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Chapter 790: Battle of Fire (1)

When he saw the Lord Dong appear in front of him, Zhaoming, who was anxious and panic, suddenly calmed down.

Even he himself could not explain the psychological changes at that moment. At that moment, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind. Since the Eastern Prince appeared here, it means that the high priest of the witch clan did not deceive himself, and everything happened as he said.

What happened is impossible to go back in time and change it. The only way is to face it and face it calmly. No matter what the result is, you have to experience and strive for it yourself.

I don’t know the battle situation of the seventh heaven, but the immortal clan will let the Dongwanggong, the king of the immortal clan, come to the fifth heaven to block him, which means that the situation of the seventh heaven demon clan is quite bad, so the immortal clan will let the top immortal king’s combat power be vacated.

Zhaoming frowned slightly, thinking about how to decide whether to fight or leave.

The strength of the Eastern Prince is definitely greater than that of Zhu Rong, controlled by the high priest of the witch clan, especially the strange move when Kunlun Mountain seized the banana fan that day, and his lethality exceeded his perception of him, and even the treasure body was almost defeated.

If you fight alone, you won't lose, but you have a very small chance of winning. If you can enter the seventh level of heaven at this time, it may be of greater help to the battle situation.

At this moment, we must never compete for strength and courage, we only seek to be refreshed for a moment.

At this time, the Eastern Prince had already walked to the space passage and stood still. Looking at Zhaoming, his face blankly: "The witch clan has no high priest, and it turns out that they are all a bunch of waste. You can't even keep such an opportunity! Well, I'm just here to deal with you."

Taking a deep breath, Zhaoming spoke, "What reason did the witch clan use to motivate you? He just killed the heavens regardless of the situation in Kunlun Mountain."

"Have you ever thought about the consequences of doing this? Nowadays, the witch clan is powerful, and you and I will join forces. It is also necessary to restrain it. Now your immortal clan seems to have taken the initiative, but everything is based on the premise that the high priest of the witch clan is seriously injured."

"Once the high priest of the witch clan recovers from injury, and then there is no restraint from the demon clan, he will have no worries..."

With his original nature, he would rather die than bow his head, no matter what the result is. Let’s talk about it after the fight. But now it is different. It is not only about himself, but also about the future of the demon clan. If he can convince the other party, he will not mind showing weakness.

Unfortunately, he was interrupted by the King of the East after less than three words and laughed: "What are you doing? Are you showing weakness or begging? They all say that no matter how crazy you are, it is, it is, it is just like that."

"If you really want to know, I'm not afraid to tell you. The Witch Clan didn't give me any reason. The one who told me was the Sanqing Taoist, and the condition was to create a chance for me to kill you."

"There were always people who helped you, but this time there was no more. And you don't think about escaping. I'm bluntly speaking, if I join the battlefield over there, I can guarantee that it will definitely cause an effect that makes you regret."

"Sanqing Taoist!" Zhaoming frowned: "How could it be them!"

He always thought it was the Eastern Prince who was persuaded by the high priest of the witch clan, but he never expected that it would be the Taoist of the Three Pure Land.

The King of the East sneered: "You think they are good people. They are three ambitious guys. They have long regarded the heaven as their own territory. It would be fine if you demon lords are in the seventh level of heaven, but they actually want to get involved in the eighth level of heaven. How could they remain indifferent?"

Zhaoming sighed: "Is this battle really inevitable? I don't think my threat to you will exceed that of the high priest of the Witch Clan."

The King of the East shook his head: "That's just what you think!"

He took a few more steps towards Zhaoming: "Once upon a time, there was a person who looked exactly like you. Although he was quite famous, I never thought that he would become a threat. Not to mention his predecessors. Even his peers, there were too many people in that era who were famous and had better backgrounds than him."

"There are many people who have the same opinion as me. Unfortunately, we all misunderstood it in the end. In the end, the man became famous all over the world. He killed someone and became a demon. Even if he was alone, he could look down on the vastness and look down on the heroes."

"While chatting and laughing, the major families bowed their heads, and many sects bowed their heads, and no one dared to disobey his wishes. Even the White Tiger Marshal of your demon clan was so scared that he fled south and dared not look north because of his reasons..."

"Are you talking about Pangu?" Zhaoming interrupted the Eastern Prince's speech.

The King of Dong nodded: "Yes, it's Pangu! When he first started out, an unknown boy from the weakest area finally forced my father to death in front of me, making my Chi family dare not say a word."

"You rise up like him and covet the world with no name. You look exactly the same as him. It doesn't matter if you say it's true. I don't believe it if you kill me. I won't give you another chance to grow."

"Are you worried that one day you will not be my opponent?" Zhaoming simply turned out to be polite.

"Whatever you want is fine!" The Eastern Prince didn't care.

Zhaoming stared at the eyes of the Dong Prince, stared for a moment before saying: "So, there is only one person between you and me who are here today?"

"Do you realize it later?" Prince Dong sneered: "I don't want to waste time. If I continue to waste it, it doesn't seem to be good for you."

"Since that's the case, then start!" Zhaoming's hands were spreading and the flames began to activate. Since he could not compromise, he would have a good fight.

Perhaps the situation in the immortals was severe, but Zhaoming was not timid at all, but was a little excited.

People cannot be born invincible, but they can be invincible at the same level.

Now that this is the high priest of the Witch Clan, he is working hard step by step. Looking at the world, it is difficult to determine who the strong man behind the high priest of the Witch Clan is, but there is a little doubt: if he can defeat this king of the immortals, he will have the capital to truly challenge the high priest of the Witch Clan.

The two of them had no other things to explain. While Zhaoming activated the flames, the Eastern Prince had already sacrificed the Fusang treasure tree.

"Don't you use that bell?" Prince Dong sneered.

"No need! My weapon is the fist, and my magic weapon is the flame, which is enough!"

As soon as the voice fell, his figure flashed, and he rushed to the front of the Dongwang Gong in an instant. The fire escape technique made the battlefield unparalleled, and even Dijiang was not as good as that.

Unfortunately, the Eastern Prince was the Eastern Prince after all. As if he had seen everything clearly, he clearly grabbed Zhaoming's traces, raised his hand and directly took the Fist of the Heavenly Rage.

At the intersection of fists and palms, the flames were like red clouds spewing out from the tip of the fingers, strands, strands, with a terrible breath, burning everything they touched.

The power of the Nine Yang True Fire and the power of the Yin and Yang Mysterious Fire exploded, and bursts of energy fluctuations were like ripples on the lake, spreading in all directions with two people as the center.

The terrible rebound strength contained in the fist palm was enough to seriously injure an ordinary immortal king. At this time, the retreat force was naturally the best choice, but neither of them wanted to show weakness in the first round, and they forced themselves to hold on with their peerless magical powers.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, a terrifying cloud of fire appeared in the sky, surging and surging, like a huge red plant blooming dazzling flowers in the void.

The two finally couldn't hold on, and the air waves caused by the explosion rushed away directly, and the two flew into the distance like meteors.

The clouds surging, the earth shakes, and the vitality of heaven and earth is like ignited dry firewood, burning continuously.

Before the clouds and smoke could stabilize, they rushed over from the north and south poles like stars and the moon.

Seven flying fire meteors triggered the red and blue dragons, wrapping Zhaoming.

The Fusang treasure tree condenses the Nine Dragons' divine fire and covers the Eastern Prince.

In an instant, the two people who had just separated rushed together again.

The murderous aura soared into the sky and fought to the point of madness. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already made tens of thousands of moves. One punch, one palm, one finger, one kick, without any false power, they all tried their best.

The other party is a true legendary figure, not only the king of the immortal clan, but also a peerless powerful man who had had grudges and entanglements with Pangu in the last era.

No one can really determine how strong he is after recovering his memory.

Zhaoming was extremely cautious, and the prince of the East did not dare to be careless. That face always reminded him of the man who had made him hate and helpless.

After having experienced the last era, he deeply felt the horror of that man. Whenever everyone thought he would fall into a Jedi and had nowhere to escape, he would tell others with his fists that it would definitely not be him who escaped.

Reversely attacking immortals and challenging them at the top of the level have always been things that that person often does.

The fire-swallowing demon in front of him must have something to do with that person. If you are not careful, you may become a stepping stone for him to a stronger realm.

Without reservation, inadvertently, it has been a fight for several hours.

The rolling flames flooded the countless loess around Buzhou Mountain. This land that had been almost plowed due to the battle between monsters was once again terrible poisoning.

He punched out and used the Heavenly Wrath Fist to fight against the opponent's Nine Yang True Fire. Without waiting for the strength to grow old, Zhaoming stretched out his five fingers and turned into a palm with his fist. He pulled countless flame patterns between his five fingers and released them around the battlefield.

"ah!"

With a loud shout, the flame pattern was like a red snake dancing wildly, stirring the power of the flame into a mess.

Then use the same technique again, using the method of intercepting the channel, pour all the energy absorbed by the Fusang treasure tree into the seven flying fire meteors.

For a moment, the red and blue dragons' aura rose sharply, but the Nine Fire Dragon's light was dim.

"boom!"

With one blow, the flames of the East Prince and the other went away, like wind and rain, Zhaoming's aura increased greatly, and he directly knocked him away like a ferocious beast.

"ah!"

The Dong Prince, who had stabilized his body, shouted. Although he was extremely unwilling to accept it, he had to admit that he had been compared by the other party in terms of the cultivation of flame magic.

But Zhaoming was not surprised at all. He knew very well that the opponent's combat power was not only that. When the trump card was played, the real battle began.

"Zhaoming, you can't defeat you if you don't give up all your strength!"

"You are very lucky. After so many years, you are the first person to force me to use a sword."

As soon as the Dong Wanggong finished speaking, he raised his right hand, and the red light of the Fusang treasure tree flashed, and it turned into a long sword and fell into his hand. (To be continued...)
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