Chapter five hundred and three escape
The flames surged, like a volcano erupting, and Zhaoming's figure rushed out like a demon god.
Looking at the figure bound by him with his true energy, Meng Huai's roaring sound suddenly stopped, and his heart couldn't help but start to twitch rapidly.
The Colosseum is over, and even the most important prisoners here will be robbed. That will be over not only the Colosseum, but also yourself. Even if you make such a big mistake, even the family will not be able to protect yourself.
Even if you will not be executed because of this, your prominent status will definitely be lost, and you will even be deprived of your status as a child of the Meng family and become a prisoner.
"Ah! Zhaoming, die for me!"
The fear of family glory deprivation overcame fear of Zhaoming and Shura. Meng Huai called out a mace and killed Zhaoming like a mad.
At this moment, his mind was blank, and he had only one thought: kill the fire-swallowing demon and leave behind the decaying old man.
The anger surged into the sky, mobilizing all power, as if a blow that destroyed the world fell from the sky.
Zhaoming felt a feeling in his heart, followed the sound, and flames condensed in his hand, and directly met with one palm.
Although Meng Huai is a disciple of the twelve surnames of the Witch Clan, the Witch Clan has never been able to refine weapons. Even with his identity, he is not at the top level of mysterious weapons.
Zhaoming is the body of a divine weapon, and his physical strength is completely incomparable to the mysterious weapon. The harsh environment under the cliff is unimaginable for the hardening effect of true qi.
Just like the world, no matter how you practice, it is a world that supports the strong but not the weak. The strong can survive any danger and turn all obstacles into their own strength, while the weak can only die in terrible danger.
In terms of the majesty of true qi, no one among his peers can compare with Zhaoming.
This palm slapped over and directly slapped on the mace.
Only a loud bang was heard, and the mace was directly shot into pieces. The flames surged, turning into a firebird, instantly submerging Meng Huai.
"ah!"
A scream, like a broken kite flying high, landing on his unique rostrum again.
The sky was burning with fire. He made him moan in pain, even though it was just the aftermath of the flame, it was enough to make him feel in pain.
What is even more painful is the torment of the soul. The Colosseum was broken and the prisoners were rescued. What is particularly uncomfortable is that the little demon who used to be vulnerable to him has now grown to this point, and the power of a palm is enough to defeat him.
"Meng Huai is dead, who dares to stop me!"
Zhaoming roared and activated the flying fire meteor to soar into the sky, like a phoenix reborn in the fire, to burn the entire world.
With the power of a palm, he defeated the main actor of the Colossus. The Assassin was fighting with Blood Shura, how dare the others compete with Zhaoming for power? He watched him rush out of the Colossus.
"I...I...I'm not dead!"
Meng Huai wanted to stand up and refute loudly, but at this time he couldn't move at all, let alone stand up.
Zhaoming rushed out of the Colosseum and heard Sun Jiuyang sending a voice: "To the east, I'll throw this guy to me in the largest tree in the east, so I'll see if I can save it."
Zhaoming was overjoyed and was about to ask for his help. He was about to find a big tree in the east, but he saw Sun Jiuyang hiding between the branches and leaves. He immediately collected the Kongtong seal, wrapped the rotten old man with his true energy, and sent it over with soft power.
Sun Jiuyang flashed and caught the decaying old man and hid back into the big tree.
Looking back, there were still a few slaves who had not yet escaped. Zhaoming thought of the tragic situation of the decayed old man and took a deep breath.
One hand condensed the energy of flames, and the other hand picked up the Kongtong Seal and bombarded the Colosseum madly.
An unstoppable super brick smashed the Colosseum into pieces and the formation was messy.
Although there is a method of setting up a formation in the art of setting up a void, it is quite profound and cannot be done by ordinary people. The Colosseum array in front of you is obviously not the case, but uses the square and earth as the basis for setting up a formation.
With the protection of the large array, the foundation is difficult to damage, so naturally it is impossible to destroy the large array.
Now that I have encountered such a magical object that broke the formation, such as Kongtong Seal, there is nothing I can do about it. With Zhaoming's crazy bombardment, the tall stone walls and pillars of the Colosseum collapsed and shattered all over the ground.
The formation was flashing golden light and gradually shattered. The powerful formation arranged by the high priest of the witch clan finally reached an unsustainable point, gradually becoming unbalanced, and the formation patterns were even more difficult to connect with each other and began to shrink and declining.
After the power of the flame in his hand was condensed, the other hand quickly condensed a flower of Taoist patterns, combined into one, and turned into a 36th-grade fire lotus with a flashing gray light.
"Shura, get out of here!"
With a roar, he smashed the red lotus that was like the flame of the heavenly tribulation into the coupe.
The 36th-grade fire lotus rushed into the Colosseum, sprinkled the sky fire, and smashed into the cave that was bombarded by Zhaoming all the way, and exploded in an instant.
The sky fire burned all directions. How could the stones on the earth without the protection of the formation withstand the scorching of such domineering flames? In a moment, they turned into rolling lava, as if the sea of anger was surging.
A large number of witch tribes dodged immediately. The Daluo Jinxian saw the opportunity and lifted up and lay on the platform. Meng Huai, whose flames had been extinguished, quickly fled.
Some witch clan soared into the sky, intending to avoid the fire lava, but crashed into the sea of blood.
At this time, the rise of Shura Killing was like the Rakshasa King of that day, transforming into countless blood evil demons, and crazily devouring the flesh and blood of the witch clan under the leadership of the evil Buddha of Blood.
There were countless casualties and injuries in a moment. The Colosseum, which the witch clan was proud of, became a cemetery of flames, and countless witch clans died in the sea of fire and blood.
"Blood Shura, don't be crazy!"
Suddenly, a huge figure came from the sky, like a dark meteor, and rushed straight to Shura.
For Shura, the best blood and energy are the Rakshasa clan, followed by the witch clan, which is famous for its physical body. At this time, Shura, who absorbed a large amount of blood and energy of the witch clan, had a strong murderous intent, so how could he avoid it? The Blood Shadow swung the sword and slashed directly on the huge figure.
With a loud bang, two figures came one after another, retreating, and it was difficult to decide the outcome.
The visitor was fat, even better than Shura. His shoulders were covered with spiked armor. I don’t know whether it was born or the witch power was condensed, but Zhaoming felt like he saw the White Than Great Witch.
"It's the Baiman Shangwu, our reinforcements are here!"
The witch tribe exclaimed. The person who came was named Baiman, who was descended from the Bai family of the twelve surnames of the Witch tribe. Like the ministers, he was the best among the second generation of the Witch tribe.
Although Xiangzhou is known as the most powerful witch in the witch clan, it is actually incomparable to the strength of the Bai Barbarians. After a few days of fighting, he won half a move and was able to be renamed.
It was indeed from the Bai family... Zhaoming thought to himself, and suddenly a warning for his whole life. He immediately used all his true energy to activate the furnace body refining. Before he could react urgently, he felt as if he was hit in the chest by a sharp arrow. Even the furnace body refining cannot be spared.
For a moment, flesh and blood flew everywhere, blood and energy surged, and it was indescribable.
The whole person flew out like a meteor, and he flew tens of thousands of meters before he stopped.
Goodbye to see where I was standing just now. I don’t know when there was a tall and thin witch clan, holding a long halberd and looking at me with a cold face.
He had no expression on his face, but he could see a slight surprise in his eyes.
"It's Meng Jiu's witch, these two people can't escape!"
The witch clan shouted in surprise, and the descendant of the Meng family named Meng Jiu, a twelve surnames of the witch clan, was extremely fast. She and the white barbarians were generally among the best in the second generation of the witch clan.
Once upon a time, he even suppressed the prime minister and won the title of "The First Witch". He was snatched away by the prime minister hundreds of years ago.
Although he lost one move and half a move, it is really hard to predict who loses and who wins.
As Sun Jiuyang expected, the Witch Clan should have transferred all the Immortal King and Witch to the Kunlun Mountain Front, but did not relax the defense line in this area, leaving behind the two most outstanding upper witches among the two second-generation Witch Clans to guard. It also has the effect of being an Immortal King.
Bai Man looked at the two of them and laughed: "You two are really capable. They actually destroyed the Colosseum like this! But well, there is no war in the east, and I'm itchy!"
Meng Jiu stared at Zhaoming in a daze. He was shocked. He used 80% of his attack just now. At such a rapid speed, his attack power was so powerful.
This move can be achieved overnight when you use it to kill a sub-sage saint, but the opponent only suffered some skin injuries and recovered in a blink of an eye, which was unbelievable.
When the strong enemy arrived, Shura's fighting spirit became stronger and he laughed a few times: "You are here too, and there is no point in killing a group of guys like native chickens and dogs. That day, your first witch was chased by me and fled in the desert. Let's see how many moves you, the witches, can block me."
"You have defeated Xiangzhou!" Bai Man was stunned, then his eyes lit up, and he laughed louder: "It's good, I'm about to find him to regain the name of the first witch. It seems that I can change my way. I just need to kill you, and the first witch deserves it."
In the past, he was depressed and couldn't feel relieved. He always felt that he could not fight life and death and could not display his full strength.
Now that the opponent has been replaced by another clan, there is no need to worry about it.
Shura snorted coldly: "If I kill you two today, I don't know if I can be a big witch to play with it."
While speaking, he had already begun to activate the sea of blood, condensed blood and was ready to take action.
Shura's fighting spirit soared into the sky, but Zhaoming was calmly thinking about how to deal with it. There were more than two reinforcements from the witch clan, and there must be a large army behind him.
After all, I am just Taiyi Jinxian. If I fall into a stalemate in a fierce battle, it will be my own side that is not good.
But this witch clan called Meng Jiu is extremely fast, and he is afraid that he will be willing to leave.
While hesitating, the sky suddenly changed drastically, and the sky was dark, and lightning and thunder came in an instant. The area of the Colosseum turned into flying sand and stones, and it was in chaos.
When I heard Sun Jiuyang shouting loudly, "Let's go, I'm leaving, it's not convenient to heal the wounds in this place."
Zhaoming immediately felt a soft force, and was sent to the big tree where Sun Jiuyang was hiding. At the same time, Shura was naturally sent out.
Shura was still stunned, obviously not knowing what was going on. Zhaoming was secretly happy. When he and Shura were in a big fight, Sun Jiuyang did not keep watching the show, but set up a large formation around him.
With his achievements in formation, even this top sub-saint is difficult to escape.
"Go away, these two guys are very powerful, I'm afraid I can't stay for long!"
Chapter completed!