Because his spiritual sense discovered Zhulong, Shen Yian also rushed to Huoming Hall.

After old man Huo Ming used the Xuansha Demon Pill, he immediately sensed the familiar Xuansha aura, which was exactly the same as the one that erupted from Su Jingchuan when he was at the Su family.

Isn't this Xuansha Demon Pill the secret treasure of Xuanyin Sect? How could it appear here?

Inside the Fire Hall.

Appearance is determined by the mind. Different people will have very different images when they use the Xuansha Demon Pill.

For example, Su Jingchuan, his image is more like an octopus with bone armor attached to its surface.

The old man Huo Ming in front of him swelled his body and fell to the ground with his limbs. The spout-shaped synapses on his back spurted out white steam, making him look like a giant toad that was breathing fire.

"Kill you!"

Old Man Huo Ming roared with red eyes.

"Boom boom boom!"

Hot energy gathered in the huge mouth, and fireballs shot out in succession.

"Qiang!"

The sword shone brightly, and the hall turned pale. Zhulong swung his sword casually, and an ice wall split the hall into two.

The fireball slammed into the ice wall wildly, shaking it only a few times but not breaking it at all.

Old man Huo Ming didn't believe it, so he puffed up his belly and flames burst out of his mouth like a flood and hit the ice wall.

The two collided violently, and the entire Fire Palace could not withstand the impact and began to collapse.

"Crack!"

The moment the ice wall broke, several extremely cold sword energies came from all directions.

His whole body was surrounded by red flames, and scales began to grow all over the old man Huo Ming. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and managed to withstand Zhu Long's attack.

"Is this all there is?"

Old Man Huo Ming lowered his arms, trembling as he laughed.

Zhulong did not reply, but swung out a few more swords, but they were all easily blocked by the opponent.

"Why is the sword energy so weak? Are you scared?"

Realizing that Zhulong's sword energy did not seem to cause any harm to him, old man Huoming became more arrogant and headbutted him.

"boom!"

Zhulong did not dodge. He held the sword across his chest and pressed the sword with one hand to resist the opponent's impact. He was knocked into the sky.

Seeing that his attack was effective, old man Huo Ming used the nozzle behind him to generate force, and a large amount of flames gushed out. His slowed down speed suddenly increased, as if he wanted to knock Zhulong into a height of ten thousand meters.

After reaching a certain height, Old Man Huo Ming roared angrily, suddenly distanced himself from Zhulong, and then increased the flames he spewed, smashing down like a burning meteorite.

"Kill you!"

This time, Zhulong even gave up using the sword to block and used his body to withstand the attack.

"boom!"

The fireball fell to the ground, creating a big pit and stirring up layers of air waves. The earth shook like an earthquake, and the Huomingtang headquarters, which was already riddled with holes, was now completely reduced to ruins.

Old Man Huo Ming was the first to jump out of the pit, but there was a hint of caution in his eyes.

Something was wrong, very wrong.

If the opponent didn't react at first and could only use his sword to block his headbutt, then this guy did it completely on purpose just now.

What do you mean, you want to die?!

Or is it intentional to let him win and play a trick on him?

Bastard, do you really think that after taking the magic pill, he is still the same person as before? !

With his current strength, even the guardians of the Divine Religion would have to show respect to him!

After a brief moment of confusion, old man Huo Ming shook his increasingly swollen head. Why did he think so much? Wouldn't it be better to just kill him directly?

In the big pit, Zhulong was lying on his back in the center, with his armor shattered into pieces and blood flowing out from the cracks. His breath was very disordered. The only thing that had not changed was his calm eyes.

"Click..."

The fingers were trying hard to pinch the gravel, as if struggling before death, but before they could pinch it, all the gravel jumped up and down rapidly as the earth shook.

The large cloud of smoke and dust raised by the fall just now suddenly dissipated, and old man Huo Ming jumped high up with a huge fireball in his hands.

"Die!"

"boom!"

The fireball hit Zhulong accurately.

The imagined big bang did not happen.

The huge fireball seemed to have been paused and was suspended right above Zhulong.

Looking again, a strange ice-blue flame was burning on the surface of the Candle Dragon. It was clearly fire, but it gave off a chill that made people feel as if they had fallen into the underworld.

A wisp of ice-blue flame floated into the fireball, and almost in an instant, the fireball was assimilated into ice-blue.

Old Man Huo Ming looked at the scene in disbelief.

How can this be? !

What kind of witchcraft is this?!

Even the Zhulong Sword, which possesses the power of yin and yang, cannot have such terrifying capabilities.

Although his own flame is not the ancient divine fire, it can still melt iron and burn copper easily. Ordinary warriors will die if they touch it, so how could they be assimilated so easily?

"Kakaka..."

Zhulong's body kept making sounds of bones connecting with each other. He had broken quite a few bones just now.

From the moment he arrived in Shuitian City, he realized that he had entered a very strange state. He vaguely touched a mass of something, but it disappeared as soon as he got close.

At first I thought this state was a sign of a breakthrough.

But as time went on, this state made him increasingly painful, and only continued fighting could provide some relief.

So he didn't wait for Guimian, but rushed to the Huoming Hall first.

When facing old man Huo Ming, when the other party used the "Huo Ming Jue", the state became even more intense, so that he inexplicably gave up resistance and allowed him to attack him.

Not until he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, feeling the life beginning to drain away from his body, did he finally touch that thing, the Nine Nether Yin Fire.

It comes from the land of the Nine Netherworlds, born from death and has extremely cold and gloomy attributes, but it also possesses the power of creation. It can heal wounds, detoxify, ignite souls, and assimilate all kinds of fire.

It has always existed in the Zhulong Sword and was brought into this world by the Zhulong Sword.

Only when you are on the verge of death and wandering between yin and yang will you have the chance to come into contact with it.

Because of the Zhulong Sword, the Nine Nether Yin Fire had already recognized him as its master, so there was no need to take the risk to subdue it.

I thought I was going to break through after falling into this state.

Zhulong suddenly felt a sense of anxiety.

However, it is also an additional means of life-saving and a trump card. I just don't know which one is stronger compared to the Ghost Face's Nether Fire.

Old Man Huo Ming spat out several more fireballs, only to find that they were all swallowed up by the strange ice-blue flame.

In a rage, he simply rushed over, determined to smash Zhulong to death.

"Buzz!"

Zhulong, who was lying in the big pit, flew up and repelled the rushing old man Huoming with just his own momentum.

"Damn it!"

Old man Huo Ming cursed inwardly, he shouldn't have hesitated just now.

He immediately decided to run away. He had a premonition that he would die if he didn't run.

Zhulong raised the sword in his hand, and the huge ice-blue fireball seemed to sense something and decomposed into rays of energy that gathered towards the sword.

The dark night!

Old man Huo Ming had just turned around, and before he could take a step, his surroundings fell into darkness, and his five senses were slowly being deprived by the darkness.

Midnight star!

The darkness broke through, and what appeared in the eyes of old man Huo Ming was an extremely cold ice-blue sun.

The next second, his body turned into ashes in an instant, like a drop of evaporating water.

Shen Yian, who had been watching the battle silently, raised his eyebrows. Why did he feel that Zhulong and the others were more impressive than him even before they entered the Divine Wandering Realm? !

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