Laozi is the village head

In a closed space, there is no advantage in speed, no advantage in strength, and no advantage in physical strength. The three-headed hell dog seems to face only one result, that is, death, constant screams, and the three-headed hell dog even changes in avoidance. He’s weak, but Yang Feng doesn’t think that he will be able to eliminate the Three-headed Dog in this way. Anyway, this is also the overlord, and the small universe has not burned, so how could it die unless he can suddenly get the Three-headed Dog. It's dead, but it's unrealistic. If it can be killed early, it won't wait until now.

"You forced me!" The three-headed dog in hell snorted and looked at Yang Feng with despair. The black flame on his body was rising, and his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of hard armor. Minutes, and the speed of the three-headed hell dog is also changing with the naked eye. It slowly becomes smaller and becomes a meat ball. The meat ball fisses again, and finally forms a Chihuahua, about a foot long, no matter how you look at it. There is no such thing as a hell overlord.

Yang Feng looked dumbfounded and couldn’t figure out where the Hell Three-Headed Dog was going to cause trouble, because the flame shield on the Hell Three-headed Dog did not dissipate, and he did not attack. Yang Feng's expression was very satisfied, and said arrogantly: "How about it, be afraid, isn't Lao Tzu's ultimate form very scary?"

Yang Feng froze again, and couldn't help but laugh. If it wasn't for this product's brain problem, it was that it hadn't realized what had happened. To prove his thoughts, Yang Feng took out a mirror and dangled it in front of the three-headed dog in hell. Shook.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

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

"So you won't kill me?" the three-headed hell dog asked with his head up.

"No, so I will act more simply, and will not let you suffer the pain of death." Yang Feng said.

"Huh! Cruel humans, look at my hellfire." The three-headed hell dog that became a Chihuahua gave a cold snort, stretched out his paw and patted the ground forcefully, a cluster of flames appeared in front of its head, like a lighter. In the unbelievable gaze of the three-headed dog of hell, this little flame was quickly extinguished.

"Yes, hellfire is very good." Yang Feng really doesn't want to laugh, but now this one is too much, but he smiles, he will not forget some things he should do, and he will not be soft, Yan Long Xiang The three-headed dog of hell stabbed, and when the small flame disappeared, the flame of the three-headed dog of hell disappeared.

"Boom!" The small body of the three-headed hell dog was nailed to the ground and uttered a scream. It is hard to believe that this kind of ruining sound came from such a small body.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you." The Hell Three-headed Dog screamed, Yang Feng looked at the unharmed Hell Three-headed Dog in surprise. There was something wrong with the Hell Three-headed Dog. The flame shield, relying only on the strength of the body, could actually resist the sharpness of the Yanlong.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The flame dragon, which should have cracked the stone and pierced the gold, is now like a pile driver, smashing the three-headed dog into the ground one after another, and the three-headed dog screamed and barked. That's called a miserable one. After a dozen hits, it still looks the same, and Yang Feng stopped.

"Come on! Go on!" Although the three-headed hell dog was screaming, it seemed to understand what had happened, so it became arrogant again, "Come on, grandpa frowned, please forgive me and your surname!"

Frowning his brows, Yang Feng suddenly thought that the three-headed dog in hell should have some special meaning to live. If so, then don't kill it. He quickly communicated with Zhang Daofeng in his mind, took out an iron cage and threw it away. Go out and put the three-headed dog in hell.

Seeing that Yang Feng stopped beating him, and the three-headed dog in hell was also quiet, no longer provoking, and staying in the cage obediently, it also wanted to figure out what was going on, so that it would become such a ghost. It seems that in addition to the characteristics of being unable to cut with a knife or a spear, other abilities have disappeared, of course, there is also the ability to speak.

The three-headed hell dog was taken into custody. Yang Feng did not leave this space in a hurry, worrying that the three-headed dog deliberately confuses him. This small cage can't control the three-headed dog. He put the three-headed dog in the cage. , I also wanted to give it a try. Who knows that this product was actually poured in. Now Yang Feng is also in a dilemma. He wants to go out and help others, but he is afraid that the three-headed dog in hell will run away, so he dare not leave the text layout. In fact, Yang Feng wanted to knock this guy unconscious and throw it into the Jiuxi Spiritual Realm, but Yanlong didn't even react to it when he pierced it, and it was impossible to knock it out.

"Let's talk!" After two or three minutes of silence, the three-headed hell dog seemed to be asleep, just crawling in the cage quietly, Yang Feng couldn't help but say aloud.

"Don't talk about it!" The Hell Three-Headed Dog simply refused.

"Okay, do you like to burn, or frozen or deep-fried?" Yang Feng asked.

"Whatever!" said the three-headed hell dog bachelor.

"Haha! You are still arrogant!" Yang Feng couldn't help but smile, this guy is a broken jar!

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

"Yes, I don't know if you are interested in these?" Yang Feng smiled, took out a fire spirit stone, and played with it.

The three-headed hell dog still didn't move, as if he had no interest in these things. Yang Feng's mind turned quickly, and suddenly he thought that this product didn't seem to have a pure fire attribute, but a dark attribute, so he took out a black stone and tried it. Try, there are all kinds of stones that contain spiritual power produced in Jiuxi Spirit Realm, but the least are the two attributes of light and dark, which shows the scarcity of these two attributes.

This time, the three-headed hell dog reacted and raised his head and opened his eyes to take a look. It wanted to continue to ignore Yang Feng, but Yang Feng’s hand was extremely attractive to him, which made it impossible to continue to pretend to be calm. Thinking hard about life, his eyes flashed constantly, and slowly became firmer, and there was a decision in his heart.