Chapter 822: Liwei (1)

Shengzhou.

In terms of area, I am afraid that it is not in the top 100 in the entire West Sea, but in terms of influence, it is definitely in the top three. There is no other reason, just because there is the Fang family here, and the ancestor of the Fang family, one of the three great immortal kings of the entire West Sea, is in charge.

Once upon a time, no one could deny the strength of the Fang family, because this family not only had a powerful Immortal King Ancestor, but also a group of extraordinary rising stars.

Not to mention Fang Mingjun, the eldest young man of the Fang family who looked down on his peers in Xihai with a proud attitude, even the other sons of the Fang family, Fang Minghai and Fang Mingdong, were also the absolute leaders among their peers.

Especially coupled with the Fang family's ancestral divine channel, it is even more powerful and powerful.

In those years in the West Sea, once they heard that someone from the Fang family was coming, the other forces would first consider how to avoid it. It's just that this qiē finally changed more than ten years ago.

A fire-devouring demon named Taiyi came from the Flood Desolate Continent, like a comet sweeping across the sky, and Zhang Ning, the Yingzhou Spirit Rhino Sword, the second disciple of the Soul Returning Ancestor of Jugu Zhou, and the children of the Fang family were all defeated in the hands of that person.

Especially the children of the Fang family, Fang Mingdong and Fang Minghai even died one after another, although Fang Mingjun held his life, he damaged the Five Elements Demon Clan that the Fang family had cultivated for him since childhood.

When Taiyi appeared in the West Sea for the second time, he snatched the immortal fruit, causing the Fang family ancestor to chase after him.

I thought that the Fire Devouring Demon named Taiyi was dead, but it turned out that the ancestor of the Fang family returned from a serious injury.

And now, this fire-swallowing demon named Taiyi has come to the West Sea here, and even directly to Shengzhou. Feeling Zhaoming's powerful aura, the immortals on the island were all stunned, and many of them had seen Zhaoming, and it was hard to imagine that he was already so powerful.

After being stunned, a large number of monks began to flee when they saw the opportunity.

This Fire Devouring Demon named Taiyi was like the nemesis of the Fang family, and the younger generation of the Fang family was abolished when he came to the West Sea for the first time. The second time I came to Xihai to abolish the ancestor of the Fang family, and now the third time, it seems that there is still a strong killing intent, I am afraid that it is not one or two people who will be abolished.

Zhaoming stood above Shengzhou, looking down on this lively land, and unreservedly released his breath. Impacting a qiē above the living island.

He had already killed several rising stars of the Fang family before, and the grudge was already big, coupled with the immortal fruit, the ancestor of the Fang family must hate himself deep into the bone marrow. Now even the most outstanding Fang Mingjun of the Fang family has died in his own hands, once the ancestor of the Fang family recovers from his injuries, I believe that he will ignore the protection of Yiqiē.

You can't hurt yourself, but you may hurt the people around you, or the demon clan.

Anyway, it is necessary to stand up, so it is appropriate. He is an enemy.

The impact of the immortal king's breath one after another, gradually curdled the substance, like a howling wind, rolling the verdant forest above the Shengzhou into the air, and then rolling up the raging flames, all of which ignited, turning into meteor showers and falling from the sky.

"Stop!"

Finally, someone from the Fang family rushed out, but it was not the ancestor of the Fang family. It was one of his descendants, pointing at Zhaoming and shouting: "You...... You ......"

I want to say something harsh. But I didn't know what to say. The other party is also an immortal king, and he is so strong, it is clear that he is coming for his own ancestor, and no matter how cruel he says, he is just deceiving himself.

"Let the old ghost of the Fang family come out!" Zhao Ming said coldly, glaring at the man, and the Rin Divine Technique urged. A spiritual force fell majestically, like the top of the mountain, causing the man to panic and fall from the sky. The tongue is stiff, and the face is dead. was directly frightened to death.

"I ...... My home...... The ancestor is not in ......."

The other Fang family monk forced himself to calm down, held back the panic in his heart and said.

"Isn't it there?" A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhaoming's mouth, and he said loudly: "In that case, then I will burn this Shengzhou!"

As soon as the words fell, the sun was urged to be true fire, and endless flames condensed in the void, turning into huge fireballs, like a torrential rain pouring down from the sky.

The place where the divine consciousness is shrouded is the range of fire and rain attacks. Zhaoming's spiritual power is strong, not to mention unparalleled in the world, in the same realm, I am afraid that no one can compare. Even though the area of Shengzhou is not small, no one was spared, and it turned into a sea of fire in an instant.

The power of the sun's true fire, there is nothing to stop in the living continent, and nothing can stop it. All the monks who did not flee were scattered in a scream, and all the vegetation and the land were reduced to ashes in an instant.

The flames were majestic, melting the land, and the huge continent became like molten maltose in an instant, getting smaller and smaller.

"Too young, too much deception!"

With a roar, the lava soared into the sky, and between the flames breaking open, a figure rose into the sky, killing Zhaoming, it was the ancestor of the Fang family.

Even though his anger is soaring, his breath is not very stable. Obviously, the power of the lake water of the man in the black cloak that day was not so easy to digest, and he was not lightly injured at the moment.

Before he could go far, a true fire of the sun swept like a red rainbow, forcing him to stop in the air and unable to move forward.

"The old ghost of the Fang family, is it finally willing to give up?" Zhao Ming sneered, his mental power was strong, even though the other party tried his best to hide his breath, he still couldn't hide it. Since the other party is unwilling to come out, he will beat the rabbit with grass and burn this Shengzhou with a fire, and he doesn't believe that the other party will not come out.

"You killed my grandson, this revenge is not shared. "The ancestor of the Fang family shouted, for so many years in the West Sea, how could he have been bullied like this.

"Don't share the sky!" Zhaoming laughed: "There are many people in this world who will share the sky with me, and you are not the only one." Killing your grandson is not a common thing, and there are tens of millions of people who want to seek revenge on you, an old ghost. ”

"You have injuries on your body, I don't bully you. In today's battle, I don't use the real fire of the sun, I only use one success. If you take my punch, the old grudge will be written off!"

As he spoke, he put one hand behind his back and the other quickly condensed flames. Yin and Yang Xuanhuo are intertwined, walking around the arm, and it does not turn into the true fire of the sun, and it is submerged into the fist in an instant, and the flame has condensed.

The fist of heavenly wrath condensed, Zhaoming with one hand behind his back, standing in the void, seemingly breezy and calm, but it made people feel as if they saw a tight longbow, pulling the string and drawing the arrow, ready to attack.

Even if the Rin Divine Technique was not urged, the kind of imperial domineering that brewed out made people feel as heavy as pressing a mountain in their hearts, and they couldn't breathe.

Others are still like this, not to mention the Fang Family Ancestor who has been locked by Zhaoming Divine Sense.

The figure with one hand behind his back and his other hand clenched into a fist became bigger and bigger in his eyes, more and more terrifying, and in an instant, it turned into a towering mountain, penetrating the Nine Heavens, like a mountain of insurmountables, difficult to shake.

"The old ghost of the Fang family, take it!"

With a light shout, Zhao Ming dispersed the true fire of the sun in all directions, and did not rush over directly, but paced in the void, walking towards the ancestor of the Fang family step by step.

It's slow, but it's very powerful. Although there is no sound in the air as you step through the air, it makes you feel like your heart is being pinched by something.

One step at a time, it is not pain, but more than pain, as if seeing the supreme existence of harvesting souls, which is terrifying.

And the ancestor of the Fang family felt even more, the figure approached step by step, as if the mountain collapsed and fell down, smashing at himself overwhelmingly.

Every step seemed to be stepping on my own soul, extremely heavy and depressing.

10,000 meters, 100 kilometers, 100 meters...... When Zhaoming was only ten meters away, the ancestor of the Fang family made a move that surprised everyone, and instead of fighting angrily, he turned around and left.

The domineering power of the Sun True Fire has made it clear to him that he will never be the opponent of the other party.

The figure that seemed like a mountain, coupled with the sense of oppression that came step by step, finally broke the endurance in his heart and chose to flee without a fight.

The moment the Fang Family Ancestor turned around and left, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhaoming's mouth.

At this moment, even though the strength of the Fang family ancestor has not recovered, he already has sixty percent of his strength at his peak. On the premise that Zhaoming does not use the Sun True Fire, it is impossible to use a single force to knock the opponent down.

In order to establish his power, he used a psychological offensive, using the momentum cultivated by Rin's divine technique, plus all kinds of hints, to successfully defeat the confidence of the Fang family ancestor.

Inexplicably, he felt that he suddenly understood why they liked to act in such a posture like Fang Mingjun.

It's not just a refreshing feeling to vent your heart, but also because it can leave an incomparably deep impression on others.

Arrogance without strength is arrogance, and arrogance with strength is self-confidence. Once that confidence is poured out, what is left to the enemy is a deep fear.

The Fang family's ancestor was not slow, but how could he compare to Zhaoming, his figure flashed, and the fire escape technique was urged, and he was already behind him.

The fist of heavenly wrath slammed straight down, and the Fang family ancestor was terrified in his heart at the moment, he just wanted to escape, he had no heart to resist at all, and was directly hit in the back by that terrible punch.

The power of the flames erupted, layering nine layers, breaking through the Fang Family Ancestor's Protective True Qi and submerging into his body.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, goodbye flames hurt, this immortal king powerhouse who had swept across the West Sea and was majestic for hundreds of thousands of years became a thing of the past.

One punch, Zhaoming did not chase and kill again, before the fire burned Shengzhou had burned the Fang family monks above, it was not clear whether he escaped or not, it was impossible to kill the Xihai monks without a single one.

The fire melted into the continent, punching the ancestor of the Fang family, and the effect of the battle here was enough.

Without taking another look, he killed the ancestor of the Fang family, and Zhaoming rose into the air, turning into a red ray and withdrawing.

The effect of Liwei has been achieved, but it is not thorough enough.

The forces in the West Sea have a grudge with themselves, big or small, the ancestor of the Fang family is only one, and the other place is full of killing intent.

Breaking through the sky, the mountains and rivers retreat, and under the rapid speed, the whole world has a sense of going back in time.

In less than a day, Zhaoming, who had left Shengzhou, had already set foot on a batch of more vast lands.

Next target: Yingzhou, Panshen Heavenly Palace. (To be continued......)