Zhaoming took a deep breath after shattering the flame meteor of the Eastern Prince. He is worthy of being the king of the immortal clan. His strength is strong. This blow made him feel like he was burning inside. His first attempt was not light, but he dared not show it at this moment. Everything made people feel relaxed.

He has been hesitating since Xue Yuhua rushed into the battlefield to block the attack.

Of course he was willing to help Xue Yuhua, not only to do his best, but even to sacrifice his life, but the premise was to only help Xue Yuhua, not Pangu.

Over the years, he has indeed not been full of hatred for Pangu as before. But for all the reasons that he cannot explain, he always has an inexplicable emotion towards Pangu, and he seems to be indelible to resent Pangu, and he does not like Pangu.

Especially at this moment, Xue Yuhua was so displeased with the appearance of Pangu. A so-called great man who created the world actually asked his maid to protect him with his life. In this way, why should he resurrect these people when he created the world?

In Zhaoming's heart, who has a clear distinction between love and hate, this is not greatness, but stupidity.

He didn't want to take action, and even hoped that the witch clan and the immortal clan could smash the sarcophagus. But looking at Xue Yuhua's anxious appearance, the pear blossoms were filled with rain and burst into tears, he finally couldn't help it.

The stubborn and helpless figure made him feel that he needed to stand up, and there was no reason, just because it was snowy flowers.

After being attacked by Zhaoming, the Dong Prince looked gloomy and murderous: "It seems that you are planning to die by yourself."

He had always had an inexplicable murderous intent towards Zhaoming. He didn't think too much about such an opportunity. He raised his hand and turned into endless fire rain and killed Zhaoming.

"ah!"

With a loud shout, he moved to the treasure body, flashed golden light, activate the demon emperor's battle body, turned into a huge body tens of thousands of meters high, and stood firmly in front of the sarcophagus. He blocked all the endless fire rains cast by the King of the East.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Under the impact of the fire rain, huge balls of flames appeared on the huge body, like half a meteor fireball covering the body. The energy bursting out in between was like the shattered stars, which was extremely terrifying.

This is the top immortal king in the Great Perfect Realm, and it is definitely not comparable to those of the great witches of the Witch Clan. The magical attacks used by the magical powers are enough to threaten Zhaoming's treasure body.

With the rapid bombardment, Zhaoming's huge body retreated step by step, and the corners of his mouth were red, but he forced himself to persist without dodging or avoiding.

The King of Dong succeeded with a blow and was about to make another move, but suddenly he thought of something and stood up. Although it was urging the flames, he did not attack.

"Everyone obeys the order and work together to kill the fire-swallowing demon, there must be no mistake!" The high priest of the witch clan said in a deep voice. At this time, he used his magical powers to restrain Xue Yuhua from being able to clone him, and could only let the witch clan under his command attack.

The Eastern Prince suddenly stopped, because he was worried that the Wu clan fisherman would benefit or that he would take the opportunity to attack behind the scenes. The Wu clan high priest was very skilled and brave. He was not worried at all and directly ordered the entire army to attack.

Both the ancestor witches and the great witches were all put aside their opponents, activate their magical powers, and came from all directions. The witch army moved randomly, for a moment, like dark clouds covering the top of the sky and the earth. Not to mention dealing with them, even looking at them was shocked.

Looking at the enemies coming from all sides, Zhaoming took a deep breath and shouted: "Come on!"

If you can't live, then die. If you can't survive, then you can prove that you are just like that.

This is Zhaoming's usual belief. His strength has increased over the years. Apart from the heavenly disaster, it seems that he has not forced himself into such a desperate situation for many years.

I walk alone with thousands of troops, and I am blissing in the west and I am heading east.

At this moment, he didn't feel a trace of fear, and all the beating in his blood was full of excitement. In the realm of the Immortal King, it was time to verify his strength.

With a loud roar, the spirit storm was like a tide of anger hitting all directions, covering a huge crowd of millions of miles in an instant. The terrifying mental pressure made the face of the prince change, and the movements of many great witches and ancestor witches were even a little slow.

The witch army was even worse. In an instant, they all rolled their eyes and their breath became weak, just like grasshoppers falling from the sky in autumn. The controversy was buzzing, filling the entire sea area, like dumplings boiling.

However, in the world with a few breaths, the entire sky seemed to be wiped by someone with a rag, leaving only the great witch and the ancestor witch. The other witch tribes lost their combat power instantly. For example, the witch tribes in the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm may have left a life, and those who are not strong enough have died directly in this mental storm.

The magical technique of killing people invisibly, Pangu's magical powers. When you practice at the beginning of your life, you don't realize that, the higher your strength, the more terrifying it will be. When you reach the level of Zhaoming, once you activate it, the quantity will no longer pose any threat to him. If you want to win, you can only rely on quality to win.

Such a result made everyone feel awe-inspiring, the Immortal King was silent, and the Great Witch was shocked.

Even the prince of the East changed his face. He asked himself that he could do it to kill so many witch clans, but there was no doubt that he had to use his powers to do his best, and it took a lot of time. It was absolutely impossible that he had already cleaned the witch clan army in just a few breaths.

"Kill, kill him!" the high priest of the witch clan shouted loudly, his face extremely ugly.

The situation of the sarcophagus and Zhaoming both shocked him. Neither the immortals nor the witch clan had ever seen him look so out of control.

With the order, the witch clan members and horses acted here. Although there were no tens of millions of troops, these ancestor witches and great witches were the real main forces.

Qiang Liang roared, and the rolling sound waves were like a craze that came, shattering the void and rushing straight into the galaxy.

Zhaoming inhales and shouts loudly. The magic of Rin is activated, and the roar is shocked by the sky. The supply of mental power is like a storm in the galaxy sweeping across the world.

His strength was not as strong as a strong man, but in a moment he killed tens of millions of witch troops, and his combat power was exerted to the extreme. This roar and the mental storm actually blocked all the sound wave attacks.

The howling sound came everywhere, and Zhu Rong, the ancestor of fire, who was covered with red scales, caused the Nanming Lihuo to roar and kill him.

This is a kind of flame that is not weak in the Nine Yang True Fire and Yin Yang Mysterious Fire. Only the Sun True Fire can steadily over one end. It comes in a fierce momentum, burns the sky and destroys the earth, and instantly wraps Zhaoming.

The five ancestor witches who have been born are the strongest of the Fire Ancestor Witch. If they were others, they would be naturally dangerous at this moment. Unfortunately, they were attacking Zhaoming, the Fire-Swallowing Demon who was born with a fire body.

The furnace refining body** has caused his body to be burned by the yin and yang mysterious fire. The yin and yang conflicts, which is a flame with greater lethality than the Nanming Lihuo. How can he withstand the Yin and yang mysterious fire, but how can he not be able to withstand the Nanming Lihuo?

Let the flames surging around the body be unmoved, and Zhaoming's silk remains motionless. Seven flying fire meteors are transformed, guiding the yin and yang mysterious fire like two crazy dragons flying, blocking all the Nanming Li fire without any leakage.

One hand flame and the other hand Taoist pattern condensed and turned into a thirty-sixth-grade fire lotus.

Cang Yanjie, this magical power has never been as powerful as before. The 36th-grade fire lotus has become tens of thousands of meters in size, and under the urging of Zhaoming, it hangs on his head and circles continuously.

The endless yin and yang mysterious fire pours down like a torrential rain, impacting all directions.

At this moment, Zhaoming had a thirty-sixth-grade fire lotus on his head, as if he was hanging high in the galaxy, swallowing the prehistoric aura and stepping on the vast void. One person fought against five ancestor witches, nearly ten great witches, and his wild and heroic spirit made the immortal monks sigh.

Unfortunately, human power is sometimes poor, even if Zhaoming is fearless, strength is the foundation of everything. After all, he is just an immortal king at the primary level. Even if he is crazy, his combat power is limited.

The ancestor of Thunder, Qiangliang, spit out the sound waves, smashing the infinite amount of Yin and Yang mysterious fire, and roaring in his hand, thunder rolled to kill him.

The ancestor of the lightning, Xizi, turned into red red thunder, and was powerful, just like several red snakes, destroying the yin and yang mysterious fire, and then lit up a thunder and lightning, and came to Zhaoming's chest.

The ancestor of the rain, Wu Xuanming, attracted countless water vapor from the void, turning into a pouring rain, almost covering the thirty-sixth grade fire lotus, further reducing the power of all the Yin and Yang Xuanhuo.

The ancestor of the wind, the witch Tianwu, was howling wildly the wind was all over, as if a pillar of the sky was ramming towards Zhaoming.

Zhu Rong, the ancestor of fire, urged the Nanming Lihuo, and turned into a ferocious beast of fire, roared wildly, restraining seven flying fire meteors, and triggered the Nanming Lihuo, condensing a ball, like a flame and star killing it.

Even if Zhaoming tried his best, he could not cause any substantial threat when facing the joint efforts of the five great ancestor witches. All parties were defeated, and nearly ten great witches and the ancestor witches joined forces and approached instantly.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Countless attacks fell on Zhaoming like storms, and the huge body became the best target at this moment.

In the starry sky, cracks appeared one after another, flying into the distance, and even strange fragments appeared, as if the starry sky was shattered.

"ah!"

With a scream of pain, the energy burst out, and the attacks of the five ancestor witches and nearly ten great witches were so terrifying that even the mover himself chose to retreat immediately and did not dare to resist.

The vast sky waves hit the ninth level of the sky, and the terrifying energy seemed to turn Zhaoming's space into a forbidden area.

"boom!"

The energy was unbalanced and made an infinite loud noise, causing the sarcophagus to shake. The blue light swayed in the meantime, as if it was about to extinguish.

"Young Master, Zhaoming!" Xue Yuhua was anxious and tears were swaying.

Looking at Zhaoming, whose life was hanging on the line, she felt full of regret. If she hadn't insisted on coming, how could he be in danger?

But looking at the swaying green fire, my heart was even more miserable, and I didn’t know where to go to find a reinforcement.

"ah!"

A shocking roar was like a ferocious beast being injured, with a strong aura and a swelling of breath, shattering all the chaotic energy.

When the stars cleared, Zhaoming's huge body appeared.

The abdomen was broken, and the left shoulder and half of his body were smashed, with blood stains on his face and no sign of appearance. This injury can only be described as hideous and difficult to look directly at.

The pair of eyes, which were blood-stained, emitted a shocking divine light. They glanced around and shouted loudly: "I can't kill me, no one can do anything."

"Then you go and die!" Prince Dong shouted coldly and was about to take action.

"Buzz!"
Chapter completed!