The abruptness of the giant palm appeared, piercing through the shackles of layers of white clouds, as if falling from the sky. Like the power of heaven, like the presence of God.

But after experiencing that battle of the gods' clones, Wu Ming knew that although this seemed mysterious and unpredictable, it was like a god attack, but the difference in power was very far away, and it could not be said at all.

The clones of the gods are all dead at my hands, and God can't take me away, so what are you? Even if Lao Tzu's true yuan is exhausted now, you can't take me back!

Wu Ming burst into tears, and the flames all over his body rose again, and the ground was full of flames, like a volcanic eruption, and the entire world was full of fire, and Wu Ming was the king of the fire, ruling the world!

At this moment, the shackles in Wu Ming's heart were opened, and there was a special feeling lingering in his heart, just as the Buddha said, in heaven and on earth, I am the only one! At this time, Wu Ming has this feeling, in this world of flames, I am the strongest monarch, and everything in the world must be surrendered!

In a trance, that trace of Jiuyang True Fire rose again, and the three-legged golden crow became clear and condensed.

"King, this is actually the breath of a king? This guy is really full of surprises!" Ao Tian sighed, he originally felt that Wu Ming's bones were not good, and he felt that his strength was too poor, and he was not diligent, and he also had lazy emotions, how could such an ordinary person be valued by the witch god? Okay, the death of the female doll last time stimulated him a lot, but so what? There are many people who don't need such stimulation and can still sweat ten times more than others, and there are countless people with higher talent than him.

But at this moment, Ao Tian's opinion changed a little. This kid can be chosen. It's not all about luck, maybe he has his merits, right?

Sometimes, a person has too many shortcomings, and many people will unintentionally ignore his advantages.

It can be said that Wu Ming is the performance of a generation, a little rich is safe, and he doesn't ask for a big man who can't eat with five tripods and is cooked and eaten with five tripods, just to be able to live a peaceful life, so it is happiness. But creation makes people, but Wu Ming is a fatherless and motherless dick. Then he also traveled to this magical world. However, the idea of being rich is still rooted in his heart. I still want to live my own little life, find a wife and have a baby, and pretend to be a little embarrassed when I have time. Although the wish is good, the experience is extremely mixed and bumpy.

All the time. What outsiders see is Wu Ming's shortcomings. But he never paid attention to how much pressure he was carrying. is already a small rich character. But he was forced not to work hard, otherwise there was only one way to die, and he couldn't even protect the people around him. How many people can afford this kind of pressure?

Ao Tian once said that if he could improve his strength to the level of the Heavenly Dao, he would be able to 'revive' Shi Jingxuan, so Wu Ming also fought hard for it. But this is simple to say, how many can really do it? Even if Ao Tian lived for tens of millions of years, he couldn't see the existence of that realm. In a word, a hopeless hope, but Wu Ming can fight for it, who sees this?

Heavenly Dao strength?

Except for Hongjun Dao Ancestor, the most mysterious ancestor, none of the other ancestors could have such strong strength. And there are countless people in the world, how many people can soar?

How small is this hope?

The heaviness of this sentence is not enough for outsiders to understand, and Ao Tian can also ignore it. But this time, Wu Ming's long-suppressed personality suddenly burst out, and Ao Tian suddenly discovered that this kid was not so undesirable. endured the unbearable pressure of ordinary people, but this outbreak made him have a special temperament, like a king in the flood period!

What is King?

The king is the supreme existence of a clan, the dragon ancestor is the king of the dragon ancestor, the spirit king is the king of the spirit body, and the Yan emperor is the king of all the races in the world. This kind of person, whose strength is beyond that of ordinary cultivators, can only be looked up to, and there is a supreme temperament on his body. It's not self-confidence, it's not narcissism, it's control.

Although he has been confused and desperate, Wu Ming can still maintain his heart. This is the strongest, and this is the most basic condition for becoming a king.

Countless people looked at the realm of the sea of fire, is this still the power that a human can have? The humanoid object with fire all over his body, is he a human or a god?

At the same moment, the palm print in the sky, which was several zhang in size, collapsed inexplicably, and Emperor Shakti's chest thumped, spurting out a mouthful of bright red essence blood. Kongxing suddenly stood up, and Kongjie looked up.

Fire, all around fire. This is a world of fire.

Wu Ming felt that his body seemed to merge with this worldly realm, he was fire, and fire was himself. All the flames are their own people, and they are the king. In this world, he is an omnipotent existence, even if Pang Ban comes in, he has absolute confidence to deal with it.

This is a wonderful realm, which can be said to be the unity of heaven and man, or it can be said to be absolute control.

There are dark clouds in the sky, and it is clear that another catastrophe is coming.

The birth of the king is definitely an existence that is not allowed by the way of heaven.

But at this time, no one is paying attention, or there is no need to pay attention.

The empty action was taken, and one step was taken, and the eight halls were out. The white clothes were fluttering, and there was a trace of blood light behind the shiny head, just like the golden light of the Buddha's merits, and he was the blood light.

"A sad song, cast my demon body. What can I do even if I am the king of fire?" A stream of blood-red demonic qi covered his body, and he saw that his whole person was taller out of thin air, and black demonic qi appeared, forming a black armor on his body to envelop his entire body.

This kind of consciousness is not only derived from Wu Ming, but also Kongxing is obviously so confident, but it has not yet reached the realm where everything is under control.

"Unexpectedly, the golden body of the Arhat was changed to a demon body, no wonder even the master had to obey. The talent for martial arts is excellent, and I'm afraid I can't do it either. "Empty Jie's face is solemn, although he has won the empty line in Buddhist enlightenment before, but it is only a reluctant effort. But now that he saw this supreme demon god in the empty line, he could only shake his head and sigh, such a talent, he actually apostatized if he hadn't swallowed the seven-hearted color lotus, I'm afraid that this senior brother wouldn't need to raise his hand to kill himself at all, right?

Picking lotus together, not only through the seven orifices, but also the supreme magic power. But even so, the empty ring still thinks that he is not the opponent of this former senior brother, which shows how terrifying this Heavenly Dragon Evil Monk is.

For decades, his face has remained the same, no one has ever seen him go all out, and no one knows how strong his true strength is.

Now that Wu Ming has broken through the shackles in his heart and used a trace of the breath of a supreme king to fight against it, he may be able to overturn the old bottom of the empty line. The empty ring can only look forward to it, if he is given more time, he has the confidence to fight against it, but now, the gap is still very far, even if he has the realm of the Nine Heavens of Innocence now!

The empty ring did not move, and just wanted to watch the next shocking battle. (To be continued......)