Being carried away by the five fingers of the Wu clan in his back, even though Zhao Ming was negligible about the pain because of the cultivation of the Dafa of Furnace Refining the Body, the taste still made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

If he was caught by the demon clan like this, Zhaoming would definitely speak out and fight for a chance to live, even if he whispered. But the one who captured him was the Wu Clan, the race he hated the most, even if he died, he would not bow to them.

For a while, he gritted his teeth and remained motionless, as if the person who was arrested was not himself.

He didn't speak, the witch didn't speak, and he was anxious at the moment. The situation was critical before, not to mention the mirage on the treasure ship, even the fire feather serpent demon himself was not an opponent.

Even if he had the slightest idea of using it as a threat, he also had the mentality of killing a man, and it was because it was of other uses. Unexpectedly, those demon clans didn't chase after him, so he escaped by luck.

Although he was able to get out, he was terrified in his heart, so he didn't think much about it, so he just fled for his life in a hurry. In a hurry, he was separated from the retreating Wu army and became alone.

If it is on the Flood Desolation Continent, it is not a big deal to be alone, as long as you do not enter the territory of the Immortal Clan, most of the Flood Desolation Witch Clan can walk sideways.

But when it comes to this sea, it's different, in the sea, monsters are everywhere, don't say that he is a lone Heavenly Immortal Realm witch clan, even if he comes to the army, those demon beasts will also take the initiative to attack.

At this time, it should be because it is not far from the previous battlefield, and the demon beasts here have all been attracted to it, either dead or injured, so they have not encountered an attack for the time being. But this situation will definitely not last long, and when those remnant demon beasts recover their breath, or new demon beasts come to this sea area, they will be dead.

Neither spoke, and continued in silence.

The sun sets and the moon rises, and three days have passed, and no other clan has been encountered, which makes this witch clan anxious. Under the rapid fire, his breath was chaotic, his body froze, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

The strange blood red was not ordinary blood red, but pink, and there was a strange power mixed in it, becoming like a flame.

Watching this flame-like blood fall into the sea, Zhaoming was overjoyed, there was no doubt that it was the fire poison of the Fire Feather Serpent Demon.

This thing has the power of fire, but it is also the power of poison, if it is not hit, it is fine, once it is entered into the body like this, the consequences are naturally quite severe. The witch clan was in a hurry to go, and he had never healed his wounds, and at this moment finally the fire poison attacked.

The fire poison was powerful, raging all over the body, making the witch clan extremely painful. Trembling all over, he gasped for a moment, then withdrew his hand from Zhaoming's back, inserted it into the flesh and blood of his chest, and shouted, "Suck out the fire poison for me, and I will spare you from death." ”

At that time, he entangled the Fire Feather Serpent Demon with the power of thunder and lightning, and he had the opportunity to kill Zhaoming, but he did not continue, not because he was compassionate, but because Zhaoming was a Fire Devouring Demon.

Fire Eaters feed on flames, which has become their innate ability to devour flames. He didn't know if he could dissolve the fire poison of the Fire Feather Serpent Demon, and if he asked for help, the strongest in the clan would naturally be able to do it. But the Wu clan has always done their own things, and his heart is quite high, so he thought of a treatment method to catch Zhaoming to suck the fire poison on his body.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually wanted to do this kind of thing by himself, Zhaoming was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Stupid Wu clan, actually hit such an idea." Don't even think about it, kill me, and you can wait for your own death!"

When I watched the Fire Feather Serpent Demon perform the Fire Poison Technique before, I could see the flame pattern from it, and I thought that I could also use my supernatural powers to absorb it.

However, although the Fire Eater can suck flames, it is not free to do as he pleases, and it is also limited by its strength. If the power of the flames exceeds one's capacity, the result is also a dead end.

He usually smokes ordinary flames, and this Fire Feather Serpent Demon is three realms higher than himself, and it is still a question whether he can withstand the fire poison he casts. What's more, the other party is still a witch clan, so Zhaoming refused without even thinking about it.

Seeing Zhaoming's refusal to be so simple, the Wu clan's face was ugly, and he said fiercely: "If you don't say it, don't blame me for being vicious." ”

"Vicious?haha, is there anything else in your Wu clan that is not vicious?" Zhao Ming laughed, in his heart, there was not a single good thing in the Wu clan, all of them were miscellaneous pieces created by Pangu's blindness. Hearing the other party say such things at this moment only made him feel indescribably funny.

When the Wu clan heard this, his eyes were immediately full of murder, and he said viciously: "It seems that you don't know how powerful you don't know if you don't taste some bitterness." ”

Zhao Ming sneered: "I only hate in my life that I don't have enough strength to kill all of you miscellaneous witch clans." If you can indirectly die today, you can be considered to have your wish. If you want to kill or chop, you just have to do it, Lao Tzu snorted today and didn't plant it. ”

"Just let me see how hard your bones are!" the Wu clan shouted angrily, holding Zhaoming in one hand and grasping Zhaoming's shoulder blades with the other hand and slowly squeezing it.

The force became stronger and stronger, and after a while, a clicking sound of bone cracking was heard, which made people's hearts tremble.

Even though he has cultivated the Dafa of Oven Body Refining and is like a treasure weapon, the difference in strength between the two sides is too great, and the other party is a witch clan that has always been famous for its divine power, Zhaoming's body of this treasure weapon cannot bear it, and the bones in his body have been pinched and cracked by it.

The whole process wasn't that fast, but because of that, the pain was even more terrifying. If it were someone else, I am afraid that it would already be a wail. But Zhaoming was fearless, he suffered the pain of burning his body with flames every day, far better than this, and he didn't care at all.

Mo said that he snorted in pain, and he didn't even show a look of pain on his face, but Zhaoming showed a smile on his face, as if he was enjoying it.

"It's hard enough, I'll see how long you can hold on!" the Wu clan was furious, and his movements were even bigger, grabbing a hand, starting with his fingers and slowly crushing it.

This time it's no longer cracked, it's broken. The bones in his hands were like soybeans sandwiched between the grinding discs, crushed to pieces, almost fused with flesh and blood.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, such a sharp pain, even Zhaoming trembled, but still did not show the color of pain, but smiled even more victoriously, without fear.

There is a difference of three realms, and it is helpless to lose to him, and he has already lost due to his lack of strength, but he must not lose in the contest of heart and spirit. This is the Wu clan, the Wu clan that he hates the most, if he loses to the other party psychologically, what qualifications do he have to say that he wants to avenge Ah Cao in the future?

Broken inch by inch, crushed little by little, the witch clan was fierce, and within half an hour, except for the head, Zhaoming's entire body had no bones intact. At this time, he is like an octopus, soft and weak.

Among them, the pain is indescribable, if you are someone else, don't say a word, I'm afraid that it will have already died of pain.

But Zhaoming was silent, although the flames trembled all over his body and he was drenched in cold sweat, he always had a smile on his face, as if the body that had been abused by the Wu Clan was not his own.

In this way, even the Wu clan gasped, and raised his palm to pinch Zhaoming's head.

When a cultivator advances to the Immortal Realm during the Tribulation Period, he has a chance to reforge and refine his physical body, and if he has any disabilities or the like on his body, he can use this opportunity to completely recover.

And alien demon races such as the Fire Devouring Demon like Zhaoming have the opportunity to use this opportunity to condense a body that is more suitable for cultivation and combat.

Therefore, there is still hope that all the bones of the body will be destroyed, but this head is different.

There is a purple mansion here, which is the foundation of the monks, and once it is destroyed, it is powerless to return to heaven and will definitely die. Once this place is crushed, Zhaoming is dead.

Seeing death ahead, Zhaoming had no fear, let alone begging for mercy. Looking at the palm that was gradually grabbing, his eyes looked like death.

Pressing the palm of his hand on Zhaoming's forehead, the Wu clan clenched his teeth, and his face was angry, if anyone looked from the side at this moment, he was afraid that he would suspect that the suffering person should be this Wu clan, not Zhaoming.

Looking at Zhaoming in front of him, the Wu clan secretly hated in his heart, even if the other party didn't beg for mercy, even a few howls in pain could make him feel comfortable. But the other party not only didn't say a word, but kept smiling, which made him feel a strong sense of frustration in his heart.

If you slap the other party to death with one palm, you will win in terms of strength, but you always feel that you have lost somewhere.

Looking at Zhaoming, the Wu clan gasped heavily, as if they were hesitating what to do. The breath also began to be more messy, and the power of fire poison on his back had already invaded his body, if he didn't deal with it quickly, I am afraid that he would really die and would definitely have no chance again.

Scanning around, he found that there was a little sign of an island on the sea in the distance, and he immediately thought about it and had an idea. looked at Zhaoming, and said with a cruel smile: "I really have backbone, but I will make you regret it." After I recover, I will take you back to the Flood Desolate Continent, and then send you to the Demon Garden, so that you can feel the despair inside, and then see if you can still have the same hard breath as you are now. ”

After saying that, he laughed and flew to the island ahead.

Zhaoming's face did not change, he was still smiling, but his heart was like the waves of the Hanhai Sea, undulating.

Demon Garden, the purgatory of this demon clan, although Zhaoming didn't want to mention it, he was not afraid. I have come out of purgatory, and I have suffered so much, how can I fear purgatory again?

He didn't want to go back there, just because it was the place where Acaofang's soul was buried, and it was his sad place.

He thought that he would return to that place one day, but not now, but when he had the strength to destroy that place.

But in the current situation, it is impossible for him to beg for mercy, and he can only let it go for a while.

As I got closer to the island, I found that this was not a small island as I imagined, but a large place.

The fire poison on his body is getting more and more powerful, and the Wu clan is also unsustainable, after landing on the ground, he summoned a spear, pierced Zhaoming through his chest, and nailed it directly to the ground.

Then sit cross-legged on one side and use the magic power of the whole body to regulate pranayama and heal the wounds.