trace.
Qiandu's power was limited after all, after withstanding that wave of magma waterfall, the transparent light shield on her body became weak, and soon disappeared without a trace.
"Qiandu, are you okay?" Li Muyang looked at Qiandu with a happy face, and said with a smile, "I'm glad you're okay, I'm glad you're okay — —"
"… …"
"What happened to you?" Li Muyang was a little worried, he moved forward to look at Qiandu's eyes, and said, "You didn't hurt yourself, did you? Did you hit your head somewhere? Otherwise, why are you looking at me like that? "
"Li Muyang — —" Qiandu called out. Her mouth was dry, and her lips were cracked to the point of oozing blood. She didn't know if it was because of the fall on the cliff just now, or because the glass mirror was burned by the heat of the Flaming Mountain after it disappeared, causing her body to quickly lose water.
Now Qiandu's face was pale, her forehead was dripping with sweat, and her originally gorgeous and beautiful starry cloud robe was dirty and tattered, looking like a beggar's outfit picked up from somewhere.
"Ah?" Li Muyang looked puzzled at Qiandu, and asked, "What do you want to say?"
He could see that Qiandu wanted to say something but was hesitant.
Qiandu pointed to Li Muyang's arm.
Li Muyang raised his hand, only to find that there were still several scales on his arm that had not immediately dissipated.
Li Muyang's mind instantly went blank.
Qiandu discovered the scales on his hand, and discovered the secret that he was a dragon.
What's more, Li Muyang couldn't even remember which step he was at when he transformed into a dragon — —
Li Muyang's eyes instantly turned blood red, and the hostility in his heart rapidly rose.
A powerful voice kept ringing in the bottom of his heart, telling him over and over: Kill her, kill her, kill her — —
He knew that it was the voice of the dragon.
Perhaps, it was also his own voice.
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