"Cliny, be careful!" Joan of Arc shouted loudly and chased after him. This kid was indeed a magic wizard, but he was a completely nerd. When he encountered something he was interested in, he didn't even care about his own safety!

Soon, Klinyi came to the center of the deceased aura. Here was a deformed corpse, with horns on the head, wings on the back, iron-faced fangs, gray-black skin with blood-colored magic patterns, like a demon god from hell. However, this monster was obviously dead now. A huge fist mark on his chest smashed the sternum and ribs and the organs behind it, and the entire chest cavity was shriveled.

"This... is what you call the Vampire Prince?!" Seeing the corpse of the blood clan, Klinyi's eyes shone and immediately took out a knife from her backpack to dissect it!

"Don't move!" Joan of Arc grabbed him: "Even if the Vampire Prince dies, it's very dangerous. Please ask Teacher Mahall first!"

Mahall walked over with a cane and put a probe into the body: "This guy is dead...but the blood clan's blood is blood poisonous, so you really need to be careful when dissecting it!"

As he said that, Mahall took out many magic props and made complete measures before he guided his apprentice to start dissection.

"The body of the Vampire Prince is important!" said Callahan, who was as majestic as a giant, "But don't forget that the most important thing this time is to investigate the clues of the Necromancer... and the identity of the skeleton masked man!"

"Skeleton Mask Man?" Zhao Qiankun's ears slammed. Of course he knew that the Skeleton Mask Man was referring to him. However, he did not intend to tell them this fact.

Not to mention whether they would believe that after several months of life, Zhao Qiankun's common sense has been almost done. Although he is not sure what level this vampire is, at least he knows how terrifying the ancient dragon is for this world. Think about the fact that he killed an ancient dragon with only one pair of fists. Although it was an injured ancient dragon, this strange power was enough to shock the world.

If you are just very powerful, you will naturally be respected when you show it. But if you are so powerful that you are inhuman, it will only make people fear and alert, and the truth about the skeleton may be revealed. What's more, to be honest, it's still a bit of a secret feeling when they flipped over the corpse and talked about their own results with surprise and even admiration!

Several experts investigated everywhere, but Zhao Qiankun had nothing to do, so he wandered around. It has to be said that Joan of Arc was too focused on the investigation and did not pay any attention to the object he needed to monitor had left his vision.

Walking in the jungle, Zhao Qiankun touched the east and looked around. Last time he came to the depths of the jungle, he was only concerned about rushing, and his flesh and blood were dead, and he didn't feel it well. Now, he has a completely different feeling, with all five senses.

Just as Zhao Qiankun slowly penetrated into the jungle, an uncomfortable cold breath suddenly came, causing Zhao Qiankun to fight a cold war.

"This feeling..." Zhao Qiankun frowned and looked in the direction where the cold air came. A knight in black armor and riding a heavy armored black horse slowly came.

"Who are you?" Zhao Qiankun looked at the black knight: "It's so slapped? How can you feel about the undead creatures that are not covered in clothes and even bones exposed?"

The black knight took off a black giant sword full of blood-colored demon patterns from the side of the saddle with one hand, pointing to Zhao Qiankun: "A wise living can withstand my death aura. It is not weak, kill!" After saying that, the black knight rode his horse, and the giant sword in his hand suddenly became longer and thin, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a cavalry spear and stabbed towards Zhao Qiankun.

Facing the rushing knight, Zhao Qiankun did not raise his most proud fist, but took a deep breath and opened his mouth...

Do you remember the fire he spit out when he was fighting against Emperor Karad in the air a few days ago? After returning, Zhao Qiankun specially studied this ability. Every night, he fled outside the city to test frequently, and finally succeeded again the night before!

Although it was just a small fire, it was undoubtedly the same breath as that time!

That's right, the fire-breathing was not accidental, but the power he really had!

The first thing Zhao Qiankun thought of was the dragon breath of the ancient dragon!

That's right, it's so similar. The feeling, the temperature, and the power are exactly the same as the dragon breath of the ancient dragon, but the scale is much smaller!

Could it be the flesh he wore? Because it originated from the flesh and blood of the ancient dragon, he inherited the ability to breathe? No, when he breathed, he basically only had a skeleton, which must be the power of the skeleton itself. However, according to the notes of the mages, this skeleton does not have such function...

However, Zhao Qiankun remembered a simple sentence mentioned in the corner of the notes: "Under some extremely difficult conditions, the King Kong Skeleton still has the possibility of upgrading."

Has it been upgraded? The extremely difficult condition? The most difficult thing Zhao Qiankun has done since his birth is probably the battle against Taigu Dragon. The extremely difficult thing to achieve should be to kill Taigu Dragon and then... assimilate the heart!

It is the heart of the ancient dragon! It is the organ with the strongest power of the ancient dragon element, and the blood in the ancient dragon's heart is called the flowing fire element! Is it because of this reason that he gained the power of dragon breath?

Zhao Qiankun did not delve into the principle of dragon breath, and he was more concerned about how to use it flexibly. When he was fighting against vampires before, he seemed to be in a very depressed and irritable mood, and he exhaled a breath of resentment. This time, he was also successful because of repeated failures and depressed. A sigh from the heart spurted out a small fire.

Do you have to have emotions to use it? This is too inconvenient!

Zhao Qiankun doesn’t think that such a powerful force depends on emotions, he just hasn’t found the right method. It’s like an ordinary person crying only when he is sad, but an actor can cry out at any time. This is a skill that requires proficiency!

At this point, Zhao Qiankun began to constantly think about all the bored moments in life, brewing emotions, and slowly, his breathing became more and more frequent. He also summarized his experience and recorded his feelings from success after success.

It has to be said that the King Kong Skeleton does have excellent elemental perception ability. After a night of training, he can already actively spray out a fireball with a diameter of less than two meters. Although the fireball dissipates very quickly and can only fly out of less than ten meters, which is a world of difference from the breath that burned half of the sky when fighting the Bloodsucking Prince, there is no doubt that this is a stable magic attack!

"I didn't expect that as a student in the mage department, the first fire spell I released was actually using my mouth..."

When Zhao Qiankun said this, he was not at all depressed, but was particularly happy. He relied on endless magic to continue experimenting until he accidentally burned his mouth.

And now, it is the best opportunity for him to test the power of his breathing!

As he opened his mouth and yelled, a rich fire element gushed out, instantly swallowing the black knight who was rushing towards him!

The fireball that was breathing out was different from ordinary flames. It was not enough to burn it. This rich fire element was like a gangrene with bones. The temperature was extremely high. The plants and trees turned into ashes as soon as they were touched. The metal and stone melted into water as soon as they touched them! The black knight plunged in and before they could penetrate it, the armor on his body burned red and deformed. The flesh and flesh below turned into ashes. Iron hung on the charcoal-like skeleton, and even the people and horses melted together, becoming a centaur monster with a strange shape. He staggered a few steps and fell out of the fireball, fell to the ground with a thump, and never moved again.

The breath disappeared shortly after it was breathing. The terrifying high temperature did not burn the trees not far away, and all the power was condensed within a range visible to the naked eye.

"Although I don't know what kind of monster this is... Look at the cool style, it should be quite good..." Looking at the Black Knight's corpse, Zhao Qiankun touched his chin: "It can be burned into a wax figure at once, it seems that my breathing should be quite powerful!"

Zhao Qiankun was complacent with his new skills, suddenly his ears moved, raised his legs and ran away, disappearing into the jungle.

"That's it!" Shortly after Zhao Qiankun left, Mahall rushed to the scene with his disciples and paladins. The old mage used a floating technique for himself and Klin Yi, and floated over without touching his feet, faster than a horse!

"It's here, the strong fire element reaction just now!" The master and apprentice floated to the black knight's corpse. Klinyi immediately landed on the ground to check with an excited look: "Sure enough, someone here just used a very powerful fire magic!"

"This is..." Several paladins approached and saw the black knight's body burned into a lump, bright red, and steaming. Cameron touched his chin and said, "Looking at the outline, it seems that he was a knight who was burned to death by instantly carrying his horse?"

"Not like the natives of the Primitive Continent!" Joan of Arc frowned and said, "Flame is not suitable for the environment here, and hunters who usually go into the jungle adventure will not wear such heavy metal armor..."

"He is not even a human!" At this time, Klinyi picked up a black metal spear that was burned and deformed... To be precise, it used the magic of taking objects from a distance to make it float itself... After all, the spear is still very hot, so holding it with your hands is probably a braised pig's trotter.

"What weapon is this?" The giant man Callahan frowned: "The armor is burned to iron, can this gun still maintain its basic shape?"

"Black blood alloy!" Mahall frowned and used a probe technique: "And it's a top-level black blood alloy!"

Hearing this, everyone took a breath.

The so-called black blood alloy is a special alloy that uses secret methods to sacrifice the living person's blood and integrates it into the soul forging. After the forging is successful, it is not only extremely hard, but also because it confines the soul and has the special ability to change its shape at will. It is called a living metal! However, because the forging method is too cruel, it is explicitly prohibited by various countries.
Chapter completed!