At some point, the wind grew stronger again.

The coldness of this northwest desert seems to have exceeded people's expectations, the cold is biting, even people like Wang Mingshan who have cultivated for many years are a little irresistible, and what makes people feel strange is that this coldness is only in the area where they are, far away, the weather is clear, and the stars can be seen flickering in the distance.

With a sigh of relief, Wang Mingshan stared at the two people facing each other in the sky with a pair of eyes, he could feel the suppressed breath, and hit the terrifying spiritual power that he couldn't touch, it can be said that the power of the two of them died when he touched it.

Suddenly, I only saw Bai Mei's body shining brightly, dressed in clothes, dancing with the wind, and his face was extremely difficult to look at at the moment, he had previously fought Xue Zhengqing, and had consumed a lot of spiritual power, and was given a hand by the Eight Pole Tiger, resulting in the damage of spiritual power again, although he was not injured much, but after all, it had a great impact on his battle against the Eight Pole Tiger.

Looking at the Eight Pole Tiger, Bai Mei laughed, and asked: "I said, Eight Pole Tiger, why are you so embarrassed, I remember that you dared to face me a few tricks before, why do you mean this, are you planning to run? This is not like you." ”

The face of the Eight Pole Tiger was dark, and Bai Mei deliberately mocked him, he didn't know, and it was impossible for him to say that he had the idea of retreating now, which was tantamount to exposing his back to Bai Mei, and basically announced his death. Anyway, he is also the top master of the demon clan, and he can't say anything about lying down like this.

"Don't worry, I won't die if you die, I have a long life, besides, I don't think you can beat me, even if I am a little injured, but your spiritual power consumption is so large, do you think you have anything to fight with me, thoughts?"

Bai Mei smiled, stretched out his hand, and said, "Please!"

Seeing Bai Mei like this, the Eight Pole Tiger also stood up straight, he knew that this was just the so-called sense of ritual before the death battle of the human race, of course, he would go all out, because this is respect.

"You please. ”

Suddenly, the whole sky changed color, the blood-red light dispelled the dark clouds, and the breathtaking temperature was scorching the earth at this moment, and even the Tianshan Mountains, which had stood in the distance for millions of years, became ethereal at this time, as if they had entered a fantasy realm.

The Eight Pole Tiger only saw a brilliant red light, falling from the sky, like the immortal lightning that fell, breaking free from the shackles and soaring raging between heaven and earth.

An explosion in an instant!

The Eight Pole Tiger hurriedly retreated, until he retreated to a place where the light could not shine, he stopped, his whole body was wrapped in darkness, but his face was extremely pale, and after seeing this immortal fire, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Nine Dragons Yao Sun!"

Wang Mingshan heard the voice of the Eight Pole Tiger, and couldn't help but have a sudden change in his face, he grew so big, and he had only heard of this trick, but he had not seen this terrifying trick with his own eyes, it is said that the sorcerer could attract the temperature of the center of the sun with this trick, and the terrifying temperature was enough to melt everything, however, this trick would also bring an unimaginable load to the sorcerer, but as for what the consequences would be, I really don't know.

In mid-air, the white-eyed clothes were windless, his eyes were filled with raging fire, he took a deep breath, raised his right hand, and the flames that originally wrapped around his whole body dimmed at the moment, and most of them converged on his right index finger, which pointed to the sky, I don't know what it meant.

The face of the Eight Pole Tiger became extremely ugly, and it seemed that his estimate had deviated greatly, but it was okay, as long as he survived this time, everything would be fine.

Suddenly, the earth changed color, and there was a loud bang.

There was a sudden strong wind in the air, and the stabbing person couldn't open his eyes, and the world that was still cold was also in this strong wind, and the temperature suddenly rose sharply, like a colorful rainbow hanging in the sky, and more and more, and finally it was covered with the entire sky, illuminating the original dark night brightly, and it was extremely gorgeous.

The Eight Pole Tiger's body trembled slightly, and he sighed lowly: "I am a genius, but I am the enemy, each is its master, and it will never die." ”

The eight-tailed tiger stood upright, the spiritual power around his body was running, and he only heard the sound of his clothes bursting, he turned into the body, an eight-tailed beast, with a hideous tiger face, with an oblique scar, hooves like dragon claws, the most strange thing is that he is behind the eight tails, as if it is Tai Chi gossip, splitting the eight poles, the breath of slaughter, Xiao Suo.

This kind of scene is a rare wonder in a thousand years, but Wang Mingshan didn't want to stay at the moment, he carried Xue Zhengqing, dragged Wu Xue, and fled out like a desperate person.

The temperature is staggering, the white eyebrows are among the dark clouds, and the fingers are eight pole tigers.

"Boom!"

A burst of red light flickered, only to see a moment later, a huge fire dragon with an incomparably fierce momentum, straight towards the Eight Pole Tiger, at this moment the reason is not so important, the important thing is who can achieve the final victory.

The dragon groaned non-stop, and it was slaughtered in the eyes. Not to be outdone, the Eight Pole Tiger roared, and the eight tails behind him synthesized the momentum of the Eight Trigrams, but saw a Taiji pattern emerge, and slowly, stayed in front of the Eight Pole Tiger.

The fire dragon arrived in a blink of an eye, impacting this Tai Chi, although it looked weak, but it seemed to be indestructible, although the fire dragon was fierce, but it could not move forward half a step, however, the other people in this camp were innocently killed at this time.

The moment the fire dragon fell, suddenly the ghost cried wolf, screaming one after another, a few people didn't even have time to react, they were burned by the raging fire, there was nothing left, the rest gathered spiritual power to resist, but they couldn't resist for long, and they were also burned to ashes by this scorching temperature, only to see the face of the Eight Pole Tiger changed greatly, thinking that thousands of years ago, he had also seen this trick, although it was not fought by himself, but he knew a lot, but he actually came to fight, only to know how terrible it was.

The huge dragon head was right in front of his eyes, and the dragon breath that spewed out went straight to his face, even so, the temperature was almost unbearable, and he didn't know what would happen if he was hit by this fire dragon.

The white eyebrows stand proudly in the clouds, as if this demon god who destroys the world, all life in the world is controlled by him, where he fingers, where there is a raging fire, even the eternal yellow sand on the ground has been melted into molten iron, hot and flowing.

Finally, the fire dragon still weakened, and the Eight Pole Tiger breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and coughed lightly a few times, this time, he was injured.

There was molten iron everywhere, and there were ashes everywhere you looked, making it impossible to see that this place was once a purgatory-like existence on earth.

The white eyebrows slowly fell, facing the Eight Pole Tiger.

In the distance is the majestic Tien Shan Mountains, everything is still the same, the sky is snowing, the sky is cloudy, the wind is light, the night is quiet, everything seems to be falling asleep.