At this time, Zhaoming's condition had recovered by 80%. He was shocked by Shura's magical powers. Unexpectedly, Shura immediately screamed and rolled down from the mountain. For a moment, all the dead souls emerged and rushed over desperately.

He lifted the rolling Shura up and scooped out his true energy to check it out. He felt like the waves of thousands of seas were surging, and his entire body was about to be burst. His face was also extremely wrong, his eyes were blurred and blinking, as if he was about to die at any time.

"How are you, Shura, speak quickly!" Zhaoming asked anxiously.

Shura seems to have unimaginable powerful magical powers, but he doesn't seem to know very well and is still familiar with them. In this case, it is probably caused by the random use of magical powers.

But Shura seemed to be unable to even speak, but just inhaled heavily and was about to die at any time.

At this time, more than a dozen tribulation-transfer cultivators in the sky looked at the tribulation-transfer cultivators whose body was covered in blood and blood, and were shocked and incredible.

After the Nascent Soul Stage is the Kongming Stage, and behind the Kongming Stage is the Tribulation Period. No matter which clan cultivator is, the lower the level, the less obvious the gap in strength is. There are not many people in the Nascent Soul Stage Killing Kongming Stage and Kongming Stage Killing, but they are all the best in the same realm.

And even if he is such a good person, the possibility of killing people across two realms without powerful magic weapons is almost zero. But the blood demon in front of him was a little short of it. The wounded demon clan in the Tribulation Period who was injured had almost no improvement, and he could kill it as long as he made up for it.

Where did the blood demon come from? Why is it so powerful? The same idea came to mind among the monks of the Tribulation Period. Although the blood demons are rare, they are not invisible. It is not uncommon to see any of them occasionally, because the strength of this kind of demon race is not very strong, and it is even at a moderate level in the same realm.

But the blood demon in front of him is different, and it seems that the challenge of going above and above is not impossible for him.

"Come on, go and kill the blood demon for me!" Chi Qian suddenly shouted loudly and issued a killing order. Shura's amazing performance made him feel afraid.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the light of claws coming step by step like flowers. The flower jackal demon had already come over and sneered: "It's not that easy to kill me. When I take down you little boy and go to exchange things with your old man, it will be a great achievement!"

"Just because of you, a useless person, you are a fool!" Chi Qian sneered and immediately greeted him with a red iron stick. The two leaders fought, and the other monks immediately fought again.

"Kill, kill, kill! Take down Hualing Village and enter Chigang!" A series of sounds suddenly, and a large number of figures attacked from afar, explaining Malinpo's men.

The red iron stick slashed horizontally, forcing the flower jackal demon back, and the red clam shouted loudly at Lai Jun: "Why are you here!"

This is the man he arranged in the rear, responsible for logistics, and could cover his retreat if he was wrong. At this time, he came to kill without his order, which made him feel a little angry.

A leader of the army came to the army to pass the tribulation period shouted loudly: "Return to the young master, the king has an order, the entire army will attack, and there will be rewards for taking down important figures in Chigang."

Chi Qian frowned, but he didn't make any more conspiracy. He immediately pointed at Zhaoming and Shura: "Let your people quickly kill those two guys, especially the blood demon, I don't want to live!"

"Abide by the order!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the demon clan from Chigang's tribulation period came over and fought with him, which was difficult to distinguish.

"You go and kill the blood demon, leave it to me here!" The demon clan of the Tribulation Period shouted loudly, used his mysterious skills and attacked with his opponent with all his strength. The hundreds of Kongming and Nascent Soul stage demon clans under his command were divided into two halves, one half facing the other Chigang demon clans, and the other half was killing towards Zhaoming and Shura.

"Damn it!"

How could Zhaoming not know about this movement? However, the sudden attack on Malinpo caused Chigang to suffer heavy losses. Although the situation was restored by Shura's strange means, his vitality was eventually greatly damaged. At this time, the opponent's new force joined, leaving Chigang's troops to be restrained and unable to support them at all.

"Shura, how are you?"

At this moment, both ends were not good, which made Zhaoming lose his mind and feel helpless.

Fortunately, this shout finally got some response. Shura gritted his teeth and said tremblingly: "It's okay, I sucked... I sucked... I sucked too much blood and energy, but I was a little bit overwhelmed! I... I... I... I need time to recover!"

Time, God knows where time can come now, Zhaoming was anxious. Seeing the opponent's troops coming, he finally bit his teeth and made up his mind. He didn't care about the other party's hundreds of people, and many of them were cultivators in the Kongming stage, so he activated the Flame Art and Yuanhuo Daopause to meet him directly.

"Hmph, I'm so scary, I didn't run away!" A demon clan in Kongming stage sneered, and the long sword in his hand was entangled, and he slashed at Zhaoming with a whirring sound.

"Ah!" Zhaoming roared, without dodging, wrapped Yuanhuo on his fist and went straight to meet him.

The Fire-Swallowing Demon was probably scared crazy. Seeing Zhao Ming's actions, all the demons had the same idea, but they immediately became stunned.

"Bang!" Only a crisp sound was heard, and the air waves spread out layer by layer. Although Zhaoming was hit by the sword, the demon clan of Kongming was also forced back by him with one punch.

This... the Kongming Demon Clan who fought with Zhaoming was very frightened. The impact force just now was quite strong, which made him feel that the hand holding the sword was numb and the sword was buzzing and trembling.

But in contrast, the opponent's fist was completely unscathed, which was unbelievable.

"Haha, a bunch of waste, but so, is Malinpo a bunch of shit like you?" Zhao Ming laughed loudly, looking extremely rampant.

Although he didn't hurt him with his fist just now, he felt his qi and blood churning slightly. However, at this moment he had no choice but to make other ideas. He could only act like a rampant look to attract the attention of many enemies, so that they would not treat Shura before they killed themselves.

It is naturally difficult to kill these demons, but the body that is greatly improved by the treasure artifact can be delayed for a moment.

"court death!"

Sure enough, as soon as the words were finished, Zhaoming's rampant appearance immediately aroused the anger of the demon race. Without further ado, hundreds of people greeted Zhaoming.

Sword energy, sword light, thunder, flame... and some demons who are good at close combat rushed directly to Zhaoming and waved their fists the size of a casserole to bombard them wildly.

"Ah!" Zhao Ming roared wildly, and activated the Flame Art and Yuanhuo Dao Pattern with all his strength, completely wrapped in the flames, and kicked the fists and feet indiscriminately, looking like they were desperate.

"Bang!"

With a loud noise, a pangolin demon in the Kongming realm rushed to Zhaoming. Taking advantage of his rush, the door opened wide and directly punched him in the back.

With a muffled groan, Zhaoming swept his body, swept across the fire, and directly hit the pangolin demon's neck. The flames were beating, but the pangolin demon's body was extremely hard and had a strong defense. Although he took Zhaoming's punch, it was painful, but it was not a big deal.

"Go to die!" The pangolin shouted loudly, and punched him out again, killing Zhaoming in the chest.

"Go to die!" Zhao Ming also roared the same way, urging the Flame Art and Yuanhuo Dao Pattern to quickly condense the flames on the fist, and used a move to exchange it, punching the pangolin demon's chest.

"Bang!"

Two loud noises sounded at the same time, and the fist and flame explosion burst out at the same time. Both figures groaned in pain and flew backwards. Zhaoming's teeth were trembling in pain, and the pangolin demon did not take advantage. Although it was not too scary to be injured, dozens of scales on his chest were smashed.

"Kill you!"

As soon as Zhaoming's figure landed, more than a dozen other Kongming demons rushed over, with their fists flying and their legs swept across, and they hit Zhaoming hard like bombarding a sandbag.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

More than a dozen loud noises sounded almost at the same time. More than a dozen Kongming demon tribes bombarded Zhaoming with all their strength, and then quickly retreated.

The remaining attack power was about to explode, but the mysterious methods of other demons fell like rain.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The bombardment of the mysterious skill and the burst of energy made Zhaoming turn into a broken place of clouds and smoke. The chaotic energy was like clouds and waves. A heavy impact made him even more terrifying.

"ah!"

Although there is a great method of furnace body refining in the realm of the great success of treasures, like gold and stone, which can block many attacks, the amount is also limited.

In an instant, Zhaoming felt like he was about to explode, and even clearly felt that his body as hard as gold and stone had cracks and was about to collapse.

"boom!"

The remnant burst out, causing the air waves to gush, like a mountain collapse and tsunami, and the earth was shaking. After a while, the sky disappeared, and all the monsters were shocked. In the remaining waves, a figure was seen, with blood and blood, covered with scars, but it was firm and standing tall.

With a strong breath, Zhaoming wished he could lie down and fell into a coma. But Shura had not recovered yet and could not fall down.

Acao...bless me!

With a secret prayer in his heart, Zhaoming took out all the pills he had refined and swallowed them in one bite, ready to make his final resistance.

He took out a white porcelain bottle, which was the wine that the wild dog demon was about to drink with him that day. It was only because of the sudden arrival of the jackal demon, so it was placed in a ravine of the chest.

After drinking the wine in the bottle, a burning feeling immediately appeared in the body, as if the true energy in the body was ignited.

A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and in an instant, it became a little turbid.

There was a swelling in my mind, which was a little uncomfortable, but it was hard to imagine that I was afraid, afraid, hesitant... all kinds of emotions disappeared in an instant, making Zhaoming feel that even if the sky fell, it was just that.

"Waste, waste, come and kill me, you waste!"

With a wild roar, Zhaoming rushed towards the hundreds of demon races as if he was crazy.
Chapter completed!