The strange thing that came from Sansheng Island was, and the strange thing that disappeared, and suddenly disappeared. Zhaoming, who had just come out of the inside, was immediately besieged by monks groping outside, and dense crowds rushed over like crazy.

How could Zhaoming be polite? He called out the flying fire meteor, stepped on the pear immortal step, and activated the rolling sky spirit fire to kill all directions.

"Take him down quickly, this guy must have gotten the treasure from it! He can't refine it!"

Someone shouted loudly, coveting the possible treasure. Don’t say that Zhaoming didn’t have the heart to explain to them, even if he didn’t see anything after explaining to them, they would never believe it.

Someone else said it was a high-sounding saying: "This is the treasure of our overseas monks. We cannot just let a fire-swallowing demon of unknown origin be taken away."

"If you want to kill me, be prepared to die!" Zhao Ming shouted loudly, the fire of the heavenly spirit danced like a dragon, hovering around, blocking many attacks, and raising his hand and killing him in the distance with a dragon fist.

As the red dragon-shaped energy roared, twisting its long body, spreading its teeth and claws, as if a huge iron rod swept across the tofu and directly swept across a passage.

Several Taiyi Jinxian Xuanyi protected her body, passed through the fire of the heavenly spirit, and used her magical powers to kill Zhaoming.

Zhaoming had no expression on his face. He stretched out with one hand and grabbed the opponent's magic weapon and weapon directly. The other hand was a flower that condensed the Taoist pattern and slapped it out with a palm, sweeping across the thousands of troops.

Most of the magic weapons in the world are immortals and mysterious weapons, and there are very few magic weapons, let alone the most treasures. The body of the Zhaoming holy weapon is difficult to compare with magic weapons on such a battlefield.

The one hand swept out and caught several weapons directly, without any damage. Goodbye, the flames in the hand were raging, the fire of the Heavenly Spirit was extremely domineering, and it actually burned several weapons into water.

Another flower of Taoist pattern swept over, without a domineering aura, but it had even more domineering power. However, several Taiyi Jinxian didn't know that, and directly used his palms and punches to deal with it, naturally he suffered a great loss.

The flowers of Taoist patterns swept over, as if they were lit dry firewood, igniting all the Taiyi Golden Immortals, burning wildly.

Such a battle situation scared everyone, and someone shouted loudly: "Be careful, this Fire-Swallowing Demon has obtained the magical power of the Fire Ladder, and his cultivation is strange and should not be underestimated."

Everyone was filled with awesomeness. Even if no one reminded me, I knew it would not go as expected. A Daluo Jinxian could kill several Taiyi Jinxians in a moment, but in fact, it was an idiot.

In addition, everyone is not real allies, even if they kill the Fire-Swallowing Demon, they know what will happen next moment.

The right way to preserve strength is to save one's strength. This idea arose in the minds of a large number of monks. They were surrounded by Zhaoming for a while and did not dare to easily reach thousands of them.

Others have fear in their hearts, but Zhaoming has no. The flames are raging, and the flying fire meteor is surrounding them. The dragon fist opens the way, and there are flowers with Taoist patterns attached to the palm. The Taiyi Golden Immortal is unstoppable, and there is no need to say anything else.

Even if there are thousands of people, they cannot trap Zhaoming. For a moment, it feels like entering a no-man situation, roaming wildly.

"Don't kill the boss, it's better to leave first!" Sun Jiuyang whispered.

Lihua shouted, "Kill. Nigami, so powerful, a domineering man!"

"You crazy woman!" Sun Jiuyang knocked her head, and immediately attracted Li Hua to fight back.

"Stop making trouble!" Sun Jiuyang shouted Li Hua and said to Zhaoming: "We have been in there for a long time. News here must have spread. Even the Immortal King couldn't help but take action, and it would definitely attract other strong people. Even if you can't be a ten thousand men now, you will be in trouble when a stronger monk arrives."

"It's better to leave first, and then make a decision on other things later."

Zhaoming thought for a moment and nodded, not only did his own life and death, but after all, Sun Jiuyang and Lihua had to help solve the problem himself. He immediately activated many magical powers, as if a scorching sun drove five fire meteors to hover around him and kill him towards the northwest.

"Stop him, the fire-swallowing demon wants to escape!" Someone shouted loudly, and many cultivators took action one after another, and the mysterious magical powers came overwhelmingly, as if they were about to tear the world apart.

Zhaoming was not afraid. The Pear Immortal Strategy was strange and bizarre, with extremely fast speed. He moved around and moved in various attacks, like walking in a leisurely manner, extremely relaxed.

"The fire-swallowing demon will die!" Suddenly, a figure approached rapidly, and two fingers poked out, condensed green light, transformed into Yimu's aura and rushed towards Zhaoming.

The speed was fast, and even Zhaoming didn't react, the other party directly pointed it on the back.

"ah!"

With a muffled groan, Zhaoming felt as if he had fallen from the nine heavens and finally fell on a spear. It was extremely painful where the point was pointed, and even his endurance could not bear it.

The attack was extremely powerful, and Zhaoming seemed to fly far away from the stringed arrow, and killed countless monks before he stopped.

Looking back, the figure chased after him again, his breath was like a mountain, and it was clearly a sub-saint monk. Without the help of Yanzhou Flame, Zhaoming would have a strong talent, and it would be difficult for him to challenge people who surpassed his two realms to surpass him.

It’s also a blessing that he had a furnace to refine his body, otherwise he would have died at this moment.

The point where it was pointed was extremely painful, the flesh and blood flew, and even the bones were broken a lot. There was a sensation of burning feeling, and this designation was a poisonous attack.

The opponent was too fast to avoid it. Seeing that the Ao Saint Kill came, Zhaoming could only force his breath of true energy, condense the flower of Taoist patterns, and activate five flying fire meteors to circle around his palms, and directly meet him.

"Boom!" The two of them attacked, and saw the mist of fire and mist flying, and the green light swaying, devouring the void.

"Ah!" Na Yasheng shouted loudly, and his true energy was vomiting again in his palm. Zhaoming immediately flew out quickly like a stone beaten by force, with a green light.

"Puff!" Before he could stop, Zhaoming spit out a blood column.

At the realm of the sub-saint, the three flowers on the top are solid, and the five qi in the chest are facing the Yuan. They can already use the energy of heaven and earth to attack, and are far from comparable to the true qi in Zhaoming's body. Even though he is outstanding among the monks of his generation, he can only retreat step by step when facing this sub-saint monk.

The blood and energy in the body rolled, the blood on the body oozed out, turning into flames and making it difficult for the darkness.

"Qingxu Talisman..." Sun Jiuyang took out a few talismans and slapped them on Zhaoming, making him feel that his true qi in his body recovered rapidly and his injuries improved.

"Run!"

As soon as Sun Jiuyang finished speaking, Zhaoming didn't think much and turned around and left. At this time, not only the sub-saint who took action, but also could feel more than a dozen equally powerful auras rushing towards him, all of whom were sub-saint monks.

But how can a monk who exceeds two realms be said casually? Ren Zhaoming has the body of Sun Jiuyang's talisman and the Pear Immortal Step to rush forward, but he is still not as good as those sub-saints, so he can only feel that they are getting closer and closer.

If this continues, you will be caught up soon. Lihua took out the bag of gold and silver threads, muttered her words, and shouted loudly: "Ting Di, come out quickly!"

As he shook, a big white elephant rushed out with a long hiss. He looked happy and stretched out his long nose and headed towards Lihua's face, as if he wanted to be intimate. But Zhaoming had no intention of stopping, so this sweep was naturally empty.

Di Ting was about to chase after him again, Li Hua shouted loudly: "Next time I will take you to play, I will block the guys behind me first. They are all bad guys. Dear you, Di Ting."

The big white elephant immediately turned a solemn face, and hissed a few times, making a very reliable look. Then she turned around and rushed towards the back to pursue the Assassin regardless of everything.

Taking advantage of this moment, Zhaoming quickly fled far away.

Marriage Island.

The white-haired and white-bearded and thin-looking Moon Old Man looked at Zhaoming's escape from a distance on the top of a mountain, frowned and sighed.

"Two people who are entangled in marriages and are born after death appear here together. The man looks exactly like you. Chen Pan, did you arrange this?"

"Whether it is your or your brother's affairs, I think it's influenced by my words, so that the next thing happened. I originally wanted to help resolve it, but in the end it was a fuel. This time I kept silent, it depends on how it will develop this time."

After seeing Zhaoming disappear, he sighed again: "I hope there will be a good destination!"

Shake your head and go down the mountain.

Zhaoming ran wildly regardless of everything. He didn't know how to contact the pockets in Lihua's hands, but the last time he snatched Uncle Jiu's wine, this guy didn't come back in a normal way, and there seemed to be no concept of death.

That guy should have tried his best to block the pursuers for two quarters of an hour with his own strength.

However, the sub-saints were so familiar with this overseas, or had some magical powers to pursue several people. After a few hours, they felt more than a dozen sub-saints chasing them in the distant horizon.

The speed was extremely fast, and in less than half an hour he had already chased him behind Zhaoming.

Di Ting could not summon, and the fastest sub-saint had already condensed his palm and slapped him. Zhao Ming bit his teeth, and the twelve-grade fire lotus in his hand, turned around and slapped him directly.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Zhaoming was slapped away without any suspense and vomited blood from his mouth.

And the Asa Saint was not having a good time, and exclaimed: "What kind of fire is this!"

Then he stood still, his face was dull, and even drooled, and his whole body fell towards the sea like a stone.

"A treasure!"

The other sub-saints all had their eyes lit up. They were originally speculating that Zhaoming had obtained something, but now they saw this twelve-grade fire lotus, so they were naturally more certain.

He was worried, but had no intention of letting go. More than ten sub-saints followed closely, not daring to take action easily, just waiting for an opportunity.

Flying like this is not a big deal, but it is naturally not a small amount. They are waiting for Zhaoming to exhaust themselves.

Those who can become sub-saints have extraordinary hearts and natures, and none of them can't calm down.

After chasing like this for several days, no matter the three of them use Di Ting, the twelve-grade Fire Lotus or the Kongtong Seal to deal with it, they cannot be thrown away and stick behind them all the time.

After ten days, Zhaoming's true energy gradually became a little scarce. Under normal circumstances, these sub-saints' calculations would naturally succeed. But at this moment, there was Sun Jiuyang, an alchemy master from the prehistoric continent. He took out a pill and took it for Zhaoming, and in the blink of an eye, he completely recovered.

Many sub-saints naturally felt it, and they frowned and wanted to change their methods. Suddenly, they seemed to feel something, all looking forward.
Chapter completed!