After passing through the space passage, he felt the direction of the battle ahead, and the breath of the immortal king and the witch came. Zhaoming's first reaction was to escape. "Anyway, there was no immortal king among his group, so it was definitely not his own people who fought.

But after seeing the two people fighting clearly, he immediately changed his mind. The people who took action were Taoist Hongyun and the great witch Xing Chong.

Among the several immortal kings who tried to enter the Sea of ​​Clouds and Smoke at the same time, Taoist Taiqing and Taoist Shangqing were both hostile to him. Taoist Yuqing seemed to have a tendency to help him. After all, during the Battle of Buzhou Mountain, he blocked several great witches who wanted to attack him.

Zhen Yuanzi and Taoist Hongyun have given him some kind of favor. After all, if the two of them had not taken action in the battle of Wuchao, the consequences would probably be not just as simple as the death of Zifeng Fairy, and even the others would not be able to escape.

At this time, when Taoist Hongyun and Xing Chong were fighting, Zhaoming naturally wanted to help.

The realm of the Immortal King of Hongyun Taoist, the Taoist Dharma is mysterious. One hand urges the red clouds to be like a crazy dragon fighting Xing Chong, and the other hand holds a big red gourd, pouring over the Lipo Star Sand.

This big red gourd is called Jiujiu Santa Soul Gourd, which attacks the soul the most powerfully. Unfortunately, the witch clan has no soul, but only relying on a war soul to practice, the Jiujiu Santa Soul Gourd has no effect at all, and can only mess up the other party's mind.

On the other hand, the great witch Xing Chong is the best in the witch clan. Although he does not have other natural magical powers, he is afraid that the ancestor witch is strong and tough, even if he is a little inferior to him.

At this time, no one dared to walk around easily in the sea of ​​clouds and smoke. The man who was forced to fight with him could only fight with him. Facing the fist that seemed to be crushing a mountain, there were dangers everywhere from time to time.

If this continues, I am afraid it will not take long to lose.

Zhaoming held his breath and calmed his breath for the opportunity. When Xing Chong fought with Taoist Hongyun and turned his back to him, he suddenly started to attack, held the red light in his hand, mobilized his true energy, and knocked out a fist of heaven's rage.

If it is someone else, it will naturally be difficult to react, but this is a great witch. He has amazing cultivation. He immediately forced the Hongyun Taoist to retreat from the Hongyun hand, and turned around and punched him directly to meet him.

"Okay, you fire-swallowing demon, you dare to attack. You won't die!"

Xing Chong shouted loudly. Two powerful punches were shaking. The energy roared and hit the four directions, causing the clouds and smoke to disintegrate everywhere. Zhaoming only felt sweet when his throat became sweet. His eyes turned black and he had already flew backwards.

It’s also a blessing that he has a furnace to refine his body, otherwise any sub-saint in the world could withstand the torture and a furious punch.

While flying backwards, I was worried about touching the space channel, so I instinctively activated the fire escape technique to move forward, but I directly approached Xing Chong's body, and crises arose.

How could Xing Chong let go of such an opportunity? He shouted loudly and his fist was about to fall down like a mountain.

Seeing that Zhaoming was in danger, the Taoist Hongyun beside him held a mysterious light and shouted: "Qi!"

The red light hit Xing Chong's chest directly, making him stagger. But the Taoist Hongyun was also breathless. The secret technique just now mobilized the true energy of his natal body to emit, hurting the enemy for one thousand and hurting himself eight hundred.

Especially for Xing Chong, a person with thick skin and flesh, he really hurts his enemies for eight hundred times and hurts himself a thousand times.

After repelling Xing Chong for a few steps, Taoist Hongyun landed in front of Zhaoming, his face pale slightly, and he said softly: "Thank you for your help, fellow Taoist, this person is too strong, you go first, he can't do anything to me for a moment."

Unexpectedly, in such a world, there would be people who care so much about a person who is not a fellow tribe or even a stranger. Zhaoming was also surprised.

Such people are considered to be one less dead in the prehistoric world. Zhaoming immediately stood up straight, regulated his breathing and restored his true energy.

"So what if the two join forces? Let me kill you, let you know what the Lord of the Prehistoric World is!"

At this time, Xing Chong also recovered from the previous attack. Looking at the Taoist Hongyun and Zhaoming standing together, he burst into laughter.

Seeing that Xing Chong was preparing to attack again, Zhaoming was not afraid and sneered: "You witch grandson don't run away later."

As soon as he finished speaking, his heart immediately moved, and a mysterious light flashed in his hand, and the three-foot bronze sword was already in his hand. He also regretted it at this moment. He was not used to fighting with treasures on weekdays, but he forgot that he had this magic weapon.

If he had used this three-foot bronze sword to sneak attack, then if he fought hard, he would probably be the other party who would suffer.

Seeing this treasure that was thrown by the Taoist ancestor, Xing Chong immediately restrained his laughter. In the previous battle, he had seen the divine power of this thing, and even the high priest could not stop him.

It is undeniable that you can rely on your realm to suppress it, making it difficult for the other party to cut yourself to find flaws. However, this fire-swallowing demon has amazing magical powers and is not that easy to have the art of fire escape.

Moreover, there is an immortal king around you to restrain him, and the consequences are unpredictable if one is careless.

He thought so in his heart, and naturally cautious, but the warlike nature of the witch tribe made him abandon the idea of ​​escaping and shouted: "It's not that easy to cross the realm with a treasure."

With a roar, he took the initiative to attack. As soon as he made an action, he saw red clouds flying over, covering the surroundings, like mud, making it difficult for him to move freely.

Goodbye to Taoist Hongyun stood in the void, pinching the magic tricks in his hand, and muttering words. Seeing that his face was slightly red and his sweat was cold, I thought this technique that could limit the Great Witch was not so easy to use.

Although the hearts of Hongyun Taoist people are good, they have experienced so many chaos and experienced Taoists. When they see the magic weapon in Zhaoming's hand, they immediately thought of trying their best to restrain them.

With Xing Chong's strength, the Hongyun can be quickly shattered, but such a battle will only take a moment to affect the situation.

How could Zhaoming let go of such an opportunity? He flashed his body and had already reached Xing Chong's side. He held a three-foot bronze sword in his hand, without any moves or postures, and just swung the sword directly to slash it.

Xing Chong used his powerful force to shatter the Hongyun. He had just escaped, but it was too late to retreat, so he could only block it with his fist in a hurry.

But how could he survive the divine sword that the high priest could not stop? But when the sword light fell, his fist was directly shattered and half fell.

Zhaoming's strength was old, but he activated the Pear Immortal Step, and used flame spray to help him lifted the three-foot bronze sword in his hand towards the sky. With a scream of pain, it seemed as if tofu was cut open, Xing Chong's arm fell down.

Zhaoming is definitely not a soft-hearted and kind person who takes advantage of the situation to kill Xing Chong's head with the three-foot bronze sword in his hand.

But the opponent was a great witch after all, and it was rare to be killed by him twice. How could he be injured again? He absorbed his true energy in his chest and vomited it with great force. His entire body was almost dodged by the fatal sword.

In a hurry, the force was extremely strong, and the huge figure retreated far away, triggering a space channel to disappear immediately from the eyes of the two of them.

Zhaoming did not pursue, but just looked ahead in a daze. Although he did not understand swordsmanship, he was also the cultivation level of the sub-saint. His hard attack just now cut a clear path between the clouds and smoke.

Although it is only a few dozen meters long, it makes people feel refreshed and extremely comfortable.

And this is not the most important thing. When Zhaoming just fell from his sword, he clearly saw a space vortex appear where the sword light was, and then it was shattered by the sword light, without leaving any left.

Could it be that this three-foot bronze sword has the power to cut the space channel?

This thought made Zhaoming feel happy and even forgot to pursue the victory. Zixiao Palace is right in front of him, not a phantom, but a real thing. It is a place that is close to the world, but it cannot be reached because there are countless space channels between him and Zixiao Palace, and people will be sent away easily.

If you move forward purely towards Zixiao Palace, you don’t need to think too much, and you will definitely not be able to reach it for the rest of your life.

But if a three-foot bronze sword can break the space channel, it will be completely different. If you don’t make any other considerations, just swing the sword in the direction of Zixiao Palace and break these obstacles of progress one by one, you can reach Zixiao Palace.

Immediately, I didn't think too much, rushed into the open road without clouds, raised my hand and slashed it towards me with another sword.

Wherever the sword light arrived, clouds and smoke flashed to both sides. A space channel hidden in it appeared, and was directly cut into pieces by the sword light, and then disappeared.

Zhaoming rushed forward, but there was no situation where he was sent away by the space passage.

"It is worthy of being the divine weapon given by the Taoist ancestor! It's indeed amazing!"

At this moment, Taoist Hongyun also discovered this situation and was very happy. He did not have the intention to kill people by catching treasures, but just felt that as long as he followed Zhaoming, he would definitely reach Zixiao Palace.

If it were someone else, Zhaoming would naturally dump him before doing things, but he had a great favor to Taoist Hongyun. He immediately greeted him and continued to open the way with a three-foot bronze sword.

After walking for a long time, I saw other monks appear soon. They looked dressed as overseas demons.

No matter what, it was the same clan. Zhaoming was about to greet him, but he saw the demon clan with a look of fear, so he found a space passage and went straight through.

Keep moving forward and meet other monks again, this is true.

It took a while before Zhaoming realized that the world of cultivation has always been cruel. When looking for opportunities, it is mostly the idea of ​​"killing one, and losing one competitor."

Behind him, Taoist Hongyun was the immortal king, and he was not only a sub-saint, but also waved his sword all the way forward. The monks were naturally worried that they would be killed by him and Taoist Hongyun, so they would not escape.

In this way, Zhaoming could only smile and shook his head and sigh.

I am a demon clan and Taoist Hongyun is an immortal clan. No matter which clan I meet, as long as I am not a witch clan, I will naturally not take action easily. If nothing unexpected happens to me, I should be able to reach Zixiao Palace.

This sea of ​​clouds and mist is vast, and now these people are not sure where they have been spread. It is difficult to do if they want to come here again.

To some extent, this was also an opportunity, but because of this missed, Zhaoming couldn't help but sigh: Could it be that God will do so?

It is no wonder that the Taoist ancestor says that those with opportunities are not those with strength.

I sighed and continued to move forward. The half-year period is probably approaching, and it would be a pity to miss it.

With a sword, he suddenly saw a black shadow flying towards him. He was about to fight, but he felt a familiar breath and hurriedly pulled away his sword and took over the black shadow.
Chapter completed!