In the flames, Zhao Ming suddenly opened his eyes.

Sun Jiuyang was shocked and immediately leaped dozens of meters away from the distance, not daring to get closer.

In the flames, his body was squirming, his dark body gradually became white, and his facial features gradually became clear. In a moment, he finally changed from the appearance of the fire-swallowing demon to the Taoist form.

"ah!"

He roared to the sky, and then hugged his head and rolled wildly on the ground. Lihua recalled her soul with her magical power against the sky, but the soul was broken and there was no reply. The soul powder that was shattered by the Thirty-Six Swords of Lingxi floated in the purple palace and was unintentional.

This is no longer an as if, but a real pain of soul tearing. Even though Zhaoming has been practicing the furnace body refining, he has always been suffering from the pain of inhuman fire burning the body, and has long been used to it, but he still cannot bear such pain of soul tearing.

In the roar, the terrifying mental fluctuations were like the undulating mountains and turbulent. Sun Jiuyang was frightened and shouted loudly at Lihua: "What did you call for another thing this time."

He didn't know Zhaoming well, but he knew it well. This was definitely not the strength of the mental power that Zhaoming could have.

As vast as a galaxy, it makes people feel like a small boat in the river, and even without doubt. If this mental power has murderous intent, as long as you gently brush it through yourself, you can completely disappear from the world.

With such mental power, I am afraid that the Immortal King can only look up to it and sigh at the mountains.

"Taiyi, he must be Taiyi, otherwise he would not return to his appearance. This mental power is not his. I don't know whose it is, lurking in his body!"

Lihua shouted repeatedly, as if explaining, and as if she was talking about her expectations.

Unfortunately, no one can answer her, and she can't do anything. Such a magical power is thanks to her being a heavenly spirit, otherwise she would not be able to use it twice. At this time, she was exhausted and could only watch.

Zhaoming rolled wildly, the true energy in his body instantly rioted, fierce flames, the fire of heaven, the black flames of heaven, the fire of immortals... all kinds of flames that had been cultivated gushed out.

The soul is the foundation of cultivation. If the practitioner's body is compared to the world, the soul is the hub for the operation of the entire world. At this moment, there is no such key hub control center, and all the order of the body is insane. Even the rolling moment is a sudden pain, and the body can be instinctively pieced together in various parts of the body.

Endless flames surged out of Zhaoming's body and soared into the sky, but were immediately resolved by Tu Xing's power.

Among the five elements, fire produces earth, but it does not produce out of thin air. If you want to produce a certain amount of earth, you naturally have to consume a certain amount of fire. At this moment, the entire earth-moving land is like a huge formation that runs on its own. All the flame power that appears is dissolved into the power of earth-moving.

As a fire-swallowing demon, he has no fire to heal his wounds, and his condition is even worse. Even his body tends to be crushed by the power of earth.

"Taiyi, Taiyi!" Lihua shouted loudly, but how could she answer him?

Although Zhaoming was reversing life and death by her using the forbidden magic technique at this moment, her mind was almost broken, like a walking corpse.

Scan the surroundings. Seeing Sun Jiuyang with a shocked face not far away, Lihua's eyes lit up and she immediately shouted loudly: "Sun Jiuyang, throw your Kongtong Seal to Taiyi. As long as there is no power to resolve it, he will be reborn from the fire."

Sun Jiuyang was stunned. He took another breath and cursed loudly: "You stinky girl are not crazy, right? Without Kongtong Seal, I can't even breathe out, and it will turn into scum!"

"It doesn't matter if you die, I will have a way to save you again. Look, I have even saved Taiyi!" Lihua hurriedly persuaded.

Although his words seemed reasonable, how could Sun Jiuyang believe that? He immediately curled his lips: "It would be strange if I believe you. Judging from your appearance, you don't have the strength to use the taboo magic technique again. Moreover, using this magic technique, you can think that it will inevitably cost a huge price with your toes. Don't say saving me, I'm afraid that even this brat dies again, you won't be able to save you."

After saying this, he seemed to be afraid that the pear blossoms would come to grab them, and he also leapt three or five meters away with all his strength.

"Sun Jiuyang..." Lihua shouted angrily, but she was helpless. At this moment, she only had the strength to speak, and she couldn't even touch her finger, otherwise she would really take action to grab it.

"Oh, don't stare at me like this! If it were other things, it would be fine if I suffered some losses. Let me exchange Ming with him. I won't do it even if Hongjun comes!"

Sun Jiuyang cursed loudly, his face also entangled. In the past, he and Hongjun and others were together, and now he is alone. He is difficult to make other friends, and once he makes friends, he is very careful.

Although Zhaoming's relationship with him is not as good as that of Hongjun, he is still a close friend, so he naturally doesn't want to watch Zhaoming die. But at this time he had no choice but to ask for more blessings.

After cursing for a few times, his eyes suddenly lit up and he shouted loudly: "You stupid girl, why are you thinking about my Kongtong Seal? Your pen is much more powerful than Kongtong Seal. You don't need it, just throw it on him?"

Li Hua was stunned suddenly, then suddenly realized and immediately dispersed her magical powers. The rolling huge wheel slowly stopped. As the eight mysterious lights disappeared, the huge wheel gradually turned into the brush.

Without hesitation, Li Hua condensed her last spiritual power and activated the brush to fly over and landed on Zhaoming.

"Save him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned back into a frog with a "bang". The talisman technique used by Sun Jiuyang did not fail, but was just temporarily resolved.

The brush slowly flew up and poured out the black and white energy, as if two little dragons were drilling into Zhaoming's body. The black energy destroyed, clearing all the meridians in the body, restoring the white energy, and restoring all the meridians in an instant.

The black and white energy drove straight along the meridians, with nothing to do. In just a moment, it entered Zhaoming's purple palace.

The black air circles, destroying the inner wall of the purple mansion that is about to dry out due to the shattering of the soul. The white air is filled with mist, and quickly repairing all the trauma in the purple mansion.

The slashed soul powder began to jump between the black and white energy like iron powder driven by a magnet.

After a long time, when the entire Zi Mansion was destroyed and reborn, the black and white energy surged together and entangled each other.

At this moment, a huge nebula seemed to form in the purple palace, circling rapidly, attracting things related to the soul in the entire purple palace.

All the primordial powder poured into it, and the powerful primordial spirit that was sucked in at the same time was also forcibly connected to it.

Under the action of the black and white energy, the powder of the soul continued to gather together. After a moment of merge, it condensed into a new soul again, releasing waves of mental power, holding back the entire purple palace.

The powerful masterless soul was also forcibly merged together, but because it was too powerful, it could not be integrated and closely connected, just like a small fruit hanging on a big tree in the sky. However, Zhaoming's new masterless soul is a small fruit. And this masterless soul is a big tree.

After recondensing the soul, the brush drooped a wave of black and white black lights, blocking all the surrounding earth-moving power. Zhaoming's body's flame power was no longer dispersed and dissolved, completely wrapping him up like a cocoon.

Reborn in the fire, and the soul is reshaped. Zhaoming finally stopped howling in a ferocious and painful way, and gradually calmed down.

With the nourishment of the black and white energy and flames, after a long time, I finally opened my eyes. There was no longer a violent energy in my eyes, but it was full of loneliness.

Lying on the ground for a long time, he didn't move, and Lihua held her breath and dared not speak.

After a while, Li Hua asked, "Taiyi, is it you?"

"It's me!" Zhaoming raised his hand and looked at it, saying with an indescribable meaning: "Am I alive?"

"Yes. You are alive, you are fine!" Lihua cried with joy, tears flowing.

"Ah!" Zhaoming suddenly roared wildly: "But I lost, I lost to them!"

I was still a little confused before, but now I suddenly remembered everything before I lost consciousness. I was locked by the Thirty-Six Swords of Lingxi. How could I win? It was incredible to survive.

Recalling suddenly, he still vaguely remembered the feeling of slowly leaving his body, and turned into a white memory, and there was nothing else in the sky and on the ground.

"You can't blame you!" Lihua shook her head and said, "They are already crowded, and there are also water-gas demons. The five elements are incompatible. You are a fire-swallowing demon and were born to be defeated by water-gas demons. This is inevitable. No wonder you, you have tried your best."

"No, I don't!" Zhaoming yelled: "What does it mean? Doing your best means not leaving any way out for yourself. If you don't succeed, you will be successful. If you can't win, you will die. That is to do your best."

"I lost, but I am still alive, which means I have not tried my best and I still have room for anything."

"You have already..." Sun Jiuyang muttered to say that he had indeed died once, but Zhaoming suddenly glared at him, and his terrible eyes made him swallow the words behind him, not daring to say more.

The aftermath of the powerful mental power fluctuation was still there, which made him frightened.

"You didn't lose to Zhang Ning and the others, you just lost to Ji Shui Demon. If there were no Ji Shui Demon, they would not be your opponent in total!" Li Hua hurriedly persuaded.

But how could Zhaoming hear it at this moment, he lay on the ground and hammered it hard, and roared loudly: "Why! Why!"

What he cares about in his heart is not losing. On the battlefield, there are both losses and losses, and it is enough to lose without being discouraged.

What he hated was the fear in his heart, the fear that was like a mouse seeing a cat. The water-gasing demon was obviously not as strong as him, but he just didn't dare to take action.

I dare not take action, I dare not... The stigma is so great, and the shame is so great.

After roaring for a long time, he finally stopped, sat up straight, flipped his hand and called out the twelve-grade fire lotus.

"Taiyi, what do you want to do?" Lihua immediately felt something was wrong and asked loudly in horror.

Zhaoming suddenly became calm at this moment, looked at Sun Jiuyang and said, "Senior, if I die, please tell Shura: I'm sorry for being the eldest brother."

While speaking, he slowly retracted the spiritual consciousness in the treasure, making this innate treasure a masterpiece.

"What do you want to do?" Sun Jiuyang was also shocked.

Zhaoming looked ferocious and shouted loudly: "What I fear is not the water-gasing demon, but the water! This is the inner demon of our fire-swallowing demon, and it cannot be changed. Since it is the inner demon, let him come more thoroughly. If I can endure the fire of karma, what is the water-gasing demon?"
Chapter completed!