The fire-armored dragon in the magma raised its head, looked at this uninvited guest, and snorted twice into the air.
It seemed to be disdainful and mocking.
Anyway, Lin Tianyou couldn't see a trace of fear from this flame-armored dragon.
Although the fire-armored dragon is an inferior dragon, it can still dominate all beasts.
A ghost king whose soul power is not of high quality will almost be eaten by him when faced with it.
Therefore, the appearance of Lin Tianyou was just a dessert between his teeth after taking a bath.
Lin Tianyou no longer stayed, the dragon's blood was right in front of him, and he could leave as long as he got it.
I stood on the edge of the abyss and observed it. The magma below was a bit warm.
He has been used to being struck by lightning since he was a child and thinks he has good lightning resistance.
But I'm not sure if my body can withstand the burns of the magma.
Jumping into the lava rashly is obviously a stupid thing to do.
"Lu Ban, can you design a tool for me that can salvage the fire-armored dragon from the magma?"
Lin Tianyou asked.
There is a skilled craftsman in the heroic spirit. He is not usually needed. Now is the opportunity.
"Lord, the temperature of the magma here is too high.
I’m afraid my craftsmanship won’t be of any use.”
Lu Ban glanced at the magma under the abyss and said in embarrassment.
The materials for his ghost arts are all made of wood and cannot withstand the temperature of magma.
"It doesn't matter, just do it.
I will use ice soul to cover the net you created.
It can withstand the burning of magma in a short period of time."
Lin Tianyou waved his hand.
"Ah, yes, my lord also has a mutated ice soul. I almost forgot about this.
Lord, please wait for me for half a minute, I will soon be able to build a strong fishing net."
Lu Ban patted his head and suddenly realized.
Then, after agreeing, he began to display his craftsman's ghost skills.
Lin Tianyou, the old god, was bathing under the lava with the fire-armored dragon, looking at each other.
Although the fire-armored dragon despised Lin Tianyou, Lin Tianyou also didn't take it seriously.
Completely regard this fire-armored dragon as a lamb to be slaughtered.
Just when he was about to provoke the fire-armored dragon, Lin Tianyou frowned.
A powerful demonic energy flew from the side, swept across the entire volcanic cave, and appeared next to Lin Tianyou in an instant.
He had no intention of attacking Lin Tianyou.
In other words, he didn't see Lin Tianyou at all.
His eyes were just staring at the fire armored dragon below the abyss.
"Haha, I finally found the Fire Armored Dragon.
If you catch it back, the prince will be rewarded heavily!"
This is a middle-aged man wearing scale armor.
He has yellow hair, very thin eyes, and his shape is a bit like the "Shamate" from Yang Shili. Although he is strangely long, his strength cannot be underestimated.
"Unexpectedly, there is a powerful sea monster like you here!"
Lin Tianyou whispered softly, the 'Shamate' in front of him had almost twice the evil soul power of Xingsun Ghost King.
It even surpassed the power of the Extreme Ice Ghost King.
Lin Tianyou estimated that the quality of this middle-aged man's evil spirit was close to that of a quasi-emperor.
"Damn, Dragon King, this sea monster is so smart. He rushed towards you and ignored you as if you were nothing. This is intolerable!"
The Supreme Dragon Jue Sword was so angry that he loudly encouraged Lin Tianyou to teach this middle-aged man a lesson.
"You are right, this is indeed intolerable."
Lin Tianyou grinned and spoke in agreement.
"Huh? There are actually people here?"
Hearing Lin Tianyou muttering to himself, the middle-aged man realized that there was a young man standing next to him.
He looked at Lin Tianyou and said in surprise:
"Young man, at such a young age, you have reached seven million soul power, so you are quite capable!"
He could detect Lin Tianyou's soul power at a glance.
He didn't take the seven million soul power seriously yet, but Lin Tianyou's age surprised him.
"Are you from the ghost tribe? The prince said that if you encounter a ghost tribe, you will be killed without mercy.
But I'm in a good mood today, and I happened to meet a fire-armored dragon, so I'll let you live, and you can leave now."
The middle-aged man said in an indifferent voice.
He was very happy to discover the fire-armored dragon. Because of this, he had no intention of killing Lin Tianyou.
"Is there a way to survive if I let go?"
Lin Tianyou shook his head and sneered, then pointed at the fire-armored dragon in the magma and said:
"I am here this time to get the dragon's blood from this dragon.
I won't leave until its blood is taken away.
If you are confident, you can take action against me."
The young man took a step forward, his eyes full of teasing.
"Are you here to get the fire-armored dragon's blood too?"
The middle-aged Siren was a little surprised. This wave's original attack location was not this island.
But they discovered traces of the fire-armored dragon, so they kept sending sea beasts and sea monsters to the island.
The purpose is to find the Fire Armored Dragon.
"Young man, the fire-armored dragon blood is the gift of the prince of my sea-monster clan.
If you want to take its dragon blood, you are going against my siren clan.
I don’t want to kill you, don’t seek death!”
The middle-aged Siren's tone was filled with rudeness.
"You talk so much!"
Lin Tianyou lost his patience and moved his steps. He had already reached the side of the middle-aged Siren and gently tapped out with his left index finger.
The location is exactly the temple of the middle-aged Siren.
With this finger, Lin Tianyou wanted to destroy his soul.
The middle-aged siren looked shocked. He didn't expect Lin Tianyou to actually take action as soon as he said it. His body was caught in the lightning and flint, and he immediately moved back.
At the same time, a fist pushed forward at a strange angle.
They were colliding with Lin Tianyou's fingers.
Bo!
There was a sound like a bubble being popped, and the middle-aged Siren suddenly felt that one finger in his fist seemed to have lost consciousness.
After taking a few steps back, he steadied his body and looked at his fist again. There was blood dripping there. It turned out that when he collided with Lin Tianyou, one of his middle fingers had been broken by the opponent's hand!
"How is this possible with your power!"
The middle-aged Siren's face was full of disbelief. In his imagination, it was his fist that broke Lin Tianyou's fingers.
But in fact, it's exactly the opposite.
His fist met Lin Tianyou's fingers, just like tofu met with a knife. They were not of the same magnitude at all.
"You are not an ordinary seventh-level ghost king!"
His fist shook slightly and he said in a deep voice.
Lin Tianyou smiled and wanted to speak.
But the middle-aged Siren continued:
"It's a pity that although you are strong, you still have to lose to me. My blood contains a toxin that can reduce the soul power of ghosts.
As long as you get a little bit on it, the toxin will take effect.
Although what you pointed out just now was pleasant, it was already stained with my poisonous blood.
This fire-armored dragon blood is still mine!"
With his fingers connected to his heart, the middle-aged Siren's face was already pale with pain, but his tone was still arrogant.
And all this relies on the poison of his natural talent. (To be continued)