Chapter 910 Survival From Desperation

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

He just stared at Ye Tian, ​​who had transformed from the glazed fire, trying to devour it by surprise, but let his body wander around, occasionally taking action to deal with it.

"That fellow Goumang, I have been trapped in my natal artifact for many years, and my strength has long been vulnerable. If you think that I am the same as him, and try to use these little tricks to deal with this deity, then you are very wrong. "

Zhu Rong's tone was dull, but his voice was like thunder, and the rumbling sound filled his ears, and the enlightened beast beside him was miserable.

"It's not bad, see the outcome after the contest!"

Ye Tian kept running Yinxing Jue to recover his aura. Under Zhu Rong's attack, even if the opponent didn't do it with all his strength, it would be quite difficult for him to dodge at high speed.

Fortunately, every step is counted, Ye Tian is brewing a big battle!

"I'm tired of playing, you Liulihuo, I am determined to get it!"

Zhu Rong's voice was full of anger, and he grabbed Ye Tian's neck transformed by Liulihuo with one hand, and kept exerting force in his hands, and the power of his own fire spirit flowed into his arms, as if he could crush this incarnation of Ye Tian back to his original form in the next moment.

"You are 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 plan was finally accomplished!

"Liu Lihuo—return!"

Ye Tian stopped drinking.

The avatar dispersed instantly, turning into a ball of golden flames and scattered.

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

As a majestic ancestor witch, he was molested by this weak human like an ant? What's even more abominable is that the glazed fire can't be helped by himself. In this world, there is actually the flame of the ancestor of his fire, the witch can't do nothing? !

How can this be tolerated? !

Ye Tian sneered, and the continuous forbearance made the hostility in his heart finally explode.

Since it is unavoidable, it is better to find a way out!

So what if the fish die and the net breaks?

"Tiangang... Liulizhen!"

In an instant, every step of the previous steps concealed a sword from the Tiangang Qingyun Formation, a total of one hundred and eight steps, a total of one hundred and eight swords.

And the glazed golden fire scattered, and it scattered in exactly one hundred and eight places in an instant.

Qingjue rushes to the clouds and swords are everywhere, accompanied by the fire of glazed glass, the sharp blade is pressing, and the spiritual flame is pressing!

Like a strong wind sweeping across, the entire huge sword array is formed on the ground where Ye Tian stepped on just now, and the one hundred and eight swords of Tiangang Qingyun are used as the carrier, carrying the flame that even Zhu Rong needs to covet.

In this way, to blog a way out.

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

The Twelve Ancestral Witches...

Zhu Rong's mind was concentrated, he was besieged in this sword array, and he felt a little sense of urgency.

Ridiculous!

"I'm Zhu Rong! Ant, I want you to die! I also want to devour your glazed fire and become my supreme way!"

Zhu Rong roared, his long eyebrows turned into flames, his long hair turned into flames, and the pupils of his eyes were filled with colorful divine flames. When he grasped the void, the dark fire like ink turned into a long knife, with overwhelming power!

The Enlightened Beast at the side tried to move away from itself to avoid being affected by the battle.

Survival is an instinctive desire, even if he is Huo Nu.

But not far away, Hei Ying sat on the mountain and watched the tigers fight happily. When he saw Ye Tian summoning the so-called Qingyun Liuli Formation, he couldn't help being amazed.

"Human, you can die in my hands, you are somewhat capable, and you are proud enough."

Zhu Rong sneered.

Among the twelve ancestor witches in the world, no one has ever shaken their position. Today, Wu Jumang, the ancestor of wood, fell, but attracted his fire Zhu Rong.

As the saying goes, the law of heaven recurs, and the retribution is not good, and everything seems to be predetermined.

Ye Tian confronted Zhu Rong not far away, blocking off the Qingyun Feijian that was constantly circulating in the middle. The small flying sword carried the glazed fire and carried the aura of destruction. If it was an ordinary monster, it might kill before it got close disaster.

However, this is also a test for Ye Tian. The glazed fire has always been in his own sea of ​​consciousness, and he is not yet proficient in using it to fight the enemy outside the body, and the strange and unpredictable power it contains It's really shocking.

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

"If you take time to wait for you to achieve great success, I'm afraid you will really become a threat to us, but now you are just a newborn calf, what can you compare me to?"

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

"In this world, the pursuit of the Dao is the mayfly shaking the tree. Regardless of the beasts and beasts, if you want to touch the realm that is in line with the way of heaven, which one is not the tree-shaking mayfly? Under the way of heaven, you and I are both mayflies and ants. Is there a difference?"

Ye Tian shot back without hesitation.

"It's so eloquent, the words really hit my heart."

As Zhu Rong said, the sneer on his face couldn't hold back, and it completely turned into a serious face, quite majestic, and 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 rest of the ancestral witches came from Pangu sitting incarnation. If they merge one day, they can get Pangu's real body, even if it is only a body, wouldn't they be equal to the way of heaven? Why bother to be such a tree-shaking mayfly?

It’s just that it’s hard to know, easy to do, how many years have the twelve patriarchs and witches have been separated from each other, and most of them are old and dead. What a spring and autumn dream!

Thinking of this, Zhu Rong inadvertently shook his head.

Seeing this golden opportunity, Ye Tian formed a seal secretly, and suddenly the 108 small swords covering Zhu Rong gathered together and turned into a long sword covered in glazed flames.

But at the moment when the long swords converged, Zhu Rong suddenly came back to his senses. He was locked by the inexplicable breath of the long sword, which caused a bad feeling.

"interesting……"

Zhu Rong muttered softly, raised his hand, and the jet-black long knife clenched in his hand faced the sword. The Nether Fire exuded an instinctive coldness that made people feel like they had fallen into eighteen hells.

"cut!"

Before Ye Tian had time to think about it, Ye Tian gave an order, and the long sword suddenly slashed!

The sword energy that was swung out was like a tornado, it looked like a beam of sword energy, but actually contained one hundred and eight sword energy, with the power of glazed fire inside.

"That's it... Concentrate strength on one point, use a hundred swords as the front and blade, it is indeed worthy of praise, but that's all... you want to defeat me?"

With a wave of the black knife in Zhu Rong's hand, the Netherfire swept out instantly, with the intention of culling Ye Tian's Liuli Sword Qi.

But the latter didn't show any timidity at all, and had the demeanor of a big fight.

Most of the divine fires in the world have spirits.

Being alive naturally means having a quality order, especially among the high-quality Shenhuo, there is a more elusive and strict hierarchical system.

As for the Nether Fire, its natural rank is not low, and it even belongs to the layer of divine fire at the top of the pyramid. It is naturally suppressed by other flames that are lower than it.

But that Liulihuo was not afraid at all. Not only was it not suppressed, but instinctively, because of the threat, it became more ferocious.

The two fight each other, just like the battle between a dragon and a tiger, and they are indistinguishable for a while.

"Interesting... Even if I didn't deliberately control it, but with your current cultivation base, your flame can be indistinguishable from his. It's really worthy... I've taken a fancy to it!"

The interest in Zhu Rong's eyes grew stronger.

"Who told you...indistinguishable siblings?"

Ye Tian gritted his teeth, running the Tiangang Annihilation Formation fused with the glazed fire in this way was also a huge burden for him.

If it wasn't for the Yin Xing Jue in his body running crazily and recovering his aura, he might not know how long he would last.

"What else do you have to do? Let's use it together. If you use it well, when you become my fire slave, you will definitely use it again."

Zhu Rong displayed absolute confidence.

The black shadow outside the barrier just made him a little afraid, not to the extent of fear, but he didn't want to cause trouble.

But now, the world around here has been sealed by him, basically no different from the domain, how to deal with this human is not easy, even if forcibly refined into a fire slave, the black shadow outside the barrier can only stare blankly !

"Sword up!"

Ye Tian stared coldly, gritted his teeth, and let out an angry shout, the golden blood in his body rushed, and all the few immortal essences were mobilized, and the golden light in his eyes burst out!

At this moment, the glazed sword qi confronting the Netherfire also suddenly increased in aura, as if it was about to swallow it away.

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

"This son cannot be an enemy!"

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

Just what Ye Tian showed at this moment, I'm afraid it won't be long before he is very likely to threaten himself. If he lets it go, he will definitely have a place in the world's powerful giants in the future.

But the matter has come to this point, if you don't want to be an enemy with this son, there are only two ways to solve it.

Killing one will kill the danger in the cradle.

The second is to forcibly refine Huo Nu. If the conditioning is good, I am afraid that in the future, I will have another powerful general under my command.

"Ghost fire, little Doyle."

Ye Tian shouted in a low voice, the golden light in his eyes never receded, it seemed to have a sacred and inviolable majesty.

The fierce flames of the Liulihuo exploded, breaking through the Netherfire in one fell swoop, and slashed straight at Zhu Rong!

The latter narrowed his eyes slightly, and was about to raise his hand to parry, but only heard the wind passing by his ears, and the menacing glazed sword energy directly brushed his shoulders.

Zhu Rong couldn't help being taken aback, and said with a smile, "So you have reached the point where you are at the end of your strength? You can't even hit people?"

I saw Ye Tian propping his knees, panting heavily, the pure immortal energy accumulated in his body was running out, only Yin Xing Jue was still working hard, recovering a trace of aura.

"It seems that I will get another general."

Zhu Rong smiled, the colorful flames in his hands rose up, suspended in the air, he wanted the second result.

"Do you think...you are sure to win?"

When Zhu Rong approached, he realized that Ye Tian, ​​who was bowing his head, seemed to be smiling...