Escape into the depths of the cave, this is an ordinary stone chamber with only some debris inside.

The underground secret room should not only be the place where the decayed old man was imprisoned, but also other places. Zhaoming didn't know what was going on outside the stone room, so he didn't dare to go out easily. He tried to explore his spiritual sense, but found it difficult to do it.

The high priest of the Witch Clan set up here, and he thought he was ready to prevent others from using their spiritual sense to explore.

I couldn't think of any other way, so I could only try to push the stone chamber door open.

As soon as I pushed the door open, I saw several witch tribes running over by my side. I glanced at each other, but I didn't react at the first time.

When several witch tribes reacted, Zhaoming's flames had already rushed over and wrapped around the people. He had only had time to let out a scream and turned into ashes.

Although he died, the shouting revealed Zhaoming's place. It seemed that a large number of witch clans immediately changed their faces and kept screaming: "Come here, spies sneak in, come here!"

Although I don’t know what race Zhaoming is or what his identity is, only the witch guards can enter the secret room here, otherwise they will be prisoners who are completely imprisoned. Zhaoming is now dressed brightly, obviously not a slave, but naturally a spy.

The shouting immediately made Zhaoming put aside all his concerns. Since he had been discovered, he simply gave up.

The Tiger Roaring Heavenly Art, Yangming Art, Flame Art... All the skills and magical powers you know are activated, and the flying fire meteor guides the spiral of the sky to burn in all directions.

The Kongtong Seal kept hitting the stone walls everywhere, and a rumbling sound came from all directions, the earth trembled, and the entire stone chamber seemed to collapse.

No one thought that anyone would enter the underground stone chamber in this way. The movement outside had led all the slightly stronger witch clans over.

The strongest person here is just the Daluo Golden Immortal, so how can he block Zhaoming? Between the flames, the witch clan was burned to nowhere. Zhaoming didn't care how much he killed. His spiritual sense was scattered, and he explored along the flame patterns and carefully searched every place.

After a long time, there was finally a discovery.

There were bursts of raging torture instruments coming from a very deep and hidden stone chamber, and there were also bursts of gloomy and terrifying laughter.

The voice Zhaoming will never forget. It was the witch clan named Wulong. He could amplify the pain a person suffered countless times and be proficient in various punishments and methods of forced confession, so he could hardly support it.

Only special prisoners are kept here, plus Meng Huai’s hatred for himself and the corrupt old man, Wulong’s identity...

Zhaoming didn't think too much, and instantly used the fire escape technique to the door of the stone chamber. He recalled the Kongtong Seal and smashed it hard, and the stone gate was split into pieces.

"Which bastard..." Wulong was shocked and turned around and cursed. After seeing the fragments of the stone, Zhaoming's voice suddenly stopped and became dumbfounded.

Zhaoming's eyes fell on the figure behind Wulong, his body was covered in blood and blood, and his hair was disheveled. Although he couldn't see clearly, the aura was not the decayed old man, who was it?

The petrified part under his body has been restored, with feet, but his limbs are nailed with iron nails. The strange Wu Wen appears, and the golden sharp power is crazily devouring the thick soil power of the rotten old man.

What made Zhaoming's blood rush and angry was that an iron nail was nailed to the forehead of the decaying old man, which was right in the purple palace.

Zhaoming didn't know what spell this was from the witch clan, but he could also feel the malice in it: not only torture the other party from the **, but also to destroy the other party from the mental state.

"I...I...I...I...you...you..." Wulong wanted to say something, but was already shocked by the anger on Zhaoming, intermittently and incoherently.

"Go to death for me!"

With a roar, Zhaoming turned into more than ten meters tall and slapped it with one palm. There was no flame, only pure brute force. It attracted a huge force and directly slapped the black ridge into meat paste.

His figure flashed, rushed to the decaying old man, and shouted anxiously: "Senior, senior, I am Zhaoming, Zhaoming!"

After looking closely, the abuse suffered by the decaying old man was even more outrageous. His ears were cut and filled with filthy objects. His eyes were also directly sealed with gold, mercury and silver liquid. His face was no longer human-shaped, blurry. Zhaoming's heart tightened and ached faintly.

As if I hadn't heard of Zhaoming's call, I could only make a sound like a whirring blowing wind, and I was breathing endlessly.

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, so people must be rescued quickly. Sun Jiuyang is still waiting outside, and with his elixir skills, there may be a way to rescue him.

He wanted to pick up the decaying old man, but found that his hands and feet were nailed to death.

I reached out and tried to pull out the iron nail. As soon as I touched it, I felt a severe pain in the decayed old man gasping for breath, as if he was grabbed by someone and his heart was being trampled hard.

Zhaoming knew nothing about the magic of witchcraft, and hesitated for a moment if pulling out the iron nails would affect the life of the decaying old man.

No one asked for advice at this time. If this continues, the witch reinforcements will arrive, and it will be even more difficult to get out of trouble. I regretted it for a moment. If I hadn't slapped Wulong to death, maybe that guy had a way to crack it.

But there is no need to regret it. After thinking for a moment, I finally said to the decaying old man: "Senior, sorry, I'll leave your life to me, let's bet together."

Then he picked up the Kongtong seal and smashed it on the iron nail.

There is a magic spell on the iron nail, so it cannot be touched. The Kongtong Seal can break any restrictions or seals, and maybe you can try it.

The seals fell and nails were broken, and the strange Wu Wen could be seen shattering, twisting in the air and slowly disappearing.

What surprised Zhaoming was that the effect was better than expected and did not cause any discomfort for the decaying old man. He immediately used the same trick again and smashed the other three iron nails one by one.

Just when he was about to smash the Zi Mansion, he stopped and hesitated.

The Purple Mansion is different from the physical body. The iron nail is nailed into the Purple Mansion to ban the rotten old man, but it makes him immortal. It is obviously because there is a magic spell technique to maintain it. If you rashly smash the iron nail, without the magic spell technique, the decay old man might be killed on the spot.

He was hesitant and suddenly remembered something. When he leaned over, he found that the iron nails in Zifu did not penetrate the body and nail them into the stone wall like the other four iron nails.

Immediately, I didn't think too much and picked up the corrupt old man. I couldn't handle this matter myself, so I could only count on Sun Jiuyang.

I wanted to use the fire escape technique to return to the falling room, but I found that I could not do it.

There is also a saying in the cultivation world that escape techniques are said, but others' escape techniques are to use the power of the five elements to speed up, while one's own escape techniques are to step on the flame pattern.

I am a fire-swallowing demon, but I can turn into flames, but the decaying old man I hold in my arms cannot do this.

I returned to the initial room with my foot on the Pear Immortal Step and found that a bigger problem came. The cave I came down from was only one foot in size, and it would be difficult for me to get up without using the fire escape technique. Now I am holding a decadent old man, which is even more impossible.

The witch tribe can come down, so there will naturally be a passage out. But this place is like a maze, with all the connections. Zhaoming has no idea where to go, so he rashly knows how much time it will take.

The witch tribes here have been burned to death by Zhaoming, and they can't even ask for a way out.

After secretly blaming himself for a few words of his recklessness, Zhaoming took a deep breath, and there was no other way, so he could only use the stupidest and easiest method.

The formation pattern that was smashed by the Kongtong Seal in the cave had not yet been restored. Zhaoming placed the Kongtong Seal on the chest of the decaying old man to protect him. Then he condensed the true energy into a bundle and tied him behind him.

Concentrate the power of flames and smash it hard upwards with an angry fist. Since there is no way out, you can open a way out. Places like the Colosseum should not exist. If they can be destroyed like this, they can better relieve their hatred.

The rocks here are thick and have been tempered by the formation of the high priest of the Witch Clan for so many years. They have long been like magic weapons. Even without the protection of the formation, it is quite difficult to destroy. Fortunately, Zhaoming Fury is a violent destructive force, otherwise it would be unimaginable.

But even so, Zhaoming punched out and could only hit dozens of meters.

But at this moment there is no choice but to do this method.

With one punch and one step forward, this way of opening up the road made Zhaoming involuntarily remember the climbing of the Cliff of No Return that day.

There is nothing difficult in the world. As long as you are willing to climb up a place like Bugui Cliff, what else is impossible?

Even though this hole is difficult to open, it cannot help myself.

Thinking of this, the heroism doubled and the bombardment became even stronger.

Hundred meters, kilometers, several thousand meters... I kept moving forward and getting closer to the ground.

The battle in the Colosseum has entered a white heat, and Shura, who has brought out the Blood Evil Buddha, is like the worldly demon ancestor coming back to the earth, waving the blood shadow sword in his hand, performing the murder of the nine heavens in the past.

Meng Huai's mind was blank at this moment, and he didn't know what to do.

The Fire-Swallowing Demon had already sneaked into the ground, and all the strong men in the secret room had been tuned out, and he could not stop him at all.

He wanted to take people to the secret room to stop him, but the battle here was even more tragic. What made Meng Huai even more at a loss was that countless witch tribes were scattered under the blood-shadowed sword, but they could not consume the other party at all.

The blood demon's natural magical power can absorb other people's flesh and blood and energy to replenish themselves.

The life of the Blood Shura is by no means flattering others, it is the title of killing that is praised with countless lives.

The enemy's sacrifice of life not only fails to make him tired, but instead makes him more courageous as he fights.

In that vast sea of ​​blood, slaves from the immortals and demons died from time to time, but that was only a small part. More than 80% of the slaves had escaped from the slowly recovering gap, and not many were left.

The Colosseum was over, and such a sad thought came to Meng Huai's heart. The Colosseum, which was known as the immortal king, was never broken, was over, and was destroyed in the hands of a demon clan in the sub-saint realm and a Taiyi Jinxian realm.

At this moment, Meng Huai was sadly discovering that the Colosseum was only the formation of the high priest. Once others had the method to break the formation, it would be so vulnerable here.

"ah!"

With a roar, just as he was about to order again, he suddenly heard a earth-shaking noise.

Goodbye, the ground in the center of the Colosseum was shattered, huge rocks flew in the sky, and sand and dust were everywhere.
Chapter completed!