The dance of death began, Wu Zihao endured unimaginable pain, and this Wu Changkong's means were also very tight, and this move completely forced Wu Zihao into the threat of death.

Flesh and blood splashed, and in just one breath, it caused terrifying damage to Wu Zihao, and there was no possibility of any demon lord surviving.

Fire!

Although the severe pain in his body made Wu Zihao have an urge to collapse, it made him unusually calm, and even in this state, his perception of the outside world was much clearer.

It's really hot like clothes, and it starts directly!

Endless flames spread from the void, the scorching fire Lang made the ice and snow on the entire mountain peak melt quickly, and before the fire rain in the sky dissipated, the earth was already covered by flames, and the things it touched were directly ignited, and it really became the end of the world.

"I'm afraid this little bit of flame power can't save you, the game between us can be over!"

Without giving Wu Zihao a chance to fight back, the three bodies in Wu Changkong's shuttle suddenly accelerated after an extremely brief pause, and the six spikes on the fist pierced into Wu Zihao's chest, directly piercing his heart, and the violent qi and blood power gushed out, all of which were submerged into Wu Zihao's body.

The fire was still spreading, and the endless dark purple flames spread over, dyeing Wu Zihao's 100 meters around him into a bewitching picture.

Although the power of this flame was strong, it was not enough to defeat Wu Changkong, who was an emperor-level master, but the latter retreated, because he felt that in this flame, there seemed to be a tyrannical aura brewing, and it would explode in the next moment.

Wu Zihao's deity kept trembling, and he was rushed into his body by this huge amount of qi and blood, making every piece of his flesh and blood have the urge to explode.

Burst!

Wu Changkong opened his mouth lightly, staring at Wu Zihao coldly, knowing that he would never have a chance to live, and the amount of mixed qi and blood power sent into Wu Zihao's body was enough to support the peak Martial Emperor, and Wu Zihao's strength obviously had not reached the level of a high-level Martial Emperor.

Bang bang bang!

A dull and dense sound came out, Wu Zihao's acquaintance was hit by a heavy hammer, several uncontrolled shocks in succession, and he took more than ten steps backwards one after another, and his flesh exploded again into a blur of flesh and blood, and his appearance was extremely miserable, like a tomato that had been pinched and exploded.

Before the blood could flow out, it had already been evaporated by the blazing flames, and the pupils of the eyes had long been covered with blood, and now there was even more blazing flames.

Even if he was seriously injured, Wu Zihao's toughness was amazing, such an injury was not enough to kill him, how powerful the qi and blood essence in his body was, how vigorous his vitality was, as long as his head was not pinched and exploded, he would definitely not die, and the miserable appearance did not explain anything.

The flames converged like water, and from a distance, it looked like a huge cloak hanging behind Wu Zihao, swinging from time to time, as if it was being blown by a breeze, but in fact, Wu Zihao was within a hundred meters of his body, and there was no air at all, and even the space was slightly distorted.

The terrifying power of the Fire Refining Technique has been shown, so that Wu Zihao is not afraid of the damage of the flame at all, and the comprehension of the Wildfire Fist Sutra has fused him with the flames, and he has already understood the fury of the fire.

Facing Wu Changkong's unhesitating fists, two flame dragons shot out, unchanging, just like a real fire dragon, the moment he approached Wu Changkong, he opened his huge mouth to devour and refine it.

"Well, it's a bit interesting, I have reached a certain level of cultivation in flame control, such a powerful flame power and control ability, I'm afraid even a high-level martial emperor may not be able to compare, but this attack power, for emperor-level masters, it won't be much of a problem!"

Wu Changkong seemed to see that Wu Zihao was fighting back to the death, and commented casually, as if he wanted to crush Wu Zihao's confidence in resisting the most.

Blood, light of the red moon!

The spikes swept, and a red light suddenly bloomed in mid-air, sweeping over the onrushing fire dragon, and in the deafening sound, the fire rain fell, and the heat blew through Wu Changkong's long hair, but not even a single hair of his hair was injured.

"It's a pity, your counterattack doesn't seem to be useful, can you still withstand my blow now?"

Wu Changkong is very proud, he can kill Wu Zihao with his own hands, although it is a bit of a bully, but this is war, killing the enemy's main general with his own hands, such glory and merit are quite good.

Wu Zihao didn't speak, his eyes looked into the air, what was floating here was not only the flames released by the blow he had just hit, but also the flames that escaped from the clone and the battle wind, both of whom controlled the flames, but they would not be suspected, after all, there were also two of the remaining demon lords who mastered the flame spirit pattern, but they were not as terrifying as them.

"The Wildfire Fist Sutra is the tyranny of taking fire, now, feel my anger, smelt this heaven and earth for me, and release all the anger and tyranny!"

Wu Zihao's emotions began to become restless, his red eyes had become tyrannical like beasts, and the surrounding flames also vibrated strangely, as if they were the same as his emotions.

The Crucible of Heaven and Earth!

With a bang, the flames that covered the sun all day were tyrannically vented, dyeing the entire sky red, and the ground under his feet was completely covered with flames.

Within a kilometer, the heavens and the earth were completely plunged into flames, and Wu Zihao and Wu Changkong were the strongest here, and the violent flames completely sealed the traces of the two, and the people from the outside world could only see a dark purple fireball left over there while suffering from the flames, which contained terrifying flame power.

Wu Changkong, who was blocked in the Flame World Realm, was also surprised, he never thought that Wu Zihao would suddenly burst out with such terrifying power, and the flames that covered the sky and the sun seemed to have become a world realm of its own, blocking him.

The blazing flames swept over like water, rushing again and again, making Wu Changkong taste the discomfort of the flames, although it was not painful, but it was also very uncomfortable, and the most important thing was that the red qi and blood around him were also consumed, and there was a slight passage.

The corners of his mouth were a little dry, and Wu Changkong's knowledge was not so frightened, but looking at Wu Zihao's crazy appearance, his heart was still a little shocked, and he finally understood why Wanliu would die in Wu Zihao's hands, just this move was enough to kill the intermediate Martial Emperor, I am afraid that even the Senior Martial Emperor could be injured.

Heaven and earth furnace, refining!

With Wu Zihao's control, the flames in this piece of heaven and earth burned wildly, as if everything in it was about to be smelted, such a terrifying firepower, even the strength of Wu Changkong Emperor was quite uncomfortable.

The qi and blood are constantly evaporated, and even the qi and blood in the body seem to be rushing out of the body, if it weren't for the fact that he has reached the level of the emperor level, and his control of the physical body has entered a higher realm, just this one moment can make him become a human being.

The eyes were full of flames, enveloping Wu Changkong, and even the divine soul perception was infinitely weakened, if he couldn't get out of this place as soon as possible, even if he didn't die, he would have to shed his skin.

Wu Changkong moved quickly, wielding his sharp fist gloves and constantly bombarding the flame barrier, but it was always difficult to defeat it, and Wu Zihao, who controlled the furnace of heaven and earth, was also severely impacted into his body by the constant concussive force, and the blood in his mouth and nose kept overflowing.

The blood curtain outside his body melted, Wu Changkong's body was constantly scorched by the fire, and even his black hair showed scorching marks, with his cultivation, it was a little uncomfortable, one can imagine how amazing the power of this heaven and earth furnace is.

Yes!

Wu Changkong roared angrily, obviously angered by the flames of Lang after Lang, with his strength, if he couldn't capture Wu Zihao cleanly, he would be a little embarrassed.

"Damn boy, you think you can trap me and kill me with this thing?

Bloody, Bloody!

Wu Changkong's rage, so that he finally couldn't help but cast a real killer weapon, this berserk blood technique is the most violent and weird kind of power in the blood demon**, in order to release the amount of power in the qi and blood essence in exchange for an infinite increase in the amount of power within a certain period of time, this means is not too much to do even against the battle wind, of course, it is the war wind that does not use the power of the stars.

Bright red blood overflowed the surface of his body, and there was no evaporation in this blazing flame, but the previous literary aura dissipated, replaced by a deep brutality, it seemed, he had incarnated into a brutal, the most tyrannical existence in the world.

Phew!

Arms tore forward fiercely, this heaven and earth wrapped in flames could not bear this kind of force, and was torn out a gap by Wu Changkong, even if it was blocked by the flames used later, but Wu Zihao's face was still pale, as if his body had been torn apart.

Lan Ling stood quietly in the distance, her originally stable expression also changed the moment Wu Changkong tore open the flames, even if the subsequent flames blocked Wu Changkong's breath again, she was still keenly aware of the changes.

"The Bloody Demon Technique is really powerful, he can actually have such a terrifying aura, this Martial Changkong seems to be very simple, it seems that only people in the Dark Temple in the Ten Directions Realm have refined the Blood Technique, his attainments are already quite good, could it be that he is a person from the Dark Temple?"

Lan Ling's eyes were a little gloomy, not because of Wu Changkong's power, but because of the Dark Temple that might be related to him, this organization is a real weird place in the Ten Directions Realm, and it is truly beyond the existence of imperial power, but it has never been a matter of the world, and very few people will come out, almost becoming a rumor.

The Dark Temple, the Holy Buddha Temple, the Bliss Palace, the Wuji Mountain, and the Emperor's Tomb, these five places are the oldest rumors in the Ten Directions Realm, these five places are the most mysterious places in the entire Ten Directions Realm, according to the rumors that have been handed down for countless years, these five places have the ability to destroy the starry sky, and it is rumored that only those who surpass the Martial God can be summoned to the Holy Land.

Although Wu Changkong's strength is still very weak, it is only the cultivation of Emperor Wu, but the blood technique ** he showed is too strong, and the release of that moment made Lan Ling feel a tyrannical aura that she has never had, with her understanding of Tianlong City, there is absolutely no such ** in Tianlong City.