Chapter 1615

In a closed space, there is no advantage in speed, strength, and physical strength. The hell three headed dog seems to face only one result, that is, death, constant scream, and the hell three headed dog even becomes weak to avoid. However, Yang Feng doesn't think it can destroy the hell three headed dog in this way. Anyway, it is also a overlord, How could the little universe die before it burned? Unless he could suddenly kill the hell three headed dog, but it's unrealistic. If he could have died earlier, he wouldn't wait until now.

"You forced me!" the hell three headed dog snorted coldly and looked at Yang Feng in despair. The black flame rose on his body, and the whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of hard armor. It was difficult for the hot dragon to penetrate. The speed of the hell three headed dog was changing with the naked eye, slowly becoming smaller, becoming a meat ball, and the meat ball fission again, Finally, a Chihuahua was formed, which was about a foot long. However, there was no appearance of hell overlord.

Yang Feng looked at it directly and couldn't figure out where the hell three headed dog was going to make trouble, because the flame shield on the hell three headed dog didn't disperse, and he didn't attack. He just looked at it. The hell three headed dog was very satisfied with Yang Feng's expression and said arrogantly, "what's the matter? Be afraid, isn't Lao Tzu's ultimate form very scary?"

Yang Feng was stunned again and couldn't help laughing. If it wasn't that the goods had a brain problem, it was that it didn't realize what had happened. In order to confirm his idea, Yang Feng took out a mirror and shook it in front of the hell three headed dog.

"Ah! Ah... Ah!" the tone of the hell three headed dog was definitely raised all the way, from surprise to despair. He roared and asked, "how did I become like this and what did you do to me?"

"I didn't do anything. You became like this yourself, but I think it's good." Yang Feng couldn't help laughing again. It didn't look like a lie. There should be a problem in some link.

"So you won't kill me?" the hellhound asked with his head up.

"No, in this way, I will do it simply and will not let you suffer from death," Yang Feng said.

"Hum! Cruel human, look at my hellfire." the hellhound, who became a Chihuahua, snorted coldly, stretched out his little paw and slapped it on the ground. A cluster of flames burst out in front of his head, just like a lighter. In the unbelievable eyes of the hellhound, this small flame was soon extinguished.

"Yes, Hellfire is very good." Yang Feng really doesn't want to laugh, but now the goods are too busy, but smile back. He won't forget and be soft hearted about some things he should do. The hot dragon stabbed the hell three headed dog. When the small flame disappeared, the flame on the hell three headed dog disappeared.

"Dong!" the little body of the hell three headed dog was nailed to the ground and screamed bitterly. It's hard to believe that the sound of destroying the sky and the earth was made by such a small body.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you." the hell three headed dog screamed bitterly. Yang Feng looked at the unharmed hell three headed dog in great surprise. There was something wrong. There was no flame shield on the hell three headed dog. Relying on the strength of his body, he could resist the sharp edge of the hot dragon.

"Dong Dong Dong!" the Yan dragon, who should have cracked the stone and worn the gold, was like a pile driver. One after another, he smashed the hell three headed dog into the ground. The hell three headed dog screamed one after another. It was a sad cry. After more than a dozen hits, it was still the same, and Yang Feng stopped.

"Come on! Go on!" although the hell three headed dog was screaming, it seemed to understand what had happened, so it became arrogant again. "Come on, Grandpa frowned and begged for mercy and your last name!"

Frowning, Yang Feng suddenly thought that the hell three headed dog should have a special meaning to live. In that case, he would not kill it. He quickly communicated with Zhang Daofeng in his mind, took out an iron cage, threw it out and put the hell three headed dog in.

Seeing that Yang Feng stopped beating him, the hell three headed dog was quiet, no longer provocative, and stayed in the cage obediently. He also wanted to find out what was going on. He turned himself into a ghost. It seems that in addition to the characteristics of being unable to cut with a knife and stick with a gun, other abilities have disappeared. Of course, he can spit people out.

The hell three headed dog was taken into custody. Yang Feng was not in a hurry to leave the space. He was worried that the hell three headed dog deliberately confused him. This small cage could not control the hell three headed dog at all. He closed the hell three headed dog in a cage with the idea of trying. Who knows that the goods were really poured in. Now Yang Feng is in a dilemma and wants to go out to help others, But he was afraid that the hell three headed dog would run away, so he didn't dare to leave the space boundary arranged by Wen Wen. In fact, Yang Feng wanted to knock this guy out and throw him into Jiuxi spirit domain, but Yan Long didn't even respond. It was impossible to knock him out.

"Talk!" after two or three minutes of silence, the hell three headed dog seemed to be asleep, so he climbed quietly in the cage. Yang Feng couldn't help but say.

"Don't talk!" the hell three headed dog simply refused.

"Well, do you prefer fire, frozen or fried?" Yang Feng asked.

"Whatever!" said the hellhound, very single.

"Ha ha! You're arrogant!" Yang Feng couldn't help laughing. The goods are broken cans!

After thinking about it, Yang Feng took out a bag of dog food, opened the bag and shook it. The three hell dogs didn't even open their eyes. Yang Feng took out all kinds of bones and meat. The three hell dogs still didn't respond. Yang Feng kept sitting on all kinds of temptations. The three hell dogs seemed to be made impatient by Yang Feng and said: "Can you be quiet and don't affect my thinking about life? Do you think I, as the leader of hell, will be interested in this kind of thing?"

"Yes, I don't know if you are interested in these?" Yang Feng smiled, took out a Huoling stone and threw it away.

Hell's three headed dog still didn't move. It seemed that he didn't have any interest in these things. Yang Feng's brain turned quickly and suddenly thought of something. It seemed that the goods had not a simple fire attribute, but a dark attribute. He took out a black stone and tried it. All kinds of stones containing spiritual power produced in Jiuxi spirit domain have, but at least the two attributes of light and dark. It can be seen that these two attributes The scarcity of.

This time, the hell three headed dog reacted, raised his head and opened his eyes. He wanted to continue ignoring Yang Feng, but the hand in Yang Feng's hand had a great attraction to him, so he couldn't continue to pretend to be dead and think about life. His eyes kept flashing, slowly became firm, and he had a decision in his heart.