Faced with difficulties, Zhou Shu looked calm and his face remained unchanged, but the Nascent Soul on his head had changed. Tianlai Novel | 2

The red light on the body of the Nascent Soul kept rising, as fierce as fire, burning wildly. The Nascent Soul in the middle was extremely angry, his face was red, his beards were wide open, and several gaps were split into the corners of his eyes, extending to his ears, and there were flames in it, and the entire Nascent Soul was burning.

Seeing this scene, all the female cultivators were shocked.

"The Nascent Soul caught fire and the heart fire was out of control. This is the appearance of being in a devil."

"how so?"

"Are you so angry? It's a pity that we feel we're at fault."

Fairy Ziying's face was stagnant, and the shock in her heart was hard to describe.

"This... he not only cultivated the body of the Unmoved Mingwang, but also realized the wrath of the Mingwang? But this is not something that could be used in the Nascent Soul Realm. What's going on?"

After all, she was a person who knew the goods. She was right. Zhou Shu was not unable to control his heart fire and became possessed by the demon, but had already practiced the Unmoved Mingwang Fist to the extreme and evolved the ultimate move of Mingwang's wrath. The fire was activated by him.

In the secret realm, Zhou Shu spent one-third of his time on the Fist of the Unmoved Mingwang, and this was the time to take effect.

The Ming King remained motionless and shocked the world. The Ming King was furious, and the heaven and earth changed color, swept away the evil demons from the heretics and all the way were defeated.

He didn't want to use it.

The shape of the Nascent Soul changed drastically, like the unmoved King of the King, with fire bursting out of his whole body, and he shouted loudly, "Those who are stubborn and unconscious, those who are obsessed with external obstacles, wake up! Wake up!"

The sound was astonishing as thunder, deafening. The female cultivators were shocked, their minds were alarmed, and their faces suddenly showed a pale look, and they could not wait.

Even Yuan Heyin and Yuxuexi were not spared, as if they were hit by the central god with heavy hammers.

Zhou Shu took the Nascent Soul strode forward, and the blazing flames were unreturning. The large net of lotus silk was unable to resist and burned one after another, and soon disappeared without a trace, even if they were changed by the power of compassion.

The wrath of the Ming King is the ultimate of the Unmoved Ming King's Fist. Like the domain, it uses the power of the original source, but it is not the origin of heaven and earth, but the origin of the monk himself, that is, the Tao that he has realized.

The power of Tao depends on how many monks have attained enlightenment, and they may appear immature. Zhou Shu has just realized the truth, but his Tao is the only one. First, he has an incomparable growth character. Second, no one can know what his Tao comes from and what characteristics. These two points are very different from the mature power of compassion. He suddenly exploded, and even Yuan Heyin's power of compassion could not compete and retreated step by step.

If, like other meditations, the wrath of the Ming King uses the well-known power of Zen or vows, which is similar to the power of compassion, it may not be so easy to decide the outcome.

The dispute between high-level monks will eventually turn into a dispute between Tao.

Zhou Shu broke free from the shackles, glared at the Mingwang Fist with the flames, and directly hit Yuxuexi.

Yuxuexi is closest to Zhou Shu, and the shock he had suffered the most before. It has not been eliminated yet and is difficult to calm down. He subconsciously blocked Xuexin's whisk in front of him, trying to block this attack, but with his current state, it is almost impossible to block Zhou Shu's accumulated explosion.

Fortunately, Yuan Heyin saw something wrong. The green lotus under his feet opened one after another, and countless lotus petals flew up, forming a green river all day, gathering in front of Yuxue Creek.

The fire fist was dull and silent, but it was difficult to bear. The green lotus fell like rain, withered and yellow, burned black. The fire fist passed through the Qinglian River and hit Yuxuexi hard.

The magic weapon could not be blocked, and only the white thread fell, and the snow heart whisked, dozens of silk fell one after another. Yuxuexi cried out with a tender cry, and his body flew out hundreds of feet, embedded in the ice, like an ice statue.

The power of a punch actually ends with this.

Zhou Shu stopped, the fire on his body remained unabated, and his power was still there.

Only he knew that this explosion was more than all the previous consumption combined, and he was quite tired.

The female cultivators looked shocked and had no idea what to say. They looked at Zhou Shu, then at Yu Xuexi and Yuan Heyin, silent and bleak.

The two of them joined forces to cross the tribulation realm, and Yu Xuexi was actually knocked down by Zhou Shu. They would never think about it. They were born before their eyes. What else can I say?

Yuan Heyin's face turned pale, calmed down for a while, and said slowly, "Zhou Shu, you won, we can't stop you from taking Yangmei away, and Cihang Sect will not stop you from stopping you, just..."

"etc!"

Yu Xuexi struggled a few times and flew out of the ice. There was still blood foam on the corner of her mouth, and the snow-heart whisk in her hand was also broken.

She glared at Zhou Shu and shouted loudly, "I don't believe you are so strong. You can't hold on for long! Let's fight again!"

After all, he was the first to pass the tribulation, and he was arrogant and too arrogant, and some of him could not withstand such a blow.

As soon as this said, Yuan Heyin shook his head slightly, and the many female cultivators around him were also surprised, and several of them quietly showed a hint of disdain.

As a monk in the Tribulation Realm, it is already very unbearable to join forces to deal with the Nascent Soul Realm. Now the winner is decided, and you still have to struggle and fight. It really loses the style of a great monk, and even they will not do this.

Zhou Shu's expression was calm and he said slowly, "If you want to come, what do I have?"

The tall Nascent Soul stood with the flow, raised his fists high, and joined together, and the Ming King was still moving. In order to raise the fire to spread the sky, the sky immediately burned with the golden light and red glows, which continued to be generated, with a majestic momentum, which was astonishing.

Seeing such a scene, Yu Xuexi's face stagnated, and all fear and worries surged up. His body shook slightly, stopped in place, and could no longer take a step.

Her face gradually turned pale and she said dejectedly, "I lost, you can do it."

Yuan Heyin nodded slightly, and the female cultivator next to him nodded, feeling a little glad and inexplicably happy.

Zhou Shu bowed to the two of them and said calmly, "I'll give in."

Both of them said this, and they would not regret it. Other tribulation realms will not take action again. After all, it is not a matter of life and death among the sects.

Every cultivator of the Tribulation Realm holds great power in the sect, and no one will object to the decision he makes. As long as one tribulation Realm relaxes, Zhou Shu's goal will be achieved. Now there are two, and the stones in his heart have been put down, intending to take back the Nascent Soul.

Yuan Heyin said slowly, "We will not stop you from taking away bayberry, it's just bayberry..."

Before he finished speaking, a sudden change arose.

With a light sound, a hole suddenly broke above Zhou Shu's head, like a volcanic explosion, and a golden-red flame suddenly spewed out, flying hundreds of feet high.

Everyone was shocked, and what surprised them even more was that the fire was blazing, and the face and body of the Nascent Soul in the flames gradually blurred, as if it was gradually melting...

"Heart fire backfire?"

"This time, you must have gone astray?"

"It seems that his cultivation is not enough to control the wrath of the Ming King. He has already exceeded his limit. Now that the fire is over, the inability to suppress the angry Nascent Soul will be completely destroyed..."
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