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C810 Come Back

The Dragon'S Roar shook the entire world.

Currently, both Zhan Tianming's dragon soul and dragon soul had improved significantly. Adding the fact that he had obtained the Dragon Vein Body, the power of the Dragon Roar was shocking.

Even the ordinary ghosts that were led by the silver soul were unable to withstand the terrifying Dragon'S Roar, causing them to feel restless.

At this moment, the flaming black dragon formed by the Sun-eroding Black Inflammation charged out with a loud bang under Zhan Tianming's finger.

Baked, bam, bam...

Baked, bashed, bashed...

"Ah... Ah... Ah..."

"Wu... Wu... Wu..."

Cries and howls of ghosts and wolves filled the air, and a chilly wind blew. The ordinary ghosts did not even dare to approach the flaming black dragon. With a single sweep, they were instantly incinerated into nothingness.

"What?"

Zhi Ao was suddenly startled, and his eyes stared fixedly at the flaming black dragon.

"This is... Ancient Divine Flame?"

"Roar!"

As the flaming black dragon roared, it swallowed a silver soul into its stomach. The silver soul only let out a miserable cry before turning into nothingness.

Zhan Tianming was also slightly startled.

Using the Sun-eroding Black Inflammation to deal with these ghosts, the effect was extraordinarily good.

After regaining his senses, Zhi Ao did not even think about it. He quickly waved the fake Soul Flag in his hand and recalled the ghosts.

However, in the blink of an eye, he had lost dozens of silver souls and more than two thousand ordinary ghosts.

The pain made Zhi Ao want to stomp Zhan Tianming to death.

After all, it was not easy to obtain each silver soul.

And now, in the blink of an eye, they were burned into nothingness.

How could he not hate them?

After keeping the Soul Flag, Zhi Ao's figure turned into a cloud of ghostly mist and lunged at Zhan Tianming.

"Hmph! How dare you hurt my silver soul! Go to hell!"

Huhuhu...

The howling ghost fog, along with a faint trace of the Heaven and Earth Power of Law, instantly arrived above Zhan Tianming's head. After that, the floating ghost fog turned into a huge pitch-black mountain and fell down.

Rumble!

Rumble...

In the void, the air trembled endlessly.

With the help of the Power of Law, that terrifying force had actually locked onto Zhan Tianming.

A bad feeling rose in Zhan Tianming's heart.

That feeling clearly told him that no matter where he ran to, the pitch-black mountain above his head would press down on him.

"The Power of Law is indeed profound!"

Zhan Tianming's eyes focused, but there was no sign of panic on his face.

With a raise of his hand, the black dragon formed by the Sun-eroding Black Inflammation flew back into his body.

His eyes opened and closed.

The Three Gouyu Dragon Soul Ratchet Eyes appeared, and Zhan Tianming's gaze swept over the huge mountain that was crashing down. In an instant, his gaze focused on a point on it.

That was the weakness.

"Berserk!"

A powerful aura rushed out from Zhan Tianming's body.

Swoosh!

Double the speed and double the strength...

In just an instant, Zhan Tianming had flashed to the bottom of the pitch-black mountain. Facing the bottom of the mountain, he suddenly threw out a punch with his left hand.

"Wildball Fist!"

Boom!

The moment the fist made contact with the mountain, an astonishing power erupted.

The force of two hundred dragons directly smashed into the bottom of the mountain.

Kacha kacha...

Crack crack...

The cracks at the bottom of the black mountain instantly spread out. Then, with a loud bang, it broke into pieces and huge rocks rolled down.

However, right after that, the huge rocks turned back into ghost mist.

As the ghost fog rolled up, it turned back into Zhi Ao's appearance.

"Puff..."

A mouthful of ghost energy was spat out from his mouth.

He was injured!

How was this possible?

He had clearly used the Power of Law just now, but he was still injured by the opponent's ordinary punch?

That fellow clearly didn't even use the True Qi, why?

This was the first time Zhi Ao was so shocked.

He really couldn't believe that the new technique that he combined the Power of Law with the Ghost Dao was defeated just like that, and even injured.

One had to know that this technique had killed many geniuses of the same level!

Could it be that when he fused with the Power of Law to create a new technique, it wasn't perfect enough, and a flaw appeared?

Wait...

Suddenly, Zhi Ao's gaze fell upon Zhan Tianming's eyes.

That pair of eyes gave him an inexplicable pressure.

"Human, I will kill you!"

Facing the pressure brought by those eyes, Zhi Ao felt incomparably irritated in his heart. He didn't even care about the injuries in his body as he rushed over.

Huff!

A claw clawed at Zhan Tianming's heart.

Puchi!

The ghost claw easily pierced through Zhan Tianming's heart.

But!

In the blink of an eye, Zhan Tianming's body turned into black dragon shadows, splitting and dancing. After that, he merged into Zhan Tianming's figure in another place in the void.

Zhi Ao was startled.

"Illusion?"

He had no idea when he was struck by the illusion.

Then, he saw Zhi Ao using both of his hands to execute the Stamp.

"Open!"

Buzz...

A Nether Ghost Qi charged out, causing the illusionary realm to disappear without a trace.

But following that, a chill ran down Zhi Ao's back, and it went from his feet to his head.

"Latent Dragon Do Not Use! See The Dragon In The Field!"

"'Proud Dragon Repents!'"

"Dingdong! Triggering double the power! Triggered Strangulation Effect!"

"Roar!"

Bang!

A terrifying and powerful palm force landed on Zhi Ao's back. In an instant, with a 'Hong' sound, a terrifying flame rose up and swept towards Zhan Tianming.

"Pu..."

Zhi Ao spat out another mouthful of ghostly qi and lunged forward.

Zhan Tianming's eyes narrowed as well. He was pushed back by thirty meters before he managed to avoid the flames that were flying towards him.

"This is..."0

Zhan Tianming's eyes were fixed on Zhi Ao. Suddenly, a red robe appeared on his body. The carvings on the robe were very exquisite. They formed a strange formation with the flame pattern. From afar, it looked like blood and flames, and this robe... Wasn't it the same one that he had seen on Tian Yi's body?

That's right.

Tian Yi had already been refined into a ghost in the Soul Flag by the Ghost Cultivator in front of him. It was perfectly normal for his Blood Flame Cloth to fall on the latter's body.

If it was in the past, Zhan Tianming believed that this palm of his might not be able to break through the defense of the Blood Flame Cloth.

But just now, that palm of his had infinitely increased its power.

If it wasn't for the Blood Flame Cloth, he believed that it would have killed this Ghost Cultivator.

A thought flashed through his mind.

Zhan Tianming stepped forward, and his figure flashed like a bolt of lightning.

He raised his hand and struck again!

"Long Zhan In The Wild!"

"Roar!"

The dragon roared and rushed towards Zhi Ao, who was still flying backwards.

However, at this moment, Zhi Ao's body turned into a black ghost fog, allowing the dragon to pass through and hit the ground.

Boom!

A huge crater appeared on the ground. Rocks flew like arrows, and smoke and dust rose into the sky.

The ghost mist did not stay where it was. It swept up a gust of wind and flew into the distance.

Zhan Tianming let out a cold snort in his heart.

He wanted to kill his brother just now, but now he wanted to run away?

How could it be cheap?

Come back!

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