Chapter 628

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At this time, invisible edges came out through the courtyard wall and shuttled back and forth in the surrounding streets. In the twinkling of an eye, the streets in this area were like the end of the day, with smooth cutting cracks everywhere.

To tell you the truth, if Wei Xiaobei had just run a little slower, he might have fewer parts.

The speed of the white fog dragon horse was very fast. Before long, Wei Xiaobei's eyes coagulated and some unbelievable looks appeared on his face.

The alley behind the rental house where I once lived used to be the edge of the desert.

But now, out of the alley, what Wei Xiaobei saw was a gray land.

The desert disappeared?

Do you?

"Rush!"

Wei Xiaobei did not hesitate, judged the direction, commanded the white fog dragon horse and rushed forward.

The white fog dragon horse ran about two or three kilometers on the gray land, and a thick fog appeared before.

Wei Xiaobei's eyes were firm and did not waver at all. The white fog dragon horse did not have its own consciousness. Naturally, it acted according to Wei Xiaobei's orders and plunged into the thick fog.

After entering the dense fog, Wei Xiaobei felt as if he had lost his way. His eyes looked out and he couldn't even see any information about his ability to be knowledgeable.

At this time, time seems to be at a standstill. No matter how the white fog dragon horse runs, the thick fog seems to have no end. Even at such a fast speed, the whole world seems to fall into nothingness.

But Wei Xiaobei didn't give up. After entering this area, he could feel a trace of heat from the dragon soul on his forehead, and this heat was increasing as he moved forward.

Perhaps this is the connection between the dragon soul and the noumenon.

Hoo!

I don't know how long it took. Suddenly, Wei Xiaobei felt that the golden gravel came into view.

I'm out!

Wei Xiaobei couldn't help turning his head and looking back. His ecstatic look immediately solidified on his face.

There was no white fog behind him. There was only a desert. The most deadly thing was that Wei Xiaobei saw a trace of dark blue in the distance and the smell of sea water in his nostrils.

At the end of the desert behind me is the sea!

Your sister!

What the hell is going on?

Wei Xiaobei's face was slightly gloomy. There was no doubt that the thick fog was strange.

But for now, that's not the important thing.

Wei Xiaobei recognized the direction slightly through the dragon soul, and drove the white fog dragon horse forward.

The temperature is constantly increasing. Before entering the desert, the temperature was about 378 degrees, but after more than ten kilometers, the temperature has risen to 100 degrees.

In other words, in such a temperature, water will boil directly!

It should be said that in the previous desert, the temperature was not so high. The temperature would reach this level only when it was close to the fire dragon rock on AO Yan's body.

Wei Xiaobei has determined that Ao Yan is ahead. Such an abnormal temperature can almost prove that Ao Yan has a problem.

The contact time between Wei Xiaobei and AO Yan is not short.

Although the temperature outside aoyan's body is very high, and this desert is a phenomenon shaped by its power overflow from a certain point of view, aoyan's control over the power of fire is not weak.

Otherwise, when he licks Wei Xiaobei happily, Wei Xiaobei may turn into ashes. I'm afraid the temperature of his saliva is so high that he can't resist fire immunity (intermediate).

Wei Xiaobei's mood fluctuated slightly, and the white fog dragon horse was immediately affected, and the speed suddenly increased several times.

However, this growth rate did not last long, and the white fog dragon horse could not maintain its shape. Wei Xiaobei only felt that his crotch was empty, and the white fog dragon horse immediately turned into white fog and retracted into the white fog dragon bow.

Wei Xiaobei made a somersault, and his legs fell steadily to the ground, but his eyes looked forward.

In the distance, a fiery red body like a mountain appeared in the field of vision of weixiaobei.

It's Ao Yan!

Wei Xiaobei immediately rushed forward. When his eyes could see clearly, he was surprised to find that Ao Yan was completely different from before.

In short, it's ugly.

Well, who would be lying on the ground with constant spasms would not look good.

However, the outside of it is full of fire. Taking 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 with great momentum.

"You're here, enough friends!"

What Wei Xiaobei didn't expect was that Ao Yan said such a sentence when he just stood outside the sea of fire.

However, it can be heard from his voice that Ao Yan seemed a little weak at this time.

"What's the matter? Can I have a look?"

Wei Xiaobei looked dignified. There was no doubt that the scene in front of him was the result of Ao Yan's inability to control his own strength.

"I'm going to degenerate into a Jiao. Stand away, or I'll hurt you."

Ao Yan's trust in himself is beyond Wei Xiaobei's imagination.

Wei Xiaobei knows that Cobra dragons are the weakest when they degenerate into Jiaos.

The dragon has many habits similar to snakes.

"Can I help you?"

Wei Xiaobei doesn't know what will happen next, but Ao Yan is also his friend. Naturally, Wei Xiaobei can't stand idly by. Besides, he's here. It's really unreasonable to stand next to him like a fool.

"Help? Forget it. If you have nothing to do, just quench your body in the magma. This is my own business. Others can't help."

Although Ao Yan regards Wei Xiaobei as a friend, let alone despise Wei Xiaobei. The strength gap between the two sides is too large.

Can you imagine your pet mouse vowing to help you solve difficult problems?

Wei Xiaobei closed his eyes and felt it. Now Ao Yan shouldn't be in too much danger.

As Ao Yan said, he can't help for the time being. It's better to quench his fire resistance in the magma.

Thinking of this, Wei Xiaobei jumped into the magma.

With the body immersed in magma, powerful heat penetrates into the body through the skin.

It's hot!

Just like this, Wei Xiaobei almost jumped out of the magma.

Although the color of the magma is only dark red, it is much higher than the actual magma temperature, even higher than the Huolong dung lake.

Fortunately, Wei Xiaobei's fire immunity has been upgraded to intermediate level, and the high temperature of this level is barely tolerable.

Of course, even so, Wei Xiaobei's skin turned white quickly with the naked eye, then turned black and charred.

With the skin damaged, Wei Xiaobei's strong recovery ability began to start, constantly regenerating the skin and even the connective tissue under the skin.

There is no doubt that this pain is unbearable to most people.

Wei Xiaobei felt that it was not fun to soak like this, so he simply buried his head into the magma.

Immediately, the hot magma invaded the body along the delicate respiratory tract.

This is another novel pain.

Fortunately, for Wei Xiaobei, all kinds of pain are signs of his continuous enhancement. This idea makes Wei Xiaobei refuse to accept the pain.

Anyway, the magma immersed in their own respiratory tract, that is, scalding the respiratory tract at most, and with their own recovery ability, they can recover in a short time.

"Are you okay?"

After about two minutes, Ao Yan's voice came in through the magma.

Let alone Wei Xiaobei's ears are hot. How can he hear the sound.

For Wei Xiaobei with an induction force attribute of up to 43, any sound can directly penetrate into his mind as long as he is within the induction pulse range, as long as Wei Xiaobei is willing to answer.

Not to mention that the ears are ripe, even if all the auditory nerves are destroyed, it will not affect Wei Xiaobei's induction pulse.

"OK."

Wei Xiaobei's head has become bald. Although the strength of Wei Xiaobei's hair is harder than steel wire, it can't last long in the magma, even more fragile than the skin.

Seeing Wei Xiaobei's appearance, Ao Yan immediately smiled. Although his voice was a little ugly, he was indeed laughing.

"If you have nothing to do, just chat with me. It's really hard to degenerate."

Ao Yan complained, biting his teeth with hatred.

Wei Xiaobei naturally won't refuse. Anyway, it's bubbling in the magma, and the speed of improving fire resistance won't be very fast.

After Wei Xiaobei talked to Ao Yan, he found that Ao Yan had become a resentful man and kept complaining.

Complain about your mother, your father, and even your brothers and sisters.

Gradually, Wei Xiaobei heard something from Ao Yan's words.

To tell the truth, Wei Xiaobei had a doubt since he first saw Ao Yan.

For Mao, Ao Yan will stay here alone.

As I said before, in terms of the age of the real dragon, Ao Yan is equivalent to an eight or nine year old child.

His mother is Yan Jiao. Wei Xiaobei doesn't know what's going on with Yan Jiao, but his father, West Sea Dragon King, is very familiar with Wei Xiaobei.

Well, of course, this familiarity comes from journey to the West.

Wei Xiaobei is very familiar with four teachers and disciples in the West and a horse.

That horse is Ao lie, the son of the Dragon King of the West Sea!

This guy was angry because his wife hooked up with Hydra and set fire to the Pearl given by the Jade Emperor. As a result, his father sued the emperor in heaven and said he was disobedient.

In this way, the Jade Emperor was so angry that he sent heavenly soldiers and generals to arrest him. If Guanyin Bodhisattva didn't come forward to beg, he would be sent directly to the cutting Sendai.

Finally, Ao lie turned into a white dragon horse, converted to Buddhism, entrusted Tang Sanzang to obtain the Sutra, and was granted the title of eight Tianlong Guangli Bodhisattvas.

Not to mention that this guy's wife gave him a green hat and took the baby to vent, right? It can also be seen that the relationship between the West Sea Dragon King and his son is extremely bad.

The reason is very simple. When her daughter-in-law Hongxing came out of the wall, she sent her son to chop Sendai. Is there such a father? (to be continued.)