That wild roar, the flames of Mount Buzhou soared into the sky, no one could imagine that the Donghuang Taiyi actually used the magical powers that no one could know directly ignited the entire Mount Buzhou.≧

This sudden change made everyone's face change and they looked frightened. The entire Buzhou Mountain was ignited, and no one could get involved in the flames of the Donghuang Taiyi in the Emperor's realm. This means that if the other party is not happy, everyone will be unable to leave the heaven.

And at this moment, Donghuang Taiyi was not only unhappy, but also had infinite evil spirits.

"ah!"

Another loud roar, the divine magic activated, and a terrifying mental storm hit the four directions and swept across the eight wildernesses. Even the ancestor witch felt as if she was being pressed by a giant mountain on her head, which was unbearable, not to mention other monks.

In an instant, bursts of screams came, and the witch tribes exploded like bubbles, shattered into flesh mud, and then turned into black smoke to rush towards the water-born witch Gonggong.

After only a few breaths, the billions of witch clan army in the Eighth Heaven died completely, leaving only the twelve ancestor witches.

What is an emperor, unparalleled in the world, what is an emperor, the king among kings.

When Zhaoming returned to the Emperor's realm, the so-called quantity was not only meaningless, but also became something he could easily erase. The divine magic activated by the Emperor's realm was enough to easily erase all cultivators below the Immortal King realm.

At this moment, this magical power covers almost half of the eighth level. The power of the divine power is so strong that it is even almost fainting and difficult to face.

The day after tomorrow, his face changed drastically, and he shouted in horror: "Taiyi, don't!"

No, how about not... Zhaoming screamed in grief. Heaven was destroyed and Di Jun was killed. Not only billions of demons, but now it has become less than one million, almost exterminated.

He is not a ruthless person, how can he regard this as if it had not happened?

"I should have died with Miss Axue, but fate made me miraculously hold on!"

Looking at Houtu, Zhaoming said slowly: "If I die, maybe nothing will happen, but I still live. I thought that I could end many mistakes I had made before, but I didn't expect that fate made me come back alive to avenge them."

"I can't attack you, but they... can't escape!"

Two tears slid down the corner of his eyes. The moment the sound stopped, his body moved and rushed towards the closest Jin ancestor Rushou.

He did not use the Pear Immortal Step, nor did he use the Fire Escape technique, so he walked directly towards him. The seemingly random step was approaching Rushou in an instant.

He raised his hand and slapped it with a palm. He did not use the Fist of Heavenly Punishment, nor did he even use the True Fire of Destruction of the Sun. He simply condensed a little bit of the True Fire of the Sun and slapped towards Rushou.

"Donghuang Taiyi, don't think you can win today. There is no ancestral witch in this world who fears you!"

The ancestor of the gold witch Rushou shouted loudly, and devoted all his life to his ability. It turned into infinite golden light, like a heavenly sword killing Zhaoming.

This is not an ordinary magical power, it is more like a move to die together. Concentrating all the power on oneself is not only true energy, but also the power of the body, and it directly hits it.

This attack, the breath was activated to the end that an immortal king could reach, surging and surging thousands of miles. But Zhaoming seemed to have not noticed it, without any change, and he still slapped it with his palm.

At this moment, the space seemed to be distorted. In everyone's eyes, Zhaoming's movements became very slow, which was so slow that it was hard to describe, but it made people feel unavoidable.

Just looked at the casual palm and slapped directly on the body of the Jin ancestor Rushou.

"Crazy!"

A very strange sound, like the slap of leaves when they are urged by the wind. Then Rushu turned into a ball of flame and rose into the air. After the flames dissipated, they disappeared without a trace.

This is the huge gap in strength. When they are at the same level as the Immortal King, Zhaoming can steadily over him. He can win without any suspense when fighting alone.

Now that he has entered the Emperor's realm, this so-called ancestral witch in the realm of the Supreme Immortal King is already vulnerable to him.

At the disappearance of Rushu, a stream of black smoke whistled, rushing directly into Gonggong's body in the distance like a dark cloud.

When he killed Rushou, Zhaoming had no expression on his face, neither sad nor happy, and took big steps and walked towards Shebi's corpse.

One step or two steps, like a space transfer, instantly arrived in front of Shebi's corpse, raised his hand and covered it directly.

"ah!"

Shebi yelled angrily, activated his magical powers, and bursts of strange black lights came out of his body, condensing together, like a melting of gold and water, with amazing defense.

He was originally a defensive witch, and now he put all his defensive measures into practice, which was enough to compare with the former Zhaoming acquired treasure body.

But it was just a comparison. I saw that palm slapped, blowing like spring breeze and autumn rain. A handful of flames rose, and a ball of black smoke rose into the sky and rushed towards Gonggong in the distance.

When the flames dissipate, the Shebi corpse will never see each other again. Even the ancestor witch with the strongest defense, there is no difference between Zhaoming and others at this moment, just a matter of one palm.

In an instant, Zhaoming killed two ancestor witches in a row, and had no intention of stopping, and walked towards Jumang again.

"Taiyi, no, please don't fight!" Houtu cried loudly, wanting to come and stop him.

But as soon as his body moved, Zhaoming at that place had already walked to Ju Mang's body, raised his hand and slapped it, a fire Xuan'er flashed, black smoke rushed out, and the wood ancestor witch Ju Mang fell.

At this moment, Zhaoming could easily kill all the ancestor witches, but he did not do so. He wanted to take revenge and revenge.

The Heavenly Court collapsed, Di Jun fell, and billions of demons were almost exterminated. What he wanted was not only to kill, but also torture and kill, killing one by one, so that these ancestor witches could personally experience the fear of death approaching.

"ah!"

Zhu Rong, the ancestor of fire, roared angrily and killed Zhaoming directly.

The witch clan is warlike, and the same is true for the ancestor witches. How could they be afraid of Pangu's bloodline, and they cannot sit and wait for Zhaoming to come one by one like waiting for death.

Although Zhu Rong was angry at this moment and had already activated his strength to an extreme that he had never reached before, it still could not make up for the gap.

Zhaoming just turned around and grabbed Zhu Rong's arm in his hand. The five elements magic powers activated, and the Fire Ancestor Witch immediately collapsed in the air.

Although Zhu Rong's body was taller than Zhaoming, at this moment, Zhaoming was holding him like a little chicken.

"In this era, I am the God of Vulcan!"

As soon as the words fell, a true sun fire rushed out from the palm of his hand, without the momentum of storm, but like a small snake, wrapping around Zhurong's arm.

The speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it completely wrapped Zhurong and turned into a fireman. When the flames dissipated, a stream of black smoke rushed out and flew towards Gonggong.

The ancestor witch of fire controls the power of fire, but is burned to death by someone.

At this moment, the other ancestor witches also came back to their senses, and their faces changed drastically. The power of the emperor under the blessing of the divine magic actually made them feel like the weak was before the dominant, and they were at slaughtered and did not know how to resist.

Zhu Jiuyin flashed, and the power of time was activated to kill Zhaoming.

"Tonghuang Taiyi, I will never stop until death today!"

The words that are absolutely true, as if they want to die together.

Zhaoming sneered: "You are not worthy of not having sex with me!"

When he raised his hand, he transformed into a true sun fire, killing the power of time like a whirlwind of fire. There was almost no obstacle, and the true sun fire burned the power of time cleanly and instantly submerged Zhu Jiuyin.

In front of this domineering flame power, this power of time is not enough to match.

His figure flashed, Zhaoming arrived first, and he had already killed Tian Wu, who had just used his magical powers.

The palm was fast and was about to hit the slap. Once the figure flashed, it blocked Zhaoming's palm.

"If you want to kill, just kill me first. Do you have the heart to let me watch my relatives die one by one? You kill me first and let me die with them!"

Houtu looked at Zhaoming and cried loudly. At this moment, she was ready to die. The palm was so close that she could not dodge.

Zhaoming had no intention of stopping, and continued to slap over with his palm. But at the moment when he was about to slap Houtu, he saw a flash of red light, and his whole body turned into flames and walked around Houtu, condensed his body behind her, and lined up with a palm on Tian Wu.

The flame flashed, the black smoke moved, and rushed into Gonggong's body, and the ancestor of the wind fell.

"Lihua... I won't attack you, but you... can't stop me either. If my elder brother is not dead, I might be able to ignore anything else, but at this moment... I really can't stop."

The words fell, and it was already in front of Xuan Ming. His palm flipped, and the flames rushed, and the ancestor of the rain turned into black smoke and dissipated, rushing into Gonggong's body in the distance, and never saw him again.

Houtu still wanted to stop him, but it was useless. In front of Zhaoming, her strength was powerless.

Fire flashed, black smoke rose everywhere, and the ancestor of lightning, Xizi, and Wu Qiangliang, the ancestor of lightning, died one after another, and they all turned into black smoke and rushed into Gonggong's body.

"Ao!"

Gonggong let out a long roar, his breath was amazing. When he saw the mysterious light floating around his body, his whole face began to squirm and change, and finally he turned into another person.

"Pangu!"

Anyone who had seen Pangu's appearance exclaimed in surprise. At this time, Gonggong turned into Pangu's appearance, with a different hair color, exactly the same as Zhaoming in the same place.

Looking at Houtu beside him, Gonggong said in a deep voice: "Twelve sisters, this is already like this, there is no other choice!"

Hou Tu kept shaking his head, tears flowing. One side was her relatives and the other side was her lover. No matter which side to help, it was equivalent to harming the other side. She was already desperate at this moment and didn't know what to do.

"Twelve Sister, do you want to watch your brothers die in vain?" Gonggong yelled angrily.

"Of course, it won't be sacrificed in vain! That's enough!"

Suddenly someone laughed loudly and appeared out of thin air, rushing into the sky and shaking the earth.
Chapter completed!