I level up from the mirror

The hunting experience of the Yu people could not be questioned at all. With all his trust, Feng Yun stepped on the ice flowers condensed in the air and walked away step by step.

The mud dragon's bloody mouth has long been transformed into four directions, and two pairs of eyes with no blind spots are staring at this tiny human being.

As if he was not even qualified to plug the gap between his teeth, Feng Yun faced the spurt of blood and went straight in. The gap between his teeth was like a narrow wooden door, and he fell into it with precision.

Within the bloody mouth, waves of damp and putrid smell blew towards me.

One after another, tiny tentacles that could not be seen clearly but were clearly felt, scraped across Feng Yun's body like soaked hairs.

The liquid is wet and sticky, but has certain corrosive properties. Feng Yun's body-protecting energy is rapidly draining away, heading downwards, falling into the black abyss step by step.

However, things are not looking good outside either.

Fan and his tribe attracted the attention of the mud dragon, as if they were old friends meeting each other, and they knew each other very well. The mud dragon did not pay attention to the movement of the food in its belly, and rushed towards the Bu Xu tribe members like a rampage.

Feng Yun could no longer sense the sounds from the outside world.

Feng Yun had no chance to see what the so-called Dulong Dan was, but the Mud Dragon's belly was full of things that looked like sarcomas.

The power of frost condensed in the right arm, together with the arm, is shaped like a frost blade capable of cutting through all things.

The shadow of ice light fell, and countless sarcomas of various shapes were cut away, and the road became easier to walk. However, cutting the flesh in the belly of the mud dragon was painful and tortured in every way.

Although the mud dragon had no intelligence, it didn't know its safety. The long, limp body quickly tightened inward, like four soft walls, instantly squeezing Feng Yun in its belly into a narrow space.

The mucus secreted in the abdomen is like a tide, but it is more difficult to walk than the muddy swamp.

But at the next moment, the extremely cold air condensed all water vapor-carrying substances into frost. Due to the internal changes, the mud dragon's outer body instantly changed color.

Seeing this, Fan roared and made a few gestures:"The frozen place is its weak point."

When the long fang that escaped his hand penetrated the flesh, it cracked instantly, and the large pieces of flesh and blood fell together with the ice ballast.

The body of the mud dragon gradually twitched and became distorted. However, it could not hurt its vital parts. After all, it was treating the symptoms rather than the root cause. Soon, the shattered flesh and blood grew out instantly, and the corrosive mucus in the body was filled with a burning aura. , permeating the entire interior space.

The seemingly soft long body gradually expanded, and in the blink of an eye, it looked like a balloon that was about to be blown.

However, the pierced spear could no longer function, and the spear was instantly bounced back after being inserted into it. The reverse impact force, carrying the original impact force, was returned in multiples.

No matter how strong the Yu people's bodies were, their scales were wiped off, and the pressure they exerted suddenly turned from prosperity to danger, leaving only a containment effect.

Immediately afterwards, the mud dragon spewed out stream after stream of black mucus from its huge mouth, as if it was shaped like a ball of black fire. As long as it sticks to its body, it cannot be extinguished. Fan led the tribe to widen the circle and restrict the mud dragon as much as possible. The dragon is not escaped.

The successive collisions indeed caused quite a lot of sparks.

Feng Yun, who was struggling, finally found the key point where the Yuan Power gathered and dispersed.

A dark green light attracted attention, and following the weak light source, the oncoming scorching air became an obstacle again.

Feng Yun suddenly stopped and re-formulated these plans.

He was planning in his mind:"What kind of power body is this? Is it the power of water or fire?"

Suddenly, a wave-like wave surged over.

But Feng Yun's choice was to stay where he was and face it head on.

The key to solving the problem is to integrate into it, see its essence as quickly as possible, and then find the power to overcome it and defeat it in one fell swoop.

With your hands tied, there are already many restrictions, and your options are becoming less and less.

For a few breaths, Feng Yun continued to follow his own ideas.

The next moment, the adult's skin was instantly burned red, and the fire in the body was dyed all over the body. The burning gas contained in the muddy water seemed to be ignited. With a bang, a ball of flame was spat out from the mouth of the mud dragon. come out.

At the same time, the broken part of the mud dragon's body expanded rapidly as if it could no longer be controlled.

The space in the body is also expanding more and more, and there is no need to step forward through the passage under his feet, because Feng Yun can already see clearly, the poisonous dragon's gall, which is as big as a boulder, is as dark green as a heart. The luster is shining very regularly.

In an instant, the thing that was about to be burst became transparent, but in Fan's field of vision, a dark shadow of fire was moving freely through the abdomen.

Feng Yun condensed his own frost power into a giant blade and swung it towards the joint between Dulong Zhiguan's body.

The poisonous dragon's gall was split, and the mud dragon roared loudly. The meat inside rolled like water, and a huge suction force tried to pull this tiny creature away from its belly.

But the mud dragon had no chance to remedy it. Its power was out of control, and the corrosive poisonous gas had been controlled by Feng Yun. The ignited burning gas continued to expand outwards, until finally, a loud noise filled the entire quagmire, and its belly The burning air in the air is like a circular shock wave, carrying a rolling heat wave and swaying to the outside world.

When all the dust settled, countless bubbles suddenly appeared in the quagmire. Then, Fan and his clan members showed their heads, while Feng Yun was lifted further and fell heavily to the ground, sinking deeper.

"What a disgusting hunting!" Feng Yun never wants to do it again, because the experience just now is not only disgusting, but also more dangerous. The other prey swallowed by the mud dragon, the remaining stench, and some elemental energy mixed into it , like fermentation, became the attack method of the mud dragon.

It is extremely corrosive. If it were not for the improvement of his situation, Feng Yun would have become a skeleton, and there would not even be any bones left.

The mucus secreted by the poisonous dragon's gallbladder, It is also water-based. The power of water contains highly poisonous and corrosive poisons. The scorching flame wave is just the last release of poison in the dying struggle. However, the sails hidden deep in the mire are like being ripped off. It has a layer of skin.

These are scales that have evolved over time from the other side of the realm, but they are also so vulnerable, which shows how powerful the mud dragon is.

"I remember the last time they fought, it must have been seven hundred years ago. It was very brutal at that time, but this guy's meat was delicious."

Fan did not forget the rules of survival in the wasteland, and the tribesmen also switched to bone blades to cut flesh as a conditioned reflex.