The world of fire finally showed its most beautiful face at this moment. At the point pointed by the Red Sky Sword, huge fire dragons formed. They were huge in size but extremely flexible. The fire dragons actually carried a unique sword intent. This was an extremely terrifying sword intent, which was very flexible with the Holy Spirit's sword technique. The strange difference is that this is a kind of domineering and domineering attitude, like a king in the sword, but with a bone-piercing and terrifying killing blow. It is more like a demon king, a demon king who ignores the world. The Red Sky Sword cuts through arcs. This kind of move is even stranger than the Holy Spirit Sword Technique. Except for the speed, every time it makes a move, it can predict the enemy first, and it can break through the remaining four Shadow Clan every time. The combos can even force those Shadow Clan to defend themselves in a panic. The four strong men of the Shadow Clan disappeared, completely refined by the flames, leaving not a single harsh word nor a single apology. This was their ShadowClan's dignity, and perhaps their relief. "To leave this world completely may be a kind of relief for them, a kind of silent relief. They no longer need to bear the heavy honor, nor the frightening pressure. A race that has been surviving for hundreds of millions of years. In the eyes of outsiders, they are ancient and mysterious. They are terrifying existences. They possess terrifying power. They have a past that countless people, even gods and goddesses, cannot believe. , they have a glorious past that people dare not look directly at, but how many of them really understand how much pressure that past puts on them now? No one wants to surpass the glory of their ancestors in the past, but under huge pressure, almost crazy but still unable to reach the level of their ancestors, and even their dead ancestors cannot be resurrected. Why don't they want to escape? They died with dignity, backbone, and the honor of ShadowClan. They fulfilled their rights. Even if they lost in the end, none of them wanted to live anymore. They chose to die. Died in Wu Ming's fire domain. For Wu Ming, compared to the superficial world more than ten years ago, the flames today seem to wrap the whole sky in it. That kind of terrifying power has never been possessed before. Back then, the evil monk Tianlong could walk in flames, but now he could suppress the Shadow Bearing Sword. This outbreak can be said to be the unveiling of Wu Ming's strongest trump card. This is also Wu Ming's most powerful performance at this moment. The terrifying power moved even the Witch God. He knew that at this moment, Wu Ming was already qualified to fight for the last glimmer of life in the world. The fifth-turn golden body, which was not very conspicuous in the era of gods and demons, only had a foothold in the prehistoric era. If you behave slightly excessively, you will worry about someone plotting against you. But now, the Witch God actually thinks that Wu Ming is qualified to compete in the world. Even though this qualification is almost non-existent, it is undeniable that this qualification is not possessed by hundreds of millions of living beings. This is a kind of recognition of him by the Witch God. Yes, this is recognition! From an inconspicuous little wave struggling in the thousands of worlds, it has become the current wave. Although it cannot stir up much wind and rain, it has already become a big wave. Maybe there will be a day when it can sweep the whole world. Maybe, this wave will turn into small bubbles and be smashed by the huge waves around it. This is reality, a very cruel reality. The Witch God has always known, but he never told. Wu Ming also guessed it, but he never asked. They all know that without strong enough power, it is impossible to become the last giant wave in that terrible whirlpool, rather than the few small bubbles that died on the beach. It¡¯s said to be waves. To say it was a huge wave is absolutely correct. Indeed, in these battles, countless senior masters, countless immortals, gods and demon kings who want to fight for the last chance of life will eventually disappear into the boundless sea water like waves, leaving nothing behind for future generations. Future generations can't find a few familiar waves, and they have completely disappeared in the long river of history. This is their final destination. I have to admit that at this moment, Wu Ming does have a commanding demeanor. The spirit of looking up at the sky and looking down at the earth is something that even the Witch God can only say is inferior to him. Why did Wu Ming change? Is it just because of the surge in strength? Or is it because of the victory over ShadowClan? A smile appeared at the corner of Wu Ming's mouth, and with a thought, the flames all over the sky suddenly disappeared from this world. The strength of Daluo Jinxian is the power that Wu Ming has now, but it is not complete yet and he has not yet fully mastered it. However, he laughed inexplicably. After bringing Dongfang Xue and Wu Fan out of the martial arts space, Wu Ming said calmly: "I think it's time for us to go to the fairy world." The dark world cannot be seen The end. Wu Ming thought that this was his sea of ??consciousness, but he found that he was wrong. He could not find a way out. He could not see the Nine Yang True Fire and Nanming Lihuo in his sea of ??consciousness, nor could he see the statue that existed as long as he existed. The witch god who can put his mind at ease but makes him hesitate and alert. Where is this? He doesn¡¯t know, he only knows that it¡¯s very dark here. It¡¯s so dark that he can¡¯t feel what kind of world it is here. But he knew that he was making a breakthrough now. The two broken pieces of the Witch Trace Token and the skills behind the Nine Yang Divine Art made him break through crazily. He thought that this might be his illusion, and what he encountered might be his inner demon. , or some great demon that disturbed his mind. If he couldn't break out, he might be trapped here for a lifetime. Maybe in just a moment, the sword field outside could kill him instantly. I don¡¯t know how long it took, maybe it was the blink of an eye, maybe it was tens of millions of years, but finally a little light appeared in this scene that made Wu Ming collapse countless times. It was a sword. It was said to be a sword, but in fact It's just similar to a sword. It's a not-so-straight iron bar with a small piece of bamboo tied to it with a hemp rope. It's like a toy I made when I was very young. A young man is carrying such an iron bar. No matter it is spring, summer, autumn or winter, he will swing this iron bar every day. A simple and even long-suffering movement is always repeated over and over again, and it is not even a sword move. Year after year, this young man may have learned something from others, maybe he learned it secretly, or maybe he learned it while fighting with others. His sword moves have improved and become quite satisfactory. His speed, his eyes, and the sharpness of his moves made Wu Ming feel bored and shocked later, making Wu Ming forget about the world. There was only that piece of iron in his eyes, which accompanied him for a long time. For four or five years. The young man looked about ten years old. Perhaps because he didn't have enough to eat, the young man looked particularly thin. The boy found a job chopping firewood. He repeats the same thing every day. Unlike others, he does not have a hatchet. All he has is a crooked and even thick small iron piece. It is obviously not easy to split firewood with such an iron piece. Yes, this repeated action once again made Wu Ming go from fresh to numb. Three more years passed. The young man quit his job and entered the world with his piece of iron. At this moment, Wu Ming felt a little more energetic. But this young man was indeed too weak. After another three years of training, his sword moves became more powerful, and he also learned some internal skills and mental techniques. According to Wu Ming's estimation, the boy at this time should be in the innate stage. At such a young age, he was really shocked. Not yet twenty years old, he is the same as he was back then. In fact, it was more than a hundred times more difficult for this young man than him. How much hard work did this young man spend to break through to this level? Swinging the sword thousands of times every day, day after day, year after year, without ever stopping for a moment. This year, the young man became famous all over the world. He defeated the warriors of the seventh level of gathering spirits with his innate strength of the seventh level. His sword was like a lonely hong passing by, and he took down the opponent with just one move. Another year, he defeated several spirit-gathering warriors in a row, and there were even more powerful opponents, so he began to be hunted and fought for. Everyone wanted to find a peerless secret book in him, a secret book that would make him Secrets to defeating opponents across more than a dozen heavens. Wu Ming¡¯s shock during this year was extremely powerful. He knew that the so-called peerless secret book did not exist at all. All the young man had was basic swordsmanship and basic internal strength. Occasionally, when he won an opponent, he would take some secret books such as the opponent's sword manual, but he never practiced it. Changing his own moves. It¡¯s another year, this year the boy is hiding in a blacksmith shop. He was learning to blacksmith with the blacksmith. No one would have thought that this boy was the boy who became famous all over the world a year ago. He was just a young apprentice learning to blacksmith. Occasionally, when the boss got angry, he would beat and scold him and deny him food. In the last few days of the year, the young man took out his piece of iron bar, and he hammered it on the iron bar again and again. In the arena, he could snatch other people's swords, he could take the swords of losers, but he gave up. And now, he actually wants to turn his piece of iron into a sword? What a ridiculous idea is this? How could that crooked piece of iron have the qualifications to become a sword? Three days later, the sword embryo came out, and the young man wrapped the blunt end with cloth. It looked like a simple sword, with no cold light and only a dark appearance. He left the blacksmith shop, picked up his sword and walked away quietly. It¡¯s another year, and he once again shocked the martial arts world, with one sword blowing through the nineteen states! He did it, he challenged hundreds of casual swordsmen, and every battle was a battle. Every swordsman was famous in the world, and their realm far exceeded him. And he held that piece of iron and gradually began to reach the top. No one knew his name, but his lonely back was familiar to many people. This year, he perfected his broken sword, added a hilt and scabbard, and it finally had some appearance. Wu Ming was a little stunned at this time. It took ten years to shape this sword.?? years of time. And this sword has always been with the boy. A few more years later, the young man's swordsmanship matured and his moves became more powerful. However, his internal strength training was not strong and he was still in the spirit-gathering stage. But there was a sword intent in his swordsmanship that made Wu Ming even tremble. One day, he threw down his sword, buried it in a valley, and kept it carefully. He began to like using soft swords. At first, he had no skills at all. Unlike the Qingfeng sword, The difficulty of using the soft sword is really completely different, and his arms often have scars.