Wu Zihao's momentary distraction still made Mi Lu notice, and the latter's face suddenly turned cold, and even had a look of disgust.

"Uh-huh, what's the matter?"

Mi Lu was very unhappy about Wu Zihao's answer, you must know that she is a person in the War Palace, although the War Hall is not like the Black Moon Palace, which is the elite subordinate of the Demon Venerable, but there are quite a lot of masters among them, and she is the top of this group of masters.

Fortunately, this is in the Demon Venerable Palace, otherwise Mi Lu would definitely be the first to kill Wu Zihao and kill Wu Zihao.

"If you want to be the hall master, fight with me, defeat me, you are the hall master of the ninth hall, otherwise, obediently obey my arrangement, and get out of here immediately!"

is not angry and arrogant, this Mi Lu is really a person in a high position, just a look makes Wu Zihao feel the anger in his heart, and even a little oppression in his soul, if his strength is a little worse, he will really be deterred.

"Interesting, let me ask, what will you do if I become the Lord of the Ninth Palace?"

Wu Zihao is not in a hurry, anyway, there is time, but the Mi Lu in front of him makes him a little interested.

"I have been assigned to the ninth hall, whether I can become the hall master or not, I will stay in the ninth hall!" Mi Lu's answer was a little unhappy, this was not because of Wu Zihao, but because of the decision to be divided into the ninth hall.

"That's for the best!"

Wu Zihao took two steps back, kept a suitable distance between the two, and the demon king armament on his body also emerged, wrapping his whole body, and said lightly with his empty hands: "Let's do it, I also want to see your methods, whether you are qualified to be my deputy hall master!"

Arrogant!

Mi Lu shouted angrily, raised his hand and slapped it down, this demon master's level of a shot, it was really unfathomable, the majestic spiritual power under the palm was released violently, almost like the momentum of a landslide falling into the sea, the huge spiritual pressure has become a substance, as if it was not a slap that was pressed, but a big mountain, a heavy peak.

Wu Zihao didn't care, if this Mi Lu didn't show his real skills, it would be impossible to suppress him just because he wanted this means.

Fire!

Wu Zihao didn't move, just flicked his fingers, and a ball of flame shot out, and he didn't need to be on the right head at all, and hit the mountain of spiritual power that fell from the sky, and in the eyes of everyone, the huge spiritual power group burned with a bang, like a flame stained with oil, unstoppable.

The sudden burning flames startled Mi Lu, but she didn't expect that Wu Zihao's means and abilities were not weak, and they could ignite her spiritual power, and it was quite violent.

Magic Spell, Moon Shield!

Airplanes!

With a buzz, the flames that exploded suddenly swelled up, enveloping Mi Lu, and at this moment, a light blue water-colored shield appeared, enveloping Mi Lu's body, allowing the flames to burn, and there was no fluctuation and breaking, and Mi Lu was safe and sound.

As soon as the flames dissipated, Mi Lu was not polite, and forcibly made a move, and two huge slashing knives suddenly appeared on her back, and slammed them into her hands, and then the light blue water-colored shield dissolved, covering her body, forming a layer of protection.

Boom!

Breaking through the wrapping of flames, Mi Lu's eyes were unusually solemn, and Wu Zihao showed more strength than she imagined, and the power released in this gesture was completely capable of fighting her.

While!

Wu Zihao clenched his fists, and the spiritual power gathered on top of the fist, forming a thick spiritual power shield, which was a bit surprising to resist the opponent's attack, but with the tenacity of his body, such an impact could be fully withstanding.

One blow was reactive, Mi Lu took off in the air with his strength, and did not hesitate, killing decisively, and directly released the ability of the 'weapon'.

In an instant, a silver light flashed, and two even larger slashers came out of the air, which became a huge contrast with the size of herself, and the bright silver light emanated from the armor, causing her entire person's aura to change dramatically, and her strength reached the level of the peak of the demon lord.

Magic Spell, Tornado Hail!

Bang!

The transparent sky seemed to have been opened a hole, and countless snowflakes fell down, forming a huge storm in an instant, extremely cold, and even Wu Zihao, who had comprehended the flame spirit pattern, had a trace of cold air entering his body.

This huge storm came too suddenly, enveloping the area of thousands of meters in an instant, almost like the power of heaven, not only the huge tearing and cutting force was like a chaotic knife, but more importantly, the strength of the cold force, which was much stronger than that of Darklusen.

Is it frozen?

The center of the ice storm in the depths of Wu Zihao was even more torn and strangled by indescribable force, and under the armed forces of the torn demon king, the skin that came out of the fruit had condensed into a thick layer of frost, and the cold power that invaded the body was instantly crushed and annihilated by the power of flames.

Explode me!

With a low shout, Mi Lu's hands closed hard, and the ice and snow storm was slapped together by a pair of invisible hands, and the power of the storm immediately reached its limit, bursting out with a force that was enough to wipe out a town.

That's not enough!

Wu Zihao endured the severe pain of tens of millions of sharp blades, and even his body seemed to be uncontrollable and was about to be swept away, if he was swept away, then he would really suffer a big loss.

Trying hard to control the body not to be swept away, the physical body has been raised to the limit in this storm, and every piece of flesh and blood vibrates to resist the huge tearing force of the outside world.

Facing the storm, Wu Zihao's eyes were red, and the green tendons on his neck also appeared under the force, as if he had used all his strength to lift his right foot, which was originally a very simple action, but at the moment it was extremely heavy, as if he was tied to his legs with hundreds of millions of pounds of stones.

Boom!

The right foot stepped down heavily, and suddenly the momentum of the whole person climbed, and the power of the flames in the body flowed wildly, and the force was born from under the feet, standing proudly in the ice and snow storm, like an immovable god of war, no matter the wind and tsunami, it was difficult to shake a bit.

It's so hot!

The blazing purple flames that pierced through the void descended in a furious manner, even if this piece of heaven and earth was completely shrouded in wind and snow, it still gave people a hidden tyrannical scorching heat.

The ice and snow storm that had been crushed together had reached its peak power, and the pressure that Wu Zihao was under was indescribable, but when the purple flames gathered outside his body and formed a layer of protection, this pressure suddenly decayed, and it was no longer as sharp as before.

The infinitely compressed ice and snow storm was finally difficult to continue at the last moment, and it exploded directly, and the turbulent spiritual power became a storm, raging the entire battlefield fiercely, and even the audience seats thousands of kilometers away were also affected, fortunately, these people were not ordinary people, which of them were demon lords with amazing strength, and this was not a cause for concern.

The ice and snow storm dissipated, the cold that covered the sky and the sun dissipated, and all that was left was endless scorching, and the power of this flame completely exceeded the level of ordinary flame spirit pattern awakened people, purple fire, the flame of the second stage.

There are only three stages of the spiritual realm flame spirit pattern, once it reaches the third stage, it is a thousand miles of red ground with a casual clap of hands, even the demon lord above the demon lord does not dare to direct its edge.

In the history of the spirit world, the second level of purple fire was reached by many people, but there were almost no black flames in the third stage.

Throwing the flame robe on his body, Wu Zihao looked up at Mi Lu above his head, although this woman is very strong, it is a pity that when she encounters a stronger opponent like him, even a high-level demon lord does not have the ability to turn the tables.

The blazing flames made this space unusually distorted, and Mi Lu's eyes were also deeply jealous, and she didn't dare to approach, but if she didn't break the deadlock, she would definitely be unlucky the next moment.

Thinking of this, Mi Lu immediately launched the most fierce attack, falling from the sky, and the huge chopping knife was more than ten times larger than her body, which made people think of how this woman should wield such a huge weapon.

Wu Zihao was silent, the temperature around him had reached a terrifying level, and it was difficult for ordinary people to get close at all, this Mi Lu was still attacking at this moment, the only possibility was that she also cared about the power of this flame.

The speed of the increase to the limit completely exceeded Wu Zihao's expectations.

Boom!

The sudden sharp pain in the lower abdomen made Wu Zihao couldn't help but bend down, and he didn't even have time to moan in pain, he had already suffered another heavy blow on his back, and his body fell uncontrollably, and he smashed his face directly against the hard ground.

The flesh and blood felt uncomfortable, and the internal organs were directly crushed under this force, if he wasn't an ordinary body now, this would probably have made him die directly.

Before he had time to think about what kind of ability this Mi Lu's weapon solution was, the cold air above his head went directly into his body, and the feeling was very clear, if he was hit, it was guaranteed that his head would turn into a fried watermelon, and I was afraid that he would really have the possibility of death.

With a strong push of both hands, he plowed a furrow against the ground, and finally avoided the blow of the severed head.

Disheveled!

The shattered stone shot into his cheek like a bullet, and the pain was incomparable, Wu Zihao couldn't help moaning in his heart, looked up at Mi Lu who temporarily stopped attacking in front of him, and said bitterly: "I was disfigured by you, and I was too ruthless!"

Although Mi Lu succeeded in two blows, it was not so comfortable, so close to Wu Zihao, the purple flames inevitably invaded the body, burning every piece of flesh and blood, and even the divine soul was damaged in the burning of this flame.

The pale silver armor already has a hint of dark red, and the two huge chopping knives are also like hot potatoes, and they can't wait to throw them away immediately, for such a tricky opponent, Mi Lu has no choice, she can only forcibly defeat Wu Zihao with the help of the strength of the weapon, otherwise she is the only one who admits defeat.

The pause after the two attacks was not because Mi Lu wanted to give Wu Zihao time to recover, but because she herself needed a little time to breathe and annihilate the flames in her body, otherwise she would have become ashes before Wu Zihao was defeated first.

"Is your weapon solution a force force? a simple force force, otherwise you wouldn't have chosen this attack method!"

Wu Zihao looked at Mi Lu, whose cheeks were flushed, and actually had an urge to laugh, if he was replaced by any high-level demon master, he might be more aggressive after releasing the weapon, but this Mi Lu's weapon solution turned out to be a simple force force, a thorough force force type attack method, the strongest and the weakest ability.