Chapter 793: The Battle of Fire (4)
As the air waves hit, the Eastern Prince turned into a state of flame, and it was more thorough than Zhaoming. All his whole body turned into flames, and only the arm holding the Fusang Sword felt a little.
After being washed away by the air waves, standing still, looking at the Dong Prince who had turned into flames in front of him, Zhaoming couldn't help but feel a slump in his heart.
The Fist of Heavenly Wrath and Cang Yan Tribulation are already his strongest attack methods, and the Chaos Five Elements Magic Power is his last killer move. Now all kinds of attacks cannot break the Fusang Sword, and the Chaos Five Elements Magic Power is also resolved by the other party.
Suddenly, he could not think of any way he could win the battle.
"I really need to thank you. I didn't expect you to give me such a surprise!"
The King of the East looked at Zhaoming and said loudly, with a smile in his voice, as if it was not a slander.
"I have never known how to get closer to the flame cultivation. Under the suppression of the heavenly way, no matter who is limited in cultivation, it is different with the flame pattern. It can allow practitioners to break through the limitations of the heavenly way and become practitioners under the great way."
"Pangu prevents me from peeping at the Great Way, and it has always been a great hatred in my heart. Now your flame pattern has been walking in my body, and all kinds of mystery are engraved in my body. After this battle, it won't take long to easily enter the emperor's realm."
"When you look at the world, how many people can compare with me! Not to mention your demon clan, the high priest of the witch clan will no longer be my obstacle. Zhaoming, I really thank you!"
"To show your feelings for you, I will make you die more happy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he killed Zhaoming like a storm of flames.
Over the years, his fire practice has stagnated. In his opinion, it is ultimately because he cannot see the flame Taoist pattern. He is a person with memories of the last era. He has become accustomed to practicing through Taoist patterns.
Once there is no flame pattern, it feels like a bird has no wings, how to fly.
Zhaoming used the flame Taoist pattern to block the fire energy in his body, but unfortunately, he not only failed, but also allowed him to re-understand the various mystery of the flame Taoist pattern through his physical perception.
The accumulation of strength in this era, coupled with the memory confirmation of the previous era, there is no doubt that after this battle, he will not take much time to enter the Emperor realm.
What is an emperor, the king among kings, looking down on the world. To this day, there are only three emperors, the great demon emperor, the Nine-headed Emperor, the Taoist ancestor Hongjun, and the Demon ancestor Luohu.
He will become the fourth strong man to enter the realm of the emperor. Not to mention the resurrected four brothers Chen Pan, even the Wuliang Tianzun himself will not be his opponent.
I can't say that I can't be lawless, but I will be able to do more things, even if I control this world, and wait for the resurrection of that enemy without touching the rules of the Taoist ancestor...
There were so many things that made him excited to think about it. The high priest of the Witch Clan suppressed his thousand-year-old anger and could vent it in one fell swoop. At this moment, he could not wait to solve Zhaoming and went back to retreat.
For a moment, Zhaoming was in a deep crisis. He had used all the magical powers he could use and was cracked one by one by the other. He had always won with his tough attack power, but at this moment he was like a tiger with his minions pulled out, helpless.
The sword light is sharp, mixed with the power of flame explosion. It is like a blade of destruction, cutting the world.
"You really think you have the ability to go against the will of heaven. I have seen so-called geniuses like you. They are unruly and arrogant. They always think that they are different from others. But they don't know that no matter how strong their talents are, they cannot be born invincible."
"There are countless geniuses who cannot grow and are strangled to the low realm. Such geniuses are just fools."
"You Zhaoming is also stupid. You always think that you really have the capital to challenge everything in the world. When I fought for the heaven and earth, and when you faced the Supreme, you didn't know where and what it was."
This is not only about Zhaoming, but also about the high priest of the Witch Clan. Even with the memory of the last era, he couldn't understand what the origin of the first person in the prehistoric world was. He was so powerful that he could not bear to look up for three thousand years.
He seemed to have never expressed anything in the past three thousand years, but he was extremely unwilling to accept that he would be suppressed by a guy who didn't know his origin.
"So what!"
Zhaoming shouted loudly, suddenly stopped retreating, and directly rushed over with the fist of the sky rage in his hand.
Seeing that a sword and a punch were about to touch, my mind suddenly moved and activated the magic technique to the extreme. A terrible storm of mental power rushed towards the East Prince like a craziest sea of anger.
"Naughty...uh!"
The Lord Dong suddenly had a stagnant face and looked uncomfortable. There was a powerful soul in the purple palace of Zhaoming who had no idea of its origin, which was absorbed by him as a supplement. Even though the Lord Dong had been in the Immortal King realm for millions of years, he still could not compare to his mental power.
Under the impact of the Rin Divine Art, the King of the East immediately made the head buzzing like he was struck by lightning.
The sword technique was stagnant, and Zhaoming hit the side with the fist of Heavenly Wrath, then raised his hand and slapped Cang Yanjie directly on his chest.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The thirty-sixth grade fire lotus circling, the yin and yang are emitting mysterious fire, sweeping all directions.
Unfortunately, this did not cause much damage to the Eastern Prince. His extremely strong strength, coupled with his body that had already turned into flames, allowed him to avoid 90% of his strength and easily resolve it.
"Do you think this method will be useful?"
The King of Dong shouted loudly and punched Zhaoming directly on the face.
With a muffled groan, the whole person flew backwards like a meteor, and stopped hundreds of thousands of meters away. The sword sparkled, chasing him like a maggot on his tars.
I didn't have time to change my breath, so I had to continue to fight.
The Sin Divine Art is constantly influencing the opponent, and combined with the Heavenly Wrath Fist, Cang Yan Tribulation, Pear Immortal Step and Fire Escape Technique, although it is difficult to turn over, it is no longer as embarrassing as before.
But it is not a solution to continue like this. The loss of mental power and the true qi in the body are terrifying. Even with his ability, he may not last for a few days. If this continues, it is only a matter of time before he loses.
A scene of Nanming Lihuo and Nanming Kanhuo, the high priest of the Witch clan, evolved into the real fire of the sun with Nanming Lihuo combined with Yin and Yang to transform Tai Chi. When he bit his teeth, he immediately made a decision.
The Rin Divine Art affected the other party's spirit. The Fist of Heavenly Rage forced the Fusang Sword to open. Zhaoming looked at the Dong Prince and said loudly: "I have heard of your legend. I am a genius of the same era as Pangu, but so what?"
"If you want to be a legend that is respected, stay at home and don't come out. Since you have chosen to get involved in the world, you should be mentally prepared to be defeated and killed early."
"As an enemy, I don't need to know what you are from, it's just a battle. Don't say that you are just an Eastern Prince. Even if Pangu comes here, there will be only two consequences. Either you die or I die."
"You die, you die, naive thoughts! Is it up to you?" Prince Dong laughed.
Zhaoming laughed louder than him: "What's wrong? You think you are very strong, but in my opinion they are just a weak person."
"I hate Pangu in my heart, but I keep taking pride in myself and Pangu at the same time. I am reborn with favors, but I still think about how to revenge on the other party. Such despicable behavior is nothing more than a villain."
"As the lord of the realm and the king of the immortals, you are narrow-minded and have no mind. Being able to achieve today is just a matter of living for millions of years than others, and being lucky enough to have more memories than others."
While speaking, his left hand never made any moves. He let the opponent's sword energy be terrifying and his lethality are terrifying. However, he kept hanging down his empty hand.
In the palm of the hand, the red and blue flames, one yin and one yang, constantly circling and then merge together.
In my mind, I kept recalling the principles of yin and yang that Hongjun, the Taoist ancestor of Zixiao Palace, and the process of the witch clan's high priest fusing the southern Ming Lihuo and the southern Ming Kanhuo to form the sun's true fire.
All the means have been used. I still cannot defeat the other party. At this moment, I can only place my hope on Yin and Yang to transform Tai Chi, and use Yin and Yang Xuan Fire to merge into the Sun True Fire.
I just wanted to use words to disturb the other party's attention, but I didn't expect the effect to be beyond Zhaoming's expectations.
"What do you know!"
The Eastern Prince was furious, and even the sword energy became suddenly and violent.
"You are just an ignorant low-energy fire-swalking demon. Why should you point fingers at me!"
With the roar, the sword technique became even more terrifying, and the explosion power came one after another, as if it was about to destroy the entire world.
Unfortunately, no matter how strong the attack is, it is always futile. In the midst of madness, the speed is all affected, which makes Zhaoming seem to be full of crisis, but in fact it is not as sinister as before.
"I don't need to know too much about your past, it's enough to see everything you've done in your life."
Zhaoming struck while the iron was hot and continued to laugh loudly: "Just as you hate Pangu, but you envy and admire his strength, you have doubts and disconfidence in everything you have."
"Although he is a cultivator who practices flames, he suspects that he cannot go further in flame cultivation and then learn other techniques. Do you really think that your sword technique has already entered the house, but is it compared with the sword martial master? The joke is just a comfort for you to deceive yourself."
"You can achieve today's success is entirely due to the blessing of the memory of the last era. After practicing for so many years, you are still just a weak person with extremely fragile hearts."
"Shut your dog's mouth!"
The Eastern Prince shouted loudly, and the infinite sword energy was like the power of heaven and earth, and the explosion power continued to rush, flooding everything on the entire battlefield.
At this moment, the heaven and earth hang upside down, the sun and the moon are lit, and the infinite energy of heaven and earth is like the light of destruction hitting all directions, like a scene of the end of the world.
Only when the world returned to peace did the two figures gradually reappear.
The Eastern Prince looked angry and his clothes were slightly chaotic, while Zhaoming was covered in bruises and blood, and he seemed to have been cut into pieces by thousands of knives.
But at this moment, there was a slight smile on his face. A little extra dazzling light had appeared in the palm of his hanging palm, the red and blue circling flame, red as blood, dyed with gold. (To be continued...)
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Chapter completed!