When he made the request, Zhaoming was ready to open his mouth, but unexpectedly, Sun Jiuyang's request was to see someone.

"Who do you see?" Zhaoming asked immediately.

Sun Jiuyang smiled and said, "Go to meet an unscrupulous old man who is almost crazy about his disciples."

"This..." Zhao Ming was a little hesitant. He had already seen Sun Jiuyang's character. If he made a request directly, it would be easier to do it. The more he said such a guy, the more trouble he would be.

Sun Jiuyang waved his hand: "Whatever you want, don't go down, and even if you agree, I have to explain one thing clearly."

"Tell me!"

"I don't know if you have inquired about me. What I can tell you is that I am most afraid of being infected with cause and effect now. Especially for the witch clan, the high priest is too strong. Even if I take the innate treasure in front of him, I have no power to fight back. So I will never ask for trouble if I don't mess with him."

"But you made a big fuss in Wudao last time and even destroyed the Pangu statue." Zhaoming reminded.

Wudao is a holy land of the Witch Clan, especially the Pangu statue. If this is not called a quarrel, then nothing can make the Witch Clan angry.

"You don't understand!" Sun Jiuyang shook his head: "That's a forced force. You saw it too. I ran away after making a fuss. You were still in the Sky Ridge for some time. After I returned the Kunlun Mirror, I never returned to the prehistoric continent."

"Of course, it is impossible to avoid being involved in cause and effect at all. All I can do is to minimize the interests caused by cause and effect. It is actually not difficult to save people in the Colosseum. I will find a way for you to do it yourself."

"But it's not me who hits you. No matter how talented you are, with your current realm, you don't have the magic weapon like Hongjun back then. No matter how good I think of you, you're just going to die."

Zhaoming frowned, knowing that what the other party said was not unreasonable. He was not strong enough, and even if he had more external help, it would be futile.

Seeing Zhaoming hesitating, Sun Jiuyang continued, "Of course, what I can guarantee you is that if you want to see that person will never harm you. If he is happy, he may also give you some opportunities."

Zhaoming thought about it for a while, and finally nodded and said, "Okay, I promise you, but what you said must count."

Sun Jiuyang smiled and said, "Do you want me to swear now?"

Zhaoming's face froze, and he suddenly felt that he had done something stupid again. A guy like Sun Jiuyang would not have sweared to bet on the sky. Even if he cursed himself at the sky, the credibility did not seem to be very high.

"Also, I will teach you a set of martial arts, and you will definitely not be able to practice it yourself. Teach this martial arts to this dark guy and let him practice it."

Sun Jiuyang slowly explained a set of exercises, and Zhaoming remembered them all in his heart.

The exercises were extremely strange, as if they were body refining, and as if they were a method to cultivate true qi. Zhaoming tried it on his own and found that it was indeed impossible to practice as Sun Jiuyang said.

"What kind of martial arts is this? Why is it so strange?" Zhao Ming asked in confusion.

Sun Jiuyang smiled slightly: "You are a demon clan, of course you cannot practice. This is the witchcraft of the witch clan."

"Then why did you ask him to practice?" Zhao Ming looked puzzled. The guy Sun Jiuyang said was naturally referring to the black mosquito demon. Only the witch clan can practice the witchcraft of the witch clan. Even if the black mosquito demon transforms into a monster, it is not the witch clan in any case.

"Try it!" Sun Jiuyang shook his head: "I don't know if he can practice it, but the only targets of this witchcraft are bloodthirsty black ant mosquitoes, and something different may happen."

Looking at Zhaoming again, he continued, "Don't worry. If I force this technique to him, then the problem will be big. But if he practices by himself, cause and effect will naturally be different. It will not be harmful to his body, but it will also be beneficial. If I guess well, he might make a breakthrough again with this technique and achieve the realm of the Immortal King."

"Is there such an effect?" Zhaoming asked in surprise.

The realm of the Immortal King can be regarded as the level of cultivation that is highly admired by the cultivation world. Apart from the Taoist Kunpeng who I saw in Yaochi, there is no other Immortal King in the Demon Clan.

If this black mosquito demon really reaches the realm of the Immortal King, as long as his spiritual intelligence does not change, he may still recognize himself as his king, and many things will be easily solved by then.

Sun Jiuyang refused to comment, but said slowly: "I don't know, give it a try. If it really succeeds, it will also give your demon clan a big killer."

I don’t know what this guy is selling. Zhao Ming thought about it for a while and finally told the black mosquito demon that he had something to listen to. The black mosquito demon naturally had to listen to it clearly. The black mosquito demon listened very seriously, as if he had to listen to even punctuation marks clearly.

After saying it five or six times in a row, Zhaoming then ordered: "You can practice this technique well, don't waste it. After some time, I will see how effective your practice is."

The black mosquito nodded, and did not speak. After kneeling respectfully, he flew away by himself. It was thought that he had practiced that technique.

"This simple-minded guy is really fooling!"

Looking at the black mosquito demon flying away, Sun Jiuyang was actually a little envious.

"No one is watching us anymore, how can we leave now?" Zhaoming gave up many thoughts and only thought about leaving.

"Stay digging the hole!" Sun Jiuyang smiled, flew down, took out a talisman and slapped it in the hole.

I saw the formations squirming, like dough, and a passage appeared in front of the two of them instantly, reaching the bottom of the sea, and it was a little deeper.

"This..." Zhao Ming was stunned. Compared to before, this was so fast. After being stunned, he realized that Sun Jiuyang had made it on purpose before.

"Let's go!" Sun Jiuyang jumped directly into the cave. Zhaoming didn't think much and hurriedly followed him.

A talisman dug nearly a thousand meters away and rushed to the end. Sun Jiuyang took another talisman, and the earth separated automatically and went straight to the distance.

The two dug underground for several hours, and the sea water penetrated into the ground, spreading the entire cave. Life was dangerous, but the feeling of water around them made Zhaoming feel extremely uncomfortable.

After walking through the sea for no reason, Sun Jiuyang finally changed direction and dug it upwards. Within a moment, he rushed out of the bottom stone layer, then rushed out of the sea surface, and flew directly into the sky.

There is no blood here. When I look back, I see that the Insect Island has become a small dot.

"Go away quickly, these insects will come out to hunt monsters after some time, don't be discovered!"

Sun Jiuyang greeted him and walked towards the east with his foot on the mysterious light, Zhaoming naturally followed.

After walking forward for a long time, he could no longer see the Insect Island. Sun Jiuyang stopped. Zhaoming didn't know where he wanted to take him. He thought that he had already responded anyway. He took one step at a time and didn't say anything, just waiting for Sun Jiuyang's instructions.

Sun Jiuyang used his true energy to roll Zhaoming, and reminded him: "Don't talk, it will take a long time, and if you are bored, you will doze off by yourself."

"What?" Zhaoming was puzzled when he heard this. When he saw Sun Jiuyang taking out a spell and slapped it on his body, he instantly saw the energy of heaven and earth rolling in. A burst of black light flashed on Sun Jiuyang's body, and his figure appeared faintly, becoming like a black hole that devoured everything.

"This..." Zhao Ming had just made a word, and saw the sky spinning and the mountains and seas moving against each other. Driven by the black light, the two people rushed forward at a speed beyond imagination.

Zhaoming was led by General Tortoise and was also led by King Shang Yang. Both of them were not slow, especially King Shang Yang. How could the sub-saint realm be underestimated? But compared with Sun Jiuyang's current method, he became a snail.

"Senior..." Zhao Ming wanted to speak, but found that he could not do it at all. Such speed should have reached the level of the Immortal King. Sun Jiuyang just used his true energy to sweep him, but did not help him defend. The rapid energy impact was like a series of hammers that kept hitting him, making him unable to speak at all.

Sun Jiuyang was concentrating, with a solemn face, and his whole body was so tense that it could no longer be tighter. It was obvious that using this spell with his strength was quite barely possible.

In desperation, Zhaoming could only shut his mouth and use all his strength to resist the true energy. The black fire flames wrapped around his body, trying to use flames to resolve the energy impact. But as soon as he condensed, he immediately felt like a sand sculpture encountered water, and was washed away without leaving any left.

The bitter wind was like a knife, and the energy of heaven and earth was like a hammer, which made Zhaoming's body make a sound of thumping sounds. Mars were scattered and cold lights splashed.

I don’t know whether Sun Jiuyang was acting unintentionally or did it on purpose, but Zhaoming suffered a lot for a while. If it weren’t for the furnace refining body, I’m afraid that it would be blown away at this moment.

The flame cannot condense, so other methods are needed. Zhaoming's heart moves and the flame pattern is densely spread all over his body.

The Taoist pattern is an extremely special thing, not energy, but better than energy. It seems to be something from two worlds with this world, and it is difficult to communicate. It is recognized that the energy of heaven and earth is surging and impacting, but the flame Taoist pattern seems to be shining by moonlight and has no effect.

After the Taoist patterns were spread all over the body, Zhaoming tried to condense the Black Fire Sky Flame. This time it was indeed successful. With the Taoist patterns, the Black Fire Sky Flame was like a vine that found a tree trunk that could be entangled, and it had a foothold and grew rapidly.

A moment later, Zhaoming was wrapped in flames, as if wearing a black flame armor, competing against the impact of energy, which alleviated the current situation.

I don’t know where Sun Jiuyang was going to take him, and he moved forward at this terrifying speed. Ten days passed and he had not stopped.

Moving forward all the way, Zhaoming can only do his best to support it.

Under the destruction of this violent wind energy, Zhaoming's true energy was like a rough stone that was sharpened by a knife and axe, removing the droops and retaining the essence, and constantly refining. Vaguely, there was thunder in his body, like a giant dragon roaring, and about to emerge.

After moving forward like this for more than a month, when Zhaoming felt the limit, Sun Jiuyang finally stopped.

Standing firmly and seeing around clearly, Zhaoming was stunned.
Chapter completed!