Zhaoming stood up and admitted defeat calmly. Whether it was being shot out or competed with strength, he was indeed inferior to Ran Hu. Originally, Sun Jiuyang wanted him to pretend to lose, but in fact, he was really defeated.

However, this will not affect his mood. The world is talented, and Ran Hu's strength is outstanding among the Golden Immortal Cultivators. Without using the power of flame, his real combat power is less than 70%, and it is not surprising that he will lose to Ran Hu.

"You are not bad either. You can fight with me for so long. Even I, Longbo, are not often seen. I am a warrior." Ran Hu laughed, and it made him very happy to win his opponent.

However, the severe pain from his fists reminded him that it was not so easy for him to win this battle. He had the advantage of strength, but when it comes to physical strength, he lost because of his self-confidence. The other party's body is much better than himself.

Zhaoming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Ran Hu and said, "But this does not prove that you Longbo people are better than our Uncle Long. I still have the methods of ancestral inheritance. Give me some time and I will definitely defeat you."

Ran Hu naturally did not show any weakness and said loudly: "Haha, okay, how much time do you need, and what other means can you just use it? I, Ran Hu, can defeat you for the first time, and naturally, can defeat you for the second time."

Zhaoming said with a high apology: "There is a way to nourish the soul and refine the body among my ancestral secret techniques. Give me three months to go back here to fight you. If you win me, I will admit that you are better than me in Longbo."

Ran Hu nodded: "No problem, I'm just going to say that! Three months later, I'll be waiting for you here!"

"See you in three months!" Zhaoming bowed to the people of Longbo around him, then soared into the air and galloped away.

After flying away from Longbo Kingdom, Zhaoming stopped until he could no longer see the horizon, gasped, and let out a big mouthful of blood.

"You are really **!" Sun Jiuyang floated out of his ears: "You have asked you to admit defeat earlier. You still have to hold on. Is it good to vomit blood?"

"Since there is no need to reserve, I will naturally have to fight with all my might. How can I easily admit defeat until the last moment!" Zhaoming said lightly.

He was ready to admit defeat after fighting for a while, but Ran Hu's combat power made him unable to control his full strength. If he hadn't been beaten out of the ring in the end, he would probably have not yet given up.

Ran Hu's power was too great, even if he had a furnace body refining **, he would not be spared. It was just that Zhaoming was unwilling to vomit blood in front of his opponent, so he endured his injuries and chatted and laughed. He walked until he was here before he relaxed.

After spitting out blood, Zhaoming gasped. At this moment, his head was a little dizzy and wanted to find a place to lie down and rest.

Sun Jiuyang shook his head: "It's okay to vomit it out earlier. I have to hold it in my body, and the injury has worsened. Fortunately, I am by your side, otherwise it will be enough for you."

He flipped his hand and took out a few green pills. He gently flipped it and fell into Zhaoming's mouth. The pills melted into the mouth and turned into a few warm swells and stayed along his throat. The injured inner palace seemed to be soaked in warm water, which was extremely comfortable. In just a moment, the injury had already healed most of the time.

"What kind of pill is this?" Zhaoming asked. He was often injured and liked to refine pills. Seeing this pill so magical, he naturally felt happy when he saw that he saw the hunting.

"The Uon Grass Returns the Pill is made of ginseng fruit as the main material and is refined with a variety of strange medicines." Sun Jiuyang looked at Zhaoming and said with a smile: "I want to refine this pill?"

"I hope you can teach me for yourselves!" Zhaoming nodded, not polite.

Sun Jiuyang shook his head: "Of course I will teach you, but this elixir is not that easy to refine. Only Wuzhuang Temple in Wanshou Mountain can bloom every three thousand years, bear fruit every three thousand years, and mature only in three thousand years, bear forty-nine fruits at a time."

"Compared with other innate spiritual roots, the number of ginseng fruits is much higher, but this guy is difficult to preserve, so he has to eat it if he picks it."

"The owner of Wuzhuang Temple is named Zhen Yuanzi, who is a strong Immortal King. Although he has a good temper, he can see this ginseng fruit more than anything else and will not give it to others easily. I am still lucky to have this furnace of elixir. The old man stole it and took half of it. I don't know why he suddenly felt good and gave it to me, otherwise I wouldn't be able to refine it."

Zhaoming didn’t know what Wuzhuang Temple and what Zhenyuanzi were, but he still knew about the ginseng fruit. This is the innate spiritual root, so it’s so difficult to ask for one.

"It's okay, teach me the method, and I'll find a way myself." Zhaoming didn't care. Although it's hard to cook without rice, he had to at least become a good wife first.

"Okay, I'll teach you one day when I feel better. Don't go with me in this moji!" Sun Jiuyang urged, distinguished the direction, and then flew into the air.

Zhaoming hurriedly caught up and asked, "Where are you going now?"

"Look for the Aoyu!"

"Aoyu?" Zhaoming was shocked: "We will go to Guixu Wushan again?"

Most people will instinctively feel a sense of irresistible fear for something too large, and Zhaoming is no exception. The fifteen turtle fish are too big, and they are a little scared when they think about it. Zhaoming naturally doesn't want to go there.

"You are stupid. Are there only fifteen turtles in the world? Although there are not many things, I know where there are."

Sun Jiuyang didn't care whether Zhaoming wanted to do so or not. He rolled him up with his true energy and ran away quickly.

After walking forward for about a month, Sun Jiuyang stopped just after reaching a very different sea area.

What's different from other places is that the sea water is yellow, mixed with a lot of mud and sand, and the sea surface is extremely chaotic, with waves everywhere, and huge waves of thousands of meters are everywhere. From time to time, roaring sounds are heard, and huge waves of ten thousand meters are gushing like sky pillars.

There were also a large number of tides stacked layer by layer, like a thousand-layer cake, turning into a fountain. From time to time, huge monsters appeared in the middle, and the strong rose into the air and drilled into the water, swimming in the distance along the chaotic tide. Those who were not strong enough screamed, and were torn into dozens of pieces by the huge pulling force of the tide, and blood spilled and disappeared immediately.

The sea conditions are dangerous and the weather is also full of lightning and thunder, which is shocking, especially as a fire-swalking monster.

"Where is this?" Zhaoming asked.

"Die Abyss, also known as the Sea of ​​Chaos. The terrain here is too strange, resulting in the generation of various undercurrents of waves. The power of each undercurrent is extremely terrifying and difficult to blend with each other, so it becomes like this."

"Even a strong-body monster can't survive in such a place, but the Aoyu is exceptional. This monster is very good at driving undercurrents and is almost unaffected. It can even kill monsters that are stronger than him here. Last time I passed by here, I saw a Aoyu, which happened to be used today."

Sun Jiuyang explained, looked at Zhaoming again, shook his head: "Hey, you are a fire-swallowing demon, so I can only do it myself. You are waiting for me here, and I will lure it out first."
Chapter completed!