The noise of the monks interrupted the tense three people. When they heard something about to climb up under the Buck Cliff, they all frowned, as if they had thought of something, and they all soared into the air and flew to the appropriate place to look down at the dark abyss.

A silence was squirming in the darkness and crawling towards the Bugui Push. Although it was not as fast as everyone's flight, it was not slow.

When they passed through the darkness that was difficult to see and the light shone clearly, they all looked shocked and as if they were stunned.

"How is that possible!" Zhang Ning was the first to react and exclaimed: "I cut through his soul and turned into powder. How could he still be alive?"

The one who climbed up along the cliff was naturally Zhaoming. He could no longer think about how he survived from this abyss that claimed to be indestined. He was just unacceptable. How could a monk survive after the soul was broken?

The double-eyed soul master was also extremely shocked. After so many years, no one has broken the legend of the West Sea. If he falls off the cliff, no one can escape except the strong Immortal King. But the fire-swalking demon in front of him did it and crawl out of this uninhabited abyss.

"Can he be dead, but he has just turned into a monster!" Fang Mingjun was also shocked.

Although he treated Zhang Ning and the Shuangpeng Soul Master with a contemptuous attitude just now, he would not really underestimate them. Even if Zhang Ning's thirty-six swords of Lingxi were not completed, they were terrible. Not to mention a Daluo Golden Immortal, even if the sub-saint was cut by him, he would be dead and alive. He really could not imagine how this fire-swallowing demon survived, and he climbed up.

"No!" The Master of Soul with Two Pupils shook his head: "I can feel the breath of his soul, the fire-swallowing demon. He is not dead, he survives."

Fang Mingjun's face changed. The cultivation of the Soul-Reverse Ancestor Jukuzhou was different from others. He had some keen sense of soul that other cultivators could not imagine. The double-eyed soul master said that this fire-swallowing demon was still himself. Then naturally there would be no mistake.

He was not dead, but he came back alive... This thought flashed in the hearts of the three of them, especially Zhaoming's seemingly unstoppable climb, which actually attracted a few people to fear and felt great danger.

"You can't let him come alive!" With a loud shout, someone took action. It was Fang Mingjun. While raising his hand, an extremely domineering fist force blasted Zhaoming, who was still more than 100,000 meters tall, with Li Bugui pressing.

Zhaoming suddenly appeared in this way, and everyone knew that these three people would not let him escape easily, but they did not expect that the first one would be Fang Mingjun.

The eldest young master of the Fang family, who was determined to capture the Fire Devouring Demon ten years ago, seemed to have no other similar thoughts at this moment, just to put the Fire Devouring Demon and his mortal enemy. Such behavior also made him more shocked to his return, so that he only wanted to die, not live.

The domineering fist force seemed to hit the meteor. Sun Jiuyang and Lihua immediately exclaimed loudly: "Do not to go!"

But at this moment, Zhaoming had entered a mysterious state. He ignored all the sky, sea water, even the buckling cliff and the abyss, not to mention the monks around him and the attacks coming towards him. At this moment, his eyes were the peak of the buckling cliff, where his goal and end point were his own goal.

Facing the fist force that was coming, he had no intention of dodging at all, so he rushed up directly.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the energy of the air waves collapsed and exploded. Fang Mingjun was extremely powerful, unlike other disciples of the Fang family. Even if he did not have the Taoist heart and clear magical power, he had the ability to deal with any Western Hai peers and even suppress them.

The punch was extremely powerful and there was no hindrance. At the moment of explosion, it seemed as if the stars were broken, and a gorgeous flower of energy was shaken out.

Zhaoming's furnace body refining** has been promoted to the realm of divine weapons. It can withstand the damage of such attacks, but cannot withstand the power of this attack.

Moreover, the last section of the mountain in Bugui Cliff is the power of water circulation, which has a great influence on him. Among the five elements, water overcomes fire. The climbing of this section of mountain consumes more power than the previous four sections of mountain.

The hole dug in his hand became the size of a grape, and the force was unstable. At this moment, he was hit by this force and immediately fell down the cliff.

"Taiyi!" Lihua exclaimed and immediately kissed Zhaoming's mouth, obviously trying to recover and help.

"No!" Sun Jiuyang hurriedly blocked her: "You are helping him now, which means you are harming him. With his body, even if he falls from here again, he will not die. I believe he will definitely have a way to deal with it."

This was justified, which made Li Hua stop forcibly. When she was worried, she turned to Sun Jiuyang and asked, "Why... you... look different from your usual days."

Not only now, but also when Zhaoming decided to climb the Cliff of No Return, Sun Jiuyang made a completely different decision than usual. This is an old fox. Even if he does not have the mind reading skills, he can see what many people have in their hearts. There must be sufficient reasons to make such a decision.

Sun Jiuyang glanced at the rapidly rising cliff, then at Zhaoming who was falling rapidly, and said with a sigh, "Actually, I was quite jealous of this kid. It has only been a few decades since I first met him. He has gone from the Dan stage to the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, faster than my brother back then."

"I originally thought he looked like Pangu, and he had some relationship with Pangu and was so lucky. But this time I finally realized that everything about him was not occasionally. I dared to use the twelve-grade fire lotus to temper his mind without hesitation. Looking around the world, I can never find a second one."

"I don't know what he has experienced over the years, but since he really dares to practice the magic of refining furnaces and body**, which can be said to be suicide, I think there must be many such situations that are not alive and dead. I have become accustomed to putting it to death before reborn, so I can make gambling decisions without hesitation."

"Strength cannot be obtained out of thin air. If there is no adventure, then you can only be tempered by suffering. I like to be scammers, but in fact, I admire this person who becomes powerful by conquering difficulties."

"My brother and I don't have the same will and spirit as him, so I hope he can truly become stronger in his own way, rather than relying on others' help. After all, I, Sun Jiuyang, don't have many friends, and he is already one."

"You actually have times when you speak!" Lihua looked weird and couldn't believe it.

At this time, Zhaoming shouted softly, bent his fingers, and dug a small hole in the cliff wall in the shape of a hoe, forcibly stopped the fall, shouted again, and began to climb upwards again. The speed was not slow, and soon, he climbed to the place where he was shot down.

"Oh my God, he actually climbed up again!" The monk watching exclaimed.

Someone even shouted loudly: "This guy's soul was broken and he was not dead. He could climb up even if he fell off the Biao Cliff. Could he be immortal and could not be beaten to death!"

"Immortal Body!" Zhang Ning sneered: "I want to see if it's really that powerful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped on the mysterious light, his sword was unsheathed, and his body circled rapidly. He held the sword in his hand with the inverted golden hook, drew a sword light and killed Zhaoming.

Upgrading to the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, Lingxi Thirty-Six Swords learned five more swords and had mastered thirty-three swords. At this time, even if you did not use the Thirty-Three Swords in one go, you could still have terrible attack power.

The sword light fell and Zhaoming was in the middle. The sword move was blocked by the body of the divine weapon, and the spiritual power and sword intent drove straight into the purple palace.

But this time, it was no longer possible to cause devastating damage like ten years ago. The soul connected to the Weiming Yuanshen is much stronger than ten years ago. With a tremor, he blocked all the mental power and sword intent, ignoring it at all.

However, the terrifying force remaining from the sword move once again knocked Zhaoming down from the focus and fell into the abyss.

Before a few people could breathe a sigh of relief, they saw the figure rushing up resolutely. There was no so-called mysterious skill surrounding the body, nor was there the so-called qi protecting the body. Everything was used to interpret a strange beauty of power with the domineering power of the body.

"You must not let him climb up!" The Master of Soul Shuang's expression was cold: "Slay the soul and you can die if you fall from the cliff. I dare not imagine how much this person would be if he continues to grow. He must die here today!"

Immediately raised the bone knife in my hand and shouted: "Kill!"

The momentum that could not be stopped by thousands of difficulties and disasters made him feel a chill in his heart. Even though the other party was just in the realm of Daluo Jinxian, it still made him feel scared.

After all, such a person has a Pangu face. How many of them among their peers can not be afraid?

With this order, a large number of monks flew out of the crowd, all of whom gathered in the Cave Island. Without saying much, they all followed the orders of the double-eyed soul master and showed their magical powers to kill Zhaoming.

"As the command of the Panshen Heavenly Palace!" Zhang Ning also raised his sword and shouted under the minus: "This person pretended to be Pangu, acted indiscriminately, and did many evil things. He damaged the reputation of the Panshen Heavenly Palace, and was killed without mercy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a large number of monks from the Heavenly Palace of the Panshen flew out, like the people from Jukuizhou, and used a killer move towards Zhaoming from afar.

"Come on! Don't let him climb up, and you'll kill him at the Buck Cliff for me!" Fang Mingjun also shouted.

He always felt omnipotent, and he felt a little indescribable at this moment, and he believed without hesitation that this fire-swallowing demon could not be tamed by himself. Since he could not be tamed, then kill him to count.

The Fang family flew out, using their own means to cooperate with the other two people. The mysterious powers were like a torrential rain falling towards Zhaoming.

The body of the divine weapon was difficult to be injured, but the terrifying force that exploded easily shot him down from the cliff.

In the blink of an eye, the figure rushed out of the black abyss like an indestructible soul.

He was shot down again and again, and crawled out again and again. Even though every attack could be successfully blocked, Zhaoming still made everyone feel cold. The invincible momentum made everyone feel invincible.

After a long time, I suddenly saw the sky darkening and the roar continued. When everyone looked into the sky, their faces changed drastically.

The dark clouds rolled, the lightning and thunder roared endlessly.
Chapter completed!