The Seven Kills Hou walked off the battlefield, his face was full of shame, and he said in frustration: "Ancestor, I've disappointed you, Seven Kills, I'm ashamed of the Golden Clan!"

The Golden Ancestor said lightly: "It's okay, there are still four battles ahead, we will definitely win it back!"

On the ancestral witch's side, Houtu was treated like a hero, and it was a festive scene.

The Golden Clan's quasi-saint peak powerhouse, Shenwei Wang, shouted: "Dijiang, don't be too happy, there are still four games ahead, and you can't win a single one!"

The Ancestor of Slaughter laughed loudly, "King Shenwei, you are old and confused. If our ancestors can't win a single game, how can they all fight the remaining four games!

"You!!" God Weiwang stretched out his hand and pointed at the Xuanming Ancestor Witch, and said angrily: "Little girl, don't draw me in the end, otherwise you will die!"

Xuan Ming laughed and said: "You really have a problem with your brain, you are muscular, simple-minded, and reckless! I don't have to play, no matter how you smoke, you can't pump me!"

"You're ......!!"

"Okay, okay, don't waste time......" Even the Golden Ancestor can't stand it, King Shenwei seems to have a real problem with his brain?

The treasure chest began to shake again, and two more stones flew out, Zhu Rong fought on the ancestral witch's side, but the Golden Clan fought against the Golden Slaughter King.

As the quasi-saint peak powerhouse of the Golden Clan, the Golden Slaughter King is an ancient powerhouse, and he also needs to look up to the existence.

I saw this hundred-foot tall King of the Golden Slaughter, with a pair of big ears fluttering and fanning, carrying a blood-red long knife on his shoulder, and walked forward proudly, looking at Zhu Rong provocatively.

At this time, the battlefield has been replaced by another mountain, and the strong men on both sides have strengthened the power of the enchantment to prevent the battlefield from being destroyed again.

"Zhu Rong, you quickly admit defeat!

When Zhu Rong heard this, he laughed: "King Jin Tu, I know that you are the existence of the peak of the quasi-saint. But the combat power of the ancestral witch is not measured by the realm!"

Zhu Rong's body ignited a fiery red true fire, which is Zhu Rong's innate supernatural power, burning all things in the world and resisting all evil. This is part of the lineage from the great god Pangu, representing Pangu's understanding of the avenue of fire.

This kind of true fire is called Samadhi true fire in later generations, and when he traveled to the west, Red Boy relied on this fire to make Sun Wukong, who was full of combat power, helpless.

Airplanes~~

There was a shock between heaven and earth, and Zhu Rong showed the true body of the ancestral witch, the head of the beast, the body was covered with red phosphorus, the ears were pierced with fire snakes, and the feet were on the fire dragon, like an ancient god of war in the dust. Fire dragons fluttered, haunting him.

"King Jin Tu, I will only attack once! This is my strongest blow, if you can block it, then I will admit defeat!" Zhu Rong made a sound like thunder.

Without waiting for King Jin Tu to agree, he saw Zhu Rong open his huge mouth and frantically devour the aura around him, and the flames rising from his body were also sucked into his mouth.

A look of madness flashed in his eyes, and a surging mana burned violently. The momentum that erupted from his body seemed to be unable to take a single step forward even the Golden Slaughter King at the peak of the quasi-saint.

King Jin Tu is also a strong man who has experienced a hundred battles in the ancient period, otherwise, it would be impossible to be the king of the Golden Clan. His eyes froze, and gradually began to thicken.

Zhu Rong, just like Houtu said, will not slowly condense the general trend, but will gather all his strength in one blow and play the highest combat power!

This should be some kind of forbidden method, and the power of this blow far exceeds his current realm.

However, the Golden Slaughter King also has his own pride, as the king of the Golden Clan, he is fearless!

No matter what forbidden power you use, let it go!

The Golden Slayer King's eyes turned golden and shimmered. I saw that his hands were quickly sealed, and the golden-colored runes danced in his fingertips, gradually forming a golden light curtain.

"Samadhi True Fire, Burn the Heavens and Destroy the Earth!" In the true body of Wan Zhang, a thunderous voice sounded again.

Zhu Rong crossed his hands, and Dao flames appeared at his fingertips. Each flame burned the space to the ground, and the chaotic air flowed in from the hole!

Suddenly, I saw Zhu Rong slamming forward with one hand, and the thunder exploded in the sky, and the endless flames turned into a fire dragon and rushed forward.

The sound of the dragon groaned, and the power shook for nine days.

That fire dragon is the purest samadhi true fire path in heaven and earth, and it looks at the eons and restrains everything!

After sending out this strongest blow, Zhu Rong couldn't even maintain the true body of the ancestral witch, and fell directly to the ground. Obviously, he didn't have the strength to control the fire dragon anymore.

King Jin Tu was shocked, this fire dragon, like a real ancient fire dragon, made all races bow down, restrained all living beings, and was a natural overlord.

This made the Golden Slaughter King can't help but think of the ancestral dragon! In the ancient times, the ancestral dragon was only at the peak of the quasi-saint realm, but he fought alone against the lord of the three holy lands, and he killed the Yin and Yang Ancestor and asked himself: I especially care!

At that time, the dragon clan, the overlord of the Heavenly Destiny, no one dared to question it.

Even if the Phoenix Clan, the Qilin Clan, and the Dragon Clan fought against each other, it was under the condition that the Dragon Clan was infected with great karma, and the two races attacked the Dragon Clan, which led to the decline of the three clans.

Even the Golden Ancestor couldn't help frowning, in the realm of Zhurong, he had already comprehended the existence of the origin of the Law of Fire, which was indeed remarkable!

Even the River Styx let out a "huh", obviously a little surprised.

The Golden Slaughter King roared wildly, revealing his golden true body, the golden light of the Dao surrounded the top of his head, the four hooves stepped on the ground, the earth shook for a while, the golden fangs in his mouth were raised, and the edge of the Dao appeared, piercing the nine heavens.

A blood-colored long knife floated in the air, and the killing aura of Dao Dao rose to the sky, slashing through the universe!

The fire dragon tossed up and down, stirring the wind and clouds, and the huge dragon claws grabbed downward, carrying a simple and vicissitudes of temperament!

The dragon's claws collided head-on with the blood-colored long knife, only to hear a loud bang, and the long knife shattered. The dragon's claws castrated and continued to grasp the golden light curtain. The golden curtain of light, which claimed to be able to block everything, shattered like a bubble.

The aura of killing filled the entire battlefield, as if thousands of demons were roaring in the battlefield.

The Golden Slayer had no way to retreat, and the golden fist rose into the air, wanting to fight against the dragon claw. I saw that his fist, before it touched the claws of the fire dragon, began to slowly melt, turning into hot molten iron!

The Golden Slaughter King still didn't give up, he raised his head, and the golden fangs in his mouth stabbed upward!

This pair of golden fangs contains the power of his origin, if this pair of fangs can't break the fire dragon, the Golden Slayer King can only admit defeat!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The sound of crashing came from the battlefield. Let the spectators be shocked!

The smoke and dust disappeared and the flames dissipated. I saw that the Golden Slaughter King was covered in darkness, standing in the middle of the battlefield, and his fangs snapped and broke one.

However, he showed a miserable smile on his face and said, "Zhu Rong, you, can you fight again?"