The second heavenly tribulation fell, and it was directly slashed, and Xiang Zhe, who intended to attack Zhaoming, suffered from the pond fish and was bombarded together.

The second heavenly tribulation was the wind tribulation, and between the roars, it was like a burst of blades, and Zhaoming was cut all over his body, and in several places even exposed the white bones of the forest, and the flesh and blood were flying.

Xiang Zhe was even more miserable, the wind raged on his body, as if a group of piranhas wrapped it, and in the blink of an eye, it was already human.

"Xiangzhe!" Meng Huai was shocked and was about to make a move. Xiangzhe's father has a good relationship with him, and he will never watch this junior being killed.

Suddenly, a thousand zhang of light flashed on Xiang Zhe's body, and a jade talisman flew out, sucking all the wind on his body, and then shattering. This is the spirit rune he used to enter the Colosseum before, and it was refined by the high priest of the Wu clan himself. Not only can he enter and exit the Colosseum freely, but he can also save his life at a critical moment.

The jade talisman shattered and turned into powder, like wisps of blue light falling on Xiang Zhe's body. These blue lights have powerful healing properties, but in a matter of moments, the scars on the body that seem to have been bitten by a mad beast are completely restored.

At this time, Zhaoming had just recovered from the second heavenly tribulation, and sighed slightly in his heart. He was very greedy for that jade talisman, and he thought that he would have the opportunity to snatch it from Xiang Zhe's hands, but he didn't expect it to be destroyed like this.

"Ahh

Xiang Zhe recovered, roared loudly, and a ray of red light turned into a wisp of red light in his eyes. He was angry, really angry, he shot regardless of glory, not thinking that it was not only useless, but almost died.

Looking at the other party's hard resistance to his own move, he actually survived after withstanding most of the power of the heavenly calamity. Unable to continue fighting, in many ways, the strengths and weaknesses of the two have already been shown.

But he has always been arrogant, how can he accept such a fact. With a loud roar, another shot.

Holding the monstrous flood wave in his hand, he killed it directly, and his anger urged him to become even more powerful than before. In the face of the opponent's furious attack, Zhaoming was not in a hurry and hugged Yuan Shouyi. Condensed a slightly gray flame attached to the palm of his hand, and then slapped it out with a palm, and greeted it.

"Bang!"

The two palms intersected, the flames and the flood shattered, and then turned into two long dragons that circled around the two of them rapidly, roaring, teeth and claws, as if to swallow them all.

"Yikes!"

The two of them snorted at the same time, bombarding each other with their absolute true qi. The force of the explosion made it impossible for the two of them to cling to their palms, and they each retreated. It's just that he retreated less than a hundred meters, and then forcibly stopped, waving his fist and rushing over.

Both of them are extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they have passed nearly a thousand. The true qi of fire and water poured out in all directions, and under the domineering power of extreme destruction, they turned into a mixture of red and blue snow and fell one after another.

"Die!"

Xiang Zhe yelled. A slap of the waves was slapped, guiding the torrent to roar. Zhaoming showed no weakness. Directly greeted him with the Sun Fist. Although the torrent of water made him feel extremely uncomfortable, he had no choice at the moment.

The fists and palms were about to intersect, and Xiang Zhe's attack suddenly changed, and a large amount of torrent erupted between his palms, and then the spurting force retreated with extreme speed. There was a bit of confusion in his steps. It can be seen that it was not intentional, but had to be done.

"Boom!"

The third heavenly tribulation bombarded Zhao Ming directly. This time it was the Heavenly Fire Tribulation, and the power of the flames burned the four fields.

Black Fire Heavenly Flame, this is a flame that is more powerful than the true fire of Samadhi. From a practitioner's point of view, it has never been possible to determine which of these two flames is more advanced, because the Samadhi True Fire is infinitely effective in alchemy, refining, and so on.

But there is no doubt about one thing, the Black Fire Heavenly Flame is a kind of destructive flame, and its attack power is far superior to that of Samadhi True Fire. At this time, such flames appeared in the midst of the Heavenly Tribulation, and Rao is Zhaoming's fire spirit physique was also miserable, and he forcibly resisted the urge to roar loudly.

The fire was raging, and the flesh and blood all over his body had a feeling of being burned clean, Zhaoming could only stop in place and exercise his strength, and Xiang Zhe could only watch from afar, the power of this catastrophe was too terrifying, and he didn't dare to step forward at all.

The entire Colosseum is also a dead silence, no one is an idiot, and everyone can see the difference between the Zhao and Ming Tribulations.

The so-called catastrophe is a catastrophe given by God. The vast majority of cultivators in the cultivation world agree with a saying that what seems to be a catastrophe is actually an opportunity for refining given by God, just like an exam, and you can advance after passing the exam.

But when it comes to Zhaoming, this argument seems to be a little unworkable. This kind of heavenly calamity, that is an assessment, and no one will doubt that God is intent on killing Zhaoming.

After about half an hour, the black fire Tianyan around his body finally disappeared, and unlike the other Heavenly Tribulations, all the power of this Heavenly Tribulation was inhaled into his body by Zhaoming using the Great Law of Refining the Body in the Oven.

The power of the Black Fire Heavenly Flame melted into the meridians, shattering all the meridians as if they were devastated and decaying. At the same time, it also made the incineration effect of the Oven Body Refining Dafa more powerful, and with the help of the fire spirit body of the Fire Devouring Demon, it quickly recovered the injuries in Zhaoming's body.

At this time, seeing that the power of the Heavenly Tribulation was gone, Xiang Zhe did not hesitate, and his body quickly circled and flew towards Zhaoming, and swept wildly, slashing at Zhaoming's head like the top of the mountain.

Using the effect of speed, the power of this kick is indescribable.

Seeing that the attack was approaching, Zhao Ming suddenly roared, his eyes flashed red, and a wave of tyrannical aura erupted from his body, and he raised his hand and blasted out with a sun fist. This time it was no longer the power of pure samadhi true fire, but with nearly half of the power of black fire and heavenly flame.

The roaring breath was even more terrifying, as if it was a galactic impact, directly hitting Xiang Zhe's legs.

With a painful snort, Xiang Zhe was in pain, and the whole person flew back at a faster hovering speed.

Zhaoming was also short, and was slapped to the ground by the huge impact, and his five bodies fell to the ground, and the whole person was lying on his stomach, extremely embarrassed.

"Xiangzhe!" Meng Huai exclaimed, he was entangled at the moment, not knowing whether he should make a move.

Intuition told him that Xiang Zhe was probably not a clear opponent, but in the Colosseum, he was a Taiyi Golden Immortal against a Xuan Immortal Demon Clan who was crossing the Golden Immortal Tribulation, and he was afraid that he would become a disgrace to the Wu Clan.

Zhaoming, you can't escape after all!

After a few moments, Meng Huai finally made a decision, just waiting for the matter to end, Zhaoming would never see the sun again. He won't look for any chance, so he will directly execute him in secret.

Lying on the ground, before he could stand up, a terrifying dark power suddenly gushed out of the clouds, turned into a black pillar of heaven, and rushed towards Zhaoming.

This is the real mountain overhead, directly covering Zhaoming. The amount of force in the Heavenly Pillar was like a wave of the sea, one heavy after another, and it was striking at Zhaoming layer upon layer.

It felt as if there was a giant with infinite power wielding a huge hammer, constantly hitting Zhaoming's body, intending to slowly hammer him to death.

In the midst of unspeakable suffering, the meridians in the body are quietly changing, the distorted places are being straightened little by little, and the broken places are being repaired little by little.

Whether the catastrophe is a disaster or a tribulation, the two can be in between.

If the mind is not enough, it will be like an egg, which will break when it is knocked out.

Unswervingly, it is like mixed iron, and the so-called percussion is just a kind of quenching.

When the Dark Pillar disappeared, Zhao Ming stood up with a loud shout. Between breaths, the flames swallowed, and the whole person's breath burst out, like a raging wind.

"Xiangzhe, come back and see how I defeat you!"

yelled, did not dodge, it was a direct provocation. There are countless challenges in life, and not every duel is a serious duel. Even though Xiang Zhe made a move at this time, there was a suspicion of doing something, but Zhaoming didn't care. Since it is an enemy, it is nothing more than life and death, and no one has stipulated that a practitioner's life should be tempered and improved in a fair environment.

And the other party is the power of water, which is the strength that he is most afraid of, if he can defeat him, the others are not worth mentioning.

No matter what difficulties lie ahead, I will not be afraid.

was provoked by Zhaoming, how could Xiang Zhe endure it, countless cruel lights flashed in his eyes, and he was murderous, rushing towards Zhaoming.

The black fire is hot, domineering, and the true fire of non-samadhi can be compared. It's just that Xiang Zhe is not afraid, and when he raises his hand, he confronts Zhaoming Flame with the power of thick water.

Urge your ability to make the power of water stronger.

The good is like water, and the power of water is so soft that many people begin to ignore its offensive power. It is only when Hong Bo is angry that people will understand what it means to be truly ruthless.

The two diametrically opposed forces both possess a destructive power that people have to be frightened of.

The waves are turbulent, if the demon beasts are raging, and at the same time, it is also the magic power that urges the water to condense a thousand mountains, so that every drop of water becomes as thick as a mountain, oppressing the other party.

However, Zhaoming is also not afraid, the meridians are straightened out, the true qi runs unimpeded, and the power of the black fire and heavenly flame is incorporated into the body, making his true qi more powerful and domineering.

Thousands of tricks with Xiang Zhe, although there is still a slight fear of water in his heart, he is not left behind.

Fourth, fifth, sixth...... One after another catastrophes fall from time to time, every time the catastrophe comes, Xiang Zhe will choose to retreat as soon as possible, and the previous damage has made him dare not try again.

Every time at this time, a trace of contempt flashed in Zhaoming's eyes, which made Xiang Zhe angry, but he was helpless.

After the seventh heavenly tribulation, Zhaoming's body was completely recovered. At this time, he no longer used all his strength to fight Xiang Zhe, but only used one hand to deal with it.

The other hand is a volley void grip, constantly condensing all kinds of flames, converging in the hand, turning into a gray flame. With the addition of Black Fire Tianyan, this converging flame became even more terrifying, exuding a terrifying aura.

The flames condensed more and more, but Zhaoming didn't have the idea of going away.

When the catastrophe comes, victory or defeat is no longer as important as before, or the victory is absolutely his own, and what he has to do is to leave here. No matter how crazy Xiang Zhe attacks, he is no longer an opponent in his eyes.

"Boom!"

The eighth heavenly tribulation is coming, and it is the tribulation of ten thousand swords returning to the sect.

Thousands of sharp blades fell from the sky, attacking Zhaoming frantically with the power of the Heavenly Dao.

Flesh and blood flew, but Zhaoming remained motionless, letting the power of the Heavenly Tribulation rage. The figure is like a sculpture standing motionless in the air, as if a piece of jade has been pondered by the power of heaven.

After the catastrophe, Xiang Zhe was about to make a move again, but his breath trembled, he lowered his body, and the whole person trembled like a sifting chaff, as if he saw something incredible. (To be continued......)