Chapter 320 Demon Lord Youming

"Haha, I succeeded. Did you see that I can also use runes?" Youming danced happily, and then threw the flame behind Youming's quilt.

"Brother, how did you do it? Teach me!" Qi Er and several people rushed forward to ask.

Zhao Qianyang smiled softly. Such a flame can condense successfully without reaching the soul realm, and there is not much power at all.

Sure enough, before the flame flew to Youming's side, it had dissipated in the cold air around.

Zhao Qianyang said, "Don't play first. Let's hurry up."

You Ming was very helpless. Zhao Qianyang and others accelerated, and he had to accelerate again and move forward. While flying in front of him, he contacted the rest of the venerable to help. Naturally, Stemba Mozun also informed that such a powerful master came to their planet and would bring an extermination disaster if he could not handle it well.

Zhao Qianyang's body flashed and came to Youming's life and asked coldly, "Where is Stemba?"

You Ming suppressed his fear and said, "Just in front, Stemba is in front of you."

"Bulls!" Zhao Qianyang shouted coldly. With his knowledge, there was a huge rune behind the mountain in front of him. Although he still couldn't figure out what the array was, the strange fluctuations emanating in the whole array could not hide him. He reached out to stop the four strange people and continued to move forward and looked at You Ming coldly. .

You Ming felt that his patience had reached its limit. He took Zhao Qianyang and others to this place, which had made him tremble. He kept flying back and shouted strangely, "Believe it or not... Anyway, I have brought you to this place."

"Would you like to go?!" Zhao Qianyang snorted coldly and waved a long whip without any runes. This long whip was condensed with fire. Ordinary fire may be able to block it for a long time and will not cause much harm to him. However, after the vigorous Nanyang subjugation meeting, this fire has been repeatedly refined and has been stronger than the original fire. More than a hundred times tough.

You Ming howled and was tightly bound by the condensed rope of the tiger fire. He couldn't break free. He shouted, "Wow... let go of me!"

Zhao Qianyang waved his arm, and the rope condensed into the fire fluctuated as high and low as a wave, and Youming's whole body fluctuated up and down with the fluctuation of the flame. With a bang, Youming was left behind on the mountain. The broken stones make a rumbling sound when they roll.

You Ming was extremely angry. Under his hard struggle, he could not get rid of the rope condensed by the tiger fire, and the blood fog he used to protect his body also slowly faded under the steaming of the fire. The hot temperature burned his skin and made him feel extremely painful. He roared and roared, "Do you think I'm so easy to bully?" Speaking of Huai'an, he grew up and spit out a black airflow, with red light spots in the middle of the airflow. The temperature of the fire suddenly dropped a lot and became obscure, and there seemed to be signs of extinguishing.

Zhao Qianyang smiled and shouted softly, "Scold!" The hands danced deftly, and a charm was struck out. The fire was suddenly extremely hot, and the rolling black clouds in the sky were also reflected in red. The temperature of the fire has increased by more than 100 times.

Youming's heart is filled with fear. This person's strength is much higher than he imagined. He didn't expect the strength of his soul change, and there was no possibility of resistance under his hands. The hot temperature in the fire has steamed all the blood mist of his body, and he felt extremely tingling all over his body. He tried to narrow his body, but the fire condensed God tightly wrapped him. No matter how his body changed, he could never escape the control of the rope. The only way is to give up this body and his soul escape, but he will never do so, which can greatly reduce his cultivation. It took him a long time to practice until the middle of the soul change.

The dazzling light spread out with Youming as the center, and the sound of snoring and Youming's roar were endless. The whole earth seemed to hear Youming's call, trembling violently, and wisps of black silk gushed out of the ground and flew quickly towards Youming.

And Youming also seemed to have been stimulant, and his body began to expand rapidly, and Zhao Qianyang's hot rope burned on his body and sneered.

At this time, a burst of space fluctuations passed by. Five 100-meter-tall demon practitioners firmly surrounded Zhao Qianyang and others. One person took out a black cane in his hand. On the cane, there was a skeleton's head, which was connected together and could not be seen any continuous traces. And the two eyes of the skeleton also emit a deterrent blue light.

The strange man shouted, "Damn it! Master...they are so big!"

Zhao Qianyang smiled in his heart. Strange people only have the strength of soul change, but they don't have many means of soul change. He said, "Don't be surprised, as long as you can control the energy in your body, you can also change to such a height."

Qi was overjoyed and said, "Really? Master, please teach me!"

Zhao Qianyang smiled and said, "I have told you in the inheritance. I'm going to fight. Don't stop!"

"Yes, yes!" Qi laughed and flashed to a place. He didn't expect that Xiuhun was so colorful that he unconsciously fell in love with it.

"Who are you and why did you come to our demon sect to be wild!" The man holding the black skeleton staff shouted.

Zhao Qianyang only took a look and knew his cultivation. In the later stage of the soul change, there was only one door left to step into the soul transformation. This door may take time or step in the next moment, which completely depends on his perception. He said coldly, "You are not qualified to talk to me. Why don't you let Stemba come out?"

"You... how dare you call our demon Lord like this, you are looking for death!" The man holding the skeleton staff roared and said, and countless black runes emerged on the skeleton rod. When these runes were staggered together, they formed a thick flow and slapped Zhao Qianyang and others.

"Bah!" Zhao Qianyang breathed a breath and spewed out a white airflow. In an instant, the 100-meter-long black stream solidified together. With a click, the black stream couldn't bear its own weight and collapsed in the air with a bang. It hit the ground and broke into small pieces.

"Ice! Ice! Ice! Ice! Bing Xiao..." The man holding the black skull stick stammered. He never thought that the man in front of him would use such a means. He has never seen this method of being able to control natural energy. No, he heard of it once. Just a few days ago, a young man broke into them. The young man also had such a strange power. He heard that he killed a lot of demon practitioners, causing the anger of Stemba Demon Lord. Refined him into a soul bead. I don't know if the young man in front of him will have any connection with that person.

You Ming shouted, "What are you guys doing? Get me out." When Bingsha just appeared, it seemed to bring him a trace of coolness, but he did not escape because of this. The temperature of the fire rope on his body seemed higher, and his body melted like sticky saliva.

A demon cultivater turned around and was about to fly towards You Ming. He held a lightning-shaped fork in his hand. The blue runes on it flowed like water waves, not a wis of white airflow. The cold breath really spread from the white airflow. This is a cold soul weapon.