"Shut up, you crazy beast!"

Not far away, the leader of the Dieling Clan, who was trying his best to release spiritual energy to protect the young members of his clan around him, his eyes were splitting. He shouted loudly: "You invaded our homeland for no reason, released the hot breath here, and planned to kill us, and now you are rude.

Don't even think about getting away like this, at worst, I will die with you!"

"You!!" The three-eyed desert frog was so angry that it trembled all over and its body was like sieve chaff. It roared: "If you think I am in the way here, you should let me go. At worst, I promise you to leave now and never do it again.

Touch a single hair of your tribe!"

"Three-Eyed Desert Frog, you have repeated the same words thousands of times over the years. Do you really think we will be fooled again?"

An elder of the Butterfly Spirit Clan raised his voice and said angrily: "Last time, an elder suggested letting you go. As soon as I got close to you, you suddenly killed and hurt someone, causing him to almost die. We can't make the same mistake again."

Got it!"

"Damn it, damn the Butterfly Spirit Tribe. Once I get out of trouble, I swear to wipe out your race!"

The desert frog let out a hysterical roar, and the red patterns on its body once again released blazing fire energy, "!" Harsh burning sounds came one after another, and the spiritual energy shackles originally wrapped around the desert frog's body were instantly burned into columns of smoke, and then made a crackling sound.

sound.

"Boom, boom, boom!" In the electric light and flint, three shackles that had almost exhausted their power were broken in succession, and the desert frog was about to escape from the trap.

"Oops, we must release the spiritual energy to strengthen the shackles, otherwise this guy will escape!"

"No, we have to retain our spiritual energy to resist the hot atmosphere, otherwise the children will be roasted alive!" Just when the patriarch and the elders were in a dilemma, a scream suddenly sounded not far away: "Grandpa patriarch, don't panic

,I'm back"

"Dongdong?!" When the clan leader saw the petite silhouette rushing straight towards everyone, he immediately waved his hands and screamed: "Don't come here, it's dangerous!"

"Child, get back!"

"Uh-huh," Butterfly Spirit Dongdong tried her best to release the cold air in the ice crystal collar and bracelet, turning into a biting cold wind and rushing towards her companions. She hurriedly shouted: "Everyone, hurry up and absorb these..."

"Gugua!" At the same time, the three-eyed desert frog roared, and finally broke all the spiritual shackles. It raised its head and roared: "Kill, kill, kill!"

"Kill your ass!" It was too late to say, but soon after that, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Mowa, raised his hand and slapped him, "Pah!" This slap hit the three-pupiled Mowa's cheek hard, hitting the opponent hard.

It flipped continuously in the air, and then fell to the ground with a clang, causing the ground to sink and crack, causing earth and rocks to fly.

"That's awesome. Who is this person?" Seeing Guan Heng take action, the Dieling Clan leader and others were so frightened that chills ran down their spines, and they felt frightened.

At this moment, Dongdong introduced: "This is brother Guan Heng. It was he who saved me with his cold air when I was in danger, and he also promised me to help everyone."

"It turned out to be a benefactor, so disrespectful and disrespectful." The leader of the Dieling clan saluted Guan Heng with clasped fists: "I am really grateful that you can save our clan from danger."

"It's just the right time, it's a trivial matter." After Guan Heng said this, he continued: "I'd better solve your current trouble first."

"Quack quack!" The next moment, a three-eyed desert frog jumped up not far away and roared towards him. This guy's three eyes were as red as blood, and he seemed to be completely in a state of madness.

"No way, just a slap in the face made you mad?" Guan Heng didn't care about the ferocious desert frog rushing towards him, and said slowly: "It seems that the loss just suffered is not enough, then okay

, I will train you again."

"Hoo!" The strong wind suddenly picked up, and the desert frog wrapped one of its front paws around the top of Mount Tai and slapped Guan Heng's head hard. Dongdong next to him screamed: "Brother Guan, be careful."

"It doesn't matter. It's impossible to sway me with this kind of trivial trick." Guan Heng smiled slightly at this time: "Let me show you a trick."

"Whoa!" In an instant, Guan Heng stretched out an index finger and pressed it squarely against the front paw of the three-eyed desert frog, making it difficult for the opponent to move another half inch. Then, Guan Hengdou suddenly flicked his finger and hit the desert frog in the middle.

Forehead, "Bang!" This guy's body like a hill immediately rolled out again on the ground.

But at this moment, Guan Heng also felt something strange about the body of the Three-eyed Desert Frog, and then murmured to himself: "No matter how angry he is, he will not ignore the injury and attack crazily without overestimating his own strength, unless it is

'I can't help myself'!"

"Quack, quack, quack!" Just when Guan Heng made this judgment, Mowa stood up again, shook his body, still burst into hysterical roars, and rushed over.

"Qiang!" There was a clang sound, and Guan Heng pulled out his dagger and flicked it with one finger, "Dang!" A large wave of cold air swept over in an instant, almost freezing half of Mowa's body, "Click!" Mowa said twice.

The hind legs suddenly turned into lumps of ice and stuck to the ground.

But in the blink of an eye, a large blazing red light appeared on this guy's back, and the boiling heat enveloped his body, melting all the ice in an instant. "Finally I found the reason for your anger. It turns out that there is too much in your body.

If you want something, let me bring it out for you."

"Hey!" As soon as he said this, Guan Heng had already landed in front of the three-eyed desert frog. He stretched out his hand and pressed its head hard and smashed it to the ground. "Boom!" His forehead came into close contact with the ground many times.

, Mo Frog suddenly fell into a dizzy state.

"Whoa!" The dagger in Guan Heng's palm instantly flipped over his wrist and plunged right into Mo Frog's back. The pain made the guy's eyes widen and he roared: "Wow, it hurts me to death!"

"Shut up, if you let this thing stay in your body for a while, you won't be in pain, but dead!" Guan Heng said, and he suddenly raised the tip of his sword, and immediately a red shadow spurted blood from the opponent's body.

It burst out of the flesh and he reached out his hand to catch it.

"Plop!" The red evil fire in the eyes of the three-eyed desert frog disappeared after the foreign object was separated from the body, and it itself collapsed on the spot, gasping for air.

"Hoo, ho, ho... I'm finally saved." Mo Wa murmured to himself: "I don't have any memory in my mind these years. I only remember being so hot that I ran around. Ken, it must have been caused by this thing.

Yes, Chief of the Butterfly Spirit Clan, I’m sorry for you.”

"No wonder it is so." The leader of the Butterfly Spirit flew down to stand on top of its head, and then said: "In the early years, when you first moved to the underground ruins, your temper was not that bad at all, and you never harmed other living beings."

Dongdong pointed to the thing in Guan Heng's hand and asked, "Brother Guan, what is this?"

"I'm not sure, but this thing contains extremely pure fire spirit element, so it should be a good thing." Guan Heng said this, looked at the Dieling clan members again, and then said with a smile: "Of course, for you, maybe
Chapter completed!