Chapter 671 Nana: “Nmd” Yan Miao: “Forget It, Forget It”

The Flame Queen Dragon and the male Flame King Dragon belong to a group of ancient dragons that are more common and have more detailed ecological data.

They can even be called representative species of ancient dragons, just like the status of fire dragons in flying dragons.

They are mobile flame disasters.

Even if they just fly by, the scattered hot and explosive scale powder is enough to cause large-scale forest fires. Two or three years ago, an abnormal migration of the Flame Queen Dragon in the border area caused a large number of casualties.

But such a "Yan Kingdom's Queen" seemed extremely powerless in front of the Tyrant Dragon.

The proud super-high temperature flame column breath and the scale powder attack that can cause a large-scale explosion fell on the Tyrant Dragon that could bathe and sleep in the deep magma, and it only made it feel "a little hot".

After being accidentally shot down from the air, it was completely suppressed by the Tyrant Dragon, which weighed several times more than itself.

If this continues, it may not take long before the Tyrant Dragon's huge fangs will bite through its neck and kill it.

The pigs in the cave were all stunned. Was the Tyrannosaurus that they had been walking around for two days and two nights so strong?

At this moment, another huge red shadow wrapped in flames flew over.

"Roar!"

It was like a burning meteorite, crashing into the side of the Tyrannosaurus and knocking it away from the Flame Queen Dragon.

Then, the four strong and powerful claws were embedded in the relatively soft side of the Tyrannosaurus, and the huge flesh wings vibrated violently, as if trying to lift the Tyrannosaurus into the air.

But it obviously underestimated the weight of the Tyrannosaurus. Even if it flapped its wings with all its strength, it could only barely lift the upper body of the Tyrannosaurus, and could not bring it into the sky at all.

"Theo Diskatol (Flame King Dragon) meow!" Bone, who recognized the true form of the red giant shadow, screamed.

The male Flame King Dragon is slightly thicker than the Flame Queen Dragon. Even the Tyrannosaurus is not very comfortable with the full-strength collision.

It roared in pain and swung its long tail, trying to shoot down the Flame King Dragon.

The Flame King Dragon released its claws in time, flapped its wings and rushed into the air, avoiding the giant tail of Tyrant Dragon covered with sharp thorns.

The wounded and embarrassed Flame Queen Dragon also took this opportunity to flap its wings and rise into the air. Tyrant Dragon waved its claws to try to pull it down, but it was still a beat too late and only grabbed a few strands of mane at the tip of its tail.

The Flame King Dragon and Flame Queen Dragon, who broke free from the shackles of the earth, soared in the sky. The sharp teeth and claws that Tyrant Dragon was proud of could no longer threaten them.

Tyrant Dragon's vertical pupils stared at the sky, and it began to inhale. Exhaling was its only means of long-range attack.

The Flame Queen Dragon, who had suffered a loss once, continued to climb, circling at an altitude of two or three hundred meters, and its scales burning with dark blue flames fell down.

The Flame King Dragon also joined in, scattering red scale powder. On the slope of the low volcano, a strange red and blue "fire snow" fell, and countless scale powder fell on Tyrant Dragon and a large area around it.

"Dig deeper, meow!"

Realizing what was about to happen, Bones no longer cared about the risk of being exposed. He stuck his head out and loudly reminded his companions around him, "Dig as deep as you can, meow! Seal the hole, meow!"

Zhucho and the others did not dare to hesitate and immediately drilled down frantically, while also not forgetting to use their hind paws to lift up gravel and seal the hole in the ground.

Balong seemed to have sensed the danger, but it did not drill a hole. It just lay down and used its hard back and long tail to protect its head and abdomen.

The density of the red and blue scale powder became higher and higher, and finally reached that threshold.

The next moment, a violent explosion swept across the world, and the powerful shock wave even blew away the thick clouds of volcanic ash in the sky. The bright sunshine sprinkled on the fiercely burning land for the first time in a long time.

The scale powder that had not yet burned out fell on the dark shell, hissing.

The Tyrannosaurus in the sea of ​​fire slowly stood up, flashing with cold and angry vertical pupils, staring at the two dragons flying in the sky.

"Roar!!!"

It raised its neck and howled, claiming the sovereignty of the volcano and the surrounding area.

"Roar--!"

The Flame Queen Dragon hovering in the air was not to be outdone, and roared in response, with flames lingering between its sharp teeth, ready to launch a new round of offensive at any time.

However, the Flame King Dragon roared at it.

The Flame Queen Dragon glared at it fiercely, and the two ancient dragons, whose IQs were not inferior to those of humans, seemed to be communicating.

In the brief "dispute", the Flame Queen Dragon even slapped the Flame King Dragon twice, obviously very indignant, but it was finally convinced.

After taking a deep look at the pitch-black dragon standing in the sea of ​​fire, the Flame Queen Dragon and the Flame King Dragon gave up this "accidentally acquired" new territory and flew to the Kingdom of Fire where lava flowed deep in the mountains.

Watching the two ancient dragons until they disappeared from sight, Tyrant Dragon took steady and powerful steps again, step by step, towards the crater, as if walking towards his own throne.

"It's finally over meow!" Bone poked his head out from the ground, glanced at the burning ground around him, and couldn't help but feel lucky, "Fortunately I dug deep meow, otherwise it would have turned into charcoal meow."

Zhu Chop, Huojian, and Xianglan also drilled out of the cave one after another.

Looking at the back of Tyrannosaurus diving into the crater, Zhu Chop muttered, "Please sleep well when you go back meow, it's better not to see such a guy again meow."

"One, it must be like this meow? There is really no other way meow? Meow stop meow! I think I can still save it meow! Meow!!!"

An amazingly powerful force suddenly erupted from Xianglan's petite body. It forcibly broke free from Fengying's restraints and flew out.

Hayata was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and reached out to pick it up again.

"What's wrong with you? Strength is your only advantage. How could you let Elu break free?" An Xier, who was watching the show, mocked mercilessly.

"Damn it, I was careless just now." Feng Ying, who felt embarrassed, bit her tongue, rolled up her sleeves, and locked Xianglan's two front paws tightly. Thinking that she was worried, she bent her legs and clamped Xianglan's hind paws.

Xianglan's whole cat was stretched so long by her.

Hayata held the shaving razor in her hand, squatted down and said with a smile: "The whole body is burned and scalded. If you don't remove the hair first, it will be difficult to apply medicine and it will be easy to get infected.

And the hair in many places is burnt. If you don't shave it and let it grow again, it will not be able to return to its original silver and shiny appearance."

Xianglan struggled with all her strength, but when Feng Ying was on guard, it was useless for her to burst out her potential. There was an essential difference in strength between the two.

"I don't believe it meow! I can drink more recovery medicine meow! I can wait for the hair to grow longer meow, and then I can trim off the burnt part on the outside and it will be fine meow!"

"It doesn't look good after shaving, but won't it grow back in a week or two meow?" Huojian, who had been shaved clean, was holding Mu Tian Liao in his mouth, wondering why Xianglan reacted so strongly.

"Because this guy is particularly conceited meow." Zhuchop, who was also naked and had a towel wrapped around his waist, seemed to be annoyed by Xianglan's screams.

He walked over, pulled out the knife from Fengying's waist, and cut Xianglan's forehead when she was not prepared.

A piece of cat hair fluttered down, and Xianglan was bald.

"That's it meow, if you don't shave, you'll stay bald meow."

Xianglan's body stiffened, and then he struggled like crazy, and even with Fengying's strength, he was shaken.

"Zhuchop meow! I'll fight you meow!"