The tyrannical roars soared into the sky, Wuzhiqi and Huoyuan were transformed into their original form, a huge water ape entwined with the blue waves and a fire unicorn rolling around with thousands of acres of magma around them, rolling around in the city of Liangzhu in a mad manner.

The water and fire collapsed, and the beautiful palaces and pavilions in Liangzhu City were first burned red by magma, and then rolled up by the biting cold air and immediately collapsed and shattered. No palace could be preserved.

Countless people of foreign races ran around crying and shouting, and dragged their children and fled in all directions.

The original shapes of Wuzhiqi and Huoyuan are too huge. They roll for dozens of miles away. No alien citizen can escape after seeing the rolling demonic aura erupting from them. Everyone was either frozen into ice slag or burned to ashes.

Since the first expeditionary army of aliens invaded Pangu world countless years ago, Liangzhu City has ushered in a real catastrophe.

The golden sedan chair of Yuhuo also melted silently into gold and water. The hot golden juice splashed down. The soldiers of the Jia clan kneeled on the ground carrying the sedan chair for Yuhuo did not move at all. Their flesh was burnt by the golden juice, and their whole body was covered with a thick layer of gold and water. They still knelt on the ground motionlessly.

Two red lotus supported Zhu Rong's body of flames that was hundreds of feet high. The two flame lotus that grew out of his eyes were rotating rapidly. The eyes in the stamens were shining with divine light, locking Yu Huo's body tightly.

Most of Yu Huo's body was burned down, and the body below the lower abdomen had completely disappeared. Only the right arm of the upper body was still intact. Only a half-foot-long dry bone was left behind in the left hand, emitting pitch black smoke.

What's even more tragic is that his face was burned by the fire of Honglian Jie. The entire face turned into ashes, revealing its black and translucent bones, which looked particularly hideous and terrifying under the reflection of the fire.

"Maybe, this is what my ancestors said, my Zhurong lineage's opportunity!" Zhurong looked at Yu Huo intently and said lightly: "A 'saint' clone from Panyu World? If it can take away the imprint of the great way in your body, maybe..."

Zhu Rong looked up at the sky, looking at the thick clouds that were restless due to the battle between Wuzhiqi and Huoyuan. Huoyuan was gushing out from behind the rolling clouds, slashing across the sky, bringing dazzling light and deafening loud noises.

"You are also a restless person." Yu Huo gasped. When he spoke, his bare chin bone moved up and down. Because the gaps of his teeth were airtight, his voice was very strange: "Have you taken away my imprint of the Great Way, use the laws of the Great Way of Other Worlds to avoid the shackles of the Heavenly Dao of the One World? Transcend...or, Xiaoyao!"

The eyelids and eyelids were burnt clean, with only three eyeballs rolling around. Yu Huo's eyes stared at Zhu Rong, and said with a strange voice: "But... hoho, some things, you may be desperate. So, I won't say them. If you have this ability, you can really kill my clone and take away the imprint of my clone's clone, then come on!"

Zhu Rong laughed 'hehe', and he looked at Yu Huo and shook his head: "When this situation comes, what else can you do to make a move? You are suppressed by the Heavenly Way of Pangu World, how many powers can this clone exert? "

While smiling, Zhu Rong stretched out two big hands wrapped around flames and slowly grabbed Yu Huo.

Yu Huo looked at Zhu Rong's two big hands getting closer and closer, and smiled softly, "The suppression of the heavenly way in Pangu's world? But I borrowed the body of Yemotian. His body has been in Pangu's world for so many years, which is enough for me to avoid 70% or 80% of the suppression of the great way, so the power I can exert is still not what you can imagine."

Yu Huo laughed loudly. Instead of watching Zhu Rong's big hand get closer and closer, he looked over to the dark corner in the distance.

"Slave, are you here?"

Di Shisha let out a sharp long roar, and carried a white-haired old man from Yu clan to break through the blockade of a large area of ​​fire and came to Yu Huo. He threw the at a loss-willed old man from Yu clan to the ground, and respectfully knelt down to Yu Huo.

"Supreme Master, obey your will, the Emperor is here."

The faint light flashed in his eyes, Di Shisha looked at Di Yun and said in a deep voice: "Supreme master, although Di Yun is loyal, he does not have enough power to serve you, you..."

Yu Huo waved his hand and interrupted Di Shisha's words. He laughed strangely and said, "What I need is not his loyalty or his strength, but him."

"After all, you have too low levels, and you can't guess what I have done. When the Blood Crown Saint took away a soul core from me in a roundabout way, I was ready. Guess what is inside the body of the Emperor?"

Zhurong's big hand was less than ten feet away from Yu Huo. Yu Huo did not care about Zhurong's big hand burning flames. He pointed his right hand intact, and the old emperor suddenly flew up and came to Yu Huo with stiffness.

"Little guy, do you still remember me?" Yu Huo smiled with a sneer, tilting his head to look at the pale face of Emperor Yun.

Old, wrinkled Di Wei looked at Yu Huo at a loss. After a long time, he suddenly exclaimed: "It's you, you... what did you do on me? You erased my memory, you..."

"I erased your memory, but don't you remember it now?" Yu Huo's body trembled slightly and laughed wildly: "I like this the most, erase certain memories of some people, and then suddenly burst out in a specific environment. The fear and despair that erupted from these weak souls of life is too delicious, too delicious."

With a "bang", countless cracks like broken porcelain were cracked on Di Ying's face. In Di Ying's horror and despairy eyes, his head turned into countless pieces and slowly flew around.

At the core of Emperor Huang's head, in the middle of his brain, a fist size was like a crystal carved. There were several shallow brain-like things distributed on it slowly flew up and slowly fell into Yu Huo's hands.

This strange thing the size of a fist squirmed slightly in Yu Huo's hands. With a crystal-like luster, he emitted a strong soul aura. A trace of extremely thin blood vessels rushed out of him and pierced deeply into Yu Huo's palm.

Yu Huo's body suddenly stiffened, and a shocking soul pressure surged out of his body.

Zhu Rong suddenly withdrew his hands, teleported back hundreds of miles, grabbed Zhu Rongtong's bow watching the battle, and turned into a fire and soared into the sky.

"It's too late!" Yu Huo widened his eyes and murmured: "Who dares to believe that I put the holy weapon made of Pan Yu's brain into the brain of a waste old man and sent it into the Pangu world? Who dares to believe it? Who dares?"

After laughing wildly, Yu Huo suddenly glared at Zhu Rong's back.
Chapter completed!