Zhaoming roared wildly and rushed into the crowd, like a tiger descending the mountain, unstoppable.

With his arms raised, the catastrophe fire flew, as if bright red butterflies were flying, and instantly turned into a vast flame. There was no exquisite move, driven by severe pain and resentment, Zhaoming had only the most primitive movement, like a ferocious beast, grabbing and biting the fist.

But even so, it is still terrifying, and even more terrifying. He has reached the realm of spiritual weapons, and has entered the tribulation stage. His body is stronger than the witch clan in the same realm, and he is comparable to the immortal clan in the celestial realm.

Such a body, coupled with the strong true energy, could no one stop the attack. The immortals turned into pieces under his fists and feet, and became wisps of wailing resentful souls in the flames.

Lord Shi trembled all over. He had thought of killing the other party to motivate his subordinates, but he never thought that he would help the other party, let alone that Zhaoming would be so terrible after the breakthrough.

After a few heavy breaths, he finally came to his senses and immediately shouted loudly: "Don't be afraid, he is just a monster after all, only flames, no other magical powers or moves. I'll restrain you, you will attack from behind."

Of course, there is no problem if he wants to leave, but if his subordinates suffer too much casualties, they will not be able to explain when they go back. For the sake of the present, it is the best choice to kill the other party. In order to inspire morale, he has even described Zhaoming as a monster.

As soon as he finished speaking, he shook the Qingfeng sword, and the lightning light turned into a afterimage and rushed over.

After all, in the immortal realm, the true energy is even stronger, which immediately aroused Zhaoming's reaction in a crazy state. However, he acted like a crazy demon, and did not dodge or avoid it. He came directly with his flesh palm.

Thunder shone, fires surged, fists and swords intersected, and bursts of gold and stone clashed.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already passed a hundred moves, no victory or defeat. However, in the lightning and flames, Zhaoming became more and more brave as he fought, while Lord Shi was more afraid.

Entering the Tribulation Period, the opponent's strength undergoes a qualitative change, and the solidity of the true energy is even stronger than that of himself. The already solid body is now harder, and the cold sword light of the Qingfeng Sword can only leave white marks on him, and even the flesh is hard to hurt, let alone the muscles and bones.

Where did this demon clan come from? How could it be so terrible?

He suddenly felt nervous, but he did not dare to slow down at all in his hands, and his attack was still full of flaws. Many of his demon clans were finally aroused their morale and used their magical powers to fight Zhaoming.

Lightning, flames, ice, hurricanes...the fierce sword intent and unstoppable sword aura all came to kill.

Lord Shi took a deep breath, and the lightning appeared, and the attack became even more terrifying. He wanted to entangle Zhaoming so that he could not escape. When various attacks arrived, he immediately took a strong breath of his true energy, turned the Qingfeng sword in his hand into a lightning and hit Zhaoming hard, and he used his strength to retreat quickly.

This time, everyone attacked without any reservation. They attacked with all their strength, which was even more terrifying than before. Zhaoming was hit by the sword of lightning and was already overwhelmed by many attacks before he could resolve it.

The roar exploded in an instant, like the roar of thunder rolling in the sky, and then went away in a mighty way, shaking the world. The surging energy was like boiling soup, which made people feel intimidated.

The immortals breathed a sigh of relief and were about to say something, when they suddenly heard a roar coming from the flying energy. Goodbye, the flames surged and came in a surging wave.

This time it was no longer an ordinary burn, but it actually condensed together and turned into fiery red lightning and slashed out in all directions.

The Fire and Thunder Art is the technique used by Sun Jiuyang to resolve cause and effect with Zhaoming. Although it was destroyed by the fire due to the actions of the witch clan in the wooden house, Zhaoming had already remembered the contents in it.

Because of his lack of strength, he was unable to perform it. At this time, he was in a state of madness and had used this technique.

As Di Jun said, Sun Jiuyang had a close relationship with the Taoist ancestor and had suffered the cause and effect of the Taoist ancestor in the past. The heavenly tribulation he ushered in was shocking, and he was almost killed by the heavenly tribulation with the innate treasure in his hand.

But this also made him realize the terrible nature of the heavenly tribulation, and used the fire and thunder technique that he realized that day. He used the flames to condense thunder-like attacks, as if they were heavenly tribulation, and they were powerful.

The power of the catastrophe fire is already powerful. Ordinary monks need to use the realm of immortals or even the realm of celestial immortals. Only by Zhaoming's alternative physique and special magical powers can one understand it early.

At this time, the power was even more terrifying. The roar of fire and thunder was as fast as lightning, and instantly hit a large number of immortals.

There were loud roars, just like the heavenly tribulation coming, the immortals hit by fire and lightning exploded directly, and the flying fragments turned into ashes in the flames.

"Ao!"

Zhaoming, wrapped in the blazing flames, roared and looked ferocious. He had become a real monster in the hearts of the immortals, and was definitely not made up by Lord Shi.

"Don't be crazy!" Lord Shi shouted loudly, and the Qingfeng sword turned into a lightning strike and rushed to the scene.

"Ao!"

Zhaoming shouted loudly, all the true energy in his body was circulating, and the flames flew, condensed into a ray of fire and struck it. It was also as anxious as lightning, and directly hit the Qingfeng sword in Lord Shi's hand.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the fire thunder exploded. This fire thunder condensed all the true energy in Zhaoming's body, and it was powerful, and it directly exploded the Qingfeng sword with a large number of cracks.

Before Lord Shi could change his move, Zhaoming rushed over like a wind invasion. The flames were all wrapped around his arms and punched out, mixed with bursts of thunderous roar.

The spiritual weapon against the spiritual weapon, "Bang!", with a loud bang, the cracked Qingfeng sword finally could not hold on, and turned into pieces in the fire fist.

Lord Shi's face changed, he took risks, gathered his lifelong true energy, clenched his sword finger, and his whole arm turned into a terrible sword of lightning and pointed it at Zhaoming's chest.

"Bang", with a loud noise, Zhaoming did not dodge or avoid, and endured this attack.

With a muffled groan, Zhaoming trembled all over. This blow was naturally terrifying. Even he felt pain and uncomfortable. However, Lord Shi was even more painful than him. He let out a scream. When he saw that his fingers were bent into a strange shape and had broken.

The realm of spiritual weapons is as hard as gold and stone, and even the Qingfeng sword, which is a spiritual weapon, cannot bear it, so he is naturally even worse. The terrible force of this finger rebound has completely shattered his finger bones.

Zhaoming's previous punch continued to exert force, and then shattered the Qingfeng Sword and then directly hit Lord Shi.

"Ah!" A cry of pain, Lord Shi was knocked away with a raging flame like a broken kite.

After defeating the strongest enemy, Zhaoming felt an indescribable pleasure in his heart, and he roared to the sky, and his murderous intent was even better. He stepped on his foot and flew, and a way of flame condensed in the void.

The roar of fire thunder turned into a fire thunder purgatory along the way of flame. Even Lord Shi could not bear it, and the other immortals were even more unbearable. Zhaoming seemed to be the mad god of death who harvested life, and was moving forward on the way of flame. Nowhere was spared, and the immortals were destroyed.

"Run!"

"Help!"

Such an enemy is no longer invincible, and the morale of the immortal clan was once again severely damaged. Finally, he could no longer have the desire to fight and fled one by one.

But at this time, Zhaoming had already killed himself, and he vented his hatred for the witch clan and the anger that these immortals did not care about it. He chased and killed them all the way without regard for the consequences.

As fast as the wind, as invaded as fire, as attacked as thunder and lightning. In just a moment, more than 80% of the immortals died under fire and thunder.

A figure flew up in the distance, and there was still flames on his body. It was Lord Shi who was knocked away by a punch. He was also extremely powerful and suffered severe damage, but he was not dead.

There was still blood on the corner of his mouth. When he saw Zhaoming, who was like a murderous murderer, had a different look on his face. Finally, he bit his teeth and turned away with hatred. He was determined to take action, but he knew he was unable to turn the world back. At this time, he was in danger of death, so he naturally didn't care about others.

Lord Shi left, no one could pose a threat to Zhaoming. Before long, the remaining immortals had fled, and all the others died.

Even though there was no one in front of him, Zhaoming's body still had pain. Only those who experienced it could know how much pain they felt. With a loud roar, the attack continued, and the surroundings were bombarded wildly to relieve the pain in their bodies.

After so long, it was not until the true energy finally fell down and he was unable to fall. He lay in the pit and trembled all over and turned pale.

At this time, the sky suddenly changed, and heavy rain poured, and hail was mixed in.

Before, Lord Shi's last blow, although he himself suffered a severe blow, it also had a huge impact on Zhaoming.

The true qi in the body became like boiling water under that blow, and the meridians suffered considerable trauma. Although there was no major problem, it was difficult to recover for a while.

At this moment, the hail and heavy rain poured down, making Zhaoming even more uncomfortable. The inside is fire and the outside is ice, mixed with it, and life and death are two different heavens.

The fire-swallowing demon doesn't like water and hates ice. At this time, Zhaoming was like a person with a vigilance, who was forced to wear the greasy and dirty clothes of a beggar, and then thrown it on a bed full of feces, garbage, thick sputum and snot. Not only did he feel severely painful, but he was also extremely uncomfortable.

The body trembled like a sieve, the flames on the surface of the body had all been extinguished, and the breath became weak, completely gone without its previous crazy appearance.

The heavy rainstorm was pouring, and for several days, muds and stones appeared in the forest that was destroyed by the battle, and Zhaoming was buried in the turbulent storm.

During this period, there were also immortal cultivators coming Lian Jue. Many immortal clans were killed by a demon clan, and Lord Shi returned seriously injured. This incident naturally caused a lot of reaction on the island. These immortal clans were ordered to search and kill Zhaoming.

However, many immortals thought that the perpetrators should have left. In addition, the frozen rain poured down, and no one thought that they could find the perpetrators. They searched around casually, but did not find Zhaoming, who had been buried by muds and stones, left one after another.

After about two months, the dry and hard ground suddenly cracked and raised a piece, like egg shells shattered one after another.
Chapter completed!