Opening confession to the beautiful master

"Zhang Yi! You killed my demon emperor, you deserve to die!"

The Flame Demon Emperor, who was fighting with Zhuanghe and Taoist Qinglian, was glaring and roaring at the top of his lungs.

But just as he was distracted, Taoist Qinglian chopped off one of his heads with a whisk, and his miserable screams resounded through the world.

Suddenly, the Flame Demon Emperor had to focus all his attention on the two of them, and he dared not take it lightly. He knew that facing opponents of the level of Taoist Qinglian and Zhuanghe, he might die if he was not careful.

"Taoist Qinglian, if you want to completely kill the Flame Demon Emperor, you must chop off all nine of his heads, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

Zhuanghe obviously knew the Flame Demon Emperor very well, and couldn't help but remind him.

"You two want to keep me? It's a fool's dream!"

Now that the situation was over, the Flame Demon Emperor knew that he was no match for the two, so he didn't plan to continue to entangle. He gritted his teeth and made up his mind to retreat.

"Want to escape? You have to ask me if I agree!"

Zhuang He quickly saw through the intention of the Flame Demon Emperor. He immediately waved his hand and a space barrier enveloped the three of them, leaving the Flame Demon Emperor no chance to leave.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

No matter how the Flame Demon Emperor bombarded, even if his remaining eight heads spewed out extremely terrifying flames, he still couldn't break the space barrier.

"Don't do useless work. This barrier was condensed by me using the Supreme Magical Instrument. You can't get out for a while."

Zhuang He shook a black pagoda in his hand and smiled triumphantly.

"Suppressing the Sky Tower!?"

A look of shock appeared in the eyes of the Flame Demon Emperor. He had never seen Zhuang He use the Supreme Magical Instrument before. He was waiting for the opportunity.

The Suppressing Sky Tower is quite special. It can be used for both attack and defense. The most important function is to suppress the power of space. It can kill the enemy when attacking and trap the enemy when defending.

"I didn't expect Gu Xinghe to give you the Zhenkong Tower, and I didn't hear anything about it before."

The eight heads of the Flame Demon Emperor shook together, saying meaningfully.

"Because everyone who had seen me use the Zhenkong Tower before is dead, you naturally can't get the news."

Zhuang He sneered, and his hands began to form seals continuously. Countless palm prints fell from the air and madly bombarded the Flame Demon Emperor.

"In this case, let's fight to the end!"

The Flame Demon Emperor knew that his retreat was cut off, so he might as well fight to the death, even if he died, he would drag someone down with him.

The only regret was that he couldn't let Zhang Yi be buried with him. Now he was trapped in the Zhenkong Tower and had no chance to get close to Zhang Yi, let alone kill Zhang Yi.

Remembering that he had specially set up a space spirit formation here to seal Zhang Yi and others, but now he was trapped in a jar, which was also fate.

The Yin-Yang Demon Emperor not far away had a panoramic view of everything on the battlefield. How could he leave peacefully without witnessing the death of the Flame Demon Emperor with his own eyes?

What's more, he was thinking of taking advantage of the situation, but it seems unrealistic now.

"Zhang Yi is too weird. He will become a big trouble in the future. I must find a way to eliminate him."

He has seen the strength of Taoist Qinglian and Zhuanghe. What surprised him most this time was Zhang Yi's strength, which was far beyond his imagination.

What does it mean to kill two demon emperors with one sword? Although he is an extremely weak demon emperor, Zhang Yi is only in the early stage of tribulation.

"And the Zhenkong Tower is actually in the hands of the Saint Master. This time, the Flame Demon Emperor will not escape death, and I can't take advantage of the situation."

The Yin-Yang Demon Emperor was in a complicated mood, which could be said to be a mixture of sadness and joy. He was happy that his old rival, the Flame Demon Emperor, was finally going to die, and he was sad that he could not get any advantage in front of Taoist Qinglian and Zhuanghe, and could only watch them leave.

"Yin-Yang Demon Emperor, when are we leaving?"

The four demon emperors who followed the Yin-Yang Demon Emperor were already scared and wanted to leave this place of trouble.

"What a bunch of rubbish! You have to see the Flame Demon Emperor die before you leave. You know that guy has a tough life!"

The Yin-Yang Demon Emperor knew what they were thinking, but he was really worried if he didn't see the Flame Demon Emperor die with his own eyes.

"But... the Zhenkong Tower is in the hands of the Saint Master. Will they leave us behind after killing the Flame Demon Emperor?"

One of the demon emperors was extremely worried. After all, the terrifying strength of Zhuanghe and Taoist Qinglian was here, and there was also an unpredictable Zhang Yi. How could they not be afraid?

"Don't worry, the Zhenkong Tower can't keep us. As long as the Flame Demon Emperor dies, we will leave immediately!"

The Yin-Yang Demon Emperor had already made a wishful calculation, and naturally guaranteed his own safety to the greatest extent.

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On the other side, although the Flame Demon Emperor's figure was suppressed by the Zhenkong Tower, his power did not diminish at all. The remaining eight heads burst out with supreme ferocity, and eight different colors of flames sprayed out, as if to burn the world to ashes.

"Flames burn the sky!"

The Flame Demon Emperor shouted angrily, and a loud cry came from his mouth, as if it pierced through the sky and the earth. The eight flames also turned into weapons of various shapes in the void, containing supreme divine power. The power of the Great Dao broke through the void and seemed to burn Taoist Qinglian and Zhuanghe to ashes.

At this moment, the sky was dyed red by the flames, and there was a sense of weirdness everywhere. Even though the three of them were in completely different spaces, Zhang Yi could still feel the scorching breath.

"The Flame Nine-Headed Bird is indeed worthy of its reputation!"

Zhang Yi could be considered to have truly witnessed the strength of the Flame Emperor, and he could not help but sigh.

For this level of battle, he could only escape for the time being, so he watched carefully from the side.

"Green Lotus Protect the Body!"

"Dao Hand Seal!"

Taoist Master Qinglian and Zhuanghe both made hand seals with serious expressions, and a grand green lotus appeared in the void, protecting Taoist Master Qinglian under the cover of green light.

In front of Zhuanghe, countless hand seals containing the meaning of the Great Dao appeared, and they were forcibly bombarded with the flames all over the sky.

"Boom boom boom!"

Under a fierce bombardment, even the space of the Zhenkong Tower was shaken a little, and the endless air waves were like a tide, completely covering the three people.

When everything gradually returned to calm, the figures of the three people gradually appeared, and Taoist Master Qinglian stood intact on the green lotus, as sacred as the Nine Heavens Mysterious Woman.

Zhuanghe was panting heavily, looking at the Flame Demon Emperor with a slightly pale face, obviously he had just consumed a lot of spiritual power.

The Flame Demon Emperor's eyes became a little dim, and the fierce power on his body also weakened a lot, and he seemed not as fierce as before.

"Blue Lotus Petals, strangle!"

The Taoist Qinglian shouted coldly, slowly raised his beautiful hands, and the blooming huge blue lotus rose into the air, and the thousands of petals above contained supreme killing intent, condensing in the void...