At this moment, Zhaoming probably never thought that Luohu, who was fighting with him, was not the original Demon Ancestor. The real Demon Ancestor was watching the battle here with Marshal White Tiger thousands of miles away.

"If you want to kill him, why should you help him!" Marshal Baihu said expressionlessly.

"There are many reasons!" Luohu smiled and said, "Once I'm here to repay you with favors, you can help me get the twelve-grade black lotus to suppress the luck of the Demon Realm. I'll give you an immortal king who can take on the throne of the demon clan. You know the cause and effect so well, do you think?"

Marshal White Tiger shook his head: "It's definitely not just that."

He did not refuse this matter, but Luohu only got him out of the demon refining pot after the war started. If it was really to understand the cause and effect, it should be agreed in advance, otherwise as long as he did not agree, what he did was useless.

Luohu smiled: "Of course it's not just that simple."

He looked at Zhaoming, who was fighting against the thunder tribulation in the distance under the power of weakness, sighed and said, "Some people, if you don't force him to a place of death, he will never know how great his potential is."

"He has carried too many extraordinary achievements, but most of them have just refined his appearance and lost his marrow."

"If the Twelve Ancestor Witches were born, if no one intervened, even if the Immortals and the Demons joined forces, they would be defeated. Or if the Twelve Ancestor Witches were not used, the high priest of the Witch Clan alone would be enough to rebel against the Qiankun, but he was just waiting for the opportunity."

"So you attracted him to the Demon Realm?" asked Marshal Baihu. He also knew some of the causes of the incident at this moment.

After pausing for a moment, he suddenly understood something and said, "It's not you. It's your master!"

Luohu nodded, and did not deny it: "The high priest of the witch clan is too strong, he hides too much. It makes people think that he is just like this, and even once concealed the Wuliang Heavenly Lord. In fact, he, who has obtained the twelve-grade green lotus, has the ability to deduce the prehistoric world. If I guess correctly, even if he has not reached the Supreme, he is at least the emperor."

"My master is resurrected, and few people in the world know that. Those who know him wisely choose Mingzhe to protect themselves. If the news of his resurrection is spread, the impact will be extraordinary. Especially once Hongjun feels the aura, he will definitely do his best to get rid of this person who threatens the balance of the way of heaven."

"To increase the chances of winning in this game, Zhaoming must become stronger. If he takes action in the prehistoric world, the high priest of the Witch Clan will definitely know. Once he knows that my master exists, all the layout will be in chaos and defeated."

"As far as the Tao is today, his only blind spot is my demon world. Unless he comes here in person, he will not know anything that happens here."

Marshal Baihu understood a lot, looked at the battlefield ahead and asked, "Are you going to improve his strength like this?"

At this time, Zhaoming had already endured the Canghai Mingle Tribulation and ushered in the fourth heavenly Tribulation.

At the same time, the demon ancestor Luohu at the battle also condensed the fourth character.

"The fourth level of the Demonic Heaven, the damage star!"

The purple aura was like a vine tangled, and it was instantly imprinted on Zhaoming's body.

The damage star does not see the direct attack power. It only amplifies the damage and pain it has endured nearly a hundred times. I saw Zhaoming's already scarred body, with a puff, blood splattering, like a fountain. The breath was even weaker, and the situation was worrying.

"Will it be too much?"

Marshal White Tiger could not help but express such feelings. This was just the fourth heavenly tribulation that it was hard to fight. If he waited for the ninth heavenly tribulation, he would definitely die.

Luohu shook his head: "You don't understand, the Trinity. It is different from the talent obtained by the Three-Foot Sword and the luck obtained by Chen Pan. Zhaoming only has one burden: potential!"

"Although I can't feel anything, my master said that Zhaoming's hidden potential is so great that he feels terrifying."

"I don't know what extent a monk's calculation can reach. But I believe that until now, everything is still under the guidance of Chen Pan."

"He created Zhaoming not just to make him an ordinary strong man, but to make him a despicable existence who can be more than a three-foot sword."

"He!" Marshal Baihu was a little surprised. He was indeed optimistic about this demon clan that looked exactly the same as Pangu, but he would never think that he could reach the level of a strong man who could not give birth to a slight competitive spirit.

Luohu nodded: "The power of order is indeed powerful, but it is not unique. When I saw Wuji's means from my master's power of time, I finally realized that there are other ways in this world that can reach the peak level."

"The way of power is by no means relying on brute force to compete for power, but rather understanding what the so-called force is from the deepest level. It is not just brute force, but all the power that can be used."

"When Chen Pan defeated my master, he realized the three words left to him by Wuji: Unstoppable!"

"The ultimate power is not to guide all forces, but unstoppable. Just as Wuji said back then, others have extreme ways, and his way is Wuji. With Wuji, there is extreme battle, and with infinite possibilities, fighting for a temporary peak. When encountering strong, it is strong. As long as his fist is strong enough, anyone will be left behind by him."

Speaking of this, Luohu suddenly smiled knowingly: "I really want to know what a scene it would be if one day the Three-foot sword and Wuji faced each other and fought in the same realm."

What kind of scene is that Marshal Baihu has no intention of knowing it for the time being, but just asked in confusion: "What does what you said have to do with Zhaoming?"

"The ultimate power is unstoppable, what will be the ultimate fire?"

At this moment, the fourth heavenly tribulation had been passed in the battlefield. With the deepening of the damage, Zhaoming was like a pool of soft flesh, unable to even stand, but just floating in the sky.

With the loud "boom" sound, the fifth heavenly tribulation has arrived.

Endless fire fell from the sky, and the yin and yang and mysterious fire intertwined, almost evolving into the true fire of the sun. The terrifying flame made countless demons unable to resist retreating quickly. Even though they knew that the demon ancestor was there, the power of the heavenly tribulation could not hurt themselves, the fear in their hearts was still irresistible.

"The fifth level of the Demonic Heaven, the Aging Star!"

A white light flew out from the "Demon Ancestor" and directly hit Zhaoming. In an instant, a terrible passing force appeared all over his body. Although it was scarred but still strong, the body began to shrink instantly, and the vitality of life began to disappear in his body. In an instant, the grayish white hair turned into an old age.

This is not only aging on the surface, but also aging on the power of life, and all states are greatly reduced.

With the loud bang, endless flames instantly drowned everything.

"What is the ultimate of fire? I think it is destruction!"

Luohu looked at the endless flames ahead and said excitedly: "Burn everything, the world, and even the great way of heaven and earth. Burn all his enemies and everything he wants to destroy."

"If the earth is uneven, it will be burned. If the heaven is unfair, it will be burned. If the world cannot reach my eyes, it will be burned together."

"What Chen Pan left in his body is this potential. When all these potentials burst out, either the world is burned to pieces, or it is reborn in Nirvana in the ashes."

"And what I did was just a sharper file that made the light inside him flash earlier."

Marshal Baihu immediately asked with a serious look on his face: "What if he can't stand it? You don't see much beautiful jade being directly destroyed by the jade-making man!"

A wicked smile appeared on Luohu's lips: "If you can't stand it, it means that he is just like this. No matter how good a piece of jade is destroyed, it is garbage and no one cares."

That appearance naturally made Marshal Baihu take a deep breath, and a hint of worry surged in his heart.

And Luohu suddenly laughed loudly and said, "Look, he has begun the journey of Nirvana. But this is just the beginning. If he cannot reach the true Nirvana and rebirth today, he will die here."

In the battlefield, the sky fire burned and did not dissipate for a long time. When the power of the heavenly tribulation gradually dissipated, a figure that could no longer be described as a human figure stood up with difficulty.

"I'm not dead yet!" A large number of demons exclaimed in such anger.

The leader of the Heavenly Demon Clan and others saw an even more incredible scene. The unborn monk who had been tortured by the heavenly tribulation quickly squirmed with the wound on his body, and his breath became calm at a strange speed.

That person is recovering, and is recovering at a speed that is beyond everyone's recognition.

The blood stopped, the wound was relieved, and all the broken bones were connected. The injuries in the body were back to the time when they were not destroyed, and became stronger.

The recovery speed exceeded everyone's understanding. In the blink of an eye, the person who seemed to be dying actually returned to his peak condition.

"Phoenix Nirvana Technique plus the furnace body refining* is indeed amazing!" The white-haired Demon Ancestor laughed: "Everyone thinks Nirvana is the innate instinct of the Phoenix clan, but he didn't know that this is actually a magical power hidden in the Phoenix Nirvana Technique."

"It's like a flame burning the world, either completely destroyed or destroyed before it is established. Today, you have finally used this technique to show a little bit of the demeanor."

"But this is not enough. The charm of Phoenix Nirvana is not that it can be reborn after death, but that it can become stronger in every situation where death is inevitable. I wonder if it can be done."

"You will know if you kill me!"

Zhaoming soared into the sky, as if the true spirit of fire killed the white-haired demon ancestor.

At this time, the heavenly tribulation came, but he turned a blind eye. Killing the enemy in front of him is more important than passing the tribulation himself.

"Haha, OK!"

The white-haired Demon Ancestor laughed loudly, spread his hands together, and a character emerged, guiding the power of heaven and earth, and the power of the demon was vast.

"The Sixth Heaven of Morala, the Backfire Star."

A mysterious light shot directly into Zhaoming's body like a meteor chasing the moon, and a golden light appeared like a thorn.

"boom!"

Naba Jue punched and passed through the heavy blocking, and finally hit the Demon Ancestor for the first time.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Endless flames burst out, shattering the earth and causing the entire stone arena to rise rapidly.
Chapter completed!