The world is about to collapse. What the porcupine-like man said made Sun Jiuyang extremely shocked. He was so confused that he stood there for a long time without any reaction.

At this time, Zhaoming's heavenly tribulation had passed the seventh level. The Nine-headed Emperor's energy body changed seven kinds of powers, and used seven methods, and Zhaoming endured them one by one.

The man like a porcupine expected, gold, wood, wind, thunder, blood, earth, and ice. After these seven kinds of energy, the power of water flow soon came.

Although the level of true qi is no different from before, the power of the five elements restrained has already given Zhaoming a greater sense of crisis.

The Nine-headed Emperor raised his hand and stretched out his finger. Thousands of water rushed towards the finger. This time he used not only his own power, but also mobilized the power of Guixu.

There was a move in the earth-moving technique, "One finger to condense thousands of mountains", and one finger to point out, condensing the weight of thousands of mountains. At this time, the Nine-headed Emperor used a similar method to activate the power of water movement, condensing thousands of water with one finger.

It condensed thousands of streams of water into a ball, turned into a drop of water and flew towards Zhaoming, with a very fast speed, as if it had traveled through time and space, and hit it in an instant.

"Bang", with a loud bang, Zhaoming's body was directly penetrated, and amid the loud bang, countless water columns rushed out from all over his body.

"ah!"

At this moment, even Zhaoming couldn't help but howl loudly. Thousands of flows surged and burst out in his body instantly. How terrible that energy was.

At this time, Zhaoming no longer looked like a fire-swallowing demon, but was like the legendary water-sucking demon, full of water and five elements were chaotic.

I don’t know how long the terrifying impact of the water continued, but finally became weaker and weaker, and I struggled to hold on. Fortunately, Emperor Jiutou did not take any action after lit up his finger, otherwise Zhaoming would have no way to survive.

The water flow in his body was removed and Zhaoming recovered his injuries with difficulty. The Nine-headed Emperor began to change his breath again, and his body also became faintly visible, as if he was about to disappear.

"Boy, be careful, the real Nine-headed Emperor is coming." Sun Jiuyang, who was beside him, had already come to his senses and reminded him loudly.

Zhaoming naturally knew that all his attention was on the Great Demon King in front of him, and he remained motionless.

Sun Jiuyang looked at the man like a porcupine and asked in a voice message: "Uncle Master. What do you mean by the collapse of the world? Is the whole world going to be destroyed? Then am I dead?"

"Who can die without death? I have never seen a truly immortal person." The porcupine-like man sat down cross-legged in the void, took out a wine gourd and took a sip, and then continued: "But collapse does not mean the end of the world. The world will continue in another way. As for what exactly, I still don't know."

Sun Jiuyang also hurriedly sat cross-legged, took out some wine items and placed them in front of the man like a porcupine with a flattering look on his face: "Uncle Master. Seeing what you said is so dangerous, my nephew is panicked. Why don't you lend me some more treasures? No, this is the honey you want, 100,000 pounds, how much or less."

"This is good!" The man's eyes lit up like a porcupine, and the gourd that Sun Jiuyang took out fell directly into his mouth.

"Uncle Master, this is 100,000 pounds!" Sun Jiuyang immediately exclaimed. The man like a porcupine actually poured all the honey into his mouth at one time. Not to mention whether there would be any problem with eating like this, it was not easy for this thing to come. There was no such way to eat it.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the man like a porcupine had swallowed it and licked his tongue, still feeling unsatisfied: "Not bad, not bad, this kind of honey still tastes comfortable."

"As for the matter of baby, don't think about it, I don't have too many. The treasures on my apprentice now have masters, so I have such a broken stone."

"Axe, axe. Who has taken out that axe yet? Is it in your hands?" Sun Jiuyang asked anxiously.

The man like a porcupine shook his head: "No one knows where the axe fell. That thing is different from several other magic weapons. It has great cause and effect. I really want you to discover it. I would like to advise you to pretend that you didn't see it. Don't take it, otherwise you will be chopped by the heavenly tribulation."

The man like a porcupine smiled again: "But there are a few treasures that fall into the hands of that person. Whether I want you to guide you to find him depends on whether you can dig out one from him."

"That person? Forget it!" Sun Jiuyang kept shook his head: "Don't say that he saw him, I feel scared when I think about it."

He paused for a moment and continued, "Uncle Master, look at me so filial to you, you have to express your feelings!"

"Why are you talking so much? Are you worried about that boy?" The man like a porcupine pointed to Zhaoming not far away.

Sun Jiuyang smiled and said, "If he really has nothing to do with you, I'm afraid I'll have to worry. Since there are some relationships that I don't know, it doesn't matter. He can't even get through this heavenly tribulation, so it's useless to say anything."

"You can think too much!" The man like a porcupine smiled: "Forget it, I'll give you a clear road. Kunlun Mountain is a good place with abundant spiritual energy. I don't know how many treasures there are in it. The innate gourd vine has been taken away by me, so don't think about it. But there is still a banana tree in the mountain..."

The whispered voice made Sun Jiuyang happy and nodded.

At this time, the aura of the Nine-headed Emperor finally stabilized. This time, the time for a long time made Zhaoming's injuries basically recover.

When the breath of the Nine-headed Emperor stopped, it suddenly broke out, as if a river broke through the dam and rushed down from the nine heavens, extremely terrifying.

Zhaoming looked solemn and sighed in his heart. This is the real demon king. Just a breath can make people feel powerless to resist. But no matter who he is, even if Pangu comes, he will definitely be able to survive his Daluo Golden Immortal Tribulation.

Yangming Technique, Tiger Roaring Heaven, Boiling Body Refining**, Fairy Fire Control Technique... All the skills of the Zhaominghui are activated with all their strength at this moment. The flame patterns fly out one by one, sticking to the body, covering them layer by layer, like an invisible piece of flame armor.

This is the Great Demon King. Even if he let go of the battle, it is difficult to deal with, let alone defending but not attacking, Zhaoming dares not be careless.

In the breath of mountains and seas, a terrible chaotic light appeared in the eyes of the Nine-headed Emperor, as if he had opened his eyes. It was empty, godless, but as deep as the universe.

As soon as he raised his hand, nine characters circling in the palm of his palm. When he saw the void again, countless meteors emerged out of thin air, as if they had traveled through time and space, rushing from all over Guixu.

Neither fire nor water, nor thunder nor ice, they are all chaotic energy.

The power of chaos, the legendary terrifying power, transcends the Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, is the beginning of worldly power, and is also the end of worldly power.

But let alone the power of chaos is the power of the five elements, and the power of yin and yang is almost impossible for others to practice, so that this power is only heard and never seen.

I didn't expect that the use of the Nine-headed Emperor was actually such a legendary power, and the Great Demon Emperor was indeed unique.

"Be careful, this is Jiuzhang's hidden treasure, it's not worth the life to kill someone!" Sun Jiuyang reminded loudly, but the sound sounded a little joking.

"ah!"

Zhaoming shouted loudly, urging all the true energy in his body, emerged from great force, turning into countless flames surrounding his body. Meteors rushed down one by one, bombarding directly.

Even though there is still a lot of gap from the so-called end of power, it is still a chaotic aura. Under the bombardment, Zhaoming only felt that everywhere in his body seemed to be cut open with a sword, and then he was constantly stirring up the flesh with a rusty iron rake.

The outrageous severe pain made Zhaoming almost faint and fall to the ground, and even his heartbeat and breathing stopped instantly.

I can do it, I can definitely hold on... I keep cheering up in my heart, Zhaoming held on there, letting the meteors bombard it from all directions.

But this was just a casual blow from the Nine-Head Emperor. Seeing that Zhaoming did not fall, the Nine-Head Emperor no longer only attacked from a distance as before. He stepped out with one foot, and the chaotic aura emerged and had already arrived directly in front of Zhaoming.

Nine characters in his hand hovered, and his right hand was empty, like a tiger's claw, slapped at Zhaoming.

With a slap in his palm, Zhaoming howled in pain, and it felt as if the other party had held the meteor in his hand and gave him a moment of pain. It hurt so much that he almost collapsed.

Then he heard a sneering sound, and the arm that was photographed instantly turned into particles, disappearing directly, leaving no flesh and blood.

"The Nine Chapters of the Treasure can still be used like this!" Sun Jiuyang in the distance exclaimed. The Taoist Ancestor had learned this trick before he could comply with the Heavenly Dao, but it was completely incomparable to the Nine-Head Emperor.

The way of attacking that condenses all power with the hands is more terrifying than just bombarding with a meteor.

The man like a porcupine said slowly, "The Nine Chapters of the Treasure is a martial art created by the Emperor Nine-headed, based on his own practice. My disciple just learned the form and touched some spirit. It is still far from this marrow, so how can I compare it?"

While speaking, the Nine-headed Emperor turned his hand and grabbed Zhaoming's other arm. The so-called furnace body refining ****, the so-called mysterious body, in front of the Nine-headed Emperor's attack method, was as fragile as thin paper, and had almost no defense.

Amid the sneering sound, Zhaoming's other arm repeated the same mistake, and it also turned into particles and disappeared from his body, leaving no flesh and blood.

"Ah!" Zhaoming roared wildly. At this time, he had already made his promise and urged all the skills to do whatever he wanted. He had only one thought in his mind: I can't lose, I can't lose to the heavenly tribulation, and I can't die.

Thousands of disasters and difficulties are just hardships. No matter how big the challenge is, you can definitely overcome it.

Seeing Zhaoming like this, the Nine-headed Emperor raised his hand again, and nine characters appeared again, but the direction of the hovering this time was completely opposite. In an instant, it had condensed into a ball, with white light flashing, like a night pearl.

"Be careful, this is a magical power that is the law of heaven." Sun Jiuyang reminded loudly.

But even if the reminder is useless, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the Nine-headed Emperor had already slapped out with a palm. The night pearls were broken and turned into countless dust, like willow catkins flying, rushing to Zhaoming.

It has no lethality, but it has extremely terrifying effects.

In an instant, Zhaoming felt that his whole body's perception had been stripped away. Except for his thinking, his body lost control everywhere and stood still.
Chapter completed!