Speaking and doing Taoism, the Demon Ancestor finished speaking and imprisoned his cultivation in the realm of the Great Perfection of the Sub-Saint, which was comparable to Zhaoming.

Although the Demon Ancestor still took an absolute advantage with his supreme state of mind and cultivation at the same level, no one can say anything about him anymore.

As he said, except for the battle with Taoist Master Hongjun 3,600 years ago, he never planned any fair battle in his life.

Either they strive for vitality under the brim of strong enemies, or act with strategies and suppress the opponent with absolute advantage, leaving the opponent with nowhere to fight back.

"Let's start, I don't have much time with you!"

As soon as the Demon Ancestor finished speaking, he slapped out his palm, and the demonic energy was vast and turned into a huge demon claw to kill Zhaoming.

The Claw of the Demon, 3,600 years ago, the Demon Ancestor's move that made the world famous may not be his strongest move, but it was the move he used the most, because since he began to design the prehistoric world, not many people could block his claw.

Although he still had various thoughts in his mind to find out how to rescue Lihua, since the battle had begun, Zhaoming no longer thought about it. He raised his hand and punched the Heavenly Wrath Fist, and went straight to meet him without dodging or avoiding.

Once upon a time, I even dared to deal with Pangu, but how could I retreat without fighting when facing the Demon Ancestor?

He greeted each other with one claw and one punch, as if two huge stars were slamming each other, and the gathering power exploded instantly.

The flames and demonic energy swayed into the nine heavens, covering the purple sun in the sky. The energy and the energy of heaven and earth roared, like a terrifying ferocious beast bombarding the huge stone arena below.

With a thump, the energy that hit the stone arena and the energy of heaven and earth split instantly, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, as if it had never appeared.

The prohibition set up by the Demon Ancestor will naturally not be broken so easily. And the other party made such a thing as soon as it appeared, and it was obvious that he was preparing to give Zhaoming only a chance.

"Boom!"

There were another loud noise, and the aftermath was released, and huge waves of air separated the two figures. The Demon Ancestor retreated more than a hundred meters and stood long, while Zhaoming retreated hundreds of meters before he stopped his body. Although it was not a judgement of the highest level, the gap between strength had been shown.

"Good fist!" The Demon Ancestor looked in his eyes: "Brutal and domineering, so powerful. Among the fists I have seen, only Pangu's dragon fist can surpass you."

Zhaoming said loudly: "This fist is angry, and he is specifically committed to resisting the injustice of the world!"

The Demon Ancestor nodded and said, "Heaven angry, a good name. But it is hard to say whether it is to resist the injustice of the world or to create the injustice of the world. Although boxing is good, it is still far from winning me."

"It's all right!" Zhao Ming shouted loudly, transformed into the demon emperor's battle body, and six flying fire meteors guided endless flames. He held the Fist of Heaven's Rage, and killed the Demon Ancestor again. Defense is not his personality. This time, he has to take the initiative to attack.

The fist of heaven's wrath rushed in front with an unstoppable momentum. Six flying fire meteors guided the flames, like thousands of troops following them.

"In this way, there is a hint of power of heaven's anger. Unfortunately, it's not enough!"

The Demon Ancestor shook his head and waved it casually, attracting endless demonic energy. It rolled in his palm like a tide, turning into a very strange force.

"The demon breaks through the eight wildernesses!"

With one palm, the demonic energy surged, like a long river, rushing endlessly. Under the impact, all six flying fire meteors and the Fist of Heavenly Rage were separated in an instant.

Thousands of troops were broken and the fist of heaven was also affected by the demonic energy, and its power was greatly reduced.

Demon breaks through the Eight Desolations, this is the magical power used by the Demon Ancestor to resolve the target's offensive in the worldly demonic skills. The attacks condensed into a rope are reduced by one, two, four, and four, and one by one, so that the opponent's means of ten of its true qi will only exert 30% of its power.

With one palm, he resolved Zhaoming's attack, and saw the Demon Ancestor raise his hand and turn into a palm sword and fall down. The Bajue Demon Aura condensed, the Great Heavenly Demon Sword, and the most common attack moves in the Demon Ancestor's Demon Claws are more powerful.

With one sword, the momentum of creating the world was as if to cut down everything blocking the front, whether it was a human or an object.

Zhaoming had just raised his arms to block it, and was hit by the Great Demon Sword, and the demonic sword light penetrated through his body.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Zhaoming was directly chopped down to the ring. Even though the stone ring was harder than imagined, a large pit with a radius of more than two meters was smashed. The body with the rolling flames instantly bounced up tens of thousands of meters high. The force can be seen.

Before he could stop, he saw the Demon Ancestor step forward, as if he had traveled through time and space, and appeared directly beside him. The demonic energy burst out, and everyone felt that a flash of tears in front of him, and the Demon Ancestor actually turned into four.

The Four Pole Demon Body, after the Demon Ancestor was enfeoffed with the Demon Realm, he comprehended the power of the Four Symbols in the Demon Refining Pot and realized it. He transformed into four demon bodies and possessed the Four Pole Powers of the Demon Realm, which was extremely powerful.

The Claw of the Heavenly Demon, the Great Heavenly Demon Sword. The two of them used their claws and the sword energy to hit them directly from all directions. The terrible energy echoed each other, and Zhaoming emitted a dim light of destruction all over his body.

"boom!"

Another shocking sound was heard, and the light of destruction burst out, and Zhaoming's figure flew out, rushing towards the nine heavens like a meteor.

A mysterious light flashed, and the Demon Ancestor appeared directly above Zhaoming, gathering thousands of demonic energy, and releasing endless purple light under his feet, all like the purple sun in the sky.

"The Demon Tower is vast!"

He shouted loudly and stepped on it, as if a spring that was compressed to the extreme exploded instantly. A red light flashed between the sky and the earth, and Zhaoming was trampled into the stone arena with a fire and purple aftermath.

Even if there is a restriction on the heavens, a large pit of more than a thousand meters has been stepped on at this moment.

"good!"

Some demons couldn't help but shout, not because they had to slap their horses, but because they were convinced and applauded. The seemingly simple moves defeated these monks who were radiating their power in time. How comfortable.

A large number of demons couldn't help but shout: "The Demon Ancestor is mighty, the Demon Ancestor is mighty."

Amid the shouts that were like a tsunami of mountains and tsunamis, Zhaoming stood up in a pit of a thousand meters, covered in bruises and spitting blood.

He is worthy of being the supreme emperor of the Demon Realm. Even if he is just like himself, his strength is stronger than any monk he has ever seen. Looking at the world, I am afraid that only Taoist ancestor Hongjun and that inexplicable black cloak can be compared with him.

If the furnace body refining* had not been cultivated to the realm of the Immortal King's Divine Weapon, the battle would have ended at this moment.

He gasped for several times, and the furnace body refining was activated to quickly recover from his injuries. The Demon Ancestor did not have the idea of ​​ending the battle in a hurry, but just watched silently from the side.

After he fully recovered, Zhaoming's eyes shone brightly in his battle light, his body flashed, and the fire escape technique was instantly in front of the Demon Ancestor, and he raised his hand and punched him out.

"The Fire Escape Technique can be said to be your only one in this era. Unfortunately, you are still far from being connected. The demon moves with the sky."

The Demon Ancestor smiled slightly, and his figure turned into infinite fragments, passing through Zhaoming's fist, disappearing without a trace. Even if the aftermath of the Heavenly Wrath Fist swept through and bombarded infinite fragments, it would be useless.

When I turned around, I found that the Demon Ancestor was standing behind him, unscathed.

The devil moves with the sky, which is a dodge technique in the world of demonic skills. It not only turns the body into pieces, but also uses the demonic energy to connect the space, just like a super powerful escape technique. Not to mention it, even the Taoist ancestors three thousand and six hundred years ago had no choice but to pick it up.

However, Zhaoming was not an ordinary cultivator. He was already ready to not be attacked. The fire escape technique flashed and approached the Demon Ancestor. He raised his hand and clawed it directly on the Demon Ancestor's arm.

The magical power of the chaos of the five elements is activated, and the flame pattern is poured into the opponent's body.

This magical power was left by the creation of heaven and earth, and even the Nine-headed Emperor was amazed at that time. Although Zhaoming was still far from Dacheng, once he was hit, even the Demon Ancestor would inevitably suffer a great loss.

But who is the Demon Ancestor? How could Zhaoming succeed? He just smiled faintly: "This magical power is good, but unfortunately, you can't compare to the devil's substitute for Hongjuntian's legal magical power back then."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Demon Ancestor's body turned into a squirming black shadow, instantly turning into a body exactly the same as him, absorbing all Zhaoming's skills. His original deity stood aside and looked at Zhaoming slowly like watching flowers and the moon.

The substitute technique directly resolved all attacks, which made Zhao Ming frown slightly, but his hands were not slow, and he activated the flames to fly out overwhelmingly, turning into a huge flame cage, shrinking rapidly, and threatening the demon ancestor to come.

The flame cage combined with the pillar of aurora illuminates thousands of mountains and rivers, with its power exceeding ordinary means and can also limit the opponent's actions. It has been tried and tested.

But this method only caused the Demon Ancestor to smile slightly, slowly stretched out his claw, and five demonic energy flew out from his five fingers, as if five long needles were directly pierced into the flame prison.

"The demon erodes bones!"

As soon as the words fell, the magic light flashed, and the five demonic energy was like a straw, absorbing all the flame prisons. In the blink of an eye, it was broken. This is a magical power to absorb the power of others. Although it cannot be completely transformed into one's own use, it is somewhat restored. More importantly, it is to resolve the magical powers while increasing the consumption of the other party.

The Supreme of the Demon Realm is not only strong, but also has weird supernatural powers beyond imagination, making Zhao Mingkong full of strength and difficult to exert.

But no matter how hard it is, you have to fight yourself.

Zhaoming did not dare to relax at all, so he soared into the air, with the fist of Tianwu in his left hand and the Cang Yanjie in his right hand rushed towards the Demon Ancestor again.

"Demon impact!"

A wave of mental power guided the demonic energy to rush in, as if the storm was rushing directly to Zhaoming turn attack into defense. By the time the attack was resolved with the help of the Rin Divine Art, the Demon Ancestor had already soared into the air and raised his right hand.

"I didn't think of you at first, but the Fist of Heavenly Wrath gave me some good things. Unfortunately, you don't seem to know much about the magical powers you created. It's really a waste to have a baby treasure jade without knowing it."

As he spoke, endless demonic energy condensed on his fist and punched him out.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The ninth level of roar came, causing Zhaoming's pupils to shrink.
Chapter completed!