Chapter 800: Fighting

The Shangqing Taoist took a long time to make a roundabout way, and finally said the gambling contract he wanted, and this gambling contract also made the scene quiet, making everyone wonder if they had heard it wrong.

With the power of one person to fight the three Qingdao people, looking at the world, except for the Dao Ancestor Hongjun and the Demon Clan Rahu, I am afraid that there is only the high priest of the Wu Clan and the Taoist Master Immeasurable Tianzun who sees the head and the tail of the dragon. Don't talk about others, even the prince of the East can't do it.

But now, the Shangqing Daoist has made such a request, in the eyes of everyone, it is undoubtedly deliberately embarrassing, and Zhaoming is impossible to agree.

"You are such an idiot!" Shura scolded loudly: "Are the immortals a group of people who only know how to fight more and less? You have three brothers and sisters, and we are also three brothers, so we are just having a good fight." This kind of request, who will respond to you. If you don't leave today, sooner or later we will get you gone. ”

The Shangqing Daoist ignored him, but continued to Zhaoming: "I know that you have the ambition of the world, and you intend to lead the demon clan to glory and reproduce the prosperity of the demon clan back then. ”

"And in the past, when the Nine-Headed Emperor was on his way to the pinnacle, he did one thing, which was to defeat the three of our senior brothers in the same realm in the Eight Heavens. If you want to reproduce what he did, should you also do what he did? ”

The Sanqing Daoists have always regarded themselves very highly, and they were defeated by a monk of the same realm under the joint efforts, which was naturally a great shame back then. It's just that when that person broke through the sub-saint to become an immortal king, and then swept through the flood and dominated the world, no one felt that it was a shame anymore.

In front of that anti-heaven emperor, number will never be an advantage. Without absolute power suppression, it doesn't make any difference no matter how many people come.

Zhaoming, on the other hand, stood in place and thought for a long time, and after a while, he said loudly: "Okay, just as you said!"

As soon as this statement came out. Everyone was stunned, they didn't expect him to really agree, and Di Jun hurriedly said: "Second brother, today's situation is not much worse than that of my demon clan, there is no need for this." It's a big deal now, no matter what the Eightfold Heaven is, let's go back to the Sevenfold Heaven first. You don't have to agree to that. ”

Shura even burst into applause: "Big brother, it's just fucking him directly, how can you agree to this." ”

Zhaoming shook his head at the two of them, and said softly, "Don't worry, I have my own sense of proportion." ”

He knew that this battle was dangerous, but he was not invincible, and the Chaos Bell coupled with the true fire of the sun also had three points of confidence in the heart of the high priest of the Shang Wu clan. Although the Sanqing Daoist is not good, he still has some hope.

If it's a normal time. If you refuse, you refuse, but today is different.

The occurrence of this incident made him discover, but with the Sanqing Purple Mansion in the heavenly realm, it was as if a sharp blade was hanging on the head of the demon clan, which could fall at any time, and then cut off the lifeblood of the entire demon clan.

If this happens once, it can't happen a second time. But just as the Qingdao people said. Sanqing Purple Mansion was a place where even the Nine Emperors of the Emperor Realm were helpless in the past, and it was impossible for him to do anything now.

If the three Qingdao people insist on refusing to back down. There's really nothing I can do. This is the only opportunity I can't pass up.

Not far away, the Shangqing Daoist smiled slightly: "Zhaoming, then you can think about it!"

"Since you said it, you naturally think about it!" Zhaoming said lightly, and then sent a message to Emperor Jun and Shura: "You go and watch the army." Don't be surprised. ”

"Big Brother ......"

"Second Brother ......"

Dijun and Shura were both uneasy, but seeing that Zhaoming had made up his mind, he knew that he could not change it, so he could only nod his head and fly towards the army. Again, pay careful attention here.

Looking back, you can see the majestic mountains. He had been in the Heavenly Realm for a long time, and this was the last section of his first visit to the Eight Heavens to observe the first sacred mountain in the world.

The floating clouds surged, and it could be seen that there was a red flickering between the clouds, looming. Although no one told him, Zhaoming also knew that it was the world's most famous Innate Supreme Treasure Heavenly Gate Blood Bell.

Legend has it that at the beginning of the world, this bell has been stored since the beginning of the world. Guarding the Heavenly Gate at the end of Buzhou Mountain, it is forbidden for anyone to enter the Nine Heavenly Realms. Over the years, except for the former Nine-Headed Emperor and the Ancient Demon Ape, no one has forced him back.

Even the Dao Ancestor Hongjun and the Demon Ancestor Luo Hu three thousand six hundred years ago were only following the Ancient Demon Ape before they could peep into one of the Nine Heavens.

If you don't reach the emperor realm, you can't compete with this bell at all, which is already recognized by the cultivation world. For so many years, a powerful innate treasure was here, but no one wanted to come and collect it at all.

And this bell is even more famous all over the world is that once the bell rings, it is a catastrophe in the world, with rivers of blood and corpses all over the field. Three thousand six hundred years ago, it was a bell that rang the sound of the demise of the dragon and phoenix clans.

The Buzhou Mountain of the Eight Heavens is already the last section of the first mountain in this flood wilderness, and the peak of the mountain is naturally small. Even if it is a large and indescribable Buzhou Mountain on the Honghuang Continent, after arriving here, it will inevitably become a mountain that is only slightly larger than Taishan.

Climb to the top, overlook the heaven and earth, to here, there is no mountain peak comparable to the height, whether it is Lingshan, or Taishan, are gone. This is not Zhou Mountain, I don't care about the peaks of the world, I just care about myself through the world.

Perhaps the monk should be like this Buzhou Mountain, no matter what others do, as long as he is strong enough, any so-called strong person is only weak.

The landing is desolate, majestic and majestic, running through the nine days, but it is withering.

I don't know why, although the Buzhou Mountain of the Eight Heavens has an excellent temperament that is not cold in a high place, Zhaoming feels that the section of Buzhou Mountain on the Flood Desolate Continent is more like to him. Down-to-earth, smiling proudly.

Today's battle is a matter of importance, and if he can win, only the high priest of the Wu clan in the world will be qualified to compare with him. At that time, I may be like the Eight Heavens of the Infinite Mountains, cold and lonely, overlooking the world.

For a long time, Zhaoming has an indescribable sense of admiration for the first sacred mountain in the world, not only for its majesty, but also for its calm and calm that runs through the years of heaven and earth, smiling at the people of the world.

At this time, he stood at one of the most critical moments in his life, although it was only a brief glimpse, but it touched his heart a lot.

"Zhaoming, what else do you want?" asked the Shangqing Daoist at this time.

Zhaoming looked back and shook his head: "It's nothing, let's start!"

With a hand, he summoned the Chaos Bell. This battle is not compared to the decisive battle with the Eastern Prince, it is not a personal battle of life and death, with one enemy and three, it is more like a war. The premise of fairness has been lost, and for the sake of victory and the future of the demon clan, Zhaoming must do everything he can.

"Whoa!"

The Chaos Bell came out and buzzed loudly: "I have long seen that these three guys are not pleasing to the eye, and they actually dare to live in my master's Purple Mansion, just eat and drink, maybe they will also be Lasa, see this clock to help you teach them a lesson." ”

As soon as the Chaos Bell came out, Rao is Shangqing Daoist also frowned slightly, and then shook his head and said: "As far as I know, this treasure is not owned by you, isn't it......"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the Yuqing Daoist on the side say in a loud voice: "Second Senior Brother, don't go too far with some things. ”

These words made the voice of the Shangqing Daoist stop abruptly, and also made the other immortal kings slightly stunned. It is undeniable that the Shangqing Daoist proposed to let Zhaoming fight one against three is already a bit reluctant, and it is really too much to want Zhaoming not to use treasures at this time.

But the three Qingdao people have always been one, and once they act, whether they are right or wrong, they advance and retreat together. Now that the Yuqing Daoist is talking like this, there is really a feeling of dismantling the Qingdao platform. The three brothers who are famous in the world are not as close as rumored.

"Although I can't say that I am the strongest in the world, except for the battle with the Nine-Headed Emperor back then, how can I have joined forces to fight the enemy?

Yuqing Daoist explained without pain, and he could obviously hear that he was shocked and a little unhappy. However, as soon as this remark came out, it also showed his attitude to everyone, and he did not object to the previous mention of the Shangqing Daoist.

"Well, that's it, that's it!"

The Shangqing Daoist no longer insisted, and between speaking, he sacrificed the three treasures and jade ruyi, and the three-colored light turned into a divine night and thunder to kill Zhaoming.

Say do it, just do it, this strong man who moves the world will never have the slightest ambiguity.

Zhaoming had already recovered to his peak state at this moment, concentrating on vigilance, and when the thunder appeared, he did not retreat but advanced, and directly greeted the Chaos Bell.

Raising his hand, the Yin and Yang Xuanhuo swirled in the palm of his hand, and the two flame patterns representing the power of the two poles also turned into a new Dao pattern between the swirls: the Sun True Fire Dao Pattern.

Every flame corresponds to a flame pattern, and every flame pattern also corresponds to a flame, even the strongest and most domineering Sun True Fire in the world.

In the past, after cultivating and growing, he first learned a new flame pattern, and then mastered a more powerful flame power.

But firstly, after all, it is the strongest flame in the world, relatively esoteric and difficult to understand, and secondly, the time is too hasty, although Zhaoming can already use the Sun True Fire at this time, but he almost knows nothing about the flame pattern of the Sun True Fire, so he can't use it directly.

The Divine Night Heavenly Thunder is the most powerful thunder and lightning supernatural power in the cultivation world, especially the Shangqing Dao people, it is like the ability brought by the talent, but in terms of power level, it is one level lower than the Sun True Fire.

When the two meet at this moment, even if it is the cultivation of the Shangqing Daoist, it will not be able to change the power gap brought about by this essence.

The two forces collided, and the true fire of the sun with golden light drowned all the thunder in the sky in an instant.

This kind of legendary energy that can be destroyed is that thunder and lightning can also be ignited.

The rolling thunder and lightning all turned into flames, like a tidal wave that rolled back towards the Shangqing Daoist and killed him.

When the true fire of the sun was about to approach, Zhaoming urged the fire escape technique to instantly arrive behind the Shangqing Daoist. A fist of heavenly wrath hit directly, and in an instant, the destruction fluctuated all over the battlefield. (To be continued......)