Hong Huang: I Have Pitted Countless Great Abilities

Chapter 59

After a roar, Zhu Ronggui stood in front of him, and a raging flame suddenly ignited around him.

The power of terror is chilling.

With only a touch, the surrounding void collapsed for it, endless flames, burning the world.

“It’s just right.”

The canopy held a long sword in his hand, suddenly got up, carried the thick Magic power, and resisted the endless flames.

“Zhu Rong, others are afraid of you.”

“My canopy is not afraid of you.”

“I want to see. I haven’t seen you for hundreds of years. You are the ancestor witch of Southern Fire, and your strength is still alive.”

After speaking, the long sword was cut diagonally.

The surrounding flames suddenly retreated as if the ice had melted and the snow melted.

Sword intent, exuding endless coercion, directly enveloped Zhu Rong.

Countless sharp blades bombarded Zhu Rong from various tricky angles.

“Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang…”

The sound of gold and iron Jiao Ming suddenly sounded, splashing countless sparks. As one of the twelve ancestral witches, Zhu Rong’s physical body is naturally tyrannical, and it is beyond the reach of the extraordinary power.

He narrowed his eyes and sneered, “Are you tickling me?”

With a light touch of his finger, endless flames lingered in it. Not long after, it turned out to be directly enveloping Zhu Rong.

Under its feet, two fire dragons, surging ferociously, galloped away.

As for the canopy, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he groaned, and the sword in his hand trembled slightly.

The terrifying sword light, like a mountain, surpassed the void, and headed towards the two fire dragons.

All of a sudden, sparks filled the sky, and Sword Qi condensed the mountain.

When the terrifying Sword Qi mountain range collided with the fire dragon, a series of terrifying air waves were generated, like ripples in the water, spreading quickly toward the surrounding area.

Countless celestial soldiers and generals, under such a mighty power, exploded and died.

After all, whether it was Zhu Rong, the god of fire, or the general with the canopy of Nantianmen.

Da Luo Jinxian peak Realm powerhouse, the two are fighting, how can their little Celestial Immortals be able to observe.

For a while, the entire Nantian Gate was already a Realm turned into a sword light and flame.

The vast flames surge like a sea, killing the gods and chilling, terrifying.

However, in this endless power, a few figures came slowly.

“Let you slow down, slow down.”

“Why don’t you listen?”

These people are not bystanders, they are Chu Feng, Smelling People, and Lingzhuzi.

Smelling that people were still looking at Chu Feng innocently, his small mouth was slightly raised. Just now, he was almost spotted by a Celestial Immortals Realm’s Celestial Immortals Realm. Fortunately, the Lingzhu possessed a nose sword that cut Karma.

Kill Celestial Immortals without leaving Karma.

“Master, am I also anxious to watch a good show?”

Smells that people still say innocently.

“Unexpectedly, the Yao Clan and the Wu Clan have actually started their hands.”

“I just don’t know this canopy, why did you join the Demon Race Heaven Court?”

“Isn’t this person one of the great powers before?”

“Why are you willing to do things under the hands of other people.”

Ling Zhuzi’s complexion was flat, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was a trace of regret between his brows. He shook his head slightly, and said, “Tempeng, long ago, he had already wanted to join the Eastern Prince’s Fairy Court.”

“This person himself is a generation who tends to be inflamed.”

“Now joining the Demon Race Heaven Court, there is nothing to be surprised.”

“Little Junior Brother, you are wrong to say that.”

“After all, I am also your senior sister, how can you oppose my opinion?”

The mosquito Daoist slowly approached Lingzhu’s body, took advantage of it, and directly bit on it, sucking a bite of blood fiercely.

Lingzhu’s face was extremely embarrassed at this time.

He has already cultivated the Eight or Nine Profound Heaven Skills. Normally, let alone biting with teeth, even if you use Houtian Magic Treasures, you may not be able to hurt one or two.

And now, it smells that people can easily break through their own defenses.

It is really hard to control.

He flicked his arms madly helplessly, for a full quarter of an hour, only to release his mouth when he smelled the person, and his expression was not satisfied.

Lingzhu kept scratching the swelling on his arm that seemed to be the size of a baby’s fist, making it very itchy.

I couldn’t help but step back a few steps, far away from the sight of the person who smelled it.

“Okay, stop making trouble.”

Chu Feng stopped speaking.

These two of his apprentices are obviously happy friends.

Seeing Chu Feng, his face was cold.

The two of them looked down slightly, not daring to speak.

Turning his head and looking at the canopy not far away, Chu Feng directly said: “Xiaowen, didn’t you give you a yellow flag before becoming a teacher?”

“For a while, cast a spell for the teacher, and anchor the two.”

“At that time, you will take back the two weapons to the master by relying on the power of the Central Mao Zedong flag.”

“Then you two leave here immediately, remember not to stay, even if it’s a cent.”

Mosquito Daoist saw this, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he said half-jokingly: “Master, you think we are all here, do you want to get a few more items?”

“I think there are a lot of good things on these two people.”

“Why don’t our trip come in vain?”

“Only these two items are enough, don’t give me any moths.”

Chu Feng said sternly.

“Xiaowen, those two guys, one is Daoist, the undefeated general of Heaven Court.”

“The other one is one of the twelve ancestor witches, Zhu Rong, the god of fire.”

“It’s pretty good that we can take away the weapons in their hands without being discovered.”

“I thought it was all right every day.”

“Give it to me!”

After that, Chu Feng lifted his finger and pointed towards the two of them. At this moment, the horrible flames around him seemed to be frozen in place.

The fixation technique, one of the magical powers of the eight or nine profound heavenly arts.

Sun Wukong used these spells to stop the Seven Fairies without doing anything, and then went to steal the peach.

However, in the Eight-Nine Profound Heavenly Art, the true fixation technique is not only able to fix the figure of others, even even in space and time.

I don’t know if Daoist kept a hand, or the Sun Wukong Magic power is not enough.

In short, compared with Chu Feng, it is definitely a few layers above.

Suddenly, the two were in place, not moving half a minute.

Mosquito Daoist directly turned into a small mosquito, swaying the Central Mao’s apricot and yellow flag in his hand, galloping towards the two of them.

“Hey-hey!”

“Master said you said the things inside are good.”

“Bring it to me…you do it!”

While talking, he turned out to directly take away the flame ring in the hands of Vulcan Zhu Rong and the Demon Slashing Sword in the hands of the canopy.

The speed is so fast, the blink of an eye is extremely high.

After doing all this, he flew back quickly.

Chu Feng casually waved away the imprint of the soul on it, swept the two of them with vigorous Magic power, and galloped away.

“Where’s my sword???”