Without saying too much, just start fighting. Zhaoming takes action and performs magical powers.

The whole thing was strange. He couldn't see what the other party was calculating. He only knew that the more the other party wanted to do what he wanted, the less he would cooperate. Since the other party wanted to delay time, he would do his best to end the battle as quickly as possible.

The other party is the ancestor of fire, and the most effective way to restrain him is the magical power of chaos and fire.

Unfortunately, Zhu Rong seemed to have expected it, and swept across Zhaoming's arm with a punch, and fought with brute force, and the two separated instantly.

With a frown slightly, Zhu Rong gently moved his arm. The opponent's body protection technique was too powerful. He didn't see him for a while and seemed to have made progress. However, a simple battle made his ancestor witch's body feel painful.

Zhaoming also frowned. With his cultivation level, he could feel a lot of things with just one move. Zhu Rong's aura did not go further, but it made him feel that the other party's sensitivity to the aura of flame seemed to have increased.

With Zhu Rong's previous cultivation level, even if he could avoid his own fire escape technique, he would never be able to resolve his attack with one punch.

I was puzzled, but I was not slow to take action. I stepped on the pear fairy step, and the red light flashed, and my whole body turned into a red rainbow and galloped in the void. With my hands raised, countless flames roared, turning into a galaxy storm.

Zhu Rong had no expression on his face and was calm and calm. The southern Ming Lihuo was stacked layer by layer, as if the sea tide was surging, and in an instant it had already bombarded with the galaxy storm.

Yin and Yang Xuan Fire is like Tai Chi wheel, shining with each other, and the flame becomes stronger and stronger.

But Zhu Rong was beyond Zhaoming's expectations at this moment. Nanming Lihuo was actually induced to a stronger level by the other party. The heat was so amazing that it felt like it was approaching the sun's true fire.

The storm of the galaxy and the tide of the angry sea instantly released infinite red light. It was like the sun star coming, illuminating the entire world and making people unable to see it directly.

At this moment, Zhaoming himself was hard to underestimate him. He could only use his strong spiritual sense to explore the four directions and lock Zhurong's position. He used the Fire Escape technique to approach, and raised his hand and another magical power of chaos.

It is beneficial to him that his naked eyes cannot look directly. After all, his spiritual sense is incomparable to Zhu Rong.

At this time, Zhu Rong was also affected by the too dazzling light, and it was an opportunity. Seeing that palm was about to slap it, unexpectedly, Zhu Rong didn't know whether he had expected it or whether he had used his extraordinary instinct to sank his body ingenuity and avoided his own killing attack.

How could this be like this... I was stunned. But I saw Zhu Rong had already made a move, and he clenched his punch. In an instant, the energy of heaven and earth around me surged like a craze, as if a vortex of everything appeared between the two of them.

This punch was very strong, and Zhaoming made a judgment in an instant. Although he fought hard with the Heavenly Wrath Fist, the tribe was at a disadvantage, but he would inevitably suffer a lot of damage. But in this way, Zhu Rong would inevitably be injured even more.

This shouldn't be Zhu Rong's way of playing against himself. What exactly does he want to do? With doubts in his heart, his supernatural powers have already been activated.

It is not directly used to fight against the Fist of Heavenly Wrath. Instead, it is used to use the method of resolving the magical powers of the East Prince to transform and disperse all the energy of heaven and earth condensed by Zhurong, so that the power he condensed becomes stronger.

But this time, it was not as good as before. Zhu Rong suddenly smiled strangely on his face: "It turns out that it is the power of Taoist patterns. No wonder you can crack the magical powers of the East Prince in Kunlun Mountain."

This made Zhaoming shocked. Unexpectedly, the other party could actually see through his magical powers at a glance. What was even more shocking was that the other party's tone and expression of speech was definitely not Zhu Rong, who had dealt with him several times.

How could this happen? Could it be that the other party received someone's instructions and intentionally did this?

As he was confused, he suddenly realized that the vitality of heaven and earth did not become his own power as expected. The other party did not know what means he used to start fighting with him.

The strength is getting stronger and stronger, and within a moment, it is enough to compete with me and not want to get up and down.

The two of them stood still, doing their best, unwilling to give in. The energy of heaven and earth between them flashed left and right, emitting strange mysterious light, like the poles of yin and yang, with terrible light shining between them.

The condensed energy became stronger and stronger, and became more and more terrifying. Until finally, a crack appeared between each other, and the maintained force field broke and disappeared in an instant. All the condensed energy was like the bombardment of yin and yang, and burst out instantly. A terrifying energy frenzy seemed to sweeping all directions.

This was an explosion of power that had already been unbalanced, and even the two involved could no longer control it. The two who were the first to be blown away like fallen leaves in the wind. Dijiang and Gonggong in the distance also retreated immediately and flashed through the terrorist attack.

The terrifying energy storm was like an energy beast roaring in the void. It took a long time to calm down, but it still did not disappear.

The mighty wind blew, and suddenly two figures rushed towards each other like thunder. The two people who were blown away by the energy storm rushed over again.

The energy bombardment just now was too terrible, even with their cultivation, they were each injured.

Holding the mysterious light in his hand, the flames kept rushing, and the two of them were fighting wildly at an indescribable speed.

Zhu Rong waved his palm, and the Southern Ming Lihuo rushed wildly, burning the wind and clouds all over the sky.

Zhaoming hit a fist of heavenly wrath, and was hit by the opponent and fell directly on the towering Longlang Mountain.

"boom!"

The sound of the sky collapse and the earth cracked. This mountain, which was famous in the era of Dragon and Phoenix, collapsed instantly, turned into ashes and was wrapped in flames. The splashing stone pieces drifted in all directions like meteor showers all over the sky, gradually disappearing.

"boom!"

Another battle, and the two figures separated instantly.

Looking at each other and gasping for breath, Zhu Rong smiled slightly: "At this time, I'm still distracted. Zhaoming, I really look down on me!"

Zhao Mingmo did not speak, and was extremely shocked. The opponent's strength did not increase, not much different from the past. The difference is the fighting skills, which not only activate the flames to be stronger, but what is more terrifying is the keen sense of fighting.

During this moment, the two of them bombarded each other hundreds of thousands of moves, and they used more than twenty times of the Heavenly Wrath Fist, but they were all avoided by the other party using a method of 4 or 4 or 4 or 4 or 4 or 4 or 4 or 4 or 4 or 4 or 4 or 4 or 4 or 4 or 4 or 4 or 4 or 4 or 4 or 4 or 4 or 4 or 4 or 4 or 4 or

Zhaoming could only be amazed by this combat ability.

This will be a much more difficult battle than expected. Zhaoming put away his slightly contemptuous heart and waited for it.

“Hohuh!”

The sound of the two people breathing was like drums on the battlefield, and while they were slowly turning, they were brewing the next most terrifying attack.

After breathing for a few breaths, two mysterious lights flashed at the same time, and the two rushed together again.

This time, Zhaoming stopped thinking about anything else, let go of the heavens, the demons, and ignored Di Jiang and Gonggong who were watching the battle. He had only one thought in his mind, which was to defeat the other party.

The figures flashed like ghosts, and the flames were raging, surging endlessly, filling the world.

The two of them were evenly matched, letting go of the rest of their hearts, just fighting in front of them. They were no longer limited to the Longlang Mountain area, but hitting the horizon like a storm.

The Immortal King's speed was in a flash. Wherever he passed, the sky was lost and the earth collapsed.

Zhaoming did not make any reservations and used all his skills to the extreme, but found that he could not do anything to the other party. Zhurong's combat power had exceeded that of ordinary ancestor witches, and he was chasing the Eastern Prince.

"Boom boom boom!"

Amid the thunderous explosions of heaven and earth, the two of them shattered the endless void, collapsed the vitality of heaven and earth, and turned into a flaming hurricane. They actually fought directly from the Longlang Mountain area to the southern end of the True Dragon Leadership. In the distance, the mountains were towering, and Kunlun Mountain had already appeared in sight.

"Everyone evacuated!"

Di Jiang rushed to Kunlun Mountain before the two of them and shouted loudly to ask the witch defenders here to withdraw as quickly as possible.

Even he could not stop the battle there, and he could only wait until the two decided the outcome.

As galloping as a dragon, Zhaoming and Zhurong had already reached Kunlun Mountains before the witch army was completely evacuated.

"boom!"

The energy of the bombing separated the two again and stood still.

This time, it was no longer as calm as before. Both of them were panting like thunder, with blood and wounds everywhere on their bodies. An unreserved battle came at a very high price.

What was wrong? Zhaoming was shocked. He could have concluded at this moment that Zhu Rong in front of him was very abnormal, and he was definitely not the great witch who had dealt with him before.

But no matter how you look at it, Zhu Rong, his breath and magical means are exactly the same.

After a long time of confusion, the spiritual sense swept over and explored carefully. Suddenly, Zhaoming found something, which made him feel as if he was beating a drum. He was shocked and said in a silence: "You...you...how did you have a soul!"

I had never noticed it before, but now I suddenly realized that there was a soul in Zhurong's head.

The witch clan has no soul, and everyone in the world knows it, even the ancestor witch is no exception.

But Zhurong in front of him is unique, with a soul in his head.

No one knows what will happen to the witch clan with souls, and no wonder the opponent's combat ability has suddenly improved to a higher level.

After exploring carefully, I suddenly found that the other party's soul was not completely integrated with Zhurong, or it was not owned by Zhurong himself. It was just hanging in Zhurong's head, affecting his every move with strange power.

What kind of magical power is this? It has never been heard of and Zhaoming is unsolved, so he can only observe carefully.

But apart from the power of flame, his sense of touch of other powers is really not worth mentioning, so how can he see the other party's means?

"Is the soul? I just realized now that I looked up to you, Zhaoming!" Zhu Rong said lightly, and a faint sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The sneer and the tone made Zhaoming feel extremely familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

With a blessing in mind, he suddenly thought of something and looked at the other party incredibly and said in surprise: "You...you are not Zhurong!"

"You can't say that!" Zhu Rong smiled: "At least the power to confront you at this moment belongs to Zhu Rong, and I will at least help him manipulate it."

Manipulating... Zhaoming's heart was shocked, and he thought of a possibility and shouted in dismay.

"You...you are the high priest of the Witch Clan!" (To be continued...)
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