Zhaoming's sudden action was so scared that Li Hua's face was pale and no longer had any blood. She shouted: "No, Taiyi!"

But at this time she didn't have any strength, and Sun Jiuyang was also unable to move. No one could stop Zhaoming, so he could only watch him stuff the twelve-grade fire lotus into his chest.

He was instantly flooded by the karma fire, and Zhaoming closed his eyes and fell to the ground.

Only the weak will keep expelling themselves by saying "I have tried my best". To become stronger, they will not leave any way out for themselves.

He has a physical body that he is unmatched by his peers, but he does not have an impeccable heart. His cowardice and incompetence when facing the water-gasing demon made Zhaoming feel that he was worse than death. Even if he is strong in the future, he will be just a weak person, a vulnerable weak person.

"Taiyi, Taiyi..." Lihua's eager shout gradually disappeared into her senses, and then she flashed in front of her eyes, the whole world collapsed, and then reorganized, and had arrived at a strange place.

In front of me is a tall giant mountain that cannot be described as a mountain, as if a wall of unknown length, with clouds inserted into the sky above and no top of it.

The mountain is so big that it is shocking. What is strange is that it cannot block the sun. The sunlight directly hits the ground through the mountain.

"Where is this?" Zhaoming asked himself in confusion, but he immediately reacted.

Buzhou Mountain must be the number one mountain in the world, the most powerful peak in the prehistoric world that passes through the nine heavens and is almost connected to the sky outside the sky.

"Why did I come here? What are I doing?"

Suddenly, Zhaoming suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten many things, and he was vague and could not remember anything.

"kill!"

Suddenly, the shouts of killing shocked the sky, and thousands of troops rushed out from nowhere. Zhaoming was shocked. He instinctively wanted to back down and take a look, but he felt that he was pushed.

"Go, come on!" A arrogant demon clan came from behind and pushed him like he shouted loudly, and thousands of troops rushed out from behind and directly faced the army coming from opposite him.

"I..." Zhaoming was stunned and suddenly realized that he didn't know when he was in military uniform. But this was not what he wanted, and he had never thought about fighting.

What am I going to do? This thought made him feel confused for a lifetime, not knowing where to come from or where to return.

"Why are you still standing there for me? If you dare to fear the war, kill me!"

A black panther demon rushed over and kicked him to the ground, glared at him with a murderous look, then rushed forward. He moved a few times and entered the battlefield. Suddenly, a fairy light attacked, directly slashing it into two sections, and his soul was scattered.

"ah!"

Zhaoming exclaimed, and he suddenly realized that he was only in the tribulation stage. The Black Panther Demon just now had a deep cultivation level and I don’t know how strong he was, but he was killed directly like this.

If you can't go up, you will definitely die if you rush forward. This thought will be gone for a lifetime. Zhaoming staggered and wanted to retreat. As soon as he took a few steps, he suddenly felt that he was being lifted up. It was like a stone being thrown out and went directly into the battle group.

"kill!"

With a roar, a witch clan rushed to him with a fierce momentum, carrying flesh and blood that was not known to be him or others. His hideous appearance made Zhaoming feel panicked. He only knew how to retreat and didn't know how to face it.

"die!"

A big axe slashed directly and hit the head. The purple palace was broken and the soul dissipated. Zhaoming only felt a sensation of snow-whiteness in the world. He was trapped in the mud and could not extricate himself.

There seemed to be a mountain in the sky, pressing against him, making him unable to move.

"boom!"

A buzzing sound in my mind, dark clouds, Black Mountain, and we arrived at a new place, with flames everywhere, shrill screams, and cruel laughter.

This place is so familiar that Zhaoming will never forget: Demon Garden.

Groups of witch clans were slaughtering in them, and countless demon clans ran around and ran in the demon garden like locusts. In the dark sky, it was seen that the witch clan, entangled by thunder, lightning, and flames, descended down a series of magical powers to kill the demon clans.

Zhaoming felt cold in his heart and trembled all over. He wanted to stop them, but found that he could not do it at all. The blood and broken corpses everywhere made him unable to make a sound.

Why is this happening? Why? Zhaoming shouted loudly in his heart. He remembered that he had magical powers. He remembered that he had fought these witch clans, but why did he become powerless at this moment?

But how could the anger in his heart turn into the strength of his body? He couldn't do anything and could only watch everything happen.

"The grass in Qingqiu should be green!"

Suddenly someone recited gently in his ear, and looked in the sound, a fox demon stood on a mountain and looked into the distance.

A Cao... Zhaoming only felt that something was blocking his throat instantly, tears gushed out, and he wanted to rush over.

"There is a fox demon there!"

"You dare to stand in such a conspicuous place, you really don't know how to live or die."

"You must be stupid. Go and crush her bones and have some wine to eat at night."

A burst of crazy laughter echoed between the sky and the earth, dozens of witch tribes moved in the empty space, killing Acao all of them.

"Acao, run!" Zhaoming called in his heart, but found that he couldn't even say a word.

Dozens of witch tribes used their magical powers, pounced on Acao like a hungry wolf, and instantly submerged Acao by various means.

The flames gushed out from Acao, and she tried her best to resist, but how could she stop it? In just a moment, she was already on the verge of life and death.

My magical powers, my skills... Zhaoming was extremely frightened and kept calling in his heart. Seeing that Acao could not last for a few breaths, it seemed as if he was blessed to his heart. The flame technique, the sharp magic technique, the dragon fist, the flying fire meteor technique... all kinds of magical powers appeared in his mind.

Zhaoming was very happy and activated many magical powers to condense the true energy of fire and move, and was about to take action.

"hiss!"

A strange voice sounded in his ears, causing Zhaoming to shivered suddenly. A figure appeared in the void on one side.

The whole body is green, the eyes are extremely small, and there is a faint light. The two strong arms, without feet, and the lower body is as complete as one, which is the water-gasing demon.

The appearance of this natural nemesis made Zhaoming's mind instantly clear. He stopped in place and could not think of anything. No matter how powerful he had, he could not emit any of it at this moment, and he was even like a little beast surrounded, only knowing that he was trembling and had no other thoughts.

Looking at Zhaoming, who was silent, Ji Shui Yao smiled coldly, as if very satisfied, and his figure gradually faded away.

After the figure faded away for a while, Zhaoming finally came to his senses and looked at the mountain again. The battle had stopped and the witch clan was gone. Only A Cao was lying on the ground in blood.

He stretched out his hand towards the sky, as if he was eager to catch something, his fingers trembled slightly, but he couldn't catch anything.

"Qingqiu..."

With a low moan, the hand that longed to grab the sunlight fell weakly, as if he saw a graceful woman rising up in the air and slowly leaving by the clouds and fog.

"Ah~!" Zhaoming roared weakly, and the whole world began to collapse and shatter. He had the power to save people, but he did not have the courage to save people.

Why is this happening? The humiliation caused by cowardice, watching Ah Cao die before him, making him feel so painful that he feels so guilty that he wishes to find a place to hide forever.

But the world is so big, where can I hide? In the midst of grief and anger, the directly broken world began to reorganize again. In the blink of an eye, the swamp forest appeared in front of me again. The mist was misty and hazy.

As the wind and clouds meet, something gradually emerges from the haze.

It was a wooden house and a medicine field. Looking around, I suddenly found myself in a yard. Wearing a cloth clothes and holding a medicine hoe in my hand, I was in a daze and didn't know what to do.

"Help, help, brother, come and save me!"

Suddenly, a cry for help came from the wooden house, and then a loud bang was heard, and the flames soared into the sky. The wooden house was burning completely, and a huge alchemy furnace appeared on the foundation.

A witch clan dressed up in a weird way, holding a person in his hand and was about to put it into the alchemy furnace.

"Brother, brother, save me quickly and save me!"

The man shouted loudly and kept asking Zhaoming for help. Who would he be if he were not Shura?

"Shura, don't be afraid, brother is here to save you!" Zhaoming shouted and rushed towards the witch clan.

As soon as he had an action, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him and blocked him. It was the green snake demon. Seeing Zhaoming constantly spitting out snake letters, he smiled cruelly: "Zhaoming, you are very brave. Do you still want to pass by me?"

"Get out of here or you will be killed!" Zhaoming roared, waved his fists and killed the Green Snake Demon.

Before the boxing technique was launched, the green snake demon's body was squirming and slowly changing. In the blink of an eye, it turned into another appearance.

The whole body is green, the little eyes are shining with a faint green light, and the thick arms are not the water demon, who is it?

He did not use his magical powers or attack Zhaoming. He just smiled at him. Zhaoming felt as if he was hit on the face with an iron hammer. He immediately stopped, gasped, did not dare to punch, and even shivered, he kept retreating.

"Aren't you going to hit me? Aren't you going to kill me? Come on!"

Ji Shui Yao looked at Zhaoming's constant provocation and a disdainful smile made Zhaoming feel like his whole heart was pinched, constantly squeezing, and it was in great pain.

But there is more fear in my heart, unparalleled fear, and even no one knows anger.

"Brother, brother..." Shura cried loudly, but Zhaoming was already stunned and had no idea of ​​reaction.

It was not until the witch clan laughed loudly and threw Shura into the alchemy furnace, and the flames soared into the sky, and he heard Shura's painful howl in the alchemy furnace.

"Shura!"

Zhaoming roared wildly, but facing the water demon in front of him, he couldn't do anything. It was not easy to stand, let alone take action.
Chapter completed!