"Don't regret it!" Xie Mengxin's voice was cold, and her palm slapped lightly.

Zhu Long leaned forward, his red eyes condensed downward, and he looked down and attacked.

"Huh!"

Zhang Xiaotian laughed back twice.

"Humph!"

Xie Mengxin snorted coldly, and was secretly angry in her heart: "Look down on people so much, look at how this girl makes you lose face!" ”

Xie Mengxin is a directly selected member of the Spark Project, that is, a Spark seed who was directly selected when she was a child, and as a direct member, she has always looked down on those new members who entered through the selection competition.

Just for two reasons:

First, it is the good and bad of these members who have entered the Spark Project through the selection competition, and many of them rely on various external means to pass the selection competition, not how strong they are, Xie Mengxin thinks that the existence of these people has really lowered the level of the Spark members, and she really doesn't like it in her heart.

Second, it is also the most dissatisfied with her, because these members who joined halfway have really shared a lot of resources, originally four or five people took a task, but now more than ten or even dozens of people take it, the competition is becoming more and more fierce, and resources are even more scarce, which makes her happy.

Of course, this so-called "shortage of resources" is relative, compared to ordinary martial artists, if Xie Mengxin's so-called "scarce" resources are known, I am afraid they will be envious and jealous. It's just that people who were once used to being generous suddenly live a compact life, and naturally they won't get used to it.

Zhu Long in mid-air put on a swooping attack posture, Zhang Xiaotian sneered, and suddenly moved, pedaling, kicking, there seemed to be an invisible "ladder" in the void, holding up his figure and rushing towards Zhulong in mid-air.

"Look for death!" Xie Mengxin's face turned cold, "Don't think that if the realm is higher than this girl, you can't put this girl in your eyes, this girl is a mechanic, and my Zhu Long is also the strength of the sixth-level peak of the source force!" ”

Zhu Long, who was bright gold with scales and red gold as skin, lowered his head suddenly, his mouth suddenly opened, and the air around him suddenly became extremely hot and manic, distorting his vision, making everything seem illusory.

Ang - roar——!

A stream of red-golden flames erupted from Zhu Long's mouth, igniting all the surrounding voids, and the overwhelming flames burned towards Zhang Xiaotian from every direction, even if they were more than ten zhang away below, the other fourteen famous martial artists also felt that it was difficult to breathe, and every breath was like inhaling a trace of flame, burning their lungs, extremely uncomfortable!

"Zhang Xiaotian really doesn't need our help?"

A large warrior asked in a low voice, uncertain.

"Don't worry, Xiao Tian is sure of what he is doing, and besides, he asked us to guard in a circle, I'm afraid there are other people nearby who are ambushing."

Li Xiaoyu said with great confidence in Zhang Xiaotian.

However, it is inevitable that some people in the team will not think so, a machine dragon with sixth-level martial arts combat power and an elite martial artist with a fifth-level source power, that Zhang Xiaotian can barely get out with one enemy and two enemies, what else is "sure"!?

But after all, everyone has just known each other for a long time, and they can't say it to offend people, so after Li Xiaoyu explained, no one in the crowd said much.

The crimson golden flames flowed like liquid, encircling Zhang Xiaotian's up, down, front, back, left, and right, making it impossible for him to dodge, allowing the crimson golden flames to fall on his body.

What's even more terrifying is that the void seems to have collapsed after being burned by the flames, revealing a large area of deep blackness, and the slightest violent spatial turbulence overflows.

What a terrible flame!

What a terrible trap dragon!

Although they knew that this should only be a test, and it was impossible to kill them, the catastrophic situation caused by this flame still made the elite martial artists below feel terrified, because after they replaced themselves in Zhang Xiaotian's position, they found that they could not stop such a flame.

Only hide!

In their minds, there is only one way to dodge in the face of such flames!

But......

Why didn't that sixth-level martial artist named Zhang Xiaotian hide?

As soon as the thought came to them, their pupils contracted, and they saw the crimson golden flames part, and a figure continued to "run" towards the man and the dragon.

He was dressed as white as snow, and the flames attached to it could not be ignited at all, like a layer of decoration!

"Baoyi?!"

"Heavenly silk!"

“……”

Someone recognized.

Xie Mengxin, who was sitting on top of Zhu Long, shrank his eyes, and then showed disdain, "Hmph, it's another guy who relies on foreign objects!" ”

If Zhang Xiaotian heard her thoughts, he would probably cross-examine, "Isn't your machine dragon a foreign object?" ”

Hehe!

For Xie Mengxin, she really doesn't think that the trap war pets she made belong to the category of foreign objects, in her opinion, these trap war pets are the crystallization of her own wisdom, they belong to herself, and they are not foreign objects.

After Xie Mengxin was disdainful, he was suddenly stunned again, "No, this guy's head, face, hands and feet are not protected by heavenly silk, how can he not be harmed by flames?" ”

She didn't want to think about it, with the red gold flames around her, the airflow that Zhang Xiaotian stepped on exploded with every step, making a series of sounds.

Bang bang, bang bang, seeing Zhang Xiaotian rushing towards him unstoppably, calm as Xie Mengxin will inevitably feel shocked!

This, is this guy's body really human!?

Xie Mengxin finally let out the same emotion as the young man in black, she finally intuitively felt how powerful the body of this guy on the other side was at this moment.

The red gold flame was attached to his bare (harmonious) exposed skin, obviously not isolated by the source power, but the flame just couldn't burn in, as if this guy's skin was inherently insulated from fire.

This, is this still human?

The crowd below was also suppressed.

It was Li Xiaoyu, Zhang Chaoran, and Bao Xingyu, who didn't expect Zhang Xiaotian's body to become so powerful.

Xie Mengxin quickly regained her composure, after all, she received an elite education since she was a child, which was not ordinary, and she had seen all kinds of geniuses in the Spark Project, it was not easy for Zhang Xiaotian to surprise her.

With a slight twist of the dragon's horns, Zhu Long lowered his head to probe his claws, crimson and restrained, and a dull purple light burst out from the center of his claws, even if he looked at it from a distance, he could feel the terrifying destruction contained in it.

Zhang Xiaotian's eyelids jumped, and for the first time in his heart, he felt a sense of danger.

Zheng ——!

With a clear dragon groan, Qianji conjured out of its sheath and slashed at the flying purple mang.

Rumble!

A thin film of light like a transparent water curtain suddenly appeared on both sides of the long street, and shook violently under the impact of the splashing purple light, while the people on the long street were blown back again and again by the aftermath of the show, but they still maintained a circular defensive formation.

"Xiaotian is okay, right?"

Even Li Xiaoyu, who was extremely confident in him, couldn't help but worry.

On the tower, the silver-haired Hong Shaowu frowned, not because he was worried about Zhang Xiaotian, but because he sensed the figure wrapped in purple mang, it seemed that there were some changes that even he felt frightened.

(End of chapter)