The blood and energy surged into the sky, and the murderous intent was like a sea. From afar, the breath of Shura was sensed.

At the same time, there are several great witch auras, all of whom are well-known. In addition to Meng Jiu and Bai Man who just arrived, there are also Xiang Zhou, Bai Qiu, Tong Wu and Zhu Kai.

I thought of knowing these witches. Similarly, these witches also know Shura and myself very well.

I suffered a great loss in the battle with Shura this time, but this time I learned to be smart. I knew that there were not only useless people, but also suffered a lot. Xiangzhou and his friends joined forces to force Shura to leave the main battlefield, and then tried their best to trap him, so that there was no blood and energy around him to absorb it.

With such consumption, his overall combat power will naturally be greatly reduced.

Shura has extraordinary strength, but his defense is limited and he cannot absorb blood and energy to replenish it. Although it is not too dangerous at this moment, the situation is not very good. He is not at all superior, but when he sees Bai Man and Meng Jiu appear, his heart is naturally nervous again.

But Meng Jiu was even more panicked than him. As soon as he saw the prime minister, he shouted: "Here, come!"

Xiang Zhou stopped his spear and looked at Meng Jiu and asked loudly: "Who..."

Before Meng Jiu could answer, he immediately knew the answer. A violent flame aura approached rapidly. Who was Zhaoming or not? His face became extremely ugly for a moment.

Starting from the first attack on Sky Ridge, and later making a big fuss in Phoenix Ridge, another defeat in the Heavens, Zhaoming used his strong strength to prove to all the witch clans that the demon clans will never be bullied as before.

For this inexplicably powerful fire-swallowing demon, the threat in the heart of the witch clan has risen sharply beyond the blood demon known for his ferocity in front of him. Not to mention these witches, some great witches will feel nervous when they see him.

"Haha!" Shura cut off Tong Wu with a sword and laughed loudly: "My elder brother is here, let's see how you escape today!"

"Damn it, isn't he in Kunlun Fairyland? Why are he rushing back again?" Xiang Zhou cursed angrily. Seeing that the few fellow tribes in front of him had a hint of nervousness on their faces, he knew that the battle today would not be able to continue.

At this moment, the direction of Kunlun Fairyland was surging undercurrents, and the battle situation was about to begin. The high priest's injuries were not healed, forcing all the great witches to the front line of Kunlun Mountain. If a great witch could come, why would the battle last until now?

When he cursed in his heart, he didn't want to talk to me, so the prime minister had no choice but to announce: "Meng Jiu, send the order down and withdraw!"

He is a rational person. Although this is extremely embarrassing, if he persists, he will be life after life. Not only Zhaoming's terrible strength, but also because his comrades around him do not have much fighting spirit, even himself.

"It's not that easy to escape!" Shura raised his sword and slashed at Xiang Zhou.

The prime minister did not dare to block it, so he shook out the gun flower, guided countless water vapor to resist, and fought and retreated with other witches. Meng Jiu followed the orders and left everywhere.

Zhaoming was about to use the fire escape technique to intercept him, but suddenly his heart moved. He thought of something and stopped immediately. He activated the flames and Shura to attack Xiangzhou and others.

Shura burst out the depression that he suffered during these times at this moment, and then took all his strength.

The sword of the sea of ​​blood was heart-warming, and the mountains and rivers were beating, as if the ferocious beast of the sea of ​​blood was rising and falling in the Buzhou Mountains, forcing Xiangzhou and others to be in a hurry.

Although Zhaoming took action to force him, he did not do his best like Shura. He just slowly forced Xiangzhou and others to retreat. Facing several Shangwu who were suppressed by the power of Buzhou Mountain, he was not afraid at all.

Meng Jiu was extremely fast and should have passed the orders from all directions. In addition, seeing Xiang Zhou and others fighting and retreating, the witch army had no intention of fighting again for a moment. They all began to retreat.

After all, the main battlefield is elite troops, and they fight and retreat, but they will not flee in panic.

"kill!"

When the demon clan saw the witch clan withdraw, and when Zhaoming and Shura fought Xiangzhou and others retreated step by step, their morale naturally rose sharply and their evil spirits were rising. Without waiting for others to give orders, they chased and killed themselves.

Zhaoming did not stop it, but only accelerated the attack and forced Xiangzhou and others to withdraw at a faster speed.

After fighting for several days, she was extremely embarrassed by Shura's attack. Xiang Zhou and others led the retreating army and finally left Buzhou Mountain and retreated towards the True Dragon Leader.

"Ah!" Shura roared, his blood energy was like a volcano erupting. He was about to chase after him with a blood shadow sword, but he was pulled by Zhaoming.

At this moment, Shura was almost crazy and was pulled by Zhaoming, and instinctively wanted to attack him again.

"Shura!" Zhaoming shouted loudly and used the Rin Divine Art to attack.

The mental storm washed Shura's whole body and stopped, with a little confused in his eyes, but he immediately reacted and asked loudly, "Brother, why don't you chase after me?"

This bloodthirsty thing is a troublesome after all!

Zhaoming sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but think of the bitter monk. The powerful man who killed the Immortal King with one move was probably not without reason to target Shura in that time.

If you grow up like this, once your nature is swallowed and you can't control it, you really don't know what the result will be in the future.

After sighing, he couldn't say anything. This was Shura's own choice, or his natural bloodline choice. The blood demon lives with blood and is destined to be companionship with killing, either others die or himself die.

Looking at Shura, he shook his head: "We are here to escort people, not for the fight. If we let the army be taken advantage of by the witch clan because of pursuing them, it would be doomed."

After Zhaoming said this, Shura suddenly reacted and asked, "What should I do now? Just let them leave like this?"

Zhaoming shook his head again: "Of course not, leave it to me for the pursuit. You can quickly gather the army and join the senior of the ghost car. It is more appropriate to escort the army to heaven first."

"Are you... alone?" Shura was naturally a little worried.

Zhaoming smiled faintly: "I, are you still worried? Even if the great witch comes, I can still escape unstoppable. If you go, the rise of killing will make me unable to escape."

After saying this, Shura naturally stopped insisting, nodded, and turned back in the direction of the air. Zhaoming followed the retreating witch army and chased after him.

He did not try his best to pursue him before, and even half of his strength was useless. He was not trying to let these witch tribes go, but just to force them away.

Start fighting on Buzhou Mountain. Even if you win in the end, the demon clan will not be able to suffer heavy casualties. Injuring one thousand enemies and 800 damages themselves, this kind of thing is not what Zhao Ming wants to do now.

More importantly, if you guessed correctly, the great witch would have been constrained by the immortals on the Kunlun Mountain front. But as long as the Eastern Prince does not announce his march to Buzhou Mountain for a day, the witch clan may mobilize the great witch to pursue it at any time.

What I have to do now is to take advantage of the emptiness of the witch clan and create chaos again, so that the witch clan has no time to take care of the heavens.

They followed the Wu clan army and took action from time to time, making the tension extremely severe. Everyone in the Wu clan was in danger and could only run away regardless of everything.

After feeling far enough away from Zhoushan, Zhaoming began to take action with all his strength.

Facing the domineering Yin-Yang Xuanhuo, how can ordinary witch clans stop it? Chasing them all the way, and the corpse remains under the flames.

If this continues, I don’t know how many witch tribes will die in the sea of ​​fire. Xiangzhou and several other witches have no choice but to turn back and join hands to restrain Zhaoming.

Without the suppression of Buzhou Mountain, it is different from the fragile body of the immortal clan. The five upper witches joined forces to fight against Zhaoming.

If you continue to fight like this, you can naturally restrain it, but Zhaoming is not here to fight at this moment. He is trying to kill. Only by killing the witch clan is worried and killing the witch clan is troubled by the witch clan, can the demon army be safer.

The fire escape technique gave him a unique speed. Even Meng Jiu was not as good as him. Even if several witches joined forces at this moment, he would be able to advance and retreat freely. With a little chance, he used the fire escape technique to escape from the surrounding five people and attacked the witch army that fled in panic with the spinning sky fire.

"Damn it, stop him!" Xiangzhou roared loudly, igniting the power of water to extinguish the Zhaoming flame.

Unfortunately, Zhaoming's power towards the flames was beyond his water movement. Faced with his water movement power, the Xuanji Tianhuo not only did not have the tendency to extinguish, but even wanted to ignite the water movement power.

Bai Qiu's figure was revealed and the long sword in his hand had arrived in front of Zhaoming. This witch clan who was proficient in assassination techniques was no longer at all dangerous to Zhaoming.

In his eyes, such a long sword seemed soft and powerless, and could not cause any harm to the body of the Immortal King's magic weapon.

However, Zhaoming wanted to further attack the other party's morale and did not give Bai Qiu a chance to hurt himself. He easily escaped with the fire escape technique, leaving only a red afterimage.

Zhu Kai gathered fire to fight, but unfortunately this was tantamount to insulting oneself. The flames that were controlled instantly assimilated in front of Xuanji Tianhuo.

"Hang him, Meng Jiu, haven't your Meng family always been proud of speed? Hide him!"

The prime minister was angry, not only for Zhaoming, but for himself and others.

Once upon a time, several famous witches now faced a late-stage person with no choice, or felt like they were fooled by the other party.

This is a weakness that can shame the entire witch clan.

He didn't dare, but he was helpless. He was obviously in the sub-saint realm, but he really didn't understand how this Fire-Swallowing Demon was so powerful.

Meng Jiu was scolded by Xiangzhou, his eyes turned red. He held a long halberd and poured all his strength into the blockade, intending to block Zhaoming's way.

Unfortunately, he wasted his ability to be the first in speed in his peers, but he still couldn't compare to Zhaoming's fire escape technique. It was not only useless, but even could not keep up with the opponent's speed for the time being.

After passing Meng Jiu's battle, he forced Bai Qiu to retreat with flames. Tong Wu, a fist of heaven's wrath was blown out, almost directly shattering the spear in Xiangzhou's hand. With a flash, another fire escape technique rushed out.

A burst of laughter made the witch clan creepy. Zhaoming was covered in flames, like a phoenix rushing towards the scattered witch clan army in the distance.
Chapter completed!