In the center of the black flame, the mysterious lotus flower slowly bloomed, and finally gradually revealed its true form.

The Night King's power surged in and engulfed the king's vault.

His body and mind were like a quagmire, sinking deeply, and his bodily functions began to stagnate.

Only the black fire lotus exuded vigorous vitality, and the phantoms of the five great abilities were entwined around the left and right.

"Huh?"

At this moment, the Night King's eyebrows furrowed, and his suspicious gaze fell on Wang Qiong's body.

He suddenly found that his strength was faintly out of control.

You must know that the Replenishing Yuan Realm can't really withstand the power of the Melting Weapon Realm, so he has been controlling it, not wanting to really wipe out Wang Qiong.

But at this moment, his power involuntarily began to be released, as if someone had opened the floodgates.

The power of this scale had obviously exceeded the limits of what the Replenishing Yuan Realm could bear.

Thundered......

Suddenly, a terrifying aura rose from Wang Qiong's body.

The terrifying True Yuan broke through the shackles of darkness, and the True Yuan was vigorous, like the waves of the angry sea, the sun and the moon coexisted, and the yin and yang were combined.

The sun and the moon are born together!

In this vision, a mysterious phantus looms, born out of nothingness, growing in heaven and earth, rooted in the nine shadows, and in the sky.

"It's ...... Lotus!?" The Night King's eyes trembled, and a monstrous wave was set off in his heart.

As a powerhouse of the Melting Weapon Realm, there were not many things that could really move them, but at this moment, the Night King could hardly help himself.

Lotus, this mysterious symbol almost runs through the history of human fire practice, in the long time, many major events have a lotus-shaped figure.

Even, in the realm of melting vessels, there is also a lotus god form.

This mysterious symbol seems to fit some kind of cause and effect and fate in the dark.

"This kid actually has a lotus shape hidden on his body?" the Night King was shocked.

What does this mean?

Thundered......

Suddenly, Wang Qiong moved, his true essence was like the sun and the moon, and the black fire lotus loomed.

Its appearance made Wang Qiong's aura and power completely change.

At this time, Wang Qiong's body was full of light, and his eyes were empty.

"He's different!?" Su Qinghe caught the change in Wang Qiong.

Thundered......

Suddenly, Wang Qiong's figure flickered and disappeared from her sight.

The next moment, a sharp blade slashed at the Night King's head.

"The way of fighting has changed!?" the Night King whispered, and with a flick of his fingers, the Black Dragon Sword suddenly lost its direction under the terrifying force.

Almost at the same moment, Wang Qiong's body twisted, and using his inertia, he slashed horizontally against the scale blade, and the black thunder flowed turbulently, tearing through the darkness and taking only the heart.

"How naïve!"

The Night King did not avoid it, his body was like a long night, and the void was endless.

The reverse scale blade stabbed in, but it sank into the sea like a stone, without the slightest response, and at the same time, the Night King pinched the sword trick in his hand, and pointed it, hitting the center of Wang Qiong's eyebrows.

Airplanes......

The black fire lotus is becoming more and more real, the lotus leaves are swaying, and the fire is full of light

Wang Qiong's True Yuan burst violently as if it were burning, and that kind of power was like an alternative use of the Dragon Elephant Explosion.

Under this terrible fluctuation, the entire high-rise building collapsed violently, and in the aftermath, Wang Qiong fled, and the thunder arm swept like a spear, violently killing.

At this time, his gestures were like blades, and even the true yuan around him became a part of him.

"His way of fighting has completely changed, his six senses are silent, only instinct ......"

Su Qinghe's face was incredulous, and his eyes became more and more frightened and suspicious when he looked at Wang Qiong.

At this moment, Wang Qiong seems to have six senses closed, he doesn't need to see, he doesn't use his ears, he doesn't use touch to perceive, he doesn't smell with smell...... All battles are instinctive, natural and all-encompassing.

This is war, the Tao, and the law.

Thundered......

The Night King is like a high mountain, immovable, and though the king's attack is fierce and powerful like a flood, it cannot hurt a single bit.

On the contrary, it was the unbridled darkness that cut through Wang Qiong's body like a blade.

The flesh was cracked and the blood was dripping.

However, Wang Qiong didn't seem to feel anything, and there was not the slightest fluctuation in his empty eyes.

At this moment, he can only kill.

The primordial qi recovers from the injury, the thunder light arm breeds and kills, and the shadow domain waits for the opportunity......

Three abilities were pushed to the extreme.

Gradually, the black fire lotus became more and more real, and even shadows appeared on the petals.

Primordial Qi, Thunder Light Arm, and Shadow Domain seem to be imprinted on it.

In the face of the Night King, the terrifying pressure caused the fire in Wang Qiong's body to have an incredible change.

"This kid's potential is terrifying, and there is great power hidden in him. The Night King whispered, and his gaze at Wang Qiong gradually revealed three points of appreciation.

With such qualifications, if they can be owned by their Night King Boat, maybe one day, they will be able to rank among the high-level forces and truly stand out.

"It's too strong, he really only has the eightfold Yuan Realm!?" Su Qinghe's face was pale.

Wang Qiong's horror subverted her cognition, if it was really a life-and-death fight, in the face of such a Wang Qiong, she couldn't even catch ten moves.

For the first time, this blood witch who crisscrossed the wasteland and killed Mowgli had such a powerless sense of frustration.

"Little friend, you have really gained my approval, so let's stop here. The Night King whispered.

This time, he didn't keep his hand, and the big hand fell, like a big cover in the sky, and the darkness surged, turning into a rune to suppress it.

In an instant, the true essence around Wang Qiong's body vanished, and all kinds of visions also returned to nothingness.

The true power of the Melting Weapon Realm is invincible, and no matter how against the sky, it will not be able to cross this gap between heaven and earth.

However, to be able to fight so far, Wang Qiong has completely won the recognition and appreciation of the Night King.

I have to say that with such qualifications and courage, among the younger generation, it is almost difficult for the Night King to find a second character who can compare with him.

As a result, he even changed his title.

The Night King knew that with such talent and disposition, sooner or later he would step into the same level as him.

Call......

Wang Qiongru's deflated ball collapsed to the ground, and every inch of flesh and blood felt unprecedented soreness.

He was drenched in sweat, and the blazing heat caused the sweat to evaporate and turn into a white mist.

This battle, for him, the consumption is too great, not only the consumption of true yuan and physical strength, but also the mental pressure is even greater.

"The Melting Weapon Realm is indeed very strong!" Wang Qiong sighed.

"You're already very good, he is imprinted with a god form every day, and the chances of stepping into the Melting Weapon Realm are much greater. The Night King whispered.

After a hearty battle, there is no longer an atmosphere of tension between swords and crossbows.

For Wang Qiong, the Night King has a little more appreciation and curiosity.

"Can we talk now?"

Wang Qiong took a deep breath and stood up a little weakly, he was trembling all over, he was too consumed.

At this moment, Su Qinghe stepped forward with great vision and helped him get up.

The beauty is in compassion, so attentive, Wang Qiong smiled.

"Senior, come with me, I have something good for you to see......" Wang Qiong said mysteriously.

"Good thing?" said the Night King.

"Something that can change the pattern of the wasteland. Wang Qiong whispered.

......

On the wasteland, a huge fortress stands majestically.

The fortress stands like a monument in the heart of the wasteland, the storm of destruction and thunder roaring like the end of the world.

The whole wasteland, I'm afraid there is no one who has not heard of its name.

Doomsday Bastion!

At this time, in the depths of the Doomsday Fortress, an old figure in a gray robe suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes shone like lightning, illuminating the void.

"After many years, I finally felt the same breath again. ”

The old man's voice was like thunder, echoing in the quiet space.

There is a hint of excitement and longing in the loneliness.

Immediately afterwards, the gray-robed old man waved his hand, and a lotus flower slowly emerged in his body.