The black panther was proud, and it was considered to have found an opportunity to clean up two troubles, but unexpectedly, Tianhong, who had originally had the medicine, cheered up again and rushed over with the white jade pillar.

Moreover, the flames on this kid's body are very different from before, with a familiar but unfamiliar feeling.

However, when facing the issue of flame, the black panther is still different from any creature that Tianhong has seen. It does not like fire like moths, but is really not afraid of the threat of flames. Its skin and hair are not afraid of fire at all, just like the feathers of waterfowls can play a hydrophobic role.

Seeing Tianhong with fire all over his body coming, it had no intention of dodging, but rushed towards Tianhong directly.

Perhaps this is a common problem with felines. If you have enough fun, you must start the rhythm of killing.

The claws larger than a human head, with the hooked nails that seemed to be comparable to the eagle claws, slapped Tianhong's Tianling Cap hard.

Tianhong did not hide, and held up the white jade pillar without stopping. At this time, the two of them were like two cars coming towards him. Whoever gave way first would be a waste.

"when!"

Just like the sound of an iron block hitting the ground, Tianhong's internal organs seemed to be displaced. The white jade pillar that originally hit the black panther was also pressed tightly on his back.

Suddenly, the black panther noticed something was wrong and hurriedly pulled her claws back from Tianhong's body. The skin that was originally not even touched with the fire actually burned up. It hurriedly rubbed its claws on the ground, trying to extinguish the fire with sand and soil.

But I never expected that some of the flames were not affected by mud and sand at all, but instead tended to burn more and more.

"Is it Tianhuo?" It looked at Tianhong incredibly.

"Yes!" Tianhong stood up straight, the flames filled with coldness.

"Who are you?"

"One mortal! One mortal who will kill you!"

After saying that, Tianhong used the white jade pillar to make a standard pole vault. Although the white jade pillar was not elastic, it still made Tianhong jump on the back of the black panther.

"Use my spiritual energy to burn out the body of the black panther beneath you. Di Wu Yang Pan, let's see you!" Tian Hong tapped the Wu Yang Pan and lay directly on the back of the black panther.

"Bang"!

After the explosion, a large ball of fire locked the black panther tightly in it like a cage. No matter how hard it struggled or jumped, it could not throw Tianhong off its body, let alone get rid of the raging fire that seemed to burn its soul.

The black panther was frightened, but he did not completely mess up. Since he could not get rid of the threat of flames, he would lie in the stream to use the flowing water to cool down.

It deliberately rubbed its back into the bottom of the stream, hoping to rub Tianhong down or drown it with mud and stones. But it seemed to underestimate the power of these two flames after they were mixed together. The flowing water, which was pitifully scarce, was evaporated by the two fires in an instant.

I heard a "swish" sound, as if the red-hot iron was thrown into the cold water.

The light white steam did not lower the temperature to the black panther, but instead allowed the heat to drive away the surrounding air, making it feel suffocating immediately.

The surging sky fire burst out with another layer of flames outside along the steam ball, which scared the black panther so much that it suddenly jumped up from the stream and ran towards the mountains frantically.

The weeds and trees along the way were ignited by the fire, and the mountain wind burned even more enthusiastically. The black panther was like a headless fly, and soon harmed half of the mountain.

No matter how scared it is, the green in front of it is swallowed by the reddish "devil", it is also shocking to death. But the more it is frightened, the faster it runs, and the more it will lose its physical strength.

When he ran back to the stream again and wanted to make his last struggle, he suddenly realized that the flames on his body were slowly extinguishing. The black panther thought it was his own illusion, but he jumped into the stream without hesitation.

"Sheep"!

After the steaming, a hint of coolness came. It quickly turned around in the stream and mud for a few more times, and indeed found that the fire on its body was gradually extinguishing.

He cursed "greetings" his ancestors, and turned back to the old man and immediately regained some rationality. He reached out and grabbed Tianhong's right arm, and just a normal back throw, he threw Tianhong out about ten meters away.

"Ah!" Tianhong screamed in pain powerlessly, and immediately fell into a coma.

The ancestor Yanggui changed the form of the black panther again and stepped on Tianhong, who had extinguished the fire, under his feet.

The mud stained from the bottom of the stream was squeezed by huge claws and escaped from the fingers. The black panther looked disgusted, but he still placed half of his body on Tianhong's chest.

"Do you know how the title of Ancestor Yanggui came from? I am one of the few mountain spirits among the three realms who practice strange fire! Not to mention your trick, even if the fire god Zhu Rong in the sky is coming, you have to respect me three points! Want to burn me to death with fire? Haha, let's do it for the next life!"

A crisp sound came from Tianhong's ribs, and the Black Panther turned around and left with satisfaction. However, to his regret, he did not hear the boy begging for mercy, nor did he see the boy's unbearable miserable expression.

Black Panther blames these on Tianhong's fragility, not because his medicine is not effective enough or his back drop is too strong.

But after only two steps, it turned back to Tianhong. It rubbed against the mud in Tianhong's chest and was suddenly attracted by a ray of light.

"Di Wu Yang Pan? It's really on this guy!" Black Panther was a little surprised, and still stretched out his hook and nails to embed them directly into Tianhong's chest.

"ah!"

The black panther pulled the Wuyang Pan out of Tianhong's chest. The white beard stained with blood was like an uncut folded ear root soaked with chili oil. It dripped onto Tianhong's chest and blood dripped onto his abdomen.

Tianhong, who was still alive, completely lost his breath, his head tilted and died directly in the overwhelmed weeds.

The black panther who got a novel thing, although he looked disgusted, he still focused all his attention on the Wuyang plate. This immortal seemed to have seen this strange magic weapon with his own eyes, but he didn't expect that he would really hold it in his claws today.

It seemed that this sacred magic weapon was a bit impoverished with the blood of mortals. The black panther used her three legs to walk towards the stream where the water was flowing, trying to completely clean the Wuyang Plate.

The sound of disturbing water just covered the low growling behind him. With all his attention on the Five Sheep Plate, the Black Panther became even more excited and unscrupulous.

"Woo!" Tianhong's voice kept roaring, and his eyes opened in an instant.

He looked at the surrounding environment and immediately remembered what had just happened. The pain that caused him to die directly awakened his long forgotten transformation state.

The two ears shaking frequently, constantly collecting the complex sounds around them, as if they were thanking the Black Panther for the severe pain just now.

"Bao Dafei!" Tianhong, whose eyes were red, stood up straight like a zombie.

Before the Black Panther could react, he jumped onto the Black Panther's back again.

But this time, I didn't ride the Black Panther, but came with it back to back.
Chapter completed!