The entire field of fighting was shaking, and the earth's energy rushed out of the strata and twisted, as if thousands of snakes were dancing wildly, which was shocking.

This is not an incredible move, it is just a ability to master the power of the earth to a certain extent. It is not something that can be used when you reach the Taiyi Jinxian realm, but requires a strong affinity for the earth, which is extinct today. I didn't expect it to be used by this decadent old man.

All the witch tribes tried their best to break free, but unfortunately, the decaying old man almost blocked his life. It was not so easy to deal with. Not to mention ordinary witch tribes, even Meng Huai was helplessly trapped in the Colosseum.

"Crazy, you're crazy, you're absolutely crazy!"

Meng Huai roared loudly. Although the decayed old man was in the Taiyi Jinxian realm with him, there were various reasons, and it could be said that he was trying hard at this moment, and his power was no less than that of the sub-saint strongman, so he was unable to struggle.

At this moment, he was full of resentment. The Colosseum was not an ordinary place, but it could be said to be close to the center of the entire witch territory. He was in charge of the affairs here, and he was in charge of everything.

If the strong are attacked from outside, it can be said that the defenders from all sides are ineffective, so no one knows that the strong are here. But now they are breaking through from inside, and they are still a little demon who is only in the Golden Immortal Realm. If you say it out, even if the high priest doesn't pursue him, he will not have the face to continue managing this place.

The Colosseum, which is known as the Immortal King, cannot be broken by no one, is destroyed by such a huge reputation in his own hands, which is a great humiliation and shame, which makes the family shame.

"You crazy man, for such a golden fairy demon, you are willing to pay your life to yourself and even the millions of demons! Is he that important?"

The decaying old man's magical powers were not used in ordinary ways. At this time, he could not control his ability to do whatever he wanted. It was not only the witch clan that was affected by the magical powers. Even the demon clan and the immortal captives were no exception, and they were trapped in the Colosseum.

Even though the decayed old man told so many reasons, he still couldn't accept it when all this happened. In his heart, it was like the high priest could not die for a nameless little witch, and the decayed old man could not die for Zhaoming.

"You don't understand!"

The decaying old man answered him in three words lightly, looked at Zhaoming and said, "No one in the world can be immortal. Even the emperor is missing. The era of dragon, phoenix and unicorn has passed. I am the dust of the times, so naturally I should have drifted away by myself."

"He is different. He is full of vitality and has an unparalleled will. I believe he can do what I cannot do."

"He is a little fire that will surely ignite the entire prehistoric world. Such a huge fire. Neither the witch clan, the immortal clan nor the demon clan can escape. If he cannot be reborn in the raging fire, he will completely disappear in the raging flames."

His eyes were full of expectations, as if he was explaining what Meng Huai asked, and as if he was talking about his expectations.

"No, why is this happening!"

"Help, let me go out, I don't want to die here!"

The prisoners still wanted to escape when they fell on the ground, as if the headless flies were rushing around in the Colosseum. They kept praying in their words. They hoped that the decaying old men could stop their magical powers and let them leave.

But the decaying old man had made up his mind. He had no hesitation, nor was he moved at all, and was still constantly urging his supernatural powers.

"Zhaoming, go!"

With a loud roar, blood rolling in, dyeing his whole body red, like a piece of bluestone taken out of the blood pool.

Zhaoming's eyes were filled with tears, and he turned around and left. Staying there was only in vain. Not only did he not have any help, but he would instead in vain the sacrifice of the decaying old man.

In the Colosseum, all the witch tribes were unable to pursue Zhaoming, so they could only target the prisoners who were rushing around. They took action, used their magical powers, either taking down people or killing them directly.

Blood flowed all over the ground, but no one fought back. They all became even more crazy and shouted insults at the decaying old man.

"You lunatic, stop me."

"You immortal, I have no grudges and grudges with you, why do you harm me?"

The decaying old man looked calm, with a hint of loneliness in his eyes, but more of it didn't matter, as if he had long been used to such insults.

Meng Huai laughed loudly and said, "Did you see it? Do you think you did a good thing, but you harmed so many demons. If they were allowed to know your identity, I really don't know what a ridiculous thing it would be."

The decaying old man lowered his head slightly and said lightly: "So what do you know? So what do you know? What's the use of fame? I did what I think I dare to do, even if I bear all the infamy on my back."

"They were walking zombies who had lost their fighting spirit. If they weren't Zhaoming, how could they see this broken hope? If they weren't Zhaoming, they would still be here, no difference."

Meng Huai originally wanted the other party to be condemned and had a flaw, but he still didn't get into the air and salt. He was furious again: "You idiot, you will regret your choice today, and you will definitely regret it!"

The decaying old man closed his eyes and did not respond, and he did not want to waste any effort.

"Yo...haha, what's wrong?!"

Suddenly, two figures flew over quickly and stopped outside the Colosseum.

These are two young witch tribes, both in the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm.

One is strong in shape, his muscles are cast like steel, with disheveled hair, covered with beards and unkempt lines. His clothes are woven with unknown branches and leaves, exuding a blazing spirit.

The other man had a handsome figure. Although Kong Wu was powerful, his eyebrows were very clear. His eyes were bright and bright, as if they were called in the water. He wore a crown woven feathers on his head, and a beast-skinned jacket exposed half of his chest. If he were not tall and beyond other tribes, he would probably be suspected of being a disciple of the immortal clan.

Seeing the two people coming, Meng Huai was overjoyed and pointed at Zhaoming with one hand and shouted loudly: "Houyi, Kuafu, you are here just right. Go and kill the demon clan, at all costs! Hurry!"

The decaying old men's magical powers acted in the Colosseum and did not affect them.

"Oh, Lord Meng Huai, who is that demon clan? You are so angry!"

The Zhang Kuang Wu Clan did not rush to take action, but instead smiled evilly.

"Kuafu!" Meng Huai roared, his eyes wide open the size of his fists, and almost popped out.

These two are the two most outstanding disciples of the Wu clan. The one with a blunt aura is named Kuafu. He is born with divine power and possesses the magical power of the world that is one in a thousand in the Witch clan. He has amazing physical strength. In addition, the natural magical power is Yimu Longevity, and his recovery power is unparalleled. Fighting at the same level, he can't do anything to Houyi and sweeps across the entire Wudao.

This person is very popular with the witch seniors, but it also makes him such a headache. He is rebellious by nature. He has no right shape all day long and does not take any order seriously, no matter what order is.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and chase!" Another handsome witch clan pushed him with his elbow.

This is another outstanding disciple of the Five Dynasties. Houyi is quick-witted, not weaker than the Meng family disciples and strong body. Although he is not as good as Kuafu, he is much better than ordinary witch disciples.

Innate magical powers are archery techniques. Once he has enough time to prepare and give all his strength, even monks two levels higher than him will be unable to resist.

More importantly, this person is calm and has a world of difference from Kuafu, so he is even more valued by his predecessors of the Witch Clan.

The two of them were really going to chase after them, but they heard the decaying old man shouting: "You stay here too!"

Once the two most outstanding disciples of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm are asked to chase them, Zhaoming will definitely have no way to survive.

The earth's energy gushed out, as if a long whip was thrusting rapidly. The nearly sub-saint powerful man took action, and was so fast that even the most outstanding witch disciples were swept away without any time to react. The earth's energy was rolled up and threw it directly into the Colosseum.

"Don't think this will trap me!"

After landing, Kuafu roared, and his body instantly turned into a thousand meters high, and the true energy wrapped around his body, as if clouds were pouring.

The magical power of Dharma heaven and earth can release the power in the body more thoroughly, and the effect will be twice the result with half the effort.

The ordinary Taiyi Jinxian naturally couldn't trap him, but unfortunately he met a mysterious and corrupt old man. He could not escape even if he gave all his strength.

Even because of his size, the power of the earth's energy suffered is stronger. Not to mention taking in the air, it becomes extremely difficult to even take steps.

"You old man, look at me trampling you to death!"

Has he ever been so imprisoned? Kuafu was immediately angry and raised his foot with difficulty, yelled and stepped on the decaying old man.

The huge soles of feet covered the sky and the sun, making the entire Colosseum darkened, and the vitality of heaven and earth was greatly oppressed, turning into a strong wind to fly around.

Both the captives and the witch tribe chose to avoid it as soon as possible, but the decaying old man did not move at all, as if he had not seen it.

With a "boom", he stepped on it, and then he heard Kuafu's cry of pain, as if he was knocked on his feet. His body shook and was directly sucked to the ground by the huge gravity of the earth.

Seeing that the decaying old man was still moving, there was no increase in any injury.

"Oh, I can't stand firm!" Lying on the ground, Kuafu screamed in discomfort, then dispersed his magical powers of Dharma heavenly phenomena and earth, and returned to his normal body shape.

"You idiot!" Meng Huai was furious and cursed.

The decaying old man had no choice but to do anything about him. Although Kuafu was strong, he was still far behind. How could he hurt the other party? Now both of them are trapped here, and this only hope is gone.

"Mr. Menghuai, don't panic, I'll take the life of that demon clan!"

Houyi, who was beside him, said calmly, and then took out a large bow.

The strongest person is not his body and speed, but his bow and arrow. Although Zhaoming has escaped far away, he is still in his sight. With the difference in strength between the two, as long as he can see it, he will naturally be able to shoot.

"Okay! Quick! Quick! Quick! Don't let him escape!" Meng Huai was overjoyed.
Chapter completed!