Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 565: The Flame Dragon Tired Warrior Goes to Danger

Hong Hongyan's huge body shook, like a mountain about to collapse.

The black flames it spewed out gradually died out, replaced by bursts of white smoke emanating from it, like the helpless sigh coming out of the bottom of a burnt-out pot.

Lin Ye'er frowned, and a bad premonition arose in her heart.

"Hong Hongyan, what's wrong with you?"

Hong Hongyan let out a low whimper, her huge head drooped weakly, and her eyelids closed heavily.

The scales on its body that originally emitted a fiery aura had now dimmed and lost their former luster.

"Is it... asleep?" Shen Qingzhu was confused. There was something wrong with the plot!

You said you were going to beat up the villain, why did you suddenly fall asleep?

Lin Ye'er sighed, reached out and touched Hong Hongyan's huge head, feeling its breathing gradually steady.

"It's not asleep, it's in a deep sleep."

"After the bloodline awakened, its power skyrocketed, but the body has not yet fully adapted to this power. It needs to sleep for a while to digest and absorb it."

"So...what should we do now?"

Shen Qingzhu looked at the sleeping Hong Hongyan, then looked at the battlefield in the distance that was scorched by black flames, and was a little at a loss for a moment.

Lin Ye'er pondered for a moment and said, "Let's send it back to the Gods Mental Hospital first. It's safer there."

"Once it wakes up, it should be able to fully control this power."

After saying that, Lin Ye'er took out a jade talisman, crushed it, and a space crack appeared out of thin air.

She gave a gentle push, and Hong Hongyan's huge body disappeared into the space crack.

“Huh…” Lin Ye’er breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the red robe of the divine messenger that was still emitting a scorching aura in the distance. “Now, it’s our turn.”

Shen Qingzhu also followed Lin Ye'er's gaze. The red robe of the divine messenger, which was originally covered by black flames, was now exposed to their sight.

Without the protection of high temperature, the Red God's Envoy's Robe was like a tiger with its teeth pulled out, no longer as majestic as before.

"The opportunity has come!" Shen Qingzhu

"Let's go!" Lin Ye'er jumped down from the tall building without any hesitation.

Shen Qingzhu followed closely behind, and the two of them were like two flashes of lightning, cutting through the night sky and heading straight for the Red God's Messenger's robe.

At this moment, a thick branch fell from the sky, wrapped around Lin Ye'er and Shen Qingzhu's waists, and swung them gently towards the direction of the Red God's Messenger's robe.

"Muzi, well done!" Lin Ye'er shouted in the air.

At the same time, missiles flew in from a distance, aiming directly at the Red Messenger's robe.

"Boom boom boom——"

The deafening roar of the missile explosion and the flames shot up into the sky, lighting up the entire night sky red.

The Red Messenger's Oracle Robe seemed to be aware of the danger and struggled desperately to avoid it, but it was still a step slower.

The missile hit the Red Messenger's robe accurately, and the shock wave generated by the explosion blew it away and fell heavily to the ground.

Lin Ye'er and Shen Qingzhu used the power of the tree demon's branches to land steadily on the edge of the fire.

"Six seconds, is that enough?" Shen Qingzhu asked seriously, looking at the red robe of the envoy that was blown beyond recognition.

Lin Ye'er's lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile. "That's enough."

The two smiled at each other,

"Then..." Lin Ye'er paused and looked at Shen Qingzhu.

Shen Qingzhu took a deep breath and slowly raised his right hand.

"let's start."

"Snapped!"

Shen Qingzhu snapped his fingers crisply, as if starting a gorgeous magic show.

A faint blue light burst out from the fingertips, drawing a strange arc in the air.

Then, an almost transparent passage appeared out of thin air, like a tunnel leading to another world, connecting Shen Qingzhu and the red robe of the divine messenger in the distance.

Inside the passage, the air was twisted, the light was refracted, and it was filled with strange energy fluctuations, as if even time had been frozen.

"Ye'er, it's up to you!" Shen Qingzhu's voice was clear and powerful, with a hint of excitement.

Lin Ye'er's lips curled up with a confident arc, and she stepped forward. Her body turned into a stream of light and instantly drilled into the vacuum channel.

Lin Ye'er was moving at high speed in the passage, feeling the distorted air and strange energy around her. Her adrenaline surged, as if she was on a thrilling roller coaster ride.

At the other end of the passage, the Red Messenger of Oracle Robe seemed to sense the danger and let out an angry roar.

Its huge body trembled violently, trying to avoid the impending attack, but the speed of the vacuum channel was too fast, so fast that it had no time to react.

"Shh!"

A cold light flashed, and Lin Ye'er's figure flew out from the passage. The long sword in her hand drew a perfect arc, and with a sharp sword wind, she slashed fiercely at the red envoy's robe.

"Pfft!"

The sound of the blade entering the flesh could be clearly heard. One of the arms of the Red Messenger was cut off at the root, and black blood gushed out like a fountain, drawing strange arcs in the air.

"Ow!"

The Red God's Messenger in Oracle Robe let out a painful wail, and its huge body staggered back. It had never imagined that this seemingly weak girl actually possessed such powerful strength.

The battle instantly entered a white-hot stage.

Lin Ye'er was agile, like a dancing butterfly, flying around the red envoy's robe, waving the long sword in her hand, and every attack was precise and deadly.

Although the Red God's Envoy's Robe was huge in size and had incredible strength, it seemed somewhat clumsy under Lin Ye'er's fierce attack and could only passively take the beating.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The loud noise of swords clashing was deafening, and sparks flew everywhere, like a grand fireworks display.

Lin Yeer felt like she was playing a thrilling game of hide-and-seek.

The only difference is that this time the "cat" is a ferocious beast, and the "weapon" in her hand is a sharp long knife.

Suddenly, Lin Ye'er felt a strong sense of oppression, as if a pair of invisible eyes were staring at her, making her feel creepy.

She looked up but saw nothing.

"Is this an illusion?" Lin Ye'er muttered to herself, but the feeling of oppression became stronger and stronger, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"No, we can't drag it on any longer!" Lin Ye'er's heart trembled, and she decided to end the battle quickly.

She took a deep breath, mobilized all the spiritual power in her body, and the long sword in her hand emitted a dazzling light, like a star about to explode.

"Star Splitting Technique!"

Lin Ye'er let out a delicate cry, and the long sword in her hand turned into a dazzling stream of light, slashing fiercely at the red envoy's robe.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the huge body of the Red God's Messenger was cut into four pieces, and black blood gushed out, dyeing the earth red.

"call--"

Lin Ye'er breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the red envoy robe lying on the ground, her heart filled with relief and fear.

At that moment, she felt as if she was on the brink of death.

If she hadn't reacted quickly enough, she would have been torn to pieces by the Red Messenger's robe.

However, just when Lin Ye'er relaxed her vigilance, something strange happened!

"boom!"

With a deafening bang, the body of the Red God Envoy in the oracle robe suddenly exploded, and flames shot up into the sky, completely submerging Lin Ye'er's figure.

"Ye'er!" Shen Qingzhu exclaimed, his face suddenly changing.