Jiudu has not really moved for some time, since he served as the king of the Divine Sect, after the Divine Cult really surfaced, his status has become more and more important, and now, he has faintly become a member of the Heavenly Witch Divine Sect, giving orders and holding heavy power, it can be said that he is calling for wind and rain, and he never thought that one day someone would really call him out.

"Damnation?"

Jiudu narrowed his eyes, looked at the young man in front of him, and said coldly: "You kid is not worthy of saying that God is damned!"

As he spoke, King Jiudu clapped his hands lightly, and immediately two black-clad Heavenly Witch Cultists appeared in front of him.

"But since you know = the revival of the Divine Cult, I don't think you should be left in the world!"

Jiudu's tone was mixed with a hint of cruel laughter, it is true that the Divine Cult is going to be revived, and it is not false that it is going to surface, but if someone wants to bring together the revival of the Divine Cult and the curse of heaven, Jiudu is very unhappy.

"Kill him!"

Jiudu stretched out his hand and pointed at Ming Qi who was standing in front of him, and the figures of the two Heavenly Witch Cultists shot out, instantly closing the distance with Ming Qi, and a pitch-black thin sword popped out in their hands, and black flames burned on the thin sword.

Jiudu stood with his hands in his hands, watching with interest.

He was confident that these two black-clothed cultists would be able to clean up the dolls in front of him who didn't know the height of the sky and the earth and were shouting indiscriminately, and when the time came, the big and small wastes of the Feihe Gate would not be able to look at themselves?

Feihe Ancestor was grabbed back by him and fell to the ground, and he was already losing face, but at this time he just stood behind with a somewhat blank expression, looking at it in a daze.

He couldn't believe that in a short period of time, this young man who made him hated so much could become so powerful, and the sword in his hand was clearly not ordinary, and the powerful coercion could even feel a burst of fear even if he was not on the battlefield.

Feihe Old Ancestor's eyes widened, staring at the battlefield of those three people, his emotions were extremely complicated, he didn't even know who he was expecting to win now.

If Jiudu wins, Feihemen will never have dignity at all, and if that kid wins, Feihemen seems to be really facing a catastrophe.

But after all, the current situation is no longer something that his little Feihe can change.

"Lackey, suffer death!"

The black light of the thin sword in the hands of the two Heavenly Witch Sect disciples shone brightly, and they frequently launched attacks towards Ming Qi with tacit understanding, and their figures were even more staggered, coming and going like the wind.

Ming Qi walked among them with the Fire Emperor Sword in his hand, and a bright and dazzling red fire thunder had been brewing on the tip of the dazzling sword.

For these lackeys of the Heavenly Witch God Sect, Ming Qi did not have the slightest merciful thoughts.

For Ming Qi, who has already begun to achieve swordsmanship, the big opening and closing between his hands seems to have no moves, but there are moves, although the sword qi of the heavenly officials is not complete, but its power is not inferior at all, a sword shakes the world, and a sword rises wind and thunder.

Phew!

The thin sword in the hand of one of the Heavenly Witch Cultists inevitably collided with Ming Qi's Fire Emperor Sword, and the black light on the thin sword flickered between the gold and stone, but it was suppressed by the Fire Emperor Sword, and then there was a crisp sound.

Broken rappiers!

The Fire Emperor Sword pushed forward, and Ming Qi made a throat-cutting motion cleanly.

Blood sprayed this Heavenly Witch Cultist and fell to the ground instantly, and after no cooperation, there was no suspense in this battle, and the other Heavenly Witch Cultist didn't even survive a minute, and was killed by Ming Qi again.

The Red Fire Thunder of the Fire Emperor Sword was still the same, as if it had become more dazzling because of the tempering of blood.

Jiudu's face was gloomy, the black-clothed disciple was his right-hand man, he didn't expect to be so vulnerable in front of this young man of unknown origin.

"Boy, suffer death!"

Jiu knew that if he didn't make a move at this time, he would be unable to recover the situation, and the black-clothed cultists would obviously not be able to hold the table.

Brush Brush Brush!

Jiudu's body moved, and the whole person immediately left a trail of afterimages in the same place, and under the change of figure, it was impossible to judge where he was at this moment.

However, Ming Qi was no stranger to Jiudu's method of confusing his opponent, and immediately his mind moved, and the Vermilion Bird Divine Wings were unfolded, and he instantly rose into the air, and the Fire Emperor Sword in his hand danced lightly, and a blazing sea of fire fell into the sky.

The flames of the Vermilion Bird Burning Heavenly Scripture instantly enveloped everyone, including the Heavenly Witch Sect and the disciples of the Flying Crane Sect, as if a doomsday fire rain fell from the sky, and a miserable scream suddenly sounded on the ground.

Feihe Ancestor's face was pale, they were burned a lot on the top of the fairy dragon at the beginning, and they still remembered it at this time, and they couldn't take care of it, so they hurriedly scolded the disciples to retreat and retreat, opening up the range of flames.

Of course, the Heavenly Witch Cultists are not stupid, the King of the Nine Capitals has faced a mysterious enemy, they don't need to do anything at this time, but they will not stand here and wait for death, as soon as the fire rain comes out, they all retreat one after another.

All of a sudden, a huge battlefield was formed in front of the flying cranes, and the Ming Seven and the Nine Capital Dharma Kings were fighting endlessly.

Sword walking dragon snake, Ming Qi did not use the powerful and powerful flame dragon this time, with his current strength of the Ninefold Heavenly and Human Tribulation, in the face of a ten-fold golden body powerhouse, the Nine Capital Dharma King in front of him is obviously not among the ten-fold golden body, at best, it is the nine-fold human tribulation, the Flame Divine Dragon can be described as Ming Qi's killer weapon, the means of pressing the bottom of the box, it will not be easily displayed when necessary.

"Don't step aside!"

Seeing that the ninth sister not far away was about to rush up to help, Ming Qi immediately stopped it, the current battle was no longer something she could intervene in, and there was no room for her to interfere in the battle of the Nine Heavens and Men Tribulation Realm.

After fighting with the King of Jiudu for about a quarter of an hour, Ming Qi's figure quickly retreated a hundred meters, the flames around him swelled, and a blood-red bead emerged.

A sword alone could not achieve a decisive advantage, and Ming Qi directly summoned the martial spirit.

When the Dharma King of Jiudu in the distance saw this blood-red bead, he laughed fiercely, and his hands suddenly stretched out, instantly stretched wide and elongated, and he was going to catch the martial soul behind Ming Qi.

Seeing that the King of Jiudu was unscrupulous, Ming Qi sneered, this guy is so arrogant and strong, today deserves to be your death!

Ming Qi already had a plan in his heart, and he didn't urge the martial soul to retreat, and let the Heavenly Covering Big Hand of the Nine Capital Dharma King grab it, but his body shook to avoid the big hand and move towards the Nine Capital Dharma King.

After several rounds of fighting with Ming Qi, the King of Jiudu also thought that he had figured out the strength of his opponent, and at this speed in front of him, he could not pose a threat to himself at all, so he simply ignored it at all, and just manipulated his big hand to grasp the blood Linglong.

Burst!

The huge palm came into a high-five mode in the air, and it seemed that it was intended to smash the blood exquisitely.

Ming Qi's face did not change, and after approaching Jiudu for dozens of meters, his speed suddenly accelerated, and a touch of blood red bloomed all over his body, and the blood shadow step was cast in an instant, and the big destruction battle suit shrouded in his body was hunting.

The Fire Emperor Sword in his hand stabbed in the air, and a miserable white condensed divine flame flow like a substance flew in an instant, heading straight for the heart of the Nine Capital Dharma King.

Everything was between lightning and flint, and the huge palm of the King of Jiudu was still slapped, but there was no expected result of smashing the opponent's martial soul and causing it to be severely injured, although there was a strong explosion between the hands, but the opponent who had rushed to the front did not stop!

"Huh?!"

Jiudu was shocked, and suddenly felt bad, how could this kid's speed suddenly become so fast!

Almost at the same time, Jiudu's outstretched palms instantly shattered and completely disappeared, and what made him unbelievable was that the blood-red bead that should have been smashed was quickly condensed, and then changed, a blood-red longbow, a blood-red arrow, the bow was bent like a full moon, the arrow went like a meteor, the long arrow flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it almost came to his body with the air flow with a strong flame breath.

"Not good!"

Jiudu knew that the other party's martial soul was so weird, and Rao had never encountered such a strange martial soul in his half-life.

Everyone knows that the self-explosion of the martial soul is equivalent to self-destruction, but the opponent's martial soul obviously blew itself up, but there is no sign of extinction at all, but it changes its form in an instant, and the most fatal thing is that the arrow that breaks through the air has flown in front of it!

The oncoming stream of flames can dodge, and the flying arrows can dodge, but what about behind you?

Jiudu could really feel the heat flow coming from behind him, scorching his skin surgingly.

How did he get behind him so quickly!

Jiu didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he turned around and sank, trying to open up more of the opponent's carefully arranged killing game.

But it seemed that it was too late, a fiery red sword was like a poisonous snake that blocked all the paths he could take, and what was even worse was that the pair of huge wings, which looked like ornaments, actually wrapped towards him, and countless fiery red air currents in the sky rushed towards his whole body like a flame divine knife!

There is no way back!

I don't even have a chance to summon a martial spirit!

Jiudu hated monstrous, but there was nothing to be done!

All this is simply intentional by the opponent!

At first, he was lured to use his magical powers to attack the seemingly fragile martial spirit, and then he unexpectedly deceived him with mysterious footwork, and then there was a sea of fire in the sky.

Jiudu never dreamed that such a young boy would have such a rich and thorough combat deployment.

However, at this moment, the Nine Capital Dharma King is already at the end of his rope, and no matter how much he regrets, he can't make up for the fate of the vanquished.

Martial Soul!

The only thing Jiudu is desperate at this time is to summon the martial soul at the moment before being hit by the opponent, and maybe there is a chance for the Jedi to fight back!

However, this is obviously impossible, how could Ming Qi ignore this point when he thinks about it like this?

The Vermilion Bird Feather Wings were already shrouded towards the Nine Capital Dharma King at the moment when they cast the Vermilion Bird Burning Sky, and the Vermilion Bird Feathers in the sky intertwined to surround the Nine Capital Dharma King, and almost at the same time, the huge Vermilion Bird Divine Wings completely submerged the Nine Capital Dharma King.

All that was left in the air was something like a fiery ball of fire, burning brightly.

On the ground, Feihe Ancestor opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak, and Zhuang Xiaosheng on the side stood there even more stunned, unable to believe it.

The battle ended in a strange way, and when the flames died down, no one could see the whereabouts of the Nine Capital Dharma King, who seemed to be like air, completely disappeared!

Ming Qi put away the Vermilion Bird Divine Wings, slowly landed on the ground, and pointed at the Flying Crane Ancestor who was already frightened in the distance with the Fire Emperor Sword in his hand, and said coldly: "Flying Crane, come and die!"