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This is not a real meteor, it is more like the power of some kind of flame, which makes Zhaoming even more disgusted.

The eccentric Pangu and the witch clan's bowing and worship can indeed get your kindness, this unfair world.

But as soon as this thought arose, he suddenly found that the witch clan below became noisy. Then he heard a female witch clan shouting loudly: "The enemy attacks, where are the guards of the Shen Valley? Why are you still standing there!"

As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of powerful witch clans rushed into the sky and greeted the meteor showers.

The enemy attacked? Zhaoming was stunned. Although he had been in the Demon Garden since he could remember and had not known much about the outside world, he had heard some of the powerful demons in the Demon Garden mention it.

Now, the witch clan is the only one who can barely resist. The demon clan once confronted him, but eventually lost and retreated into the demon world. The demon clan was even more disarray, and there were only some forces in the north, and everywhere else was already the world of the witch clan.

No race dares to treat the Witch Clan at will, let alone attacking the Witch Clan's holy land.

Now someone dares to attack Wudao, Zhaoming suddenly wants to see who this hero is.

Thousands of guards of the God Valley rushed into the sky. Soon after, they heard a scream of pain, and they all got into fire, falling from the sky like flints.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

A earth-shaking loud noise, countless meteors fell, and the flames turned the entire Celestial Valley into a sea of ​​fire. A large number of witch tribes flew into the sky and prepared to take action.

"Who dares to come to my Wudao to make trouble!" A female witch flew into the sky, pinched her hands and found that it gathered countless lights and then blasted into the sky.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, the light shattered, illuminating the night sky like the sun.

For a moment, everyone discovered that the uninvited guest in the night was a huge gray crane.

"I'll go, your uncle, what's this trick?" Suddenly, he heard another scolding. Everyone looked closely and found that there was actually someone sitting on the gray crane's back.

However, the man was wearing a black shirt, and even didn't know what was used on his face. He didn't even know his facial features clearly. At first glance, he was integrated with Ye Se.

"Sun Jiuyang!" When the female witch clan saw this person, she immediately shouted.

The man in black was stunned and then said incredibly: "I'll go, your uncle, I've become like this, you can actually recognize him! Liuli, I really underestimate you!"

This female witch clan is the priest Liuli, the highest leader of Wudao. He heard the other party admit it and couldn't help shouting loudly: "Sun Jiuyang, my Wudao has never offended you, why did you make trouble for me Wudao!"

Zhao Ming was slightly surprised. He heard what the leader of the witch clan said, and seemed to be very concerned about the dark guy. He couldn't help but be fascinated by the witch clan. The person who could be so afraid of the witch clan must be an amazing hero.

Sun Jiuyang, at this moment, Zhaoming remembered the name firmly in his heart.

After hearing Liuli's question, Sun Jiuyang, who was sitting on the gray crane, immediately laughed and said, "You have never offended me, but you have offended my brother. I am doing this for heaven. Don't do anything to me. Let me make a fuss and leave, which is also a matter of handing over."

"Sun Jiuyang, have you ever thought about the consequences?" Liuli asked loudly.

Sun Jiuyang laughed: "You scared me? Do you know who I am? I'm the one who killed the ancient demon ape and surpassed the Nine-headed Emperor. My brother is Hongjun, and my brother's eldest brother is Pangu. Do you dare to threaten me, look at the fight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a five-colored stone was thrown out and smashed it towards Liuli.

Liuli snorted coldly, raised her hand and took it. Unexpectedly, when the stone was about to be taken, it suddenly changed its track and hit Liuli directly on her face.

With a whimpering of pain, the breath of Glazed Glass was chaotic, and the face was smashed into blood and blood.

Sun Jiuyang laughed: "I'm a stone made from the Kongtong Seal, and it's specially slapped in the face!"

"Sun Jiuyang, I want to kill you! Kill me!" Liuli was furious and immediately ordered, and a large group of witch clans rushed over immediately.

Sun Jiuyang was not panicked at all and laughed: "I must have made all preparations to come. I have investigated it a long time ago. None of your witch clan's powerful men have come back. You can still see it with just a glass, but I can't do anything to me! I came here after borrowing a treasure."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and sang out a stone mirror. It turned into a size of more than ten meters, hanging above Sun Jiuyang's head, with mysterious light shining everywhere, covering all around him.

The light was extremely strange, and I could not feel the strong energy, but I fixed everyone who was illuminated in the void and could not move.

"The Kunlun Mirror of Queen Mother of the West!" Liuli was shocked and shouted loudly: "Be careful, don't be shined by the mirror."

Then he shouted loudly: "Hurry, activate the ban on the Kamiya Valley."

"It's too late!" Sun Jiuyang laughed, rode a gray crane and rushed into the Pan Shen Valley directly with the Kunlun Mirror. Although a large number of forbidden formations appeared above the Pan Shen Valley, they were illuminated by the Kunlun Mirror Mirror, but they could not close them at all.

"Jade Symbol Order, Qingxu Gang Thunder!"

"Jade Symbol Order, Shenxiao Tianlei!"

"Jade Symbol Order, Storm Curse!"

“…”

Sun Jiuyang kept throwing out various talismans from his hands. For a moment, lightning and thunder were roaring, storm and storm, and red flames came over and over again, turning the entire Celestial Valley like the Senluo Purgatory. Countless witch tribes screamed and fled.

Hero, hero! Zhao Ming's heart is surging, his eyes are locked in Sun Jiuyang's figure, and he is unwilling to leave for a moment.

If he could see the ugly appearance of the Witch Clan and see the Pan Shen Valley become like this, he felt that it was worth it to die. Pangu, did he see that there was justice in the unfair world.

Zhaoming felt relieved, as if the person who was raging the Valley of the Swallows was himself. As his eyes moved, he suddenly swept over the statue of the great god Pangu, and was stunned and took a breath of air in his heart.

After living, the statue of the great god Pangu actually lived. Although it was still a statue, Zhaoming clearly saw the brilliance of life appearing in those two eyes.

I was stunned, but I immediately saw those eyes blinking and tightly holding myself.

A sense of fear in his heart, but an indescribable anger immediately surged, which made Zhaoming motionless and looked at the eyes tightly.

The demon clan in the Demon Garden was so cruelly killed by the Witch clan, and you didn’t react at all. Now I just complained a few words in my heart, what do you want to do to me?

I am not afraid of you, I am not afraid of you, but just die. If you can see these mixed breeds you raised before you die, it will be embarrassing to see that I will live enough.

Everything in front of me seemed not an illusion. The statue of the great god Pangu was indeed alive. He stretched his arms, as if he was about to open up the world again. He raised one hand and pointed it at Zhaoming with a finger.

Pangu in Zhaoming's eyes was alive, but in the eyes of others, only Pangu's statue emitted infinite mysterious light, and I don't know what happened.

Sun Jiuyang, who seemed lawless, was also stunned and exclaimed loudly: "I'll go to his uncle, no, is it? The Pangu statue alive?"

Then he seemed to remember something, and his face changed: "I... am stupid. Although Hongjun is big, he is not as big as Pangu!"

At this time, he happened to fly to the front of Pangu statue, and quickly stood up on the back of the gray crane, bowing deeply to Pangu statue: "Great God, I am practicing the law for heaven. If you want to blame, blame your brother. He asked me to come!"

Pangu's statue shone with mysterious light, and all the witch clans also placed Sun Jiuyang aside, knelt down, kept bowing, and recited various things extremely devoutly.

Zhaoming gave up everything with hatred, and looked at Pangu's finger pointing to him.

Even if I die, I will stand here. I will not beg you for mercy or beg you for mercy. Kill me, Pangu, otherwise I will definitely kill the entire witch clan without leaving any one.

"boom!"

At the moment of his eyebrows in the finger hall, Zhaoming felt a roar in his mind, as if he was creating the world, and was in chaos. Then countless things poured into his mind, making him dizzy.

After barely recovering, Zhaoming was stunned. He was not killed by Pangu's guidance. Instead, there were two more techniques in his mind.

The Divine Art of Rin is a technique that tempers mental power. When used, it is similar to a kind of mental power pressure, which can cause direct damage to the target's soul, spiritual consciousness, and even soul.

The great method of refining the body of the practitioner and practicing it as a magic weapon can not only make the physical body stronger and stronger, but also make the physical body stronger than other cultivators.

However, this kind of exercise is very harsh to practice. It must be a cultivator who practices the fire movement technique. He must first break and melt his golden elixir, Nascent Soul or Soul into his body, and then continue to temper his fire attribute true qi in his body.

Not to mention breaking the golden elixir, the Nascent Soul or the Soul is like seeking death. Even after practicing, you must always be tempered by flames and suffer the pain of burning the body from flames at all times.

Why? Zhaoming didn't think about the technique of this technique, but was full of doubts. The Pangu statue did not kill him, but instead gave him two techniques. Why?

Before I could figure it out, I suddenly heard a loud noise, and the huge Pangu statue shattered, and then a ray of light shone on Zhaoming and then disappeared.

All the witch tribes were frightened and for some reason they didn't dare to look up.

The air waves rolled, rushing Sun Jiuyang to the stone platform and smashing the stone pillars that tied Zhaoming directly.

Zhaoming escaped from the trap and hurriedly ran to Shura aside, spit out a mouthful of flames, burned the rope that bound him, and then picked him up.

Suddenly I felt someone behind me. When I looked back, I saw that the man in black, named Sun Jiuyang, stood behind me.

"Hero!" Zhaoming was surprised and couldn't help shouting. The jade pendant in his mouth fell out and he quickly bent down to pick it up.

"You..." Sun Jiuyang was puzzled. Those witch tribes did not see it, but he clearly saw a ray of light from the Pangu statue on Zhaoming.

Judging from him, there must be a mystery. Just as he was about to ask, he suddenly saw the jade pendant in Zhaoming's hand and immediately shouted in surprise.
Chapter completed!