Chapter 156 The Battle of Bai Qizhu Rong, Witchcraft

"Hi, everyone! It's so wonderful, how can it be in vain without me?"

Bai Qi came out of the hidden void and jumped in front of those people, which surprised many people.

Is it another strong man who doesn't know how to appear?

They were surprised by the mysterious appearance of the Kirin King just now, and now another one comes out? When did there be so many strong people in this place?

However, Bai Qi created the Killing Mountains. In those years, there was a great war that killed the Reclining Buddha Temple. He is famous in this scattered place, and many people know him.

"Killing God Bai Qi! Come on, we've hit it again. Hey hey, if my brother hadn't asked me to go back, I would have hit you in the ass!" Huoshen Zhu Rong said, as soon as he saw Bai Qi, his eyes lit up, as if he were looking at a naked fairy.

The twelve ancestral witches are all battlekuang. In their blood, there is Pangu's will to fight, and at the bottom of the mountain, they absorb the infinite evil spirit, melt their bodies, and make them even more evil.

In those years, when Bai Qi killed the Reclining Buddha Temple, he bleed into a river and used the body of the great dragon and the desolate god. He turned into a fierce ape, and his will to fight directly pushed the ancestral witch, so that Zhu Rong, the fire god who traveled on the edge of the land of God's grace, could see it and immediately ignited the sense of war.

After Bai Qi killed the Buddha, Zhu Rong, the god of fire, finally couldn't help but come out to fight with Bai Qi.

In that battle, the world was dark, and the mountains were broken. Bai Qi had just become the seventh turn of the great dragon and the wilderness god. How could he fight against Zhu Rongzu Wu? Suppressed by Zhu Rong, when he planned to overdraw his potential to make the eighth turn, Zhu Rong retreated.

Now listening to Zhu Rong, it was Zu Wudijiang who asked him to go back, otherwise I don't know what the consequences would be.

"Hey, it's just what I want!" Bai Qi is now extremely confident, because in his belief, Huang Xiaoyao is invincible, so he does not worry about the danger of his life and completely let go of the physical and mental battle.

"Zhu Rong, is he the killer Bai Qi that you admire? Can the body be comparable to us? Gonggong is also a combat freak. After seeing Bai Qi, his eyes also shine.

"Yes, but his body is strong, but he is still not as good as ours, but his will to fight is unparalleled, and this time he can be full of it!" Zhu Rongdao.

On the side of the beast clan, Huang and Taigu Qingniu were about to fight when they saw the twelve ancestral witches and the new god of killing Bai Qi, and were slightly relieved.

Now the Kirin King has been invaded by the chaotic heart demon and is fighting against the heart demon to seize the control of the soul. They are very worried that these strong people take advantage of the fire to rob. After all, even if they are the strange beasts left by the ancient times, they can't resist so many strong people.

Now most of the scattered forces have formed an alliance with the beast clan, which also gives them full confidence.

However, Longting is different. Just now, King Kirin destroyed one of their god kings with one move. How can they not be afraid? Now King Kirin has an accident, which makes them ready to move.

The scene suddenly became chaotic!

"Roar!" A roar came, and a ten-foot white ape stood like a pillar of heaven with a giant stick in his hand.

"Good ability! It's so annoying!" The twelve witches couldn't help admiring.

Zhu Rong also turned into a battle, which is respect for the strong and cherishing each other.

I only saw his beast head, wearing red scales, wearing two fire snakes in his ears, stepping on ten thousand feet of fire dragons, ten thousand feet tall, fire snake hissing, fire dragon roaring.

What an ancestral witch, what a Zhu Rong, who can compare with this power?

Boom!

Bai Qi's giant stick touched Zhu Rong's fist, and his strength flew around with Zhu Rong's fire, and the powerful force turned the mountains within thousands of miles into powder.

"Oh! The spirit of the great dragon!" Bai Qi roared, and the giant stick shrank into his ears. His head roared like a mountain, his hoarse and ferocious. He leaned behind his upper body, clenched his fists on his chest and kept hammering, banging loudly.

The spirit of the rolling wilderness is like a torrent, rising infinite power from his body. His muscles tremble regularly and mysteriously, and every trembling makes his breath continue to soar.

In one breath, Bai Qi gathered, bowed his body, and leaped to Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong saw that Bai Qi's momentum soared, and the fighting spirit in his eyes was stronger. The flame behind him burned more fiercely, like a world of fire. Zhu Rong was like a demon god coming out of hell, two fire snakes in his ears and two fire dragons on his feet fiercely attacked Bai.

That speed is simply teleportation.

hiss! Roar!

Two snakes are tied up, and two dragons bite! Tie the white body. Zhu Rong quickly flew up along the two dragons and came to Baiqi, and his huge fist hit Baiqi's head.

Kkaz! It's the sound of bone breaking.

The power of the ancestral witch was so great that he broke the white ape's neck with one punch, and the huge white ape's head was unsupported and shrugged on his body.

"Good! Destroy him and correct his head!" Gonggong's blood is boiling. He is not as silent as other ancestral witches, and he has the craziest fighting spirit.

"It's horrible! Is this the power of Zu Wu? And Bai Qi, the god of killing, had heard of his reputation before. Originally, he thought it was just a dog-lucky creature, but now it seems that he is a veritable god of killing!"

There are a lot of scattered discussions, seeing the power of the ancestral witch, and fear in my heart.

It's no wonder that they practiced the divine power road, the yuan god is powerful, and strive to become a Taoist. The divine power is powerful, but they are impacted by the will of the ancestral witch, and their fighting spirit disappears.

This is the advantage of the Twelve Witches! Unparalleled fighting spirit!

When Zhu Rong saw that Bai Qi's head was broken, he did not stop. He kept bombarding Bai Qi's body with his fists from the fire, as if he wanted to break Bai Qi's bones all over his body.

Just when everyone thought that Bai Qi had no power to counter his hand, a loud roar sounded.

Bai Qi's body suddenly soared by 20,000 feet, and the spirit of the dragon was desolate, and the bones all over his body made a crackling sound, and each bone automatically returned to its place.

Bai Qi's two fists hit each other left and right and bombarded Zhu Rong's body.

Poo! The flesh and blood flew, and Bai Qi's fists were stained with blood, and there was blood in his claws.

Is this the rhythm of the counterattack? The creatures present were attracted by this way of fighting. There is no dazzling magic power, no powerful magic weapon, only the most primitive and barbaric way, the kind of flesh and blood flying, the kind of power, the kind of collision of fists and fists, the most beautiful music, the most beautiful chapter of all creatures boiling.

All the forces paid attention to the salute, and the battle between Bai Qi and Zhu Rong attracted them, and even the five elements were temporarily forgotten.

Even Longting forgot to revenge on the beasts.

"Witch fighting skills, I wish you a happy atmosphere of fire!"

Zhu Rong was caught two pieces of flesh and blood by Bai Qi, which aroused his fierceness. His whole body rose from the fire, integrated into his fist, and bombarded Bai Qi.

It's another collision of fists and fists.

This time, Zhu Rong used his witch skills and was defeated. He was bombarded thousands of miles and his fists were broken.

Is it idle to inherit the witch's fighting skills from the ancient god? One move returns to the beginning, and returns to simplicity. Every move can maximize the use of the strength of the body without any waste.

Zhu Rong bullied his body, stepped on Baiqi, and punched his fists from top to bottom, and bombarded Baiqi's neck.

With another click, Bai Qi's neck was flattened, leaving only a layer of skin and flesh.

Bai Qi's fighting skills were all created by him. He traveled millions of years and killed countless strong men. He was really a character who came out of the death arena, but compared with the witch fighting skills, it was not a little different.

Who can create a martial art comparable to Pangu's way of fighting?

Bai Qi was beaten with more air and less air intake. In front of the witch's combat skills, he had no power to fight back.

However, in his heart, he has an unyielding will to fight, an unyielding will, and the idea of killing gods until death.

"Who am I? Why did I come here? What am I living for? For the illusory so-called road?" Huang Xiaoyao's teachings to him sounded in Bai Qi's heart.

"Wo!" Zhu Rong punched and bombarded without mercy. For the witches, there is no so-called concept of mercy, either die or live. This is their fighting concept.

"Fad! Zhu Rong actually used his combat skills!" Among the witches, Jiang, the first emperor of the twelve witches, said angrily.

"Brother, there are no Taoist-level figures present. Don't worry, and with Zhu Rong's hot temper, he was caught two pieces of flesh and blood by the white ape. He has been crazy for a long time!" A beautiful woman who looks like a rich atmosphere of the earth said.

She is a woman who has a high voice among the witches.

"I hope so! Everyone only knows that our witches are the descendants of Pangu God, but they don't know that we have got the Pangu Hall. If they know, even the Taoist ancestors will cove!" Dijiang preached.

"That's a failure. Let Zhu Rong stop! This Bai Qi is a character with powerful means. Maybe there is a strong man behind him. We witches have just gained a firm foothold and can't offend some Taoist-level figures!" Back soil road.

Suddenly, lying on the ground without movement, a strong will rose.

"I am Bai Qi, the god of killing, born to kill, to stand the way, and never stop!"

Boom!

Bai Qi turned over and threw Zhu Rong to the ground, and his two huge bodies destroyed the Wanli Mountains.

Bai Qi's momentum soared, and the body of the dragon and desolate finally stepped into the eighth turn in the limit, and his strength more than doubled.

Bang! It's all the sound of fists to meat.

"Good skills! Unexpectedly, although the skills he practiced are not as good as the nine-turn Xuangong we practiced, they are similar. Who can create them? Look at the breath flowing in his body, like a chaotic demon god!" Dijiang exclaimed.

Who dares to compete with the witches?

Zhu Rong's whole body was shocked, broke free from the white rise, and jumped to the sky.

"Zu Wu's combat skills, I wish you Ronghuo Emperor's Fist!" Zhu Rong was so excited that his heart trembled, and his whole body soared. The source of fire in his body integrated into his fist and ran along the mysterious trajectory.

A pair of fists like a giant mountain hit down.

"The god supports the tower of heaven!" Bai rose and bowed and put his hands up, just like a giant tower.

With a roar, the white figure sank into the ground, and the earth was torn to form an abyss.