Honghuang: I am the Fusang Sacred Tree, and I am the leader of Jiejiao

Chapter 36: Relaxed and comfortable when fighting against Zhu Rong

"good!"

Some were beyond everyone's expectations, but they seemed to be expected.

Fusang categorically accepted Zhu Rong's invitation to fight.

In fact, the moment he learned about Zhu Rong's identity, Fusang felt that this was a good opportunity.

The people of the witch clan are warlike, but only fighting can bring Fusang closer to the relationship with the ancestral witches. Didn't you see that after the discussion with Houtu, Houtu brought himself to Pangu Palace.

Moreover, why not hone your physical combat skills with the ancestral witch?

It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

As for how to make good friends with the Witch Clan, isn't it simple?
As long as you have done a few games, your strength is recognized by the ancestor witches, and you are willing to make friends, I believe it will not be difficult.

Except for this reason.

There were actually two reasons why he readily agreed to Zhu Rong's invitation to fight.

First, Fuso has never fought against a powerful person of comparable strength since his transformation. He lacks actual combat experience, which is a serious shortcoming.

In today's ancient world, who has the most combat experience.

Apart from Dao Ancestor Hongjun, who experienced the war between the three clans and the battle between demons, the first one to bear the brunt was naturally the twelve ancestral witches of the Wu Clan.

Secondly, Zhu Rong even used the word "dare" in his previous invitation to fight. Although this was Zhu Rong's method of stimulating generals, if Fusang avoided fighting, wouldn't it have weakened his momentum?

It's just Zhu Rong, even if he lacks combat experience, Fusang is confident that he can definitely win.

For all the reasons, Fusang agreed readily.

Fusang's cheerfulness made Zhu Rong overjoyed, and he also recognized Fusang in his heart.

What they appreciate most is someone who is straightforward and forthright.

"Okay, then we will go to the Pangu Palace to fight."

Zhu Rong, who was ready to move, couldn't wait.

Without hesitation, Fusang stood up directly and replied: "Please ask the ancestral wizard to lead the way forward."

"Hahaha!"

Zhu Rong gave a long laugh, said no nonsense, turned around and took Fusang to the ring.

Zhu Rong and Fusang left immediately. Hou Tu and some great witches who were still sitting there looked at each other in confusion.

Shaking his head helplessly, Hou Tu said weakly: "Forget it, we will go together to watch the battle."

After finishing speaking, Hou Tu and some great wizards followed Zhu Rong and Fusang to the arena.

After leaving the Ancestral Witch Hall, he walked all the way towards the arena.

Looking at Zhu Rong, who was full of energy and fighting spirit, all the witch clan members along the way knew that their ancestral witches must be fighting again. They were all excited and followed him towards the mountains.

The Ancestral Witch Palace is not far from the battle site. In just a short distance, Fusang and others are followed by billions of Witch Clan members.

With such a warlike nature, no race in the ancient world can surpass it.

Arrive at the arena Zhu Rong mentioned.

Looking around, the momentum is extremely spectacular.

It turned out that what Zhu Rong called the arena was an extremely empty space, with a radius of tens of billions of miles, completely barren, not even a single weed.

This place with a radius of tens of billions of miles is divided into tens of thousands of parts by the formation.

Except for a 'challenge' that was covered by formations with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles, the other large and small 'chambers' were all filled with people from the Wu clan who were constantly fighting with their roars.

In this case, this piece of land is being devastated all the time, and it is really a matter of course that no weeds grow.

The arrival of Zhu Rong, Fusang and others caused the other Wu tribesmen who were fighting brazenly to stop one after another. They all looked at Zhu Rong and Hou Tu excitedly, with fanatical expressions.

Zhu Rong looked at Fusang and grinned: "Fellow Taoist, please!"

Fusang didn't show the slightest hint of timidity and didn't reply. He moved and jumped to the biggest 'ring'.

Zhu Rong laughed again, and then his figure appeared on the 'ring'.

With hundreds of millions of Wu tribesmen watching, Fusang and Zhurong stood opposite each other, and the war was about to break out.

An extremely violent aura burst out from Zhu Rong's body, and he roared with fighting spirit: "There is a formation here, fellow Taoist, don't worry, let's give it a go and fight."

There was no reply, Fusang held up Zhu Rong's momentum, and the strong wind around Feng Ming stirred up a cloud of flying sand and rocks.

"boom!"

The next moment, Fuso's whole body was surrounded by pure white fire and a black flame. This was the source of magical power that he had recently learned, and it was still in its most elementary form.

The flames of death, the whitest and purest flames, eclipsed the sun in the sky, and the thunder flames dimmed the earth by three points!
In front of Fusang, there is a bright light, covering the sky and the sun, shining between heaven and earth.

When the hot breath came, Zhu Rong was not surprised but happy, and a pillar of fire burst out from his body, which was not weaker than Fusang.

This fire is naturally the Nanming Li Fire.

Zhu Rong's eyes burst out with a fierce light, and he grabbed it with both hands. The image of the fire pillar changed drastically, turning into two tens of thousands of feet of fire dragons, and attacked Fusang brazenly.

Hidden in the firelight.

Zhu Rong disappeared without knowing it, hiding among the two fire dragons and quietly killing Fusang.

"Good come!"

Fuso's fighting spirit was aroused.

Fusang changed his previous aloof, noble, domineering and somewhat gentle temperament, and his fighting spirit was high.

"Chong!"

There was a clear and loud collision.

But he saw Fusang's body rising into the air, and the white and pure flames surged.

Just like the two fire dragons condensed by Zhu Rong, one arm is 9000 million feet above the sky.

Flying through the air, his huge arms instantly grabbed the heads of the two fire dragons.

"Hoohoo!"

Two wailing sounds sounded in succession, and the two fire dragons constructed from Nanming Lihuo instantly turned into flames that filled the sky, and their entities disappeared.

"break!"

Zhu Rong, who was hiding in the fire dragon, appeared, with a knife-shaped witchcraft in his hand.

Zhu Rong held a sword-shaped witchcraft in his right hand and swung it out with great force. The hot sword energy turned into substance and was extremely bright, splitting the void in an instant.

The sword energy moved towards Fuso without any hindrance.In an instant, the tens of thousands of feet of Fusang Fa Tianxiang and Earth suddenly shattered and scattered into little bits of fire.

When Zhu Rong saw this, he had no time to be happy.

Above the sky, Fusang's eyes showed excitement and he shouted loudly: "Ning!"

The countless white fire spots scattered around Zhu Rong gathered together again, and another black flame giant appeared in the sky.

more than this.

The black flame giant blocked Zhu Rong's path forward and retreat. It was both hot and cold to the bone, causing Zhu Rong's expression to change drastically.

Zhu Rong could clearly feel that the Nanming Lihuo in his body was actually weak, and the firelight was constantly being compressed by the black flames bursting out from the black flame giant.

It’s not just Zhu Rong.

The hundreds of millions of sorcerers who were watching around the arena also looked horrified.

They never imagined that their ancestral witches would be at a disadvantage on the first day of their confrontation.

Hou Tu said with some disbelief: "Fellow Taoist Fusang is indeed the supreme master of fire. I didn't expect that even Zhu Rong, who also understood the law of fire and possessed Nanmingli Fire, could not ignore the flames of Taoist Fusang.

The Fuso Sacred Tree takes shape, how terrifying it is! "

That being said.

At first glance, I thought Hou Tu was just sighing in his heart.

However, a woman suddenly appeared next to Hou Tu and looked at Hou Tu with a half-smile.

Hou Tu seemed to feel the gaze of the woman behind him, and his pretty face suddenly turned slightly red.

indeed.

It is true that Hou Tu has a gentle temperament, but she is also an ancestral witch after all. In her bones, the warlike factor flowing in her blood also aroused Hou Tu's fighting spirit.

Judging from the situation, Hou Tu seems to be unable to hold on any longer.

During Houtu Nan language.

On the 'ring', Zhu Rong and Fusang clashed again no less than [-] times.

True.

Zhu Rong, who was surrounded by Fusang's celestial and earthly phenomena, could easily defeat Fusang's dharma appearance every time he wielded a terrifying and fierce sword energy.

However, as long as it is close to Fusang, it cannot be reached.

Fusang was also able to re-condensate the Dharma form at the moment it collapsed, leaving Zhu Rong constantly exhausted.

'We can't go on like this. '

Unexpectedly, Fusang's strength was so strong. Zhu Rong, who was a little careless, muttered in his heart. Although the black flame giant could not hurt him for the time being, if he continued, there was no chance of winning.

Zhu Rong, who had a lot of combat experience, his eyes sparkled.

"The real body of the ancestor witch."

A burst of drink.

The true form of the ancestral witch of fire appeared with a body of an animal, a body covered with red scales, a fire snake in his ears, a fire dragon on his feet, and a body of 99 feet.

"Wow!"

This scene immediately caused an uproar among the surrounding witch clans.

Unexpectedly, the ancestral witch Zhu Rong was easily forced out of his true form by an unknown Taoist.

At the same time as the uproar, all the Wu clan members were excited. Once the true form of the ancestral witch appeared, they took it for granted that the ancestral witch Zhu Rong could naturally turn the tide of the war.

Sure enough, Zhu Rong sacrificed the true form of the ancestral witch, and his huge body was exposed to the black flame giant. The hot and cold flames made Zhu Rong extremely uncomfortable. However, relying on the powerful body of the ancestral witch, Zhu Rong was able to hold up the black flame giant, holding With a long sword, he ignored Fusang's attack and killed Fusang brazenly.

In an instant, Zhu Rong rushed in front of Fusang.

The long sword was raised high and swung down brazenly.

The huge energy flow from the high sky poured down like the Milky Way falling from the sky. Every inch of space where Fusang was located was surrounded by this violent force. The surging sword force rushed towards Fusang carrying endless energy.

Fusang would not be stupid enough to resist Zhu Rong's attack, which was not easy to resist.

Move around.

Fusang, whose speed was unparalleled in history, easily escaped.

Seeing this, Zhu Rong used his magical power.

Immediately afterwards, Fusang felt that the space around him was frozen. Its intensity made it difficult for ordinary Daluo to move. He could not move and could only become a lamb to be slaughtered.

However, Fusang is not an ordinary Daluo Jinxian. After all, he is a powerful person with quasi-sage cultivation. Although Zhu Rong is good in strength, he has not yet broken away from Daluo Jinxian and can never pose a threat to Fusang.

A smile appeared in Fusang's eyes.

Then, black flames burst out from Fuso's body, and the frozen time and space suddenly broke.

At the same time, Fusang controlled the black flame giant and attacked Zhu Rong again.

Feeling the terrifying momentum coming from behind, Zhu Rong saw that he could not take down Fusang for a while, so he had no choice but to deal with the incoming black flame giant.

Although Zu Wu is physically strong.

But Zhu Rong couldn't withstand the attack of the black flame giant for long, especially the terrifying flames. The skin on Zhu Rong's body kept making squeaking sounds.

Obviously, the flames on the black flame giant have reached the point where they can harm Zhu Rong.

At a disadvantage again.

Countless witch clansmen around him were speechless for a while.

Hou Tu's eyes were full of appreciation, and the eyes of some Wu clan people were full of pride and admiration.

On the 'ring', even though Zhu Rong had extremely rich combat experience, facing Fusang, Zhu Rong couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Because he was not a life-and-death enemy, Zhu Rong did not unleash his full strength.

But at least he used [-]% to [-]% of his combat power, and he didn't want to hurt Fusang at all.

Besides, Zhu Rong didn't think Fusang had used all his strength.

Looking at the contented look on Fusang's face, Zhu Rong estimated that Fusang Company had used at most [-]% of its strength.

When faced with a dilemma, Zhu Rong couldn't find a way out of the predicament for a while.

In fact, the black flame giant and the white flame are all Fusang's application of the law of yin and yang. It can be regarded as a kind of magical power. However, Fusang is not very skilled in controlling it, so he just tried it with Zhu Rong.

(End of this chapter)