Seeing that the blood and energy surged, Zhaoming's first reaction was naturally to think of Shura. He was a blood demon, and the wildness hidden in his nature was like this every time he took action. The reason why he let go of many thoughts and rushed over was that he clearly felt Shura's breath from the blood light.

He was fighting with people, and he was fighting very fiercely.

He stepped on the red light and was extremely fast, but he rushed out less than two hundred meters and was pulled by Sun Jiuyang.

"What are you doing?" Sun Jiuyang asked loudly: "What do you do if you fight? Just hide and take a look."

His spiritual sense is better than Zhaoming, so he naturally discovered the battle ahead, but he just didn't know who it was.

"It's Shura, it's my brother!" Zhao Ming shouted, shook Sun Jiuyang's hand away, and rushed over.

"I won't help!" Sun Jiuyang also shouted. Before he finished speaking, Zhaoming had already rushed into the battlefield.

The blood light soared into the sky, and the blood was filled with mist, as if a huge blood cloud was shrouded on the sea. Countless true qi scattered like waves in the sea, and the vitality of heaven and earth was stirred by a large number of monks and rushed wildly.

From time to time, you can hear shrill screams and painful moans, and even the demon clan roars and roars loudly.

There are a large number of demon corpses on the sea. Judging from their dress, they are people from Qinghuo Island. This place is still a little far from Qinghuo Island, but not far from the Demon Island. I don’t know who would come here to fight the demon genius from Qinghuo Island.

The civil war between the immortals, the witches, the demons... all kinds of possibilities flashed through Zhaoming's heart. After going deeper, I finally saw that the people fighting against Qinghuo Island were actually the Rakshasa clan.

It turned out to be them. No wonder Zhaoming reacted so much at this time. He was shocked again and thought to himself that it was not good.

This must be because Prince Rakshasa was unwilling to be humiliated by the battle in Tianjiling that year, and brought people to revenge. It would be fine if Prince Rakshasa was only the one. I am afraid that the Rakshasa King, who was full of evil killings in the legend, came over.

I used to not understand what the concept of a strong Immortal King was, but now Zhaoming has already understood. With a turn of his hands, blood can flow into a river and corpses accumulate like mountains. Anyone who can reach that level is a genius among geniuses. No matter how strong the Shang Yang King is, it is impossible to challenge him more than the level.

While galloping, the Rakshasa clan saw Zhaoming appear and immediately condensed his blood and came to kill him.

This is a Rakshasa clan in the realm of the Great Luo Jinxian, which is very different from the Rakshasa clan leader who fought in the past. He has a faint appearance of an immortal clan in his blood.

Since the last time he fought with Prince Rakshasa, Zhaoming has inquired about some information about the Rakshasa clan. Not everyone in the Rakshasa clan is the same and is divided into three levels.

First class is the royal family, which is the direct bloodline of the Rakshasa King.

The second class is a noble, transformed from the essence of the blood sea, with extraordinary talent and strong strength. Generally speaking, the Rakshasa clan is exactly this.

The third-class is a blood slave, which is derived from ordinary blood qi in the sea of ​​blood. It has average strength, and more importantly, it is a simple mind, only knows to act according to orders, like a slave, so it is called a blood slave. The Rakshasa clan that Zhaoming once killed is exactly this way. Therefore, he only knows to fight hard.

It is obvious that this battle is not just about competition. The Rakshasa clan has sent elite forces.

Blood coagulation is the finger, and the murderous aura is rushing. If he is still in the realm of Golden Immortality, Zhaoming may still be a little afraid. But now he is already in the realm of Golden Immortality. Even the Nine-headed Emperor of the same realm cannot kill him. He is just a Rakshasa clan, how could he be afraid?

Immediately, I didn't dodge or avoid it. I went straight to meet it with my body.

The finger light shot towards Zhaoming like a sword, as if glass hit the steel, and it instantly shattered. The Rakshasa clan obviously did not expect this to be the result, and was stunned immediately. Before he could react, he was already being bullied by Zhaoming.

The dragon fist was killed out with one blow, domineering and arrogant. The red dragon-shaped energy easily knocked the Rakshasa clan into pieces as if it was tearing white paper.

Walking forward in the debris, I finally saw the center of the battlefield soon.

A large number of Qinghuodao demons and the Rakshasa tribe were fighting fiercely, and the two figures fought the most fiercely.

One is fat and holding a long blood-colored sword in his hand, the other is similar in shape, with eagle eyes and wolf eyes, and holding a blood-colored Yangtze River in his hand, which is Shura and Prince Rakshasa.

Shura's talent Zhaoming knew that he could not go through life and death, and all kinds of adventures were always one step behind him. Not seeing him for a few years, just like what he expected, he was already in the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal.

As the Rakshasa royal family, Prince Rakshasa has amazing talent. Now he is like Shura, he is also in the realm of Daluo Jinxian.

The two of them did not make any reservations and tried their best to turn the battlefield into a sea of ​​blood. They used their magical powers to activate it, and were also fighting for control of the other party's blood sea. The weapons in their hands flew past the other party's vital points from time to time, extremely thrilling.

A wave of even more terrifying aura came from the nine heavens, and the power of the sub-saints was overwhelmed. In a red world, there were flames surging like waves.

It was Di Jun. Although he could not clearly see the battle at the extremely high place in the sky, Zhaoming still saw through the flames who was fighting against the Rakshasa clan.

Among the people I know, there are many strong people who use flames, and the strongest of them are naturally Shangyang King, Prince Bifang and Di Jun.

The flames of King Shangyang were green, and the flames of Prince Bifang were bright yellow and black smoke was emitted. Only Di Jun's flames were normal, red, but they were also extremely domineering.

The battle between the sub-saints was not helpful, so they could only deal with the battlefield in front of them. Although there were many people in Qinghuodao, they were obviously not elites. Di Jun and Shura were both unhindered, but other demon clans were not opponents of the Rakshasa clan at all.

At this time, two Rakshasa nobles in the Taiyi Jinxian realm held ghost-headed swords and intended to surround Shura with Prince Rakshasa from behind.

Zhaoming didn't think too much, and shouted: "Shameless villain dares to attack him!"

The red light flashed, and stepped on the pear immortal step, turning into a stream of light and rushed over. The Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, the flower that condensed the energy, and the true energy was far superior to the Golden Immortal Realm. The speed was no longer the same as that of the day, and in the blink of an eye, it had reached the center of the battlefield.

He raised his hand and punched the dragon fist, and the red dragon-shaped energy rushed out, directly hitting the blade of a ghost-headed knife.

As the dragon roared, the ghost-headed sword shattered, and the remaining energy directly hit the chest of the Taiyi Golden Immortal Rakshasa clan. A muffled groan was knocked away far away.

Zhaoming's body has reached the realm of holy weapons, almost comparable to divine weapons. How can weapons of the mysterious weapon level withstand such strength?

Goodbye, he raised his backhand and grabbed another Bing Guitou Knife in his hand and pinched it tightly.

The Taiyi Golden Immortal Rakshasa clan was extremely shocked and immediately turned into anger when he was caught by a monk in the Daluo Golden Immortal Rakshasa tribe.

He is a nobleman of the Rakshasa clan. He has never been treated like this. This is a shame, an indescribable shame.

"ah!"

With a loud roar, he increased the power in his hand, intending to let Zhaoming escape and kill him again.

But the body of Zhaoming's holy weapon is not enough to make the ghost head knife unable to make it, even if he hits it, he will accidentally hurt himself.

With a sneer, Zhaoming's hand of grabbing the knife surged out a large number of red flames, condensed on the blade, burning wildly. After a few breaths, the ghost-headed knife turned directly into water droplets, dropping and dropping.

"Who are you!" The anger of the Taiyi Golden Immortal Rakshasa turned into astonishment again. If he could destroy his weapons so easily, the opponent's strength would be even stronger than he imagined.

"Zhaoming!"

Zhaoming shouted loudly, and the flames in his hand rushed into a fire dragon and killed them directly.

The red flame is endless. This is no longer the black fire and sky flame, but it turns into a stronger flame as the realm improves: the fire of heavenly spirits.

The fire of heavenly spirit is a very domineering flame, and some people have suspected that it was derived from the true fire of the sun. Also, because the second heaven in the ninth level of heaven is a fire world, and this kind of flame is densely covered with this kind of flame, it is called the fire of heavenly spirit, also known as the fire of heavenly spirit.

At this time, Zhaoming sent him, as if he was about to burn everything, which was shocking.

However, the Rakshasa nobles were naturally not a fuel-efficient lamp. They condensed blood and energy with their hands, turned into blood light, and circled out, like a nebula, blocking the fire of Zhaoming.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Shura and Prince Rakshasa fought hard and retreated. Both of them were panting and very tired.

"Brother!"

When Shura saw Zhaoming, his eyes lit up and he was extremely surprised. Just as Zhaoming was worried about him, he also cared about Zhaoming, not knowing how he was after leaving Qinghuo Island. At this time, he naturally felt relieved when he saw Zhaoming appearing intact.

"Shura, I'll fight with you. Just beat Prince Rakshasa!" Zhao Ming shouted loudly, stepped on the mysterious light, and fought with the Rakshasa nobles in the Taiyi Jinxian realm.

Prince Rakshasa smiled strangely: "Hehe, your elder brother is here, is it the fire-swalking demon back then? To this day, he is actually in the realm of Daluo Jinxian, which is not bad. But what if he comes, he will just be buried with you."

"You can't even beat me, and you still want to fight with my elder brother? Pay the price for your stupidity!" Shura shouted and killed him directly. The two of them instantly fought again.

On the other hand, Zhaoming waved the Dragon Fist to fight the Taiyi Golden Immortal Rakshasa nobles for a few tricks. Not only did he show no sign of defeat, but he took advantage of the body of the holy weapon.

At this time, the Taiyi Jinxian who was knocked away by Long Boxing also flew back. The two joined forces to kill Zhaoming.

Knowing the power of Dragon Fist, he avoids his sharp edge and intends to attack Zhaoming. But now Zhaoming is far superior to ordinary cultivators in both his own speed and reaction speed, so how can he give the other party a chance?

Between the fists and feet, coupled with the sky spirit fire, even if the two Taiyi Jinxian joined forces, they did not make any achievements.

"Zhaoming!" A Taiyi Golden Immortal Rakshasa nobleman gritted his teeth, wishing he could tear him apart.

"Don't say my name. Even if you worship me as a god, I will kill you!" Zhao Ming laughed loudly and made the move even more fiercely.

"Go to die!" The two Taiyi Golden Immortal Rakshasa nobles roared at the same time, and did their best without any reservations.

As the war broke out, I suddenly felt like the world was darkening, and my blood and energy seemed to be the essence.

Zhaoming forced the two Taiyi Jinxian to retreat, and when he looked back, he was shocked.

I saw countless blood lights and bloodshots turning into long lines and gushing out from Shura and Prince Rakshasa, and thousands of threads rushed around.
Chapter completed!