This monster looked like a fire snake more than sixty meters long. The fire snake had a single horn on its head, four black iron claws protruding from its abdomen, and its whole body was covered with scarlet scales. It was raising its head, its pair of blood-red triangular eyes staring at him intently.
Seeing this desolate beast, Zhang Ling's heart sank slightly. It was actually a seventh-order fire Jiao, a mythical creature resembling a dragon.
He saw the fire Jiao, a mythical creature resembling a dragon roar at him and darted into the magma, swimming towards him.
Zhang Ling didn't dare to be careless and immediately mustered all his attention. With a wave of his hand, a yellow light appeared above his head, instantly unfolding and transforming into a yellow umbrella that covered his entire body.
Just as he released the Yellow Luo Umbrella for defense, with a loud bang, the flying boat beneath his feet instantly exploded, turning into countless fragments. A bloody maw protruded from the lava, tearing and biting towards him.
This scene happened very quickly. It looked as if he was about to be swallowed by this fire Jiao, a mythical creature resembling a dragon.
Zhang Ling snorted coldly, his hands and ten fingers flicked, and as the yellow light flickered, he scattered a piece of bright yellow light curtain, and a layer of Chongyuan Xuanguang, a type of magical light covered this fire Jiao, a mythical creature resembling a dragon.
Immediately, this fire Jiao, a mythical creature resembling a dragon seemed to be trapped in a mud, and its movements slowed down by more than half.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he flashed and landed not far away, a ball of yellow sand dragging him to float on the magma.
He didn't dare to fly into the high sky, to prevent triggering the fire cloud's restrictions.
Thick fire clouds flowed in the sky. Once the restrictions were triggered, it would be difficult for him to deal with with his cultivation.
So only by cutting the water surface could he fight.
As for escaping directly, Zhang Ling thought about it and denied it. This fire Jiao, a mythical creature resembling a dragon was extremely fast. He couldn't fly here and would be caught up.
Only by solving this beast could he feel at ease.
Zhang Ling's movements were not slow, and a green light flashed in front of him, releasing two green flying swords, which turned into two green lights and slashed away.
Taking advantage of the fire Jiao, a mythical creature resembling a dragon not yet escaping the Chongyuan Xuanguang, a type of magical light range, the flying swords directly slashed at its neck. A crisp tinkling sound came, and the flying swords did not break through the fire Jiao, a mythical creature resembling a dragon's defense, but were bounced off by a layer of fire light covering its body.
Zhang Ling was not too surprised to see this scene. He fully operated his spiritual power, and the two flying swords released a great green light, instantly turning into two huge sword lights, constantly slashing on the fire Jiao, a mythical creature resembling a dragon's body.
For a time, they also left small sword marks on its body. But Zhang Ling knew that these injuries were nothing to a seventh-order desolate beast.
At the same time, the Two Instruments gourd also floated beside him, spewing out a large piece of Tianxing sand, a type of magical sand, condensing into countless sand dunes, and rumbling smashing away.
But the next moment, the fire light on the fire Jiao, a mythical creature resembling a dragon's body greatly increased, and it scattered the Chongyuan Xuanguang, a type of magical light all at once, and after waving its body a few times, it broke free from the Xuanguang, a type of magical light's control. As this beast shaking its head and wagging its tail, it spewing out huge fireballs.
Zhang Ling also moved his mind and summoned two flying swords again, turning them into countless sword lights and sweeping away.
For a time, the sword light and fire light collided, erupting into a strong spiritual power riot, forming a powerful gust of wind pressure, and even the magma river water below seemed to be affected and rolled violently.
After a round of attacks, the fire Jiao, a mythical creature resembling a dragon's speed suddenly increased, and it turned into a fire light and collided over, seeming to want to engulf Zhang Ling under its body.
Zhang Ling expressionlessly urged the Tianxing sand, a type of magical sand, forming several sand walls in front of him, blocking the fire Jiao, a mythical creature resembling a dragon's crazy collision.
At the same time, strands of quicksand spread all around, constantly besieging the fire Jiao, a mythical creature resembling a dragon.
Before long, a large mass of quicksand trapped the fire dragon within a range of more than ten meters. Zhang Ling even connected his fingers and released vines and Chongyuan Xuanguang, a type of magical light, wanting to trap this beast to death.
As long as he temporarily trapped this beast, he could use the bronze bell and green crystal to instantly kill this fire Jiao, a mythical creature resembling a dragon.
But this fire Jiao, a mythical creature resembling a dragon was really powerful, and the Tianxing sand, a type of magical sand that was released only trapped a small half of the beast's body. This beast hissed and actually drilled into the magma.
The next moment, the sound of puffing explosions continued, and more than a dozen thick magma fire pillars rushed out from below, all rushing towards him.
Zhang Ling's face sank, and he quickly moved to avoid these attacks.
His heart also secretly called out bad luck. Jiao, a mythical creature resembling a dragon type desolate beasts are really not easy to deal with.
Jiao, a mythical creature resembling a dragon type demon beasts are said to have true dragon bloodline, although thin, but their strength is the strongest among many demon beasts, much stronger than the same rank demon beasts.
For a time, the fire dragon quickly swam in the magma, the sound of gurgling water sounded, the magma flowed, and a circle of ripples appeared. Forming a vortex covering about thirty to forty zhang in size nearby.
A hot wind pressure came from it, the humming wind sounded, and a powerful suction came from the vortex.
Zhang Ling's face sank, and he quickly clapped his hands and released a thick Chongyuan Xuanguang, a type of magical light to cover a piece of space below, which temporarily stopped the suction.
But the magma vortex below suddenly exploded, and instantly rose a flame giant wave of dozens of zhang high, rolling and surrounded towards him.
The fire wave was higher than the other, and the fire Jiao, a mythical creature resembling a dragon swam back and forth in it, and the giant tail slapped the water surface, splashed up sharp water swords.
Zhang Ling was caught in this kind of attack for a time, and he kept moving his position, trying to avoid most of the attacks. But many attacks also fell on his body. Fortunately, his body was always covered by the defense of the Yellow Luo Umbrella, and he was not injured.
But he knew that continuing like this would be very detrimental to him. The environment here was suitable for the fire Jiao, a mythical creature resembling a dragon to display its strength, which was greatly disadvantageous to him.
The fire Jiao, a mythical creature resembling a dragon swam in the magma, with a kind of power of overturning the river and overturning the sea. This beast's swimming speed in it was extremely fast, and even if he released all his divine sense, it would be difficult to lock its trace for a time.
Divine sense was greatly affected in such a hot environment, not to mention intruding into the magma water. With the help of geographical advantages, the fire Jiao, a mythical creature resembling a dragon's strength was increased by three points out of thin air.
Zhang Ling's face was gloomy, with a feeling of being passively beaten. The longer the time dragged on, the more spiritual power lost in his body, the more detrimental it would be to him.
He dodged the attack while thinking about countermeasures.
