The information obtained by Xue Zongwu showed that Zhao Guangzhi was killed by Emperor Jiuyou in full public view, and his soul was taken out by others. Does that mean that the man in black armor in front of him is really Emperor Jiuyou? Is it true?
This realization really shocked him.
In this world, it is not unusual for a dead person to speak again, but how could Zhao Guangzhi be grafted into a tree demon?
This is an unpredictable method!
Could it be possible that this guy is really a man from the underworld?
This thought was just a fleeting thought and I didn't dare to think about it deeply.
He was worried again and again, and his attack was not as fierce as before. He Lingchuan held up the shield with his left hand to block it, and thrust it outward: "Don't worry. Soon, your face will grow on the tree!"
Xue Zongwu's expression was fierce and he said: "Pretend to be a ghost! I'm going to cut off your head and use it as a wine flask!"
Emperor Jiuyou said word by word: "Your crime is ten times that of his! The punishment you have to endure is also ten times that of his!"
Xue Zongwu roared wildly and struck hard with his hammer.
After seeing Zhao Guangzhi, he felt a chill in his heart.
He knew what he had done. In the face of what he had done, how could Zhao Guangzhi be considered a hesitant?
If Emperor Jiuyou can really sentence criminals...
No, no, it's impossible. This is the enemy deliberately confusing him!
The two of them used to fight each other quickly, but now they have become a wrestling match.
The crouching beast on Xue Zongwu's armor suddenly moved again, spitting out a mouthful of white flames towards He Lingchuan.
He was wearing a mask, and the crouching beast couldn't see his eyes, so it could only spray on his face.
This fire can burn anything, and even stones can be burned into water. The crouching-shouldered beast had to hold it in for a long time before it could open up. The two sides were so close, less than half a foot, that the black-armored leader could not escape.
Previously, the black-armored leader helped Weng Xing put out the fire, and Xue Zongwu naturally noticed it, but being able to help others does not mean that he can save himself. As long as the black-armored leader retreats, he can turn the tide of the battle and turn defense into offense!
This fire, as expected, sprayed black armor all over the man's head and face. The wind on the roof was strong, and with a "whoosh", the whole person was enveloped in the blazing flames, and it was too late to put it out.
Weng Xing happened to look back and was startled, only to realize how powerful his magic weapon was in protecting his master, otherwise he would have been burned to ashes.
"Brother..." He didn't have time to use code words, so he shouted directly, "Can we save...?"
Can you save the man in black armor?
Wengsu could only smile bitterly. If the fire burned him, he would also die. The brothers had just turned around, so what could they do to save them?
The black-armored man was covered in flames, and what appeared around him might be ghost figures or thick smoke. However, in full view of everyone, this BOSS-level battle did not stop at all——
The man in black armor did not howl in pain or roll on the ground trying to put out the fire. His movements were still smooth and his attacks were still fierce, as if he was indifferent to the flames on his body.
The flames clinging to his armor, mask, and even his sword danced and flickered, adding color and power to him, making him look like a god descending from the earth.
This fire can't burn him?
Xue Zongwu's eyes flashed and he was surprised. How could it be possible?
His crouching-shouldered beast was obtained from a vassal country. It is said that the soul of a young fire dragon from the medieval period was added as a weapon spirit during the refining process, making it extremely powerful.
He named the fire-breathing crouching beast "White Flame".
In the past two years, the spiritual energy has gradually recovered, and the power of the real fire sprayed by the "White Flame" has gradually increased. Xue Zongwu's protective magical weapons and fire-proofing talismans that he spent a lot of money to purchase were all burned up by it.
This brought a big surprise to Xue Zongwu.
But when it comes to the black-armored man in front of me, why is it ineffective?
The crouching-shouldered beast turned its head sideways, looking a little dazed. It blinked its small eyes and made an inhalation movement, its throat turning faintly red.
It was unwilling to suffer setbacks and planned to increase He Lingchuan's strength.
"Poof -" This mouthful was not a red flame, but a white flame. The scene around He Lingchuan was immediately distorted by the high temperature, and the roof was also on fire.
Xue Zongwu quickly stopped: "Stop!"
They're on the roof!
But it was too late, the flames took advantage of the east wind and started to spread in all directions along the tiles.
The Weng brothers were originally hiding behind the tree demon. When Weng Xing saw this, he screamed strangely and took the time to throw two bottles.
With two bangs, the bottle exploded on the roof, and red and white flames shot up to a height of more than ten feet.
Isn't it just setting fires? It happens to be his strong point, so he also joins in the fun.
Suddenly, fire nets crisscrossed the roof, red, white, and green fires all mixed together, and thick smoke billowed everywhere.
The Xue family's personal guards were in trouble: How could they settle down?
Yuanli has reduced fire damage and magical powers, but this does not mean that they can stand in the fire and continue to output like the black armored men.
Reduction is not a immunity. For ordinary people, being burned by fire would be extremely painful.
The dryad also caught fire. Before being burnt, its branches were thorny and flaming, and its power was at least doubled.
Wang Xining dodged the tree demon's sweep, but stepped on an empty tile under his feet and staggered.
What a good opportunity! The Weng brothers stabbed him in the chest and stamped their feet before the others rushed over.
"Crack", they stepped on a hole in the roof, and the two of them fell directly.
The fire was so powerful that the brothers suffered so much from it that the roof should be left to the inhumans.
Xue Zongwu immediately ordered: "Don't let them run away!"
Lu Ping jumped down with two guards and gave chase. The other guards surrounded Xue and He, trying to bypass the tree demon and the ubiquitous fire and join the battle.
With the Weng brothers running away, they will be able to free up their hands to help General Xue to defeat the many and the few.
But before they could rush to the man in black armor, several bangs suddenly came from below, causing even the roof to tremble.
This hall is really unlucky. It had just been renovated a month ago. It was originally magnificent. Unexpectedly, uninvited guests rushed to the roof, set fire to it, trampled it, and now there are people blasting wooden pillars!
Of course it was the Weng brothers who did such a thing.
"I won't leave if I don't!" Weng Xing gritted his teeth, "I'll give you something fun!"
The main support of the hall is several large pillars that are hugged by three people. The Weng brothers could not push them in their haste, but Weng Xing took out dozens of dynamite balls of different shapes and stuffed them into the small pillars on the beams.
, it exploded casually——
After several series of explosions, the roof collapsed directly.
Good wood is not afraid of corrosion, moths, or even Yulin's "Star Death" magical power just now, it is just afraid of explosions.
Weng Xing's explosives were so powerful that they exploded in succession, leaving the roof full of holes, like crumpled tattered paper.
Xue Zongwu, the man in black armor, the Xue family guards and the tree demon all fell together with the roof.
A cloud of dust flew up.
Until the roof collapsed, Xue Zongwu was still worried about the escape of Heijia and the Weng brothers. Although the battle was difficult to distinguish, he knew that as time went by, his own advantage was getting bigger and bigger: