Both types of flames are the best among the top grades. Huangji Fire is fierce and domineering, far less gentle than he looks. Sun Jing Fire is even more fierce and domineering and fierce!

The two types of flames were controlled by the two, colliding in the air endlessly. The Pixiu was ferocious and the golden dragon roared, like a battle of fire!

"I didn't expect that this person would have the Sun Essence Fire to cherish the fire seeds like this!" Jun Wei said with a smile. There are so many methods for Xiaoxiao Zen practice. Looking at the Middle Earth and East China Sea, there are very few younger generations who can compare with it!

"Zhu Mietian has won!" Yaoshishi glanced at the murderous intent in the distance and said softly to Junwei. Junwei frowned deeply, "This boy will definitely die at the hands of my Formation Sect. Shishi doesn't need to worry. The traitor has never had a good end!"

On the high platform, Huaxue looked at the report coming in front of him, his face was calm, and he could not see any strange Zhu Mietian at all. Zhan Yan smiled, "No, go for a rest, the reputation of the Bajian Sect depends on you!"

"I will definitely not let the ancestors down!" Zhu Mietian bowed and looked back at the direction of the Formation Sect, his eyes were sharp and murderous intent was everywhere.

In this world, only those who have betrayed people, but what if all these people are dead? Right, if all these people are dead, no one will say that they are traitors or cultivators of defected sects!

All everyone can remember is a generation of genius monks, the young leader of the Bajian Sect - Zhu Mie Tian, ​​and he will naturally forget all this, right?

There is really no better way than this. Zhu Mietian's mouth opened slightly, his eyes glanced casually, and he looked in the direction of Zhou Liang and Zhang Xiaofeng!

Ling Wantian is really right. I am the only monk who can master the law of killing, and no one else needs to exist!

This is how Zhu Mie Tian, ​​a person who has made great progress in his cultivation after betraying the sect, is so ordinary and so indifferent!

In the venue, Zhou Liang and Zhang Xiaofeng did not use magic weapons or magical powers, only one golden dragon and one Pixiu, which did not look like a duel, but more like a competition of fire control techniques!

Zhang Xiaofeng's figure wandered on the platform, with a sense of a gentleman coming to the world. Many female cultivators were fascinated by "If Brother Qiu Chu can beat the fire control technique, Xiaofeng voluntarily admits defeat, what if?"

I sneered in my heart, voluntarily admit defeat, are people with Huangjihuo so easy to surrender? This joke is really cold, "Really?" I looked a little surprised. "If you defeat your Huangjihuo, will you really admit defeat?"

"That's natural. Xiaofeng always keeps his word!" Zhang Xiaofeng smiled softly. There were even crazy screamers in the female cultivators below. This is what a gentleman does. If he doesn't fight, he is just a competition. Where can he find such a perfect Taoist partner?

The sun essence fire, which was fighting with Pixiu, suddenly separated from it and turned into nine pieces. Zhang Xiaofeng smiled faintly, and Pixiu also separated from it and turned into nine pieces!

The nine golden dragons changed again, one by one, transformed into eighty golden dragons, and the nine Pixiu also separated one by one, transformed into eighty-one Pixiu. Everyone below was amazed and was fascinated by the fire control technique of the two!

"What this fire control requires is spiritual consciousness!" Henghu laughed out loud, "It is definitely not easy to control so many beast fires!"

"Of course, I never thought that this little monk was so powerful in his spiritual sense!" A monk who looked completely different from Ling Wantian had his voice exactly the same as him. Looking at Zhou Liang in the field, his eyes were full of hatred!

"Wan Tian, ​​it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, don't be anxious!" Henghu patted his shoulders for fear. Ling Wantian's strength has dropped to the late stage of the Golden Pill after taking over the body. However, for those who have passed the sixth level of the Nascent Soul, they can practice back soon!

"Don't worry, the sect leader, this person must have been killed by me!" Ling Wantian's voice was a little cold, as cold as if he was soaring over a thousand miles, looking at the hare running happily on the grassland below!

Henghu nodded. He had already guessed whether there were any Mahayana cultivators in the Beast Control Sect. Since he launched a sect fight in the Great Chu, his ambition has retreated? On the contrary, his ambition has become even more inflated!

Look at the dark clouds in the sky, you can't be angry. In such a chaotic world, my Beast Control Sect will not soar straight up, so it is better to go straight to the throne like this Tianjian Peak. Which sect has such strength? Is Tianjian Sect? Not necessarily!

The eighty-one Pixiu in the field transformed into nine one by one again, and Zhou Liang's 81 golden dragons also transformed into nine one by one. In the sky, 729 Pixiu faced 729 golden dragons. How spectacular it is!

From a distance, it was so beautiful, Zhang Xiaofeng smiled faintly, "Brother Qiu Chu's fire control technique really amazed me!"

"You are not bad either. You can divide the spiritual consciousness so much, which is your fortune. However, I guess you are almost at your limit!" Zhou Liang's forehead was covered with sweat, and his spiritual consciousness was divided into 729 parts. He must be cautious in his opponents, which is a huge pressure on anyone!

Zhang Xiaofeng's forehead was also covered with sweat, "Only the fire control technique, no fire law, will our Nascent Soul cultivator compete with Jindan? Brother Qiu Chu, I'm going to take action!"

This person is really a gentleman. He said that it is a technique of controlling fire, so that he only competes in controlling fire. In contrast, Zhou Liang's killing law and the law of breaking cannot be used. If he uses it, would Zhou Liang not be a gentleman?

After wiping the sweat from his forehead, 729 Pixiu transformed again. Each Pixiu was divided into three, with a total of more than 2,100 Pixiu flying and steaming in the air!

As a beast cultivator, it is not too much to ask his monster for help. The Pixiu, which had not been moved next to Zhang Xiaofeng, suddenly spewed out a purple flame. The more than two thousand Pixiu looked ferocious, opened its mouth wide, and swallowed forward!

So arrogant! Zhou Liang sneered in his heart, and wanted to devour my sun essence fire, and didn't see if you have the strength! His face showed a look of pain, and in the sea of ​​consciousness, nine lotus flowers bloomed immediately!

"Open!" The seven hundred and twenty-nine golden dragons separated one by one, not like Zhang Xiaofeng, like three, but nine!

Oh my God! Yaoshi Shi and Mo Junyi were both surprised and couldn't speak. Even the god-transforming cultivator was amazed. Jian Wuming's eyes widened. Wu Jiuzhou once again estimated Zhou Liang's strength. Tian Jizi pondered in his heart, "Is this boy practicing the secret magic of spiritual consciousness?"

"Do you want a competition of the Law of Fire?" Zhou Liang1's blue veins burst out. Such a load was extremely large for him. There were a total of 6,561 golden dragons, roaring forward, and combining them into the golden dragon formation of the power of the wishes, slowly pressing forward!
Chapter completed!