It was because of the order of the high priest of the witch clan to make a fight in March, so that Meng Huai would no longer capture Zhaoming and go to war.

The methods that should be tried have been tried, and Zhaoming no longer tried to escape. He tried his best to practice the Tiger Roaring Heavenly Achievement every day, constantly squeezing the true qi in his body.

Whenever the true qi returns to its peak level, the decaying old man uses his magical power to suck all the true qi in his body, break it and then stand it up, and start over again.

This method is simple but very effective. Time goes by day by day, Zhaoming can clearly feel that the true qi in his body is accumulating and precipitating. Whenever he is pursuing the Tiger Roaring Heavenly Technique at his peak, he can even feel that all the true qi turns into a tiger in his body, roaring loudly, and is about to burst out.

On the other hand, although the decaying old man did not say it, Zhaoming also discovered that such actions were not just helping him cultivate his true qi, but also healing his own injuries.

Although his Samadhi True Fire is domineering, it is only for other monks, but it seems to have a strong recovery effect on the current situation of this decadent old man.

Every time he absorbed his true energy, Zhaoming could feel the layer of green and fluffy on the other person's body disappearing or becoming much smaller.

The March period is getting closer and closer. Zhaoming even saw the green things on the rotten old man suddenly become clean, and the decayed aura has dissipated a lot, no longer as heavy as before.

But the decayed old man didn't know whether it was to cover up or what. After each exercise, he would make the green and fuzzy thing grow all over his body again, and become like a decayed corpse.

It is obvious that the three sheep demons in the Tribulation Period were captured by Meng Huai specifically targeted Zhao Ming. In this colosseum, there were no prisoners below the Immortal Realm. As a result, in nearly three months, no one caught them out to fight.

Breathing and breathing, and exercising the qi for a whole year. Zhaoming opened his eyes. He felt that his energy and spirit had reached the extreme. Whether it was his realm of cultivation or the furnace body refining, he had reached a critical point.

Just a little short of that, you will be able to enter the realm of Golden Immortality, and your body will also enter the realm of the Great Perfection of the Mystery of the Boiler Refining Body.

Like one's own cultivation, it is becoming more and more difficult to improve the furnace body refining to the future. Before, every level of cultivation was improved, the furnace body refining could also be improved to a great level. But now, I am almost at the Golden Immortal Realm, but I still cannot break through the realm of mysteries.

He exhaled and was about to put his hands on the shoulders of the decaying old man as usual.

"No need to do it anymore!" The decaying old man suddenly opened his eyes: "The period for your appointment with the high priest has arrived. You should keep your state well and don't practice like this again."

He remained calm and seemed to be using some magical powers. After a while, he continued: "Your opponent has arrived, but I just don't know who is going to fight."

"Adversary!" Zhaoming was stunned. He then remembered that the other party could sense the situation outside the underground prison and asked, "Senior, can you tell me about the situation of those people?"

The decaying old man thought for a while and then spoke, "If you can really escape, you will have to face the witch clan sooner or later. I will tell you what I know."

"The rumor of the Witch Clan was transformed by Pangu's bloodline, and the name was formed by its own world, with almost no rules. However, there are still twelve clans, who are the mainstay of the entire Witch Clan. Any disciple from these twelve clans have extremely strong strength, which is beyond the ordinary Witch Clan."

"Twelve surnames?" Zhaoming frowned slightly: "Then is the Zhu family among these twelve surnames?"

The person he hated the most in his life was Zhu Hong, the murderer who killed A Cao.

The decaying old man nodded: "Yes, the Zhu family is also one of the twelve surnames."

Because of the healing of these days, his body is no longer as hard as before, and his body has regained its softness.

"In addition to being extraordinary in body, the witch clan also has natural magical powers, and the twelve surnames of the witch clan are no exception. The Zhu family is the magical power of flames. The power of its control of flames is unparalleled among the witch clan."

Zhaoming nodded to show that he understood.

The decaying old man continued, "I don't know the twelve witch clans in the twelve surnames. I only know that the Xiang family is the strongest, and there are two great witches in one sect. The clan is Xiangliu, the deputy clan is Xiangyu, and the deputy clan is Xiangyu, and the immortal king are all powerful. Among his third-generation disciples, Xiangjiu, Xiangzhou and Taoist ancestor Hongjun are people of the same era. Now they are all at the peak of the sub-saints. As long as you take another step, you can become the great witch."

The Xiang family... Zhaoming frowned and asked, "Does there be a disciple named Xianghe in the Xiang family?"

He remembered the young witch clan who was chasing him in the Kunlun fairyland, which was called Xianghe.

The decaying old man nodded: "Yes, Xianghe is the fifth generation disciple of the Xiang family and the best among the witch clans of the same generation."

He paused for a moment and said in confusion: "The magical powers of Xiang family are all water control. If Xianghe does not make a breakthrough, it should be in the Xuanxian realm as you. You are good at flames, and Xianghe is the most restraining you. I thought the high priest of the witch clan would ask him to fight you, but why didn't he come?"

Zhaoming looked confident: "No matter who comes, as long as he is a monk in the same realm, I will not lose."

"You are very confident!" said the decaying old man looking at him.

Zhaoming smiled slightly: "Because I can't afford to lose."

There are strong men of the same clan on the side. If the witch disciples lose, they will lose, and if they lose, they will die.

"Yes! I can't afford to lose, so I can't lose!" The decaying old man thought about it, and after a moment he looked solemn, and then continued: "Let's not talk about those, I know some of the magical powers of the twelve witch clans. You should be useful after hearing it."

"The Zhu family is a magical power of fire, and the patriarch Zhu Zhi is also a strong Immortal King. The disciples of the three generations are not as outstanding as the Xiang family. However, one disciple named Zhu Hong has appeared among the four generations, and he has a good talent."

Zhu Hong... Zhaoming took a deep breath and held back and said nothing. He must avenge him, but before he had enough strength, all his vows were pale and powerless.

The decaying old man seemed not to see it and continued: "The magical power of the Tong family is copper-skinned and iron bones, and his body is outstanding among the Witch Clan. If other tribes obtain this magical power, it will have amazing defense power, but the Witch Clan is born with divine power, and the combat power will be quite terrifying when it cooperates with this magical power."

"The Liu family is a relatively special witch clan. This clan has good physical combat power, but its best skill is witchcraft. It can increase its own effect of weakening its opponents. If you encounter it, be careful."

Zhaoming nodded: "I will definitely remember it in my heart."

"In addition, there are the Bai family and the Meng family..." The decaying old man said the characteristics of several families in one breath, and Zhaoming remembered them all in his heart.

"If it were before, the twelve surnames among the peers would have been the strongest, but this generation is different."

Speaking of this, the decaying old man suddenly changed his tone.

"As far as I know, the strongest among the fifth generation of witch disciples is not among the twelve families, but the witch clans that have been cultivated by two ordinary bloodlines."

"Who is it?" Zhaoming asked hurriedly.
Chapter completed!