Suddenly, Long Zijing's body moved, and with the full force of the Flower Shadow Technique, her body was like a butterfly silently bullying forward, and that kind of ethereal and indistinguishable figure came instantly, making Murong Jiu just make a physical instinctive resistance, and then he was hit hard and flew out.

Murong Jiu's soul fluttered slightly in the body flying upside down, Long Zijing's body technique was too fast, and her momentum continued to increase, her strength was definitely not only in the middle of the ninth level, she hid her strength!

Bang!bang...... Murong Jiu was completely passive in the bombardment, and Long Zijing's Flower Shadow Technique was agile to pursue his zombie body, and the palms of his hands slapped down.

Although there was no physical pain, Murong Jiu still sadly spit out a mouthful of death essence, and he was beaten by someone without the power to resist, which felt too aggrieved!

Bang! bang...... Forty-sixth palm, forty-seventh palm...... Murong Jiu has not controlled his body since he was blown away by the first palm, Long Zijing is like a shadow and wants to slap him to death, the chain palm does not stop for a moment, fortunately, Murong Jiu's body is dead, although the bones are broken and the tendons are broken, but he has no pain.

The body was beaten again and again, but the spirit was unyielding, Murong Jiu opened a pair of zombie eyes fiercely, I don't give in, I don't accept it, I lift my breath, I gather my breath - the lion's roar!

"Roar!"

Murong Jiu was powered by the death energy in his body, and he let out a ghostly lion roar, and a circle of violent sound waves burst into Long Zijing's ears.

The two ears rumbled, the ear drums were instantly blasted, and Long Zijing's eyes burned with raging flames, and his ears were deaf and his mind was turbulent. Making her angry, she flew up and kicked Murong Jiu's body deep into a mountain, leaving a clear hole in the surface of the mountain, which showed the strength of this blow, and also showed that Long Zijing's anger was uncontrollable.

Call...... Although he was beaten in embarrassment, Murong Jiu still came out of the hole in an instant, his internal organs were completely shattered, the bones of his whole body had been shattered in many places, and a left leg fell off from his body and was broken into three pieces, and his zombie body was extremely damaged.

But. None of this shook him. The first look of astonishment on his zombie cheeks was the angry kick that Long Zijing poured into his ears due to the sound wave of the lion's roar, and that kick was a powerful blow from Long Zijing's angry state, which was fierce and completely unnecessary.

It was the angry kick that the body twisted and flew up. But it made Murong Jiu feel an extremely familiar aura. It was a cold, sinister evil aura. Murong Jiu stared at Long Zijing, who was not far away, and he spat in a low voice:

"Japan's Yaki Demon Snake!"

It is indeed this evil aura that is in the giant wilderness of the Chinese realm. On the body of the thousand-zhang demon snake that was almost crucified by the Two Realms Tower, it was this aura that Murong Jiu felt. Therefore, he was also able to conclude that Long Zijing's undisguised angry blow was not a real leg and foot, but an evil python tail!

On the surface of the vast Western Sea, Ouyang Jinghua, dressed in black, danced the purple and cyan horsewhip among nearly ten angels with white wings, and a generation of witches all burst out of their own combat power, surging around her with a circle of demonic cloud qi, blocking the angels' attacks.

Her figure was as elusive as a ghost, and she moved in and out of her vehes in front of the angels, and the whip was like a serpent's tail swinging, and her pattern was even more intricate, sometimes revealing its cruel ferocity, which devoured an angel alive.

"Ghost lore, ten thousand bones are extinguished!"

Ouyang Jinghua's body turned rapidly, she shook the horsewhip in her hand at the eight angels, and in an instant, several neck-numbing roars sounded, and this horsewhip suddenly transformed into a hundred-zhang spirit snake, and the hideous eight snake heads slammed into the bodies of the eight angels with a tragic killing aura.

The sound of broken bones and tendons sounded at the same time as the screams, and a ten-pair of winged angels and seven eight-pairs of winged angels were smashed to pieces at the same time, and the severed limbs and arms and the soaring blood mist fell into the dark blue West Sea one after another, and were swallowed up by the rolling waves in an instant.

A palm-sized angel's heart pierced through the sea in horror, turning into a streamer and trying to escape to the west, but it was swallowed into the snake's belly by the hundred-zhang spirit snake using its snake suction skill. After the hundred-zhang spirit snake devoured the heart of the last angel, the snake's tail swing quickly turned into the purple-blue three-foot horsewhip.

At this point, the interception and killing of the Western Angels in the Operation of the Divine Punishment was completely ended, and the Demon Spirit Sect Poppy Blood Guard killed all the Western Angels at the cost of destroying ten people, and none of them escaped.

Glancing at the four poppy blood guards behind her, Ouyang Jinghua turned over and rode on a white horse, waved her whip, and ran away.

In another battlefield of the "Operation Punishment of the Gods", Ouyang Batian, the leader of the Demon Spirit Sect, fought a fallen angel king and an orc king with earth-shattering magic skills.

Ouyang Batian's magic feats were great, his feet seemed to be rolling like thunder, and he showed an extremely fast body method - after chasing the cicada in eight steps, there were many shadows on his feet within eight steps, making it difficult to distinguish the authenticity from the fake, and few people could resist it.

A roar was like rolling thunder and exploded into the air, and in the close-quarters combat that was difficult to distinguish between the virtual and the real, the fallen angel king and the orc king were blasted into pieces by Ouyang Batian's pair of "ghost feet".

The gaze returns again...... In the mountains and forests, Murong Jiu spread that single leg, he flapped his wings wildly, and quickly ran away, since his hearing was damaged by his lion's roar sound wave, Long Zijing was almost in a kind of madness, her face was hideous, her whole body erupted with a cold bloodthirsty aura, and her momentum was still climbing wildly, the late realm of the ninth level, the realm of the ninth level of perfection...... The realm of the quasi-god king!

That surging and tragic momentum was about to make Murong Jiu tremble like falling into an ice cave, and the feeling of powerlessness hit his entire soul and heart.

The free step unfolded at full speed, under the increase of blood-colored wings, Murong Jiu still couldn't get rid of the crazy Long Zijing, she was so angry that she no longer had any scruples at all, and her heart was filled with a monstrous resentment, she would not give up if she didn't peel off Murong Jiu's skin and bones.

So. Long Zijing's Shadow Between the Flowers technique also revealed the essence of evil, and the figure that traveled through the body at great speed was no longer like a butterfly flipping between the flowers, but more like a human-loving bat that was difficult to find.

One after the other, Murong Jiu and Long Zijing shuttled through the middle of the mountains and forests at high speed, and the wind whined and roared...... Facing Long Zijing in the realm of the quasi-god king, Murong Jiu did not have the slightest chance of winning, and if he fled wildly, he might still have a glimmer of life, and chose to collide with Long Zijing heroically, judging from her human-loving face. Murong Jiu's ending was only smashed into slag.

Speed again and again. The carefree walking method that had reached the limit still couldn't get rid of Long Zijing, who was asking for his life, and a cool cold sweat dripped from Murong Jiu's zombie cheek.

The distance between the two continued to shorten, this was not because Murong Jiu's leisurely steps were inferior to Long Zijing's Flower Shadow Technique. It's that the gap between Murong Jiu and Long Zijing's strength is too big. Quasi-god-king. This is the strongest person in the realm of the Successor God King. Murong Jiu's ability to persist until now is already his determined fate.

The frenzied escape continues...... The flaming mountains in front of them were bare and devoid of any vegetation or animals, and the air was filled with a dry fiery air. It was in this barren Flame Mountain that Murong Jiu, who was desperately fleeing, was tragic.

Long Zijing let out a sudden chirp, and a huge python tail flung forward fiercely with a tragic heat wave current, instantly smashing Murong Jiu into the scorching flame mountain.

With one blow, Long Zijing suddenly quickly burrowed into the humanoid hole with her head and feet, and her fists and palms launched a crazy revenge strike against Murong Jiu, one palm, two palms...... One punch, two punches...... The dull rumbling sound that came from that hole indicated that Murong Jiu was being deeply bombarded into the Flame Mountain.

It was ravaged and bombarded without resistance, and the dragon Zijing above Murong Jiu's head pressed down fiercely, and the continuous blows of the palm were about to shatter Murong Jiu in the depths of the mountain.

With his eyes wide open, Murong Jiu glared fiercely at Long Zijing's cruel eyes...... Take a deep breath, unyielding, the storm is still unstunning, I concentrate, I concentrate the soul - the soul attacks!

Suddenly, two gray-black sword shadows compressed and condensed by pure soul energy shot out from Murong Jiu's eyes, penetrating Long Zijing's eyes, and instantly impacting her divine soul.

With Murong Jiu's divine soul attack, she couldn't easily damage Long Zijing's divine soul, but due to Long Zijing's emotional out-of-control, her spiritual soul was in a kind of angry mania, and she was suddenly hit by the will of the divine soul as sharp as a sharp sword, her divine soul was suddenly distorted, her thinking was disordered, and her mental space was chaotic in the shock.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, frantically striking Long Zijing of Murong Jiu, she stopped her movements in an instant, her face went from hideous to confused, and then to painfully distorted, and finally showed the irritability of tearing everything apart...... It was an unyielding divine soul attack, but Murong Jiu's firm counterattack bombarded a quasi-god king who was almost insane into complete madness.

Poor Long Zijing, she was first destroyed by Murong Jiu's lion roar sound wave, and now she was even more mentally confused by the impact of his divine soul willpower, and became stupid, pitiful and pathetic.

Murong Jiu, who had a slight chance to take a breather, was once again bombarded extremely violently, and Long Zijing, who was above his head, slammed down with the most powerful blow of her True Yuan Power in a state of madness, and her palms already exuded a strange purple red.

Thundered...... Murong Jiu was deeply smashed into the belly of the mountain, his physical body was all shattered, and in this blow, not only Murong Jiu's body was severely damaged, but even the belly of the Flame Mountain was shattered...... A reddish pillar of fire erupted from the bottom of the Flame Mountain, instantly engulfing Murong Jiu and Long Zijing and submerging them, and the pillar of fire continued to erupt along the humanoid hole, and in an instant, it burrowed out of the surface of the mountain and burned violently at the mouth of the cave.

Thundered...... The entire realm of the Flame Mountain shook violently, the heat wave was rolling and steaming, and the clouds in the sky were baked away in an instant, and the heat of the Flame Mountain, which resembled a volcanic eruption, continued to rise, and when viewed from a distance, the entire mountain seemed to be burning.

And in the interior of the Flaming Mountain, the entire belly of the mountain has completely dissolved, and it has become a sea of fire, with tongues of fire and flames rolling. In the scorching fire, before Murong Jiu fainted, he vaguely saw that in the depths of the sea of fire, there was a flame spirit with blue fire feathers proudly condensing.

The flames are blazing in the Flame Mountain, and this is the world of fire, and the fire is all over the world...... Long Zijing, the quasi-god king who struggled to resist the flames, finally perished in the scorching of a blue flame, and was wiped out invisible.

Fire, unruly, domineering and ruthless!(To be continued......