When Akali was considering whether to stop Ji'an, the latter had already entered his own state, and Ji'an, who had released the power in the weapon, had already entered his own state.

The mid-level demon lord who released the power in the weapon was definitely not comparable to the ordinary high-level demon lord, whether it was the power or the control of spiritual power, it was simply terrifying.

The scattered killing intent was pervasive, and some of the surrounding demon kings all felt Ji'an's crazy battle intent, and the thick spiritual pressure was released from his body, and even the gravel under his feet was shattered piece by piece, turning into dust under this amazing pressure.

After Ji'an's weapon was released, it was very peculiar, without the huge blade, dozens of blades like tail thorns spread out behind it, all of which were condensed by spiritual power, and each one contained an astonishing amount of power.

The tail thorn swayed, like a peacock opening the screen, but what was hidden under this exquisite was a cold killing machine.

Wu Zihao stared at Ji An with interest, the release of this demon lord's ability was a bit interesting, and the pressure on him was quite great, if it weren't for his comprehension of the flame spirit pattern, the flames covered his whole body, forming a circle of flame shields to resist the spiritual pressure of the outside world, this spiritual pressure alone would make him very uncomfortable.

"You, do you want to kill me?"

Wu Zihao laughed disappreliably, this battle, he has not enjoyed it yet, Ji An is too weak, he is not his opponent at all, otherwise with the means on his martial arts fist scripture, he can definitely be easily killed.

Under Ji An's cold face, he couldn't see the emotions he should have at all, but he stared at Wu Zihao with a pair of eyes full of murderous intent, and the release of the weapon improved his ability a lot, and now he has the power of an intermediate demon lord with a casual blow.

Magic spell, stone thorn!

The same spell was released again, but the effect was that Wu Zihao had a thrilling vibration, the earth trembled, like thousands of horses galloping, constantly beating, and in the next breath, countless stone thorns emerged from under the earth like bamboo shoots.

Densely packed, hundreds of stone thorns pierced the earth, shooting towards Wu Zihao in mid-air, covering a whole piece of the sky, like countless arrows, vowing to pierce Wu Zihao's heart with ten thousand arrows.

The momentum is terrifying, Wu Zihao is also bright, this hand is a bit interesting, and he finally did not lose the name of the demon lord.

Magic spell, fire fall!

The fire spirit power surged, and a fireball several times larger than the diameter just now condensed, hanging in the air was three points hotter than the scorching sun in the sky, and what entered the body between breaths was hot air, which could be ignited in the next second.

Two moves, up and down, bombarded Wu Zihao, who had no action, Ji'an himself moved, leaving only a string of figures, much faster than the previous speed, and the tail spines extending from the back twisted rapidly, cutting at high speed, forming a sharp wind blade.

In the face of such an offensive, Wu Zihao did not dare to be careless, and if he was a little careless, he would really suffer, but he didn't want to launch an offensive with the Wildfire Fist Sutra, otherwise this Ji'an would definitely die.

As soon as his mind moved, Wu Zihao raised his hand and pressed it down, and the flames suddenly burned, erupting from his palm, condensing into a huge palm print, slapping heavily on the stone thorns that shot out, and immediately erupted into a fine roar, and the flame palm was finally unsustainable after emptying a piece, and was pierced by the stone thorns, but it also cleaned up a range for Wu Zihao.

The flames wrapped around his body and fell down like a meteor, and when he raised his hand, he threw a punch at Ji'an, so fast that even the huge fireball above his head did not have such a speed.

Bang!

The two figures rolled together, and the majestic spiritual power landslide and tsunami were released, forming a huge whirlpool under the collision of the strands of force, tearing and cutting everything around.

Boom!

Wu Zihao flew upside down in the air, just in time to meet the huge fireball falling from the sky, his hands were spread out, as if he wanted to embrace the huge fireball that fell into the sky, even if his own body had been tempered by flames, he still felt an indescribable burning pain.

Yes!

His eyes were red, every sweat pore on his body was opened, and the power of the two flames touched, Wu Zihao immediately burst out with a shocking roar, and he let this fireball hit his body, and a strange scene appeared, this huge fireball seemed to have encountered a whirlpool, and it actually hovered in front of Wu Zihao.

A huge fireball that was enough to wipe out a small town was held in Wu Zihao's arms, and under everyone's horrified eyes, the fireball continued to shrink until there was a little flame left behind it.

Wu Zihao, who devoured such a huge fire spiritual power, was also extremely uncomfortable, every piece of flesh and blood in his body was completely boiling, and every drop of blood swallowed up a ball of fire spiritual power, and the feeling of being about to be exploded was extremely uncomfortable.

Refining the fire trick, melting!

At this moment, Wu Zihao even felt the state of every drop of blood in his body, how tough his body was after being tempered by thunder and flames, otherwise he would not dare to devour such a huge flame.

The body is like a grinding disc, constantly refining and devouring the power of the flames in the body, and the flames that escape form a circle of flame aura outside the body, although it is not as hot as the real fire Ruyi, but it is not much different.

This time, don't say that it is the demon king and demon lord who is watching the drama around, even Ji'an, who has entered the peak state himself, is extremely shocked, where is Wu Zihao, who is suspended in mid-air, still has a little human appearance, it is completely a fire god of war, and the huge power of flame can be swallowed into the body, which even some people who comprehend the flame spirit pattern cannot do this.

Where is this still a person, I'm afraid that this kind of ability can only be done by the vice-deputy.

Akali on the side finally changed color, the power of the blazing flame could completely threaten her, and it was even more amazing after being smelted by the fire refining technique, and even the crimson turned to purple.

"What's the situation with this kid? Even the few people I know who have flame spirit patterns are definitely not as strong as this!"

The man beside Akali had a solemn face, and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, the scene in front of him was too weird, and it was not at all the power that ordinary owners of flame spirit patterns could have.

"Mfad, I think this kid in the Ninth Hall is probably a powerful character, I didn't expect another genius in the Ninth Hall to rise, it's really strange, this Ninth Hall is the cradle of genius, and there can be a powerful character every day!"

There was a faint condensation between Akali's eyebrows, this Wu Zihao is too strong, such a flame dares to devour, even she doesn't dare to do this, I'm afraid that the body will be turned into ashes in this flame.

The man who had been speaking before replied: "So what? The people of the Ninth Hall are doomed to tragedy, the people of the Nine Hall Alliance will definitely not let this kid grow up, even if he can get the throne of the hall master this time, it won't be long before he will be killed on the battlefield, there is never a shortage of talents here, and the most important thing is to survive!"

"What is this kid doing? Is it possible to break through?"

Akali's eyes changed a little when she looked at Wu Zihao, she knew how powerful a genius was, because there was such an existence in her war hall, forever suppressing the light of all of them.

At this moment, Wu Zihao in the middle of the air is already very hot, although the killing intent of Ji'an on the side is undiminished, but he can't get close at all, even if he enters within thirty meters, there is a feeling that he wants to melt, and even the spiritual power is difficult to condense, and he can't pose a threat to Wu Zihao at all.

Wu Zihao, who was suspended in mid-air, was also in a crisis, so he devoured such a huge amount of fire spiritual power, which had exceeded the limit of what he could bear, if he swallowed it out now, it might only be a slight injury, and if he continued, he would explode and die.

The fire refining technique continued to rotate, grinding out the power of this flame into the flesh and blood, and at the same time constantly compressing the power of this flame, the original red color of the flame spirit pattern in the center of his eyebrows actually had a slight light purple, which was more condensed than the red.

Wu Zihao had only one thought in his mind at this time, swallow, swallow this flame, he can already control the thunder of the world, this flame he will devour, and he will smelt.

The Wildfire Fist Sutra, which may be the fist intent of the ancient martial arts fist Sutra, flowed out of Wu Zihao's mind, and the power of the flames in his body was suddenly pulled, and under the tempering of the fist intent, the dross was stripped away layer by layer, and the remaining flames were more refined, but less tyrannical than before.

At the moment when everyone thought that Wu Zihao was going to explode and die, the flames in the sky shook suddenly, and they dissipated to the point that there was nothing left, and even from the blazing heat just now to a little cold, as if the firepower of the entire heaven and earth had been sucked away.

The flame spirit pattern in the center of the eyebrows has completely turned dark purple, and the spiritual power flows like a dark purple flame, indescribably evil and ghostly.

"Good!"

Wu Zihao snorted, his whole body was full of strength and felt unusually comfortable, even his divine soul was much more condensed than before, and with a sweep of his divine sense, he immediately looked at Akali, who was the strongest in this area.

The motionless Wu Zihao was very incomprehensible, and Mfaid frowned and said: "What is this kid doing in a daze? It's really arrogant, or I'll teach him a lesson, otherwise I don't know who has the final say here!"

A smile overflowed from the corner of Akali's mouth, and she snorted coldly: "He's giving me a war letter!"

"What? he wants to challenge you?" Mfad was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said: "It seems that this guy really doesn't know how to live or die, it's just that, I'll teach him a lesson, don't ask, I know how to be measured!"

"Mfad, you don't have to make a move!"

"Huh, what's wrong?"

"You're no match for him!"

As if to confirm Akali's words, Ji'an, who had been eyeing him for a long time, suddenly made a move, and the spiritual power blade extending from his body twisted rapidly, forming a terrifying storm of spiritual power, and the sound of tearing apart the space was terrifying.

Space Storm!

Ji An shouted, the whole person rushed to the sky, countless spiritual power blades rolled, forming a huge storm, this solid land was also torn by the storm and constantly shattered, even if there was a light curtain wrapped by Akali's hand, it still made people shudder, if they were caught in that storm, it was estimated that it would not be wiped out in a second.

With a grasp of his right hand, a spiritual power tail thorn fell into his hand, instantly turned into a sharp spear, and stabbed fiercely towards Wu Zihao in the storm package, obviously this Ji'an was in a rage, and had forgotten his sense of proportion, such a means, where can a demon king withstand it.