Looking at Leng Jiu Ming, who stood proudly in the air, staring at him like a god looking down on a mortal, Mo Zhiyao's face became extremely solemn.

Mo Zhiyao had a feeling before, and the strength of this Leng Jiu Ming was by no means as simple as it appeared on the surface. It's just that I didn't expect that the latter actually broke through to the Nine Tribulations realm.

Mo Zhiyao squinted his eyes, covering the color of vibration. It seems that this Leng Jiu Ming also has a lot of opportunities in the Sea of Death and Fire, otherwise, he would never let him survive the Ninth Heavenly Tribulation in that kind of place. And then things get a little tricky.

The combat power that Leng Jiu Ming possessed after he was promoted to the Nine Tribulations realm was not comparable to that of the Necromantic King. The qualifications of the former, the quality of the Heavenly Tribulation are at least the highest grade. The difference in strength between the two can be described as a world of difference.

Mo Zhiyao frowned, and then his face returned to normal. Although Leng Jiu Ming survived the Ninth Heavenly Tribulation, which surprised him a little, it did not mean that it would make him retreat because of this.

"Mo Zhiyao, if you kneel in front of me now and admit defeat and beg for mercy, maybe I will consider letting you go. Leng Jiuming clasped his hands to his chest, looked arrogant, looked at Mo Zhiyao condescendingly and said.

"It's just you? I don't think I'm qualified yet. Mo Zhiyao lowered his eyes and said expressionlessly. Then, his palms slowly folded in front of him, and in an instant, the brilliant golden red spiritual light was a narrow and loud sound of dragons and phoenixes, rolling away in the sky.

The majestic power of the demon spirit swept behind it like a wave. In the midst of the monstrous demonic energy, six rounds of black demonic yang rose from it.

In the face of Leng Jiuming, whose strength has soared, Mo Zhiyao has also begun to reveal his true hole cards.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" Looking at the six-wheeled demon yang suspended behind Mo Zhiyao, Leng Jiuming's face completely turned cold. Immediately, he didn't hesitate, his slender fingers flicked, and a spiritual power suddenly roared out, sweeping towards Mo Zhiyao. In that horse training, there was an extreme cold and sharp fluctuations.

Mo Zhiyao's toes tapped the void, and his figure retreated ghostly towards the back, and at the same time, in the pupil of his left eye, a mysterious array faintly emerged.

With the gradual clarity of the Xuan Ao Array, an invisible wave swept out from Mo Zhiyao's left eye, and the lightning quietly shrouded Leng Jiu Ming.

Looking at Mo Zhiyao, who was retreating violently, Leng Jiuming sneered. However, before the smile on his face could spread, it suddenly froze!

An invisible fluctuation silently swept Leng Jiu Ming into it, making his vision become distorted, especially in his mind, there seemed to be a sharp demon roar resounding, and the sound waves, like nine days of thunder, made his body tremble fiercely. In his eyes, there was a momentary loss of concentration.

"Huh!"

Using the mirage demon pupil to make Leng Jiu Ming reveal an instantaneous flaw, Mo Zhiyao's figure burst out, and it was actually directly swept past that spiritual power training, and the teleportation generally appeared above the former's head, and his hands were quickly sealed in front of him.

With the formation of Mo Zhiyao's handprint, I saw the six-wheeled demon sun suspended behind him, which instantly turned into rolling magma and flowed down, blending and intertwining, and a huge black flood furnace appeared between this heaven and earth out of thin air.

Six Yang Demon Soldiers, Heavenly Demon Furnace!

The furnace condensed, the huge furnace body tilted, the furnace mouth was like the mouth of a giant beast, and a powerful absorbing force surged out of it, and then in the midst of many horrified eyes, it directly swallowed the cold nine hells into it.

After the Heavenly Demon Flood Furnace ingested Leng Jiu Ming into it, Mo Zhiyao's figure flashed above the furnace mouth like a ghost, his hands flashed out of the Dao Afterimage Seal, and his eyes suddenly became extremely cold.

"Heavenly Demon Flood Furnace, refining heaven and earth!"

The majestic demonic power roared out of Mo Zhiyao's body like a flood, and frantically poured into the huge flood furnace below him. A violent wave that changed the color of the heavens and the earth suddenly turbulent with the momentum of the tide.

On that day, Mo Zhiyao had burned the three of them into nothingness with this Heavenly Demon Flood Furnace, which shows how terrifying its power is. Now, this Leng Jiu Ming is trapped in it again, I don't know if it will end up in the same fate?

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In the Heavenly Demon Furnace.

In Leng Jiuming's distracted eyes, there was suddenly a ray of essence passing by, and then a glow appeared again. His body trembled violently, and the spiritual power in his body stirred up with each other, bursting out with terrifying power, and it turned out to be a forced suppression of the turbulent mind.

Leng Jiuming's strength was far superior to that of the three of Li Fei that day, and the mirage demon pupil could only affect him for a moment, and he was freed from it.

But in such a short period of time, the situation has changed dramatically.

His gaze swept around, and Leng Jiuming's pupils suddenly constricted to the size of a needle. As far as the eye could see, black flames were everywhere. Waves of devastating fluctuations, permeating and palpitating.

"What kind of place is this?" Leng Jiuming's face changed drastically, he was only distracted for a moment, how could he fall into such a murderous place?

"Whew!"

It's just that before Leng Jiu could come up with any clues, the black raging flames in the surrounding sky turned into layers of fire waves, surging across the heavens and the earth, and the terrifying high temperature made this space violently distorted.

"Bastard!"

Leng Jiuming scolded angrily, and the vast spiritual power condensed into a huge wave, blasting away in all directions, resisting the black fire wave from a hundred feet away.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The waves of ice and fire collided wildly, and the two diametrically opposed violent spiritual powers of extreme cold and blazing eroded each other, and when the mist rose, a terrifying spiritual power shock wave erupted.

"Roar!"

In this space, there seems to be the roar of an angry dragon. Leng Jiuming's eyes changed.

I saw the monstrous black fire wave, which condensed rapidly, and then turned into a huge black fire dragon. The fire dragon was entrenched in the air, and strange black magma flowed down from its body, containing astonishing violent fluctuations.

The fire dragon roared wildly, and then its huge body moved, and it was crazy to rush towards Leng Jiu Ming.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The black fire dragon swept through the air, and the air suddenly exploded, with a terrifying sound.

Leng Jiu looked at the black fire dragon that was rapidly expanding in his pupils, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and the extremely majestic spiritual power surged out from his body, and then turned into a huge pillar of spiritual power, soaring into the sky. It collided directly with the black fire dragon.

"Boom!"

In the earth-shattering loud sound, the residual strength of the powerful spiritual power spread out like a storm, and even made this space tremble.

The two collided and stalemate with each other. But this stalemate didn't last long, Leng Jiu Ming was shocked to see that the pillar of spiritual power light quickly collapsed under the crazy collision of the black fire dragon. And the fire dragon, with the terrifying power of burning the heavens and the earth, sat down heavily.

"Boom!"

Leng Jiuming's figure was instantly annihilated in it.

"Zheng!"

A metallic roar suddenly sounded, and I saw that cracks suddenly appeared on the body of the black fire dragon. Then, the brilliant golden light burst out like a thorn of light.

"Whew!"

The Black Fire Dragon let out a scream as it looked up to the sky, and the cracks on its body were increasing. Thousands of rays of light rose into the sky, and in the next moment, the black fire dragon was directly torn into pieces by the endless golden sword, and then turned into points of light and dissipated in all directions.

A figure slowly emerged from it.

The robe on Leng Jiuming's body was torn in many places, and he looked extremely embarrassed. The surface of the exposed body is even scorched black in a few places.

Obviously, the black fire dragon just now also caused him some trauma.

"Mo Zhiyao!"

A roar of rage came from Leng Jiuming's mouth. At this moment, he has obviously gone berserk. Promoted to the Nine Tribulations, Leng Jiuming never thought that he would actually suffer such a big loss in the hands of Mo Zhiyao.

Then, when his roar was still echoing in this space, in the surrounding sea of fire, there were violent spiritual power fluctuations that vibrated again.

Leng Jiuming's face changed, and he hurriedly looked at it.

I saw a wave of fire surging in the sea of fire ahead, and then the roar of an angry dragon came out of it. The monstrous giant dragon body reappeared from it. And this time, it was a whole five black fire dragons!

The Heavenly Demon Flood Furnace is the ultimate demon weapon form transformed by the power of the six yangs, and each round of the demon sun will condense a black fire dragon. At this moment, Leng Jiu Ming only defeated one, and there were still five!

Looking at this scene, Leng Jiuming's face became completely ugly. He could guess that this strange sea of fire space must be a means used by Mo Zhiyao. It's just that what he didn't expect was that the latter's method actually had such a terrifying offensive power.

"Roar!"

And just when Leng Jiuming's face was ugly, the five black fire dragons that reappeared shook their huge hideous dragon bodies and roared out. The terrifying heat made the space red, and there were faint signs of melting.

Looking at the five black fire dragons that rushed towards him, the furious color on Leng Jiuming's face instead converged, and he returned to that palpitating indifferent look. Then, the corners of his mouth curled up with a cold arc.

"Mo Zhiyao, just by this means, you want to defeat me, you are whimsical. ”

Leng Jiu's cold gaze locked on the five black fire dragons in front of him, and then his hands suddenly closed. Suddenly, the majestic spiritual power of gold and blue rose from his body.

The majestic spiritual power turned into a torrent entrenched around Leng Jiuming's body, and in the next moment, it directly turned into a shocking storm!