The heavenly tribulation was submerged, the volcano was thundering, and a terrifying desolate force swept across the eight wildernesses.

Countless demons were frightened. A man who dared to attack the Demon Ancestor was an existence that could not be measured by a normal mentality, especially the strength he showed at this moment was enough to be comparable to the Immortal King.

Although it is not clear how powerful the Demon King Wan Jiang will take, everyone knows at least one thing. If you search the entire Demon World, you can't find any sub-saint who can take this punch.

One punch can directly kill the sub-saints in the Great Perfect Realm. Such combat power is the Immortal King. At least for so many years, all demons have always believed this.

I wanted to get as close as possible to the ring and see the Demon Ancestor Yingzi, but at this moment I was helpless and shocked by the wave of excretion and had to retreat far away, and didn't even dare to make noise again.

"boom!"

Amid the shocking explosion, the heavenly tribulation disappeared, revealing two figures.

A person who had broken half of his body, lost one hand and one shoulder, was the Demon Ancestor.

The other one is a candle that seems to have been melted halfway through. It can only be said to be a figure, not a human form, a pool of rotten meat, and it is impossible to distinguish the arms and head and facial features of the upper body.

"Ha ha!"

The Demon Ancestor was not injured at this moment, but he didn't care at all and laughed loudly: "This kind of fist finally looks like a real person. Unfortunately, you were hit by the Backfire Star, and you have suffered more damage to me."

"Recover, there are three heavenly tribulations. If you can hold on, you are the strongest demon clan in the future. If you can't hold on, you can bury it here. Save the embarrassment when you go back. Don't worry, I will let Lihua die of humiliation and then bury her by your side."

"Shut up!"

A roar seemed to be a bit leaking, making people unable to hear it. The spoiled meat slowly squirmed, and soon turned into a human form, gradually becoming clearer, which was Zhaoming.

He recovered a little of his mind at this moment, and he didn't understand why his physical recovery ability suddenly became so fast. After all, the biggest advantage of the furnace body refining* is that his defense is amazing. But he suddenly understood a little.

If you guess correctly, the so-called Phoenix Nirvana Technique is a magical power hidden in the Phoenix Marrow Cleansing Technique. It is precisely because of the Phoenix Marrow Cleansing Technique that the Phoenix Clan has the possibility of Nirvana rebirth.

But this technique was too harsh. In ancient times, only the Phoenix Clan could practice it. It was a coincidence that I was gifted, otherwise even if it was in harmony with Fire, I would have to sigh.

On the other hand, we must say that the Demon Ancestor is the most powerful. He is indeed the Demon Ancestor who is the best at peeping into others' hearts. However, when you communicate casually, you will find the things you most taboo and care about in your heart.

Under the influence of the magic skill, I only used a few words to make myself escape from anger and lose my mind. Even though I knew this, when I heard that I wanted to let Lihua suffer all the humiliation, I would feel endless anger surge in my heart.

"Are you angry? Why? It's because you think that the woman you care about will be humiliated? No, that's not the case!" The Demon Ancestor shook his head: "What you are angry about is that you know that there will be such consequences, but you know that no matter how hard you try, you can't beat me down. Then change everything."

"Shut up!"

Zhaoming took a deep breath, and a roar shocked the earth. The fire surged into the sky and wrapped him in an instant. His figure flashed, and he was already killing the Demon Ancestor.

"Wow!"

A loud noise came from all directions. It roared like thunder and thunder. Goodbye, infinite sword energy surged out of the disaster clouds, turning into a sword of Yin and Yang and Five Elements, like a heavy rain pouring in.

The terrifying power, sharp sword intent, and the madness of the world made countless demon ancestors feel dark in front of them, as if they felt it personally, as if they were falling down, and some even more, they screamed out loud and trembled continuously.

At the same time, the white-haired Demon Ancestor spread out his hand and condensed a mysterious character, danced gently, and slapped it out with a palm.

"The Seventh Heaven of Morala, the Furious Star."

A ray of red light shot like a flying star shooting into the sun, instantly shooting into Zhaoming's body.

There was no attack power, but Zhaoming, who was rushing violently, suddenly stagnated, and then his breath became stronger. A red light flashed in his eyes, and two pairs of flames rushed out and soared into the sky.

"ah!"

With a roar, the breath was wild, and he gave up the white-haired demon ancestor, soared into the sky, and rushed directly towards the Wuliang Sword Tribulation.

He raised his hand and punched the Heavenly Wrath Fist, with an extremely violent and unstoppable force, blasted towards the sky.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, most of the infinite sword tribulation was shattered. The power of that punch was like a bright sun star rising, sweeping across the world.

Guided by the Demon Ancestor's urging, Zhaoming's anger entered a new level, and there was the violent killing intent brought by the violent star, which further strengthened the power. Even if he did not enter the realm of the Immortal King, the power of this punch was already stronger than that of the Immortal King at the primary level.

However, the Wuliang Sword Tribulation is not the only one. The energy that was shattered is rapidly sufficient, and a new sword tribulation is transformed into a vast and overwhelming place.

This is the power of yin and yang and five elements, which are mutually reliant and continuous. It not only tests the explosive power of the respondent, but also tests the durable combat power of the respondent.

At this moment, the power in Zhaoming's body was so violent that it was hard to contain. Under the madness, another punch was condensed and about to be bombarded.

As soon as he was moving, he suddenly let out a "ah" cry of pain. When his arm exploded with a "bang", the flesh and blood scattered, and a large stream of blood was sprayed out wrapped in flames.

"Haha!" At this time, a loud laugh from the Demon Ancestor came: "The Furious Star will not make you increase your strength as simple as it can make you stupid and lose control while the power in your body is too strong."

The true energy in the body was activated to a terrible state, surpassing the sub-saint realm, and directly entering the Immortal King realm, or even the Great Immortal King realm.

A sub-saint was forcibly infused with such a terrifying force, and there was only one consequence, either to die if it exploded or struggled in pain under the impact of uncontrolled energy.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

At this time, Zhaoming was like a madman and wanted to attack, but whenever he started, there were bursts of "bang bang" explosions, and his meridians were shattered, causing his attack methods to dissipate invisibly.

"This is the most direct side of the demon. It enhances its power in madness. If it cannot be sublimated, it is destruction." The white-haired demon ancestor shouted: "Do you know why Pangu incorporates merits into the way of heaven to guide his luck? It is to prevent such things from happening."

"When a person's power is so strong that he cannot be controlled by himself, he will hurt others and yourself like you are now!"

"No, never!"

Zhaoming let out a wild roar, stopped attacking, and began to condense the qi to guide the true qi in his body.

It was indescribable that even though he was already in a violent state at this moment, the Demon Ancestor's words seemed to flow into his heart, making him hear it clearly.

But he didn't know that violent is a kind of demonization and the most direct form of the power of the demon clan. The Demon Ancestor is the ancestor of all demons, and manipulating such power has become one of his instincts. Even in the form of violentness, he can easily enter the target's inner world.

"Everyone who claims to be against the will of heaven is arrogant, but how many people can do it? In the face of powerful forces, they either surrender, indulge, or become crazy and lose themselves."

The voice of the Demon Ancestor is like a series of music, full of charm, and it is irresistible to resist, and the mind is defensive.

This kind of charm is different from the illusion. It seems to have cleared away the clouds and fog, and directly hit Zhaoming's deepest heart. That strange power is even more difficult to defend than the inner demon. After all, the inner demon is also the power of the demon.

"No, you can't control me!"

Zhaoming roared, activated the Rin Divine Art, and drove away all the discomforts in his heart.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The infinite sword tribulation fell, and Zhao Ming was covered in bruises and wounds. Each sword of the heavenly tribulation passed through his body and took away a piece of flesh and blood.

Relying on the terrifying recovery ability brought by the Phoenix Marrow Cleansing Technique and combining with the furnace to refine the body*, Zhaoming is like a piece of meat cutting and growing flesh, struggling to support it.

"When do you want to resist?" The voice of the Demon Ancestor sounded in his heart again.

"I will never be surrendered by such a force!"

Zhaoming, who was inhuman, roared loudly, and the nameless soul in the purple palace seemed to resonate. With a buzzing sound, the magic of the stern art turned into a tide and hit the four directions.

"boom!"

The collision of the silent world made everyone feel like someone was hit in their minds. Even the white-haired demon ancestor who fought with Zhaoming also trembled all over and was knocked back several steps.

The other demons were even more unbearable. They knew that the person in front of them was not a demon, and they knew that they were a monk in a hostile position, but the large group of demons still returned involuntarily.

That kind of terrible pressure that prevails the world makes all the demons feel like they are kneeling down to worship their king, densely packed with blocks of countless.

"ah!"

Zhaoming roared again, and his huge body spewed out of his mouth. At this moment, he was like an active volcano, which had been accumulated for thousands of years, and finally found a place to vent.

Yin and Yang are intertwined with fire, red is brilliant, blue is cold, gorgeous dance, sweeping across the sky with unparalleled destructive power, burning the infinite sword tribulation without leaving any remaining.

No matter that heaven's disaster is endless, the sword rain is heavy, but as soon as it is formed, it is like ice turning into water vapor, and it instantly disappears into the flames.

"roar!"

It was like a fierce beast roaring, and the fist of heaven's wrath rose into the sky and penetrated the world. At the same time, the cloud aura of the heavenly tribulation was collected, and the seventh heavenly tribulation disappeared, as if it was afraid of this violent catastrophe.

"Huhh!"

Zhaoming wanted to laugh loudly but couldn't laugh out loud. His shattered body was slowly recovering and reorganizing. He finally returned to the sea to support the violent power.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The thunder of the catastrophe rolled, the catastrophe clouds became red, and the eighth heavenly tribulation came.

At the same time, the white-haired demon ancestor also stretched out his hand to condense the characters.

"The Eighth Heaven of Morala, the Star of Death!"
Chapter completed!