Chapter 25: The Explosive Power of Fire

"Boom", there was a loud noise, the air waves were surging like stormy waves, Zhaoming was like a piece of tissue paper that had been lifted onto the stone wall, just sticking to it, and the air waves continued to gush, as if the mountain was pressing down on him and making him breathless.

If the rocks and locusts flew out, Rao is Zhaoming's body strength was comparable to that of the treasure weapon was also smashed, and his mind was in chaos.

The sound of a huge explosion echoed in the cavern, as if it was hammering the heart, making many of the excavating demon clans located at a depth of 10,000 meters look panicked, not knowing what happened.

After the qi waves stopped, Zhaoming, who was covered in bruises, fell from the stone wall like autumn leaves, lying motionless on a piece of rocky flying sand, holding his breath and slowly breathing.

It took a long time to gradually come back to his senses, if it weren't for the cultivation of the Dafa of Oven Body Refining, I am afraid that it would have been shattered into powder at this moment.

Looking at the stone wall that was blown out of a big hole in front of me, I was puzzled, for no reason, why did this place suddenly explode?

After thinking for a moment, his heart moved, and he suddenly thought of something, and when he spread his palm, he mobilized the true qi in his body and began to condense the flames.

At this time, his strength was limited, and all he could mobilize was the power of Yuan Huo. But it didn't matter, what mattered was that he felt that he had found a way to make himself stronger.

The flames began to swirl in his hand, faster and faster, and Zhao Ming was not in a hurry, urging the Flame Jue to continuously merge the true qi in his body into the vortex in the same way that he had been in the stone wall before.

Under the rapid swirling of the whirlpool, the power of the flames began to compress continuously, double, triple, and quadruple...... It wasn't until ten times that Zhaoming stopped.

Looking closely, the Yuan Huo that was rapidly circling in his hand already had a feeling of turning gas into water, and vaguely, it had become like a liquid flame and a little viscous.

Zhao Ming used the Flame Technique to induce the Yuan Huo Dao Pattern to stop the whirlpool in his hand and throw it into a round ball. Then use the divine consciousness to control the zhì yuan fire path pattern and continue to work, until it flies out dozens of meters away, and then cuts off the divine consciousness connection.

Suddenly, I saw that the fireball emitted a dazzling light, even exceeding the surrounding stone walls, and then I heard a burst of explosions, booming, one after another. Although it was not as terrifying as the previous explosion, it was also beyond the power of the flames that Akira had used in the past.

As it turned out, Zhaoming suddenly realized that when the power of the flame was compressed to a certain extent, and then let it explode at once, it could produce a more powerful destructive power than simply incinerating with flames.

I didn't want to let my efforts go to waste, and while thinking about how to deal with it, I kept guiding the flame power under the stone wall to hover in place, and the flame power inside the guide zhì gathered more and more, and continued to condense.

After that, he broke off the connection with those flame powers, causing all the power to explode instantly, so he blew up the stone wall like this.

Knowing the reason, Zhaoming was ecstatic, he only had the exercises to refine his true qi and physical body, but he had no so-called supernatural powers and offensive means, and he could only rely on flame burning to deal with his opponent all along.

Now that he can use flames to generate explosive power, he can not only use it to dig up the Red Light Flame Wave Stone, but also make himself more combative.

Immediately, he stopped thinking about how to mine, but began to try his new power understanding.

Urging, condensing, circling, releasing over and over again, for days in a row, until you can do whatever you want.

Gathering his mind and looking at the gravel on the ground, Zhaoming suddenly remembered the Dao pattern vortex he sensed again. Presumably, there must have been ore in that place.

Immediately searched carefully, and saw the whirlpool of patterns in the pile of rubble. Pulling out the surface of the gravel, a cone-shaped stone that was extremely hot, red like a bright pearl, like a small sun.

This stone is very similar to the Red Flame Wave Stone, except that it is more bright and dazzling, and although there are wave lines inside, it is black. What's even more surprising is that these black waves seem to be alive, constantly shaking and dancing, as if a red crystal bottle is sealed with black water.

With Zhaoming's knowledge, he naturally couldn't recognize what it was, but his intuition told him that this stone must be extraordinary, even more precious than the Red Light Flame Wave Stone.

Holding it in his hand, feeling the scorching temperature on the stone, and after brushing the dust, Zhaoming put the stone into the ravines in his chest.

After pranayama cross-legged again, and after his body was restored, Zhaoming once again scanned the red stone walls around him.

There are a lot of whirlpools, but they are much smaller, and they can't compare with the previous one. Zhaoming chose one of them, and repeated the technique, using the Yuan Fire Dao Pattern and the Flame Technique to mobilize the flame power in the stone wall to continuously circle around the whirlpool of the pattern.

After feeling that it was about the same as before, he used his divine sense to control the fire path pattern to guide the flame power to continue to hover, and he quickly withdrew.

After exiting a few hundred meters away, a huge explosion was heard, and a huge hole was blown out of the stone wall.

When the qi wave stopped and most of the flame power dissipated, Zhaoming rushed over, rummaging through the rocks, and soon had a harvest.

The red stone, the blue ripple brand, is indeed the red flame wave stone. It's just that what makes Zhaoming a little depressed is that there are a lot of Red Light Flame Wave Stones found, dozens of pieces, but they are only the size of a thumb. The ports can be connected to each other, which is clearly a large red flame wave stone, but it can't withstand the power of the explosion, and it is directly shattered.

If it's broken, it's broken, and in short, it's okay to make a difference.

Zhaoming collected the scattered red light flame wave stones, looked around, and the more he went inside, the more whirlpools of Dao patterns appeared. The extremely rare Red Light Flame Wave Stone on the top is quite a lot here.

However, the black veined Dao pattern vortex before was no longer seen, and the stone was rarer and more magical than the Red Light Flame Wave Stone, and it could withstand the power of the flame explosion, which was a more precious thing.

There was no one else here, and with the method of excavation, the Red Light Flame Stone would no longer be a problem, and the first problem he had to face seemed to have been solved, which made the corners of Zhaoming's mouth can't help but smile.

Thinking that he had been down for several days, Zhaoming was not in a hurry to continue mining, and decided to return first.

He went deep into the tunnel, and there was no news to spread it, even if he knew that he was a fire devouring demon, Shura would probably be extremely worried.

Returning along the same path, his divine consciousness dispersed, and he soon returned to a depth of 10,000 meters. The fight in that place was over, and the demon clan who had dug the mine was lying on the ground, not feeling any movement, and it seemed that there was no breath.

The Black Panther Demon continued to mine with True Qi not far away, although there were some wolves, but it was not difficult to see from his eyebrows that he was extremely happy at the moment. Having an extra piece of Red Light Flame Wave Stone not only saved a lot of effort, but also meant that he was one step closer to getting out.

Although five pieces of Red Light Flame Wave Stone can leave here, not everyone can dig it, most of them dig two, three or four pieces can not support it, and die here, along with the Red Light Flame Stone in the ravine.

The divine consciousness stayed on the demon clan that was like a corpse or should have been a corpse, and Zhaoming couldn't help but think of what Ah Cao had said again.

"The weakness of our demon clan is not strength, but heart, a heart that is unwilling to unite!"

The territory of the demon clan pointed out by Sun Jiuyang is not a happy land, but on the contrary, it is also a land of killing. It is undeniable that there are hearty people like the Minotaur here, but also sinister people like the Jackal Demon, and this Black Panther Demon who does not hesitate to kill people of the same clan for his own benefit.

There should be more of the latter than the former, and it is no wonder that the Wu clan does not seem to have a very serious fortification in this area, perhaps they already know very well that such a demon clan will only be entangled in internal strife, and will not have the strength to fight at all.

Can such a demon clan still have a future? Where is the emperor who once made the demon clan invincible in the world?

I can't think of an answer, and I can't continue to think about it. And the most helpless thing in reality is that even if there are many Tianji Ridges, it is indeed the only place where the demon clan can inhabit the entire Flood Desolate Continent.

Exploring with his divine sense, avoiding all the mining demons, Zhaoming walked along the tunnel towards the entrance of the cave.

Tracing the road, after walking for about five or six thousand meters, his divine sense swept to the place where Shura lived, and Zhaoming's face immediately sank, and he hurriedly went to the entrance of the cave.

Thousands of meters away, it was almost there, and the scene in front of him made Zhaoming rush towards his head with all the flames.

The wild dog demon held a long whip and whipped it the ground, and the person who was whipped was not Shura.

At this time, Shura was lying motionless on the ground, his breath was disordered, his whole body was blurred with flesh and blood, and he was scarred.

"Stop!" Zhao Ming roared, and the whole person turned into a ball of fireball and rushed straight over.

"Boom", with a loud bang, immediately hit the wild dog demon, but unfortunately the difference in strength between the two is too much, the wild dog demon does not move at all, but Zhaoming is flying far away.

"What people!" exclaimed the wild dog demon and withdrew as soon as possible.

In this cave, there is a strange power limit, except for the special case of Zhaoming, ordinary monks will be suppressed when they come in, and the wild dog demon is no exception.

He didn't notice Zhaoming's approach, and he didn't realize until he was knocked down by the other party, and suddenly he was attacked, even if it was not a big deal, he was startled.

Zhaoming was bounced back to the stone wall by the force, and when he fell to the ground, he immediately turned over and got up, regardless of the blood and qi in his body, he hurriedly ran to Shura's side and picked him up, and shouted eagerly: "Shura, Shura, how are you? Wake up!"

Shura was severely injured and was already unconscious, making him so anxious that two lines of fire tears flowed down his cheeks.

"It's you, you little cub, you dare to do it to me, see if I don't kill you!"

There was a flame entanglement on Zhaoming's body, which made the wild dog demon see the appearance clearly, and immediately became furious, rushed over and wanted to make a move again.

"You dare!"

Zhaoming roared angrily, hugged Shura, glared angrily, and Rin's divine technique operated on its own, which actually made the wild dog demon stunned and stopped.

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