Chapter 1162 The Scarlet Blade Bull Demon, the Ancient God Awakens

Xu Zimo raised his head and stared at the statue.

It looked at Xu Zimo as if it was about to come alive.

The statue hangs high above the flames, looking down on everything.

And below the statue is a black pool full of magic energy.

Xu Zimo guessed that this should be the Demon Transformation Pond that Meng Yu mentioned.

Strong demonic energy mixed with beast power spread out from it.

The magic energy condensed into magic water, with a hint of blood red in the darkness.

When the horn was here, it trembled out.

A trace of magic energy is constantly entangled in midair.

Xu Zimo opened his hands, and the magic energy surged in his right hand, and the majestic magic energy was burning in the flames.

He slapped down with his right hand, and endless magic energy poured into the magic pool.

Just hearing the sound of "boom", Tongtian's magic pool was stirred up.

"Gulu Gulu", the sound of the flames boiling the magic energy came out.

Xu Zimo seemed to have sensed something, and slowly raised his right hand.

With a loud shout, "Get up."

A counterclockwise vortex appeared in the Demon Transformation Pond, and the vortex spun crazily. In the end, only a tombstone was lifted up.

The tombstone is a thousand meters high, and on the front of the tombstone, a creature is tied with an iron lock.

This creature, like the tombstone, is a thousand meters high.

There is a pair of broken horns on the top of the creature's head, one horn is cracked, and the other is even half broken.

Xu Zimo looked down at the half horn in his hand and remained silent.

Wearing armor made of stone, this bull demon has a burly body, and the muscles of his whole body are visible to the naked eye.

The ox hair on its body is particularly dense.

Two brown braids fell down the cheeks.

Between the eyebrows, there is a triangle symbol.

The bull demon has passed out, without any consciousness at all.

Its whole body, the fiery red flame is constantly burning.

And as the stele floated out of the Demon Transformation Pool, two fire dragons rushed out from the Demon Transformation Pond.

This fire dragon should be condensed from the flames here.

Like a whip, the fire dragon beat the bull demon continuously.

Even though it was unconscious, or even passed out, it didn't stop.

"It's the Scarlet Blade Bull Demon," the Seven-faced Demon General's voice came out anxiously.

"My lord, it's that old cow. Its condition looks very bad," Baimeng said immediately afterward.

"Why did this old cow appear here?"

"Save it first," Xu Zimo replied.

With a wave of his right hand, the devilish energy surging from the sky directly annihilated the two fire dragon whips.

He looked at the iron chains that imprisoned the Scarlet Blade Bull Demon, and chopped off Ba Ying with all his might.

Hearing only two "bang bang", the iron chain did not move at all, and Ba Ying was directly bounced away by the powerful force.

At this moment, something seemed to be disturbed.

I saw that the whole flame world began to vibrate.

"My lord, get out of the way," Baimon's shout came.

In this flaming world, it was like a volcano erupting, and all the magma underneath spewed out violently.

Fireballs formed one after another and attacked Xu Zimo.

The scorching temperature incinerated even the void.

Xu Zimo's figure dodged among countless fireballs, and suddenly he saw the statue in the sky move.

The statue's head was lowered slightly, and its eyes were staring at Xu Zimo dully.

"Whoever trespasses on the forbidden area will die."

Only the faint voice of the statue contained a strong killing intent.

As soon as the statue raised its hand, the flames of this world seemed to be used by him.

They all surrounded Xu Zimo.

Xu Zimo's eyes narrowed slightly, and the mystery of the fire attribute was surging around him.

Then he was surprised to find that the flames derived from his fire-attributed mysteries did not obey his control.

All the flames in this world seem to share the statue in front of the Lord's eyes.

He rules over all flames.

Xu Zimo hastily converted the fire attribute mysteries into water attribute mysteries.

It's just that in this world of flames, the consumption of water attribute mysteries is really high.

The flame exploded in front of his eyes, Xu Zimo had no ability to resist, and was directly sent flying.

In the Shenzhou Continent, Baimeng and the Seven-faced Demon will tear apart the void and stand in front of Xu Zimo.

This statue seems to be the ancestor of playing with fire.

The flame is like his arm, waving freely, making it like an arm.

"I seem to know who he is?" Xu Zimo said solemnly.

"Who?" Bai Meng asked.

"Ancient God Zhu Rong," Xu Zimo said word by word.

The old man named San in Weiyang Palace told him before that when the ancient god asked, Zhu Rong's secret art was hidden in Beihai.

Zhu Rong is the god of fire among the ancient gods.

This situation is now very obvious.

"Be careful, this guy is very strong," Baimon said.

"This should not be the real ancient god, but a remnant consciousness," said the Seven-faced Demon General.

A conscious body can make the Great Sage feel pressured.

If the real ancient god is here, how powerful it should be.

None of the existences in the ancient times were simple.

"Death, death, death," this conscious body is like a machine, just executing simple orders.

Without any thinking and clear consciousness.

The flames in this world seemed more irritable, the sea of ​​fire boiled, and the lava burst.

Baimeng stepped into the air, and the majestic devilish energy enveloped him.

The rolling holy power mixed with the magic cloud, was patted with a big palm.

Just hearing a "boom", the entire sea of ​​flames was stirred up with countless waves of air, and the conscious body was annihilated under the clutches of the devil.

Before Baimeng could make another move, he saw a red flame bursting in front of his eyes.

Baimon's figure retreated rapidly.

"The cage of despair," Baimeng waved his hand again, and saw his desperate devilish energy rolling in, turning into a cage and imprisoning Vulcan Zhu Rong.

"Seven-faced lore," the seven-faced devil will hold a mask, and the mask splits into seven.

Represents the seven emotions of joy, anger, worry, thought, sadness, fear, and surprise.

The seven masks were laughing strangely, releasing a sky-high magic energy to surround the conscious body.

"Erase its consciousness," said the Seven Faced Demon General.

Shrouded in holy prestige, the whole world was shrouded in demon energy and covered up.

The seven-faced demon will hold a seven-faced lotus, and the petals of the lotus are withering one by one.

"This guy's consciousness is terrifying," the Seven-faced Demon General said with an embarrassed expression.

As soon as his words fell, the void in front of him collapsed.

Countless pillars of flame rose mightily.

The figures of the three were directly rushed out.

Zhu Rong's consciousness was roaring, the sea of ​​fire was burning, and everything was annihilated by the heat.

"What's going on?" Baimeng looked at the Seven-faced Demon General and asked.

"Its consciousness is like a piece of steel, I can't erase it," the Seven-faced Demon General shook his head solemnly.

Even the consciousness of a great saint of the same level, he can subdue it for a short time.

But this conscious body, he can't do anything about it, which makes the seven-faced devil general a little embarrassed.

"Let's retreat first," Baimon said.