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Four hundred and fortieth chapters no longer fear

The sound of "booming" landing resounded everywhere and was shocked in everyone's heart.

The burly figure, like a never-saying God of War, shocked while also having an indescribable worship.

He came back, the crazy husband who threatened to challenge the most outstanding disciples of several major forces in the West Sea with one force ten years ago.

The stars are accompanying the sky and thunder pave the way, and even the abyss of death that claims to be unreturned could not leave him. The fire-swalking demon once again stood at the top of the buckling cliff in an unstoppable posture.

When Zhaoming landed, Sun Jiuyang and Lihua immediately jumped out of his mouth.

Before he landed, Sun Jiuyang cast a talisman: "Jade Symbol Order, Ganhong Spell!"

For a moment, it was raining heavily and pouring down. Sun Jiuyang washed his whole body beautifully and cursed at Zhaoming: "You little brat, don't ask me whether I agree or not, it makes me saliva all over my body, it's so bad!"

Although Lihua did not ask questions, she hurriedly came to Sun Jiuyang and let the heavy rain pour over her body.

Zhaoming didn't say anything, stood there and stared at the distance, motionless. Suddenly, the monks watching the battle had an indescribable illusion. No matter where the angle was, they felt that the fire-swallowing demon was looking at him, making people dare not look at each other.

Fang Mingjun, Zhang Ning and the Shuangpin Soul Master had a blue face. They failed. Even though they used so many methods and the other party's terrifying heavenly tribulation, they still could not stop the fire-swallowing demon from leaving the abyss.

After standing for a long time, his turbid eyes gradually became clear, and Zhaoming finally regained his mind. The spiritual power in the purple palace intertwined and condensed, turning into a golden flower and hovering around the soul.

This is the flower of the god, which is condensed with spiritual power. The Taiyi Jinxian realm improves not only the true qi cultivation, but also the level of mental power.

After this catastrophe, the extremely powerful far-reaching force actually allowed Zhaoming's soul to absorb nearly half of the total. Although it was only half a certain amount, Zhaoming's mental power at this moment, even the sub-saint monks could not compare with Zhaoming's spiritual power at this moment.

Combined with the effect of the Rin Divine Art, a powerful pressure appeared on his body at this moment, making people tremble in his heart.

"Taiyi, you are really not dead!" Fang Mingjun gasped heavily. At this time, he was still unable to accept such a reality.

Zhaoming smiled faintly, raised his head slightly and said with a high voice: "I am a tough life, and even heaven can't kill me. Ten years ago, I stood here and was defeated by you. Ten years later, I returned here, just like I did back then. Today, everyone in Bugui Cliff can take action, I will take it one by one."

Get out of the desperate situation and stand at the top of this peak. Looking down at the vast sea, I feel like I control the ups and downs of the world. I was not afraid of them ten years ago, and how could I retreat ten years later?

"Ten years ago, we can continue to fight, and in ten years, we can do it. So what if you advance, you are just like us. Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill you!" Zhang Ning unsheathed his sword and shouted: "Kill!"

He rose into the air, turned his body and slashed out the sword of Tianhai Gui with the inverted golden hook.

At the same time, the double-eyed soul master also held the Bone Sword in his hand and cut out ripples, as if the waves of death were coming towards Zhaoming. The Bone Sword followed closely behind and attacked fiercely, trying to cut Zhaoming into two sections.

Fang Mingjun also shouted loudly. He mobilized the power of the wood-eating demon, the gold-eating demon, the earth spirit demon and the water-eating demon, transformed into the four-color Five Elements Divine Fist, and came to Zhaoming with ten true energy without leaving any room for anything.

The three of them joined forces and were stronger than ten years ago. But Zhaoming ignored it and remained motionless.

Be calm and calm, just like breathing and breathing between the autumn wind and woods, without any sense of crisis.

Seeing the sword and sword shadow approaching and was about to reach his body, Zhaoming finally moved. He raised his left hand casually and directly blocked the sword in Zhang Ning's hand.

This action surprised Zhang Ning. He had the sub-holy spirit weapon in his hand. Looking at the entire West Sea, there was a strong Immortal King, and no one dared to use his physical body to resist it. Zhaoming had just entered the Taiyi Golden Immortal. If he was so arrogant, wouldn't he be seeking death?

But before this thought could make him smile, his face immediately changed.

Only a metal sound was heard, Tian Haigui's sword energy and the long sword in his hand were blocked. Sparks, cold stars were emitting all over the place, and the impact was quite strong, but the arm was as motionless as a Dinghai Dinghai needle, and it was even more damaged.

At the same time, the double-pupil soul master's bone knife slashed, and his strength was so fierce that he could pull mountains and rivers.

But when Zhaoming raised his right hand, he directly faced the blade with his palm. When the long sword and his hand, he saw that the heaven and earth were in a rush of energy, and it was magnificent and uncertain. A strong wind formed on the top of the cliff, which was fleeting in a flash.

When everyone saw it clearly, they couldn't help but feel shocked. The unstoppable bone knife was actually directly grabbed by Zhaoming.

"Ah!" The soul master of the double-eyed pupil shouted loudly, increasing his strength, invigorating his true energy, and making the sword light bombard like a strong wind, trying to approach. But the result was that he did not move at all, and he could not do anything.

The sub-holy spirit weapon refined by the bones of the Immortal King and the Monster Beast still cannot hurt the opponent.

"What kind of body is this!"

At this moment, everyone was shocked again. The sub-sacred spirit soldier did not even dare to resist it with their physical body at will. Now, a Taiyi Jinxian has done it, and it can even be described as almost ignoring.

"ah!"

Zhang Ning shouted, and was about to change his move, but he saw Zhaoming turn his left arm, open and close his palms, and hold the long sword in his hand tightly, unable to move.

"You have to catch your weapons!" Zhaoming said slowly, and when he saw him shouting loudly, rolling flames gushed out of his body.

This is not the red heavenly spirit fire, but the flashing of golden ripples. It is the Xuanji Heavenly Fire that can only be used by the peak sub-saints and even the Immortal King.

The way of heaven is relatively fair, with gains and losses. Zhaoming is simply a waste in practicing other mysterious skills, but only flames are unique. Even if they are in the Taiyi Jinxian realm, they have already mastered the flames that others should have stronger realm in order to have hope of contact.

As soon as such a flame came out, Zhang Ning and the Shuangpeng Soul Master both changed their faces. They had extraordinary cultivation and excellent knowledge, so they naturally recognized what kind of flame they were.

Xuanji Tianhuo is domineering, even though the two claim to be the best among their peers, they dare not resist.

Before the flames approached, both of them made the same choice without hesitation, gave up the weapon in their hands and quickly retreated.

At this time, Fang Mingjun's Five Elements Divine Fist was coming. Zhaoming inserted two weapons on the ground. He lifted his left leg forward, stepped onto the ground, steadily stance, and used a dragon fist to greet him.

"Ao!"

The red dragon-shaped energy winds upwards, fighting directly with the Five Elements Divine Fist.

"Boom!" The five energy boiled and the flames danced wildly. The terrifying vitality and energy rushed towards the world of the world like a storm.

After the aftermath dissipated, a figure appeared on the Buck Cliff. It was Zhaoming. He fought hard and did not move at all.

On the other hand, Fang Mingjun was knocked away hundreds of thousands of meters like a meteor, killing countless monks before stopping. Looking at his embarrassed body, his arms were even more bloody and vague.

The result is no suspense, and neither strength nor physical defense is as good as the other party.

Repel Fang Mingjun. Zhaoming did not continue to pursue, but pulled out the bone knife and swept across the sword of Zhang Ning who was inserted on the ground with a sweep of thousands of troops.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the air waves hit all directions, and the two sub-holy spirit weapons were trembling wildly, as if they were difficult to hold on.

"Stop!" Zhang Ning and the double-eyed soul master shouted loudly at the same time, and they were about to snatch their weapons when they rushed over.

"I want to grab it back? Just come here!" Zhaoming laughed loudly, and the flames were majestic and headed in all directions. Xuanji Tianhuo was domineering, and Zhang Ning and the double-pupil soul master did not dare to fight hard. He quickly avoided.

"Bang bang bang!"

There were loud noises, and after a few breaths, a crisp sound was finally heard, and Zhang Ning's sword and bone knife were both turned into pieces.

"ah!"

Zhang Ning and the double-pupil soul master screamed at the same time, and blood spurted in his mouth. With their spiritual sense in the treasure, hurting the treasure is equivalent to hurting them.

"So what if you are stronger? You are the fire-swallowing demon after all. You can't change your nature. Kill me!" Fang Mingjun roared angrily, waved his hand, and the wood-eating demon, the water-drawing demon, the earth spirit demon and the gold-eating demon all rushed towards Zhaoming.

"It's just right!" Zhao Ming slapped out with a palm. The fragments of the two sub-holy spirit weapons seemed to be flying in the rain. The earth spirit demon and the wood-eating demon were both forced to repel.

The gold-eating demon used the gold-control technique and used Zhang Ning's sword to block the fragments of the bone knife. He soared into the air and was about to take action, Zhaoming stared at him. Among the five elements, fire overcomes gold, just as if Zhaoming had been afraid of the water-drawing demon. The gold-eating demon was also innately afraid of the fire-eating demon and dared not resist.

After being glared by Zhao Ming like this, coupled with the aftermath of the Rin Divine Art, the Gold-Devouring Demon immediately stood there, not daring to move, his face changed. After a moment, he spit out a blood column and fell towards the sea.

"Hiss! Fire-swallowing demon!" Ji Shui Demon looked weird and attracted thousands of waves, turning into a giant dragon coiled on the Buck Cliff, guiding the power of the sea, and killing Zhaoming.

The Ji Shui Demon is born to restrain the Fire-Swallowing Demon. As long as the strength difference is not too big, the Fire-Swallowing Demon is like a slave to the Ji Shui Demon, and is abused at will. Now both of them are in the Taiyi Jinxian realm, and the Ji Shui Demon never thought that there would be other consequences.

At this moment, he was even full of excitement. So many people could not win this Fire-Swallowing Demon. Once he made his contribution, he would be even more unique. At that time, his status in the Fang family would naturally be higher.

The water-gasing demon on the sea is particularly powerful. At this time, the power is far superior to the other five elements demon clans.

The power of water flowing was to kill Zhaoming with the force of a mountain collapse and a tsunami.

The killing move was approaching, but Zhao Ming remained motionless and had no reaction. In the eyes of others, it seemed that he was once again suppressed by the Ji Shui Demon.

Just when the Ji Shui Demon approached, Zhaoming finally moved. He did not have too many moves, no gorgeous magical powers, and he even had no use of Dragon Fist.

He raised his right hand and a very ordinary punch hit Ji Shui Yao's face.

"Ah!" Ji Shui Yao screamed and was knocked to the ground by a punch. His eyes turned pale and he fell into a coma.

Seeing Zhaoming for a thousand steps, he stepped on Ji Shui Yao hard, poked his hand out and grabbed his neck.

"roar!"

With a loud shout, without any hesitation, he used force to tear the head of the water demon from his green body directly off his green body.

"ah!"

He carried the head of the water-drawing demon in his hand, and Zhaoming whistled to the sky, looking like a madman.

He did it and was no longer afraid of water.
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