The Cang Yan Tribulation was flooding Zhu Hong, and the flames burst out, sweeping across the world.

If nothing special, he won this battle, but Zhaoming felt that a piece of it was inexplicably poached, which was extremely uncomfortable. He did not believe that the high priest of the witch clan had only these abilities. The more smooth the smoother it was, the more cautious he felt.

Just as the others were also shocked and wondered why the high priest of the Witch Clan was like this, they suddenly saw a fog gushing out of the flames, instantly dispelling all the flames of the Cangyan Tribulation.

Goodbye Zhu Hong's body was shining with black flames, and a dark red light as blood flashed.

These black flames were like armor, blocking Zhaoming's Cangyan Tribulation Flame, but did not help him recover completely.

The injuries and remaining power left by the flames were still entangled in his body. At this time, Zhu Hong was half-kneeling in the void, in great pain.

"This flame..." The Dong Prince frowned slightly: "It's not common!"

The black flame was weird, even he had never seen it before, so he was naturally surprised.

The high priest of the witch clan smiled faintly: "There are so many flames in the world, even if we can't see them all, it's normal not to know them. This is the flame hidden deep in Zhu Hong's soul, and I just lured him out."

"But even so, it doesn't seem to help him win!"

The Eastern Prince said slowly, although he felt that he was secretly ridiculed by the high priest of the witch clan, he didn't care.

The high priest of the Witch Clan smiled mysteriously: "This is just the beginning, and the good show is still coming."

An accident occurred when a killing move occurred. Zhaoming was not only not disappointed and nervous, but instead breathed a sigh of relief. This is normal.

But it's just normal, and I still can't stop myself with these.

The flames immediately condensed around the body and then turned into flames. They wrapped around the flame patterns and wrapped the entire battlefield.

Six flying fire meteors hovered around their fists. When they saw him shouted loudly, they punched them from afar.

A flying fire meteor guided the flames to fly out, like a red rainbow, killing Zhu Hong. At the same time, the entire world of flames was like a tide, turning into countless pillars of fire, one by one, each of which was dozens of meters in size, like a spirit snake dancing wildly, being guided by the red rainbow to kill them together.

"boom!"

The red rainbow and countless fire pillars hit, as if the stars were broken, the flames surged, and the energy condensed and exploded. The crazy burned Zhu Hong.

Zhaoming's attack did not stop there, and another punch was punched out, three punches, four punches... Each time it was guided by the flying fire meteor, the same red rainbow, the same countless fire pillars.

This is the technique he realized after defeating Xiangjiu: Chiyan Changhong.

A world of flames is transformed into, and each punch can trigger the power of the world of flames to attack together. Therefore, he does not want to win by suppressing his body, so he changed to using a flying fire meteor as a guide.

Six consecutive punches are enough to collapse mountains and destroy rocks. Reversal of the rivers. Zhaoming soars into the air and is about to make another last blow. Suddenly, a terrifying wave of air came out from the center of the flame explosion and swept across the world.

Goodbye, the black flames rose into the sky, scattering all the energy waves around Zhu Hong. Another dark red light flashed in the black flame, as if a beam of light completely enveloped him.

The Assassin... Zhaoming was shocked and looked up at the sky again. He saw black clouds intertwined, rolling and rolling, and the thunder sensation made him see flames flashing again.

Jieyun, these auras are naturally familiar with Zhaoming. At this moment, he has no abnormalities, so there is only one explanation. Zhu Hong made a breakthrough and ushered in the sub-saint tribulation.

"So that's it!" The King of Dong picked up the wine glass, smiled slightly, and drank it in one gulp, but his heart sank slightly.

The heavenly tribulation is not something that can be done if it can come. Either the high priest of the Witch Clan is predicted by the unknown, or Zhu Hong has already had the strength to enter the sub-saint, but was suppressed by the high priest of the Witch Clan and was only lifted at this time.

No matter which reason is, it is enough to show that the mind and means of the high priest of the witch clan are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"This is a fair competition. Since we have ushered in the heavenly tribulation, we should let people go through the tribulation before continuing to fight."

At this time, Zhu Zhuge said loudly that Zhu Hong was his grandson, so he was naturally concerned about the battle here. He was afraid that Zhaoming would take the opportunity to take action, and he was stopped by the high priest and could not enter the battlefield, so he could only warn him.

The high priest of the witch clan smiled slightly: "Please, you don't need to say much. Zhaoming has always wanted to defeat his mother's enemy with justification, so he naturally wouldn't do such a despicable thing. Yes? Zhaoming!"

Zhaoming wished he could not tear Zhu Hong into pieces, but a sense of arrogance in his heart made him not want to take advantage of others' danger. He immediately put his hand behind his back, stood quietly and said coldly: "This is naturally. Even if he advances to the Immortal King today, I will wait until he is well before taking action. However, with his appearance, instead of worrying about me taking action, it is better to hope that he will not be killed by the heavenly tribulation."

"Hmph!" A sneer appeared on the corner of Prince Dong's mouth, and an inexplicable murderous intent flashed in his eyes. Zhaoming's words seemed to have aroused his displeasure.

The dark clouds rolled and the heavenly disaster fell. Zhu Hong recovered slightly and directly met with the long sword of flames.

After all, he is not an ordinary monk. Zhu Hong is also one of his peers. The power of the heavenly tribulation is quite terrifying. Thunder roars, like stars falling, flames thundering, as if earth fire soaring into the sky.

When ordinary monks saw it, they were definitely amazed, but all the people here were immortal kings and witches. They had seen such a heavenly tribulation, and they were even worse than themselves, so they were naturally calm.

The heavenly tribulation of Zhaoming is even more terrifying. Even the Taiyi Golden Immortal Tribulation can almost be compared with it. At this time, he just stood quietly.

The body is quiet, but the mind is not quiet.

Looking around, I don’t know when the witch army had already appeared. There were hundreds of millions of people, but there were tens of millions.

These men did not watch on the battlefield, but were stationed around Taishan, as if they wanted to prevent Xue Yuhua from taking action.

Although the strange black flame is average, it is quite strange and seems to have indescribable magical effects. In addition, Zhu Hong is promoted and ushered in the sub-holy tribulation. Everything seems to be under the control of the high priest of the witch clan.

But is this the only thing that the old fox’s plan? Zhaoming immediately denied this idea.

Even if Zhu Hong can successfully enter the sub-saint realm, it doesn't mean that he can do anything. He can even defeat Meng Jiu, although he borrowed the opponent's desire to underestimate the enemy. Zhu Hong's strength is far inferior to Meng Jiu, and even if he advances, he is much different. He is confident that he will defeat him. What other means does the high priest of the witch clan have?

If you don’t understand the reason, you can only think about it secretly.

Especially when Zhaoming looked at the Dongwanggong sitting next to the high priest of the witch clan, drinking, he felt even more uneasy. If there were no necessary reasons, the high priest of the witch clan would never have called the king of the immortals here.

The battle between himself and Zhu Hong is extremely important to him, but to others, it is just a battle between Taiyi Golden Immortals, especially those like Dong Wanggong. The victory or defeat has no effect on him, and he does not need to come here at the risk of being plotted by the high priest of the witch clan.

What are these two people planning?

"If I guessed well, it should be that there is something important about Skyrim!"

The previous words of the high priest of the Witch Clan appeared in his heart, making Zhaoming wish he could immediately put aside the battle here and go to Buzhou Mountain to see the situation. But if he really did this, the situation might be worse.

With this old guy's mind, since he can think of it, he will definitely have actions. There will be bloody storms in Buzhou Mountain, so I don't know if Di Jun and the others can succeed.

Yu Guang swept over the East Prince again and saw him looking at him with cold eyes, which made Zhaoming's heart sink again. His enemies are not only the witch clan, but also him.

This man who seemed to have a deep hatred with Pangu involved his anger and hatred towards Pangu.

The indifference of the high priest of the witch clan, the cold light in the eyes of the East Prince, and the uneasiness in Zhaoming's heart.

The entire battlefield suddenly fell into a strange tranquility, with no one saying anything, only Zhu Hong's heavenly disaster rumbling.

Everyone thought about it, and before they knew it, Zhu Hong's heavenly tribulation had passed the eighth level.

The ninth heavenly tribulation appeared, and the dark clouds all over the sky disappeared in an instant. As soon as the sky and the earth became dark, the endless dark clouds turned into rolling black flames and fell from the sky, sweeping across the world, covering the entire world, and covering the whole world, dark.

"Dark World!" The Eastern Prince frowned slightly: "Do you want him to become a demon?"

"What is a demon?" The high priest of the Witch Clan smiled softly: "Only those with demonic will be devils, not by their breath and strength. Even if he becomes very different from the Witch Clan, as long as his mind and ambition has not changed, he will still be a disciple of my Witch Clan."

"What's wrong with demons? It's better to do whatever you want, challenge and then transcend the laws of heaven than to be subjects under heaven like you and me."

This made the eyes of Prince Dong flash, and seemed to have caused something in his heart, but he didn't say it again.

The black flames were rolling, raging the world, and the burning surging, Zhu Hong let out a howl of pain. However, the black flames around him seemed to be in the same source as the black flames of the heavenly tribulation. Although it was painful, his breath was not only not weak, but was getting stronger.

After a long time, I saw that the black flames of heaven seemed to be like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, melting into a bunch, and then turned into a black stream and pouring into Zhu Hong's body.

Then he felt a powerful aura coming to his face. After the ninth heavenly tribulation, Zhu Hong successfully entered the sub-saint realm.

"Haha!" Zhu Hong laughed: "Remnants of the Demon Clan, this time, I see how you can escape!"

The sound was loud and full of energy. The previous injuries had been fully recovered as the heavenly tribulation was over.

As he spoke, his breath rose like clouds, swallowing thousands of miles of energy.

At the sub-saint realm, three flowers gather in the top and five energys towards the Yuan Dynasty, which allowed him to improve his strength by leaps and bounds.

"Let you see the great powers of my great god Pangu in the past!"

Amid the laughter, Zhu Hong's body grew rapidly, and it turned out to be the magical power of the witch clan in heaven and earth.

This magical power can increase combat power several times, not every witch clan can have it, only a small number, and it is difficult for even disciples of the twelve surnames of the witch clan to understand it.

Now that Zhu Hong has successfully passed the tribulation, he has even realized such supernatural powers together.

Amid the laughter, his body turned into ten thousand meters and stopped, covering the sky and the sun.

But Zhaoming was not afraid at all and shouted: "Don't think you are the only ones!"

While speaking, he also transformed into a body of ten thousand meters and looked down at the mountains and rivers.

The Demon King fights against the Dharma Heaven and Earth.
Chapter completed!