Zhu Rong was deeply thinking, and his old thoughts invaded his mind, and there were inevitably omissions in thinking about the enemy.

He only focused on Ye Tian, ​​who transformed from the glass fire, tried to swallow him when he was unprepared, but let his body wander around and occasionally deal with it.

"That guy Jumang has been trapped in his natal artifact for many years, and his strength has long been vulnerable. If you think I am the same as him and try to use these little tricks to deal with me, that would be a big mistake."

Zhu Rong's tone was dull, but the sound was like thunder and rumbling sounds poured into his ears, and the enlightened beast beside him was indescribable.

"That's a good mistake, we'll see what we've decided after the contest!"

Ye Tian kept circulating the Star Restoration and recovered his spiritual energy. Under Zhu Rong's attack, even if the other party did not do his best, it would be quite difficult for him to avoid it at a high speed.

Fortunately, every step is calculated, Ye Tian is brewing a big formation!

"I'm tired of playing. Your glazed fire is something I'm determined to win!"

Zhu Rong's voice contained anger. He grabbed Ye Tian's neck transformed by the glaze fire with one hand, and continued to force his hand, and a trace of the fire spirit power flowed into his arm, as if he could crush the incarnation Ye Tian back to his true form in the next moment.

"You're tired of playing, I haven't played enough yet!"

Ye Tian knew that the incarnation could not be resisted for too long. When he took the last step, the goal was finally completed!

"Glass Fire Returns to the Formation!"

Ye Tian stopped shouting.

The incarnation dispersed instantly and turned into a ball of golden flames scattered everywhere.

Zhu Rong's arm suddenly loosened and his heart became even more angry.

As a dignified ancestor witch, he has been teased by this weak human like ant? What’s even more hateful is that the Glazed Fire cannot do anything to him. In this world, there is a fire that the Fire of the Fire is involuntarily?!

How can this be tolerated?!

Ye Tian sneered, and the repeated forbearance finally broke out in his heart.

Since there is no way to avoid it, it is better to have a way out!

So what if you break the dead?

"Tiangang...Glass Formation!"

In an instant, every step I took before, there was a sword from the Tiangang Qingyun Formation hidden, with a total of 108 steps and a total of 108 swords.

And the glass gold fire dispersed and instantly dispersed in just one hundred and eight places.

The Qingjue rushes to the cloud sword and rises everywhere, accompanied by the fire of glass, with sharp blades and spiritual flames!

It was like a strong wind swept across the entire huge sword formation with the land where Ye Tian’s foot had just stepped on, and the Tiangang Qingyun 108 swords as carriers, carrying the flame that Zhu Rong needs to covet.

In this way, we can gain a way out.

The black shadow... left a huge mess to clean up for him.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches...

Zhu Rong's mind was condensed, and he, who was surrounded by this sword formation, felt a little urgency.

Extremely ridiculous!

"I am Zhurong! Ant, I want you to die! I will also devour your glass fire and become my supreme path!"

Zhu Rong roared, his long eyebrows turned into flames, his long hair turned into flames, and his pupils flowed in his eyes. When he held the void, there was a dark dark netherworld cremation turned into a long sword, with a vast power!

The enlightened beast beside him tried hard to move his body away to avoid being affected by this battle.

Survival is an instinctive desire, even if he is already a Hokuni.

Not far away, the black shadow was sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight. When he saw Ye Tian summoning the so-called Qingyun Glazed Formation, he couldn't help but be amazed.

"Human, you can die at my hands. You are a bit capable and you are proud."

Zhu Rong sneered.

No one has ever shaken their position in the twelve ancestor witches in the world. Today, the ancestor witch of wood, Jumang, fell, but it attracted him, Zhurong of Fire.

As the saying goes, the law of heaven is circulating, and retribution is unhappy, and everything is like the destiny of heaven.

Ye Tian confronted Zhu Rong not far away, and the continuous flowing Qingyun Flying Sword was isolated from the middle. The tiny flying sword carried the fire of glass and carried the aura of destruction. If it were an ordinary monster, it would be a disaster of killing before it got close.

However, this was also a test for Ye Tian. The glaze fire has always been in his sea of ​​consciousness. He is not skilled in using it outside his body to fight enemies, and the strange and unpredictable power it contains is really shocking.

This is probably the only way Ye Tian can pose a threat to Zhurong.

"If you wait for your success in time, I'm afraid it will become a threat to us. But now you are just a newborn calf, what can you fight with me?"

Zhu Rong looked at the lively glass fire around him, and a greedy light burst out from his eyes, as if a hungry wolf had smelled the most delicious food.

"In this world, pursuing the great way is a canfly shaking the tree. No matter how divine beasts and hundreds of races want to touch the realm that is in line with the way of heaven, which one is not a canfly shaking the tree? Under the way of heaven, you and I are all shaking the tree, and they are all ants. Is there any difference?"

Ye Tian fought back without hesitation.

"What a clever look on my heart."

Zhu Rong said, the sneer on his face could not be stopped, and it completely turned into a serious face, quite majestic. In the eyes of the enlightened beast, it was like a god.

What Ye Tian said, Zhu Rong never thought about it.

It is said that he and the other ancestor witches came to Pangu. If they merge one day, they can obtain Pangu's true body. Even if it is just a body, wouldn't they be on the same level as the way of heaven? Why do you need to be a tree-shaking eagle?

It’s just that knowing it is difficult to do it. The twelve ancestors’ appearance has been together for many years. Most of them are not in contact with each other until they die. What kind of dreams do you have?

Zhu Rong thought so and accidentally shook his mind.

Seeing this opportunity, Ye Tian secretly made seals. For a moment, the small swords covering Zhu Rong suddenly gathered together and turned into a long sword covered by glass flames.

And just as the sword gathered together, Zhu Rong suddenly came back to his senses. He was locked by the inexplicable aura of the sword, causing a bad feeling.

"interesting……"

Zhu Rong said softly, and raised his hand, the black black sword tightly held in his hand faced the sword. The Netherworld Fire exuded an instinctive coldness that made people feel like they fell into the Eighteen Hells.

"cut!"

Before he could think too much, Ye Tian gave the order and the long sword suddenly swung!

The sword energy he swung out was like a tornado, which looked like a sword energy, but in fact it contained one hundred and eight sword energy, carrying the power of glazed fire.

"That's it... using strength to gather one point, using hundreds of swords as the edge and the blade is indeed worthy of praise, but that's all... do you want to defeat me?"

Zhu Rong waved the black knife in his hand, and the fire of the underworld swept out instantly, with the intention of slaughtering Ye Tian Liuli's sword energy.

But the latter did not show any timidity and had the style of fighting.

Most of the divine fires in the world have spirits.

Being spiritual naturally means having a order, especially among high-quality divine fire, there is a more elusive and strict system.

The Nether Fire has a natural order of quality, and even belongs to the layer of divine fire at the top of the pyramid. It is inherently suppressed by other flames that are lower than it.

But the glaze fire was not afraid at all. Not only was it not suppressed, but it instinctively became more fierce because of threats.

The two fight each other, like a battle between dragons and tigers, and it is difficult to tell the difference for a while.

"Interesting... Even if I didn't control it deliberately, with your current cultivation level, your flames are evenly matched with him. It's really worthy of... I'm attracted to you!"

Zhu Rong's eyes became more and more interested.

"Who told you...it's right?"

Ye Tian gritted his teeth and said that the Tiangang Impact Formation that was running in this way and fused with the Glazed Fire was also extremely burdened for him.

If the Star Initiation Punishment in the body was not running wildly and regaining its own spiritual energy, I would probably not know when it could last.

"What other way do you have? Use it together. If you use it well, when you become my Hound, you will definitely be used for you."

Zhurong demonstrates absolute confidence.

The shadow outside the barrier made him a little afraid, and he was not afraid, but he just didn't want to cause trouble.

Now, the world nearby has been sealed by him, and it is basically no different from the realm. If you want to deal with this human being, you can do it at will. Even if you forcefully refine it into a hound, the black shadow outside the barrier can only stare at you!

"The sword rises!"

Ye Tian gritted his teeth and shouted angrily. The golden blood in his body rushed. All the few immortals were mobilized, and for a moment, the golden light in his eyes shone brightly!

At this moment, the glazed sword energy confronted the Netherworld Fire suddenly increased greatly, and it seemed to swallow it away in one bite.

Zhu Rong, who was quietly watching all this, couldn't help but change his face. This sudden change made him feel a little strange.

"This son cannot be an enemy!"

This is a decision made by Zhu Rong secretly in his heart.

Just what Ye Tian showed at this moment may not take long to threaten him. If he let himself go, he will definitely have a place for the powerful giants in this world in the future.

But now that things have come to this point, if you don’t want to be an enemy of this son, there is only two ways to solve it.

Kill it in one way, and kill the danger in the cradle.

Second, force it to refine the Hoknu. If it is well conditioned, I am afraid that there will be one more capable general under my command in the future.

"Nether Fire, Little Doyle."

Ye Tian shouted softly, the golden light in his eyes had not retreated, and it seemed to have a sacred and inviolable majesty.

The glazed fire was fierce and fierce. It broke through the fire of the underworld in one fell swoop and slashed straight towards Zhurong!

The latter narrowed his eyes slightly and was about to raise his hand to resist, but he heard the sound of wind passing by in his ears, and the fierce glass sword energy passed by.

Zhu Rong couldn't help but be stunned and smiled, "You've reached such a point of strength? You can't even beat anyone?"

I saw Ye Tian holding his knees and panting heavily. There was only a lot of pure immortal energy accumulated in his body. Only the Star Initiator was still working hard to revive his spiritual energy.

"It seems that I'm going to get another general."

Zhu Rong smiled and said, the colorful flames in his hand rose up and sank in mid-air, and he wanted the second result.

"Do you think...you're sure to win?"
Chapter completed!