The Purple Mansion is the foundation of cultivation, no matter what kind of clan it is. Zhaoming guided all the fire poison in the Wu clan's body to his head Purple Mansion, as long as something big happened here, this Wu clan would definitely die.

The Wu clan's face sank, looking at that appearance, he already knew that it was not good, and he only hated to slap Zhaoming to death, but at this time, the situation in his body changed, so that he could not act at all, so he could only do his best to contain it.

It's a pity that in terms of strength, Zhaoming is naturally inferior to him, but when it comes to controlling fire, he is far inferior to Zhaoming. Although the containment of the magic power had some effect, it did not affect the overall situation, and all the fire poison, like ten thousand rivers flowing into the sea, all poured towards its purple mansion.

The Wu clan gritted their teeth and trembled, and the anger in their hearts could be imagined.

The two held each other for ten days, and the fire poison in the Wu clan's body was finally introduced into the Purple Mansion by Zhaoming, and gathered together.

Zhaoming breathed a sigh of relief, and the sharp pain in his body seemed to be relieved instantly, and laughed loudly: "Die, miscellaneous!"

But he didn't expect that the Wu clan suddenly opened his eyes, and he also laughed: "Idiot, do you really think I can't move? I know that you are uneasy and kind, just borrowing your hand to help me drain the fire poison away." ”

Zhaoming was stunned for a moment, and between the other party's words, his aura suddenly changed, although it did not reach its peak, it was already stable, far better than before. Looking at this situation, the fire poison entering the Purple Mansion not only harmed him, but also helped him.

How could this be? Zhao Ming was puzzled, if an ordinary monk in the Heavenly Immortal Realm entered such a power in the Purple Mansion, he would definitely die, how did this Wu clan do it?

Listen to the witch clan continue to laugh: "Sure enough, it's a stupid demon clan, the power of fire poison, it is said to be fire, but in fact it is even more poisonous." My Wu clan has a strong body, and this kind of flame burning body can't help it, but the poison invades the body, which is quite troublesome. ”

"If you weak demon clans are poisoned by fire and enter the Purple Mansion, the Yuan Shen will be damaged, and you will definitely die. It's a pity that I'm a witch clan, a powerful witch clan, and I don't need something weak like the primordial god. Our Wu clan does not have a primordial spirit, and as long as the Purple Mansion is not damaged, it is no different from the rest of the body. ”

"Thank you for allowing me to resume my actions, I only need to suppress these fire poisons in the Purple Mansion, and when I return to Wudao, I can find the powerful people in my clan to expel them, and there will be no damage at all. As for you, I'm not going to give you any more chance!"

While speaking, he really used his magic power to block the outside of the Purple Mansion, sealing all the fire and poison in the Purple Mansion.

Although the body is still stiff, it recovers quickly, and it is estimated that it will not be long before it can move.

"Stupid demon clan, prepare to die!" the witch clan looked at Zhaoming with murderous intent, and a cruel expression appeared on his face.

Zhaoming's learning is limited, and he really doesn't know that the Wu clan has no primordial gods. But at this time, he was not afraid, but looked at the witch clan and laughed: "Do you think my methods are over like this?"

The Wu clan was stunned for a moment, and then snorted coldly: "Otherwise, with your strength, I will sit here and let you fight, and you can't help me." ”

This is not a boast, there is no need to cultivate the Dafa of refining the body in the oven, and the body of the Wu clan is already beyond other races in the same realm. With the difference in strength between the two, even if Zhaoming is allowed to attack, the result is afraid that it will not be damaged at all.

Zhaoming shook his head: "I haven't always understood what it means to be smart but be mistaken by smart, but today I finally saw it." My ability to control fire is limited, and this fire poison cannot be controlled at will. Now you have killed yourself, and you have sealed all this fire poison in the Purple Mansion. ”

Smiling slightly, he asked, "Do you know what will happen when the compressed flames get out of control?"

The Wu clan's face froze, and he suddenly had a bad feeling, and it was too late to do something.

I only heard Zhaoming say lightly: "It's an explosion, understand?"

As soon as the words fell, the driving power of the Flame Dao Pattern and the power of the Flame Technique withdrew at the same time. The fire poison within the Purple Mansion lost its control, and instantly erupted with terrifying power.

"Boom!"

Like thunder, all the fire poison exploded at the same time, the power was terrifying, and the power was even more terrifying under the oppression of being wrapped in magic power.

This is the power of the Fire Feather Serpent Demon, and if it is triggered in this way, I am afraid that it is better than his own use. Rao is Wu clan has an amazing physique, and he can't resist it. I only heard a "bang", and the huge head was immediately smashed to the ground like a watermelon hit by a heavy hammer.

The Purple Mansion is so broken, don't say that a witch clan in the realm of heavenly immortals, even if the immortal king is strong, he will definitely die.

Succeeds in killing the Witch, but Shows himself that he is also dangerous. The energy catharsis brought by the explosion, after shattering the head of the Wu Clan, although it weakened a lot, the aftermath was still terrifying.

The air waves were cathartic, the fire was soaring into the sky, as if the wind was bursting up, Zhaoming was like a leaf being blown away in an instant, and it flew more than 10,000 meters before falling and falling into a deep grassy forest.

The aftermath of the terrifying energy, like a sharp bayonet, blew Zhaoming's body all over his body, even if he cultivated the Dafa of Oven Refining and his body was like a treasure, he didn't have a piece of good meat.

But it's okay, for Zhaoming, as long as he's alive, it's enough.

Lying motionless on the ground, panting heavily, even though the spear was still stuck in his chest, the pain in his body and outside his body was like a galloping horse trampling by, but Zhaoming's heart was full of indescribable pleasure.

Looking at the fire in the distance, the terrifying air wave was like a huge tornado storm stirring the clouds in the sky, Zhaoming finally couldn't help but roar loudly, venting the pent-up depression in his heart.

succeeded, he succeeded in killing a witch clan, and charged a little interest for Ah Cao's blood debt. This is just the beginning, one day in the future, I will use the flesh and blood of the Wu clan to build a unique tomb for Ah Cao, and pay for the blood debt.

Lying motionless on the ground, suffering the pain of quenching the body, it is also the recovery of injuries in the body.

There was no complete bone except for the head, and after such an energy impact, the body that had just been restored had to start all over again.

The replacement of the flames in the body continues, and the new flame power is rapidly replacing the previous fierce flame power.

Zhao Ming didn't know much about what this new flame power should be called in the cultivation world, but it wasn't a problem, for example, the name of the fierce flame was also taken by himself.

This comprehension has helped him survive a catastrophe, and he has comprehended a new flame power, maybe in the next moment, he will be able to break through the Void Netherworld Period and enter the Tribulation Period. In addition, in that illusionary realm, this flame is also like a heavenly tribulation, and in this case, it is named the calamity fire.

The comprehension of the fire calamity replaces the power of the fierce flame, and at the same time, the true qi in the body is further refined and improved, becoming more vigorous.

The Yuan Infant in the Lower Dantian also began to absorb the power of the fire robbery, replacing the power of fierce flames.

Due to the severity of the injury, the whole process was extremely slow, and Zhaoming could only wait slowly.

After a long time, I felt that the strength in my body had gathered slightly, my bones had recovered a lot, and my hands and feet could finally move slightly. The injuries on the surface of the body have recovered a lot, and the pain has been greatly reduced, but the pain of quenching the body in the body has become more terrible as the fire continues to grow.

Zhaoming trembled all over, and felt like he was beginning to fall into that soul-tearing pain again. He was about to roar loudly, when he suddenly saw a large number of figures in the distant sky through the gap between the leaves, volleying into the sky, and immediately let him endure the roar that came to his mouth.

There are many figures, both male and female, without the characteristics of the demon clan, and the size is far less huge than that of the witch clan.

It's the immortal clan, Zhaoming immediately thought of the identity of the comer. It is rumored that there are many cultivators living on the overseas islands, not only the witch race, the immortal race, but even some very peculiar races.

Although the world is the largest in the Flood Desolate Continent, it can also be said to be the center of the whole world, but the rumored overseas monks are not bad.

The Wu clan fled with himself in a hurry, and in a panic, he actually arrived on an island where the immortal clan lived.

Although it is not a witch clan, it is not good news for Zhaoming.

In the desolate and chaotic times, no matter which race has great rejection of other races, the demon race, the immortal race, and the witch race are no exception. And those who live on the overseas islands and have little contact with other regions are likely to be more exclusionary from other races.

I am a demon clan, and once I am discovered by these immortal clans, I am afraid that it will lead to death.

Zhaoming had the intention to avoid it, but unfortunately at this moment, he recovered to the critical moment, and he couldn't move, so he could only remain motionless and let things develop. Fortunately, the place where he fell is still quite secret, and if he restricts his breath, he may be able to delay a lot of time.

Many immortals thought that they were attracted by the sound of the fire poison explosion before, and took a closer look around the explosion.

Not long after, an immortal clan from the Immortal Realm stepped on the clouds, and after carefully looking at the aftermath of the energy left by the explosion, his brows furrowed slightly: "It's the power of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, have you found anything?"

An immortal clan from the tribulation period on the side hurriedly spoke: "It doesn't seem to be my immortal breath, but the demon clan's!" However, no demon figure was found at the scene, only a headless witch corpse. ”

The immortal clan in the immortal realm frowned: "If they are all in the realm of heavenly immortals, if they want to kill the witch clan, that demon clan will also pay a lot of price." A few days ago, the island owner sent an order, saying that there was a war between the demon clan and the witch clan in the sea area hundreds of thousands of miles away, so that people from all sides could not approach lightly, thinking that there were remnants of soldiers who fought here. ”

"My lord, what should we do?" the Immortal Clan hurriedly asked.

The immortal realm immortal clan thought for a moment, and ordered loudly: "Everyone, search for me." Whether it's the witch clan or the demon clan, they are all uninvited guests to my outlying island, and they must be found out for me. ”

"Yes, everyone, search for me!"

Many monks of the Tribulation Period immediately sent orders, and all the immortal clans immediately searched for this coastal area.

Zhaoming was nervous in his heart, and tried his best to restrain his breath, not daring to leak the slightest.

Fortunately, the hiding place is still hidden, and several times the immortals have flown overhead without discovering the situation below.

For such a long time, those immortals couldn't find it, and it seemed that they wanted to leave, and their internal injuries were also much recovered, and they could finally move.

Seeing that there was no immortal figure passing by above for a while, Zhaoming took a deep breath and pulled out the spear nailed to his chest.

A sudden feeling of emptiness appeared in his chest, and he couldn't help but moan.

Although it was not loud, it still changed.

"Who!"

An immortal clan shouted and rushed in the direction of Zhaoming.