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He knew that Ming Hao's strength was absolutely extraordinary, the first bite pattern on his forehead flew out, the power of the first solution reached the limit, and the increase to Ming Qi was only a little bit, which was insignificant.The second bite pattern sprang out immediately, and the power of the second solution caused Ming's aura to expand obviously, but it was not too strong.

Faintly, the gazes of the twelve elders focused on Ming's eyebrows, and there was a bright light.After the second devouring pattern, the third devouring pattern sprang out slowly. The power of the third solution was not even a star and a half behind the power of the first two. Even climbing!

At the peak of the sixth stage back then, he reached the middle stage of Tianzun with the power of the third solution. That is the power of the third solution, but part of it has been liberated, but now the body is more powerful. The power released by the third solution is naturally more majestic, although it is still It's not completely liberated, but it's more than several times that of the past!

This is Ming Qi's method to deal with the lack of energy, and to use the power of the third solution to temporarily raise his cultivation base to the False God Realm.The laws that can only be seen in the world are scattered in Nahui's body, and his aura stops in the early stage of the False God Realm, almost in the middle stage.

However, since the birth of the heart demon, the third solution is to rely on the demon to solve it. Remembering that I have traded with the heart demon to give him evil thoughts and evil power, the heart demon must not interfere with his mind, so this third solution will not affect it. His mind.As for Ming Qi himself, he was able to fight against the blood soul under the third solution, but he never had a chance, because every time he used the third solution, all the evil powers of the blood soul were swallowed up by the heart demon, Ming Qi There is no chance to fight against the blood soul.

As the strong devilish energy dissipated, everyone on the Nether Dragon Ancestor's skull frowned, all looked at Ming Qi, and Ming You said, "The third solution failed?" It was the complexion that was devoured by the blood soul after the third solution, and he couldn't help feeling suspicious in his heart. The elders wanted to stand up and stop the fight. Ming You raised his hand to stop the twelve elders and said, "Wait a minute."

The twelve elders held back temporarily, sat back again, and looked at Ming Qi and the two of them.There was a purple mist in the palm of Minghao's palm, and he said, "Young Emperor, be careful." The moment he said that, and the moment he moved away, Minghao flashed to Mingqi's side, and he pushed out with his palm, and a huge mist dragon rushed out of the mist , Bite towards Mingqi.

His body was illusory, and the fog dragon swallowed Ming Qi's body. After a while, he appeared through the dragon's tail again, and his body solidified again.

"Spring picture." Ming Qi swept out a palm, and the breeze blowing out enveloped him. The fog dragon quickly dissipated in this breeze, and Ming Hao also retreated quickly in this breeze. Blowing into Minghao's body, the vitality seems to overflow the body and merge into the breeze, blending with the endless spring.

"Ming." Minghao didn't panic, the flames in his body crazily rushed into blue ghost thunders, forming countless cycles in his body, the spring spirit seemed to be tightly sealed in these countless ghost thunders, and slowly faded away.

In turn, these dark thunders moved from Minghao's body, and appeared behind Mingqi in an instant. His body was illusory again. The last trick, midwinter.

This skill was created by the Ice King not long before his death. He used it once, because it was too strong, and his own power would be exhausted after using it, and he never used it when he was besieged by the elders of God.

Even Ming Qi couldn't help admiring the Ice King's extraordinary talent. Although his breakthrough in cultivation was not as fast as the three major bloodlines, he had different insights and talents in the cultivation and display of ice skills than ordinary people.

This skill in the middle of winter is truly a divine skill!And the Ice King back then was only in the mid-stage of the Heavenly King, so the power to perform this move would naturally be exhausted.

The white mist in Mingqi's palm slowly faded away, leaving only invisible power spreading around.

The sky suddenly fell with goose feather heavy snow, which is different from the winter with residual wind, which is changing, so that everything in it is slowly frozen by the winter in this cold change.

It is different in midwinter, it only focuses on the coldest part of a midwinter, and only deepens the highest cold break.Reach the extreme cold power of the extreme cold in the middle of winter!

The fluttering snow fell from the sky, and the strong energy had turned into cold force and spread from all directions. Minghao noticed the cold invasion around him and looked at his clothes in surprise. This black robe was the back of Yanlong. The mane is woven with strong flame power, but at this moment it is gradually frozen by the opponent's means.

The sky where the head of Longzu is as vast as a continent is completely snow-white, but the people of the three tribes around the skull of Longzu can only see white that is hundreds of feet in size just covering the sky of the head of Longzu.

"So strong!" The nineteenth elder sitting in the distance trembled. His face was already pale and purple, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably. Ice particles fell to the ground one by one.

The Eighteenth Elder at the side already had the False God Realm, which was much better, but he couldn't help shaking his body. Mingyou raised his hand, and a red light poured into the Nineteenth Elder's body, and his pale complexion eased. Slowly regaining blood color, looking at Ming Qi and the two, the nineteenth elder said with lingering fear, "Mingzi's skill is very strong."

The whole midwinter centered on Minghao, and he felt the extreme cold in his mouth. His feeling was like a mortal walking naked into the midwinter's ice and snow at night.

"Haotian fire!" Minghao moved his eyebrows, shattering the layer of ice on his eyebrows, and after roaring to the sky, his body quickly enlarged, and he directly cast Yandi.

Minghao's Emperor Yan is different from ordinary people, it is condensed by the purple fireworks, and after several times of condensing, it will be as tall as thousands of miles, but compared with the midwinter land above the head of the dragon ancestor, it is still a bit small.The penetrating extreme cold made the giant's swaying purple flames seal and peel off, and the newly ignited purple flames sealed and peeled off again, and began to consume Yandi's flame power violently.

But this Emperor Yan was just the beginning of preparations for Haotianhuo. As a beam of purple light shot from Emperor Yan's mouth into the white sky above, a purple vortex appeared in the white sky, and the fire energy began to crazily gather in the vortex. Zi Yan quickly covered the past, and the white was gradually banned by Zi Yan. The endless sky was still no more than a hundred feet from the outside world, but viewed from the top of Longzu's head, the endless sky had been banned by Zi Yan.

Pieces of goose snow that fell from the sky also began to burn until the power of the ice melted away and turned into a spark that fell to the ground.At this moment, Minghao took advantage of the situation to appear in Ziyan with the technique of teleportation, and waved downwards, a fist of tens of thousands of miles was condensed in Ziyan in the sky, and under the wrap of Ziyan, he smashed at Mingqi. down.

Ming Qi also raised his fist and blasted upwards. The extremely cold power on the ground condensed into a white illusory fist, which was also tens of thousands of miles in size. The moment the two fists collided, the sky and the keel were shaking, as if heaven and earth were fighting. .The collision of the sky and the cold, the two forces entangled in one place, tore apart the incomparably destructive storm blowing from the sky, Ming's palm flashed a black light, tore apart the storm, and punched upward again.

Once again a huge and incomparably illusory fist blasted out, Minghao didn't lose the wind, and immediately condensed out his fist and smashed it down, the sound of bang bang bang continued, and the whole sky was completely darkened.The practitioners around were stunned and dumbfounded.The sound of the battle in Baizhang passed through the barrier and knocked out many people. Even many practitioners fainted from the moment when the two fists struck.

After more than ten punches, most of the purple flames in the sky have been consumed, revealing a deep and dark void, and most of the thick snow on the ground has disappeared, Minghao shouted, "Haotian Finger!"

But seeing the only remaining piece of purple flame frantically condensed, in his finger, that index finger shone with purple light, coiled with small tongues of flame, and each tongue of flame would turn into a huge flame of hundreds of miles away open.From that finger, it seems that the extreme of fire can be seen, the rule of incinerating everything is contained in it, that finger is comparable to sky fire!

Ming Qi also collected the extreme coldness of the midwinter around him into a palm, and as he sent it upwards, he saw a stream of light streaking away, and the finger finally appeared, and the huge finger pointed downwards. It kept sinking, and the extremely hot purple flame was burning in it, as if it contained a scorching flame of heaven and earth.

Remembering that the streamer pointed out by Na Long Dong sank into the finger light, the black light rushed violently, and then turned into destruction. The destruction caused by the contact of two completely different extreme forces expanded to the surroundings non-stop.

After all, the giant big finger was superior. When Leng Dong's power was exhausted, the finger pierced through the impact of destruction, and pressed down on Mingqi at extreme speed.

Without any look of panic, he clasped his hands together, charged up for a moment, and roared to the sky, "Mie Shi Shi Zun." As soon as he finished speaking, a huge figure suddenly enveloped behind him, and an aura of destruction immediately emanated from him. The huge black giant in the picture is emitting black fireworks all over his body, which is the black flame of destruction.

The finger was pressed down, and the giant punched it in the face. This punch wrapped the destruction storm and landed on the finger. The sound of bang and bang sounded immediately, and countless shatterings appeared on the entire finger. mouth, and from the breach blow a storm of destruction.

And looking at the bite pattern on the forehead, there is also a destructive breath coming out of it. This punch shattered the finger without pausing, and the punch was twisted into the destructive impact that has not yet dispersed above. A huge black vortex formed, and a large area The destructive impact stopped, and the destructive power crazily condensed towards this fist, and then it was completely swallowed.

This is no longer the Dizun back then, but the fusion of Yandi, Dizun, and Ice Emperor. Originally, after the Ice Emperor merged into the Dizun, he could no longer integrate into the Yandi, but after learning the compatibility of ice and fire, this is impossible. Things have become possible, Emperor Zun has become today's Devourer.

Swallowing up all the destructive power, the destructive aura of Chew Zun swelled a lot, Minghao controlled Emperor Yan to sink down, and punched him down.

Biting Zun also went up to him, punching each other, fists collided, the fist of destruction was stronger after all, this punch smashed Emperor Yan's fist, and the scattered flame power poured into Emperor Zun's arm, turning around And send it back to Mingqi's body.

Before it was over, Emperor Yan's severed right arm began to flicker with black light, and destruction continued to seep into his body.Before Emperor Yan was swallowed, Ming Hao rushed out, and Emperor Yan who had turned into a mass of destructive force was also sucked by Ming Qi.Sweat protruded from Minghao's forehead, and Mingzi's real body could not be touched.

"Yueyueyin!" Mingqi stood in front of the bitch and stamped his palm forward. The figure of Suzaku Zu shrouded Minghao's body. It is closer to reality, as if the lifelike Suzaku ancestor is alive.

As soon as the figure of the Suzaku ancestor appeared, the entire ground, the incomparably rich power of time from the earth transformed by the skull of the dragon ancestor poured directly into this Suzaku ancestor, and the fire of time poured into Minghao's body in an extremely domineering manner.

Even if the clothes were woven by Yanlong's mane, they disappeared in the years, Ming Hao only felt that everything in him was slowing down, while the vitality of his body was rapidly losing, the time difference between the time of heaven and earth and the seal of time began to show, The new age imprint and the original age imprint began to collide.Horrified, the flame power in his body formed a storm and blew around his body, counteracting the fire of time.

It's just that the fire of the years suddenly changed, turning into marks of the years, and let the years begin to change the body.Ming Hao muttered "Nirvana" in a low voice, and then opened his mouth to spit out a cloud of purple mist. He had found a countermeasure, and immediately used a cloud of purple mist to bring out the soul essence, blood and vitality of his whole body. Disappeared under the mark of time.

The moment the cloud of purple mist floated out of the figure of Suzaku Ancestor, his body completely disappeared, and the death there turned into a rebirth in the purple mist. When Ming Hao walked out of this cloud of purple mist, his face remained the same, but a little paler. Na Nirvana, actually eliminated the wear and tear of the years on his longevity. At this moment, he was impacted by the years, leaving scars on his body, but he still broke free from the marks of the years. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .