When Saint zachareton was furious, he felt deeply cheated. He became a beast and attacked Moore with a pair of giant pliers.

At this time, the clattering water fell from the top, and a large amount of water vapor spread at the bottom of the seam.

One man and one scorpion have already fought each other. The huge sound of water makes the scorpion's movement slightly and invisibly stop for a while, and the eyes on the side of the body turn towards the back.

Humph, that's it again. How long are they going to pour it?

Is it his illusion that the water at his feet is rising much faster than the last time?

His wandering spirit gave Moore a breathing time. After several rounds, he didn't have a chance to attack the scorpion, but he didn't get hurt.

Soon, there was a strong fragrance of plants in the air, and the clear water became green and invisible.

This strange situation makes the heart of Santa zachari more intense. He immediately let go of the attack on the eagle beast and climbed up.

This is a great chance to kill San zachari. Where would Moore let San zachari escape, immediately catch up with him and pull back with one leg of San zachari.

And when he was angry, he turned, and lifted up his great scorpion tongs, and began to take them down.

At this time, a burning stick fell from the air in rotation. The fire lit up the stone wall along the road, falling into the waist water, and the "poof" went out. However, in the next moment, a fire flashed over the water, spreading rapidly.

"No!" A shrill female voice accompanied the torch into the ground. The voice seemed to be saturated with tears, which made people feel sad and cry.

In the fight, a Scorpio and a person all stopped and turned to look at the spreading flame. Their dark eyes were all plated with a layer of strange red light, becoming brighter and brighter.

There was a brilliant smile on Moore's face. There was no regret on his face. There was only satisfaction and relief.

He knows that Qingqing didn't blame him. Qingqing wants him to live.

The fire spread and the scorpion kicked Moore away in a hurry and climbed up quickly.

Moore immediately regained his mind, and his eyes were sharp. Regardless of the fire, he rushed forward and grabbed the scorpion's legs again, and dragged it into the water again with his own brute force.

The bird's hair is not forbidden to burn. Although it's human shape, Moore's body burns at the moment of contact with the fire, and the whole person becomes a fireman in an instant.

He didn't feel the pain. Maybe what he was burning was just a feather without pain. Maybe at this critical moment, he forgot the pain.

For the first time, Santa zachari's eyes were in a state of panic because of the unprecedented sense of crisis. The huge scorpion nipped a stone beside him. The sharp sound of the friction between the pliers and the stone was still dragged down unwillingly.

The two animals fell into the water at the same time, and with a "Yi" sound, the flame on Moore's body went out, only covering his body with a layer of burnt black.

The body of the giant scorpion can't be submerged by water, and its upper body is wrapped by fire. Although it can't burn for a while, the carapace also feels pain. Santa zachari hissed, dived into the water, moistened a layer of carapace, and climbed up again.

The spirit behind Moore always follows him. When he comes out of the water, he mercilessly pulls the scorpion down.

For such a delay, the water had already touched their heads, and Santa zachari could not rise, and the stone sank in the water.