After a long battle, Kuafu finally felt relieved. He had already felt that the battle was a bit extraordinary.

It is not self-esteem, but self-confidence. He knows that he cannot truly be invincible in the same realm. It is not impossible for him to defeat him at the same realm, and even Zhaoming in front of him is possible. But to defeat himself across the border, no one in the world can do it, and no one can do it.

Zhaoming's injury recovery was already bizarre, and now he can still fight with him for a long time, or even have a slight advantage. Especially the dragon-shaped energy, he has never seen the other party use it.

He seemed dull, but his mind was smart. After thinking about it carefully, he had already thought about it. However, he did not know how powerful Taishan was, nor could he see Zhaoming using the power of Taishan, but he mistakenly thought that Xue Yuhua was helping him in secret.

The fox demon girl who was strictly ordered by the high priest to not be disturbed at will must have extraordinary means. If you continue to fight, you will not only not be able to get any benefits, but you will even be truly deprived of it. Since this is the case, it is better to leave temporarily.

It is not embarrassing to leave like this, after all, there is someone behind the other party to help. Moreover, Zhaoming always wants to leave Taishan. This prehistoric world is the world of the witch clan. As long as he continues to stay in the prehistoric world, he will naturally have a chance.

Kuafu was also decisive and left as he said he could.

Zhaoming was a little surprised to see Kuafu leaving without looking back. He always thought that the witch clan would work hard to the end once the war started. Now it seems that he knows how to judge the situation.

Relying on the power of Taishan is enough to consume the opponent, but when it comes to interception, he is still a little powerless. Moreover, the effect of Yangming Technique has reached its end, and it will not be beneficial to you to continue fighting.

Unfortunately, the realm was a little short, Zhaoming sighed in his heart and could only watch the huge figure leave.

I turned around and wanted to fly back to Taishan Cave. But I didn't know how to get in. As I was hesitating, I suddenly felt a soft force wrapping my body and flew up.

Seeing Zhaoming coming up, Yang Sansan exclaimed: "Senior!" He wanted to rush up, but he looked at the saint on one side, and he didn't dare to be too reckless.

Zhaoming bowed to Xue Yuhua and said, "Thank you for your help!"

First, there is the grace of saving one's life, and then there is the grace of helping one's own way, so we should give a great gift.

I bent down for a while and thought Xue Yuhua would flatten her body. But after waiting for a long time, I didn't respond. I looked up slightly and took a look secretly, but I found Xue Yuhua was still staring at the foot of the mountain with a little blank look, as if I was thinking about something and hadn't come back to my senses.

It’s not right to stand up straight for a moment, nor to bow, which makes Zhaoming very embarrassed. But it’s not easy to say anything.

The atmosphere was a little weird for a moment. After waiting for a while, Yang Sansan plucked up the courage to touch Xueyuhua gently and shouted softly: "Saint!"

Xue Yuhua suddenly came to her senses, looked at Zhaoming's posture again, and naturally reacted, and said quickly: "Sorry. I remembered some things from the past. Don't call me the saint, call me... Axue!"

"Ah...Miss Axue!" Zhaoming nodded, but just asked him to call such a girl who existed in the legend, and always felt a little uncomfortable.

"Where did you... come from?" Xue Yuhua asked again.

For some reason, Zhaoming always felt that the beautiful fox woman in front of him was a little weird, and she seemed unable to concentrate and was always wandering outside the sky. She had briefly explained her identity and origin before, but she didn't expect that he asked again at this time.

However, because of my identity, I can only repeat my name and general origin.

"Are the Fire-swallowing Demon?" Xue Yuhua nodded, and a little disappointment flashed in her eyes.

Zhaoming finally couldn't help but ask: "Miss Axue, but... is there any problem?"

Xue Yuhua shook her head: "No, it's just that you look like someone I know, so I want to ask about the situation!"

While speaking, his eyes floated to the side involuntarily. Zhaoming followed his eyes and landed on the stone wall of the cave. He had never noticed before, but only then did he realize that there were a large number of murals carved on the stone wall, and almost all of them were painted in the same shape.

Judging from the figure, it was a young man holding a sword and a big bell on his head, with extraordinary momentum. What's strange is that there are probably thousands of paintings of this young man on this wall, but without exception, they all have no facial features and a blank face.

Even so, it seems that there is a magic that deeply attracted Zhaoming. That momentum and body look familiar, but I can't remember where I have seen it before.

After thinking for a long time, I suddenly felt shocked and thought that this figure seemed to be 90% similar to myself. Except for Wu Zhong Wu Jian, I was simply another self.

Similar people... What Xue Yuhua said was once again in Zhaoming's heart. Without further ado, he already knew who Xue Yuhua was talking about.

Pangu, he looks the same as Pangu, so Xue Yuhua said that she looks very much like a person he knows.

Xue Yuhua actually met Pangu, and Zhaoming suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

He is not a person who judges people by his appearance, but Xue Yuhua's appearance does make him feel quite fond of. Moreover, the other party has saved him and helped him, and has done kindness to him.

But such a person seems to have a great relationship with Pangu, especially the deep affection contained in his eyes when he looks at the wall, as if the ice in his eyes condenses but does not melt, as if it is engraved in the depths of his soul.

Maybe it's a bit of a bastard, but in Zhaoming's heart, the most evil person in the world is Pangu, who is still above the high priest of the witch clan.

This person who opened up the world and should have admired all the people gave all the best things to the witch clan, so that other races could only be enslaved and bullied by them.

Zhaoming didn't want Xueyuhua to have anything to do with Pangu for various reasons.

A thought flashed through his mind, and finally he spoke, "Miss Axue, the person you mentioned is... Pangu?"

Xue Yuhua didn't answer directly. She looked at Shibi for a while before nodding and said, "That's how they all call him, but to me, he is not Pangu, but my young master!"

Young Master... This title made Zhaoming and Yang Sansan stunned, their minds blank. They were stunned for a long time before they came back to their senses.

Zhaoming is not clear about what Pangu's original name is, and he cannot even judge. These two words are his claim or the honorific title of sentient beings. Even though Zhaoming has resentment towards the most powerful existence in this world, he has to admit that he is the most courageous person in this world.

If he loses his life and creates the world, he is afraid that only he can do it in this world, and no one else dares to imagine it.

Over the years, I have heard of those who call him the great god, those who call him the ancestor god, and even the witch tribes call him the father god. However, it is the first time I heard of him that he calls him the young master. (To be continued...)
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