In the middle of Zhong Yuming's right hand, a flame peeps out, and the tongue of the flame reaches Zhong Huating's forehead.

The tongue of fire crackled.

"Zhong Huating, you lost!" Zhong Yuming's face was not complacent, but angry.

Zhong Yuming is angry that his younger brother is willing to degenerate and does not want to make progress. He has been away from home for so long that his four level cultivation of Qi State has only risen to five levels.

This is absolutely unacceptable to the enterprising Zhong family.

"I lost!" Zhong Huating had long realized that he would fail, but he did not expect that he would fail so quickly.

Zhong Yuming's cultivation speed is too fast to catch up with Zhong Huating.

"How can you be the most powerful fire controller with your training speed. You can only be a loser! The Zhong family, can't be occupied by the losers! " Zhong Yuming is still full of anger: "you can only become a sacrifice of Tianshi, there is no second possibility."

Zhong Huating was silent in the face of such a fate.

Zhong Yuming is also a bit impatient, because in this way, his younger brother may be destroyed all his life.

But Zhong Yuming then thought of what the Zhong family might get. He closed his eyes and said in a painful voice: "accept your life! If you accept your destiny, the master of heaven can perfect the fire control method of the Zhong family. With a perfect fire control method, the people of the Zhong family can break through the atmosphere, and can also give birth to a real strong man! "

Zhong family and others give up everything else in order to achieve the strong. Even his mother, also because of the family's neglect, depressed and finally.

Since the death of his mother, Zhong Huating has been unable to raise his interest in cultivation, and even more dissatisfied with the people of the Zhong family.

But even though Zhong Huating hated it, he could do nothing in the face of the enthusiasm of the whole Zhong family.

There are tears in Zhong Huating's eyes.

"The real strong will never be like you! Depending on other people's methods, you want to be a strong man. It's ridiculous! " Han Zhen suddenly shook his head and said with a smile.

Zhong Yuming's eyes suddenly open. He thought Han Zhen was Zhong Huating's friend.

Zhong Yuming didn't care.

Because such an identity is not worth Zhong Yuming's attention.

But now, Han Zhen even dare to blame the pursuit of the Zhong family has been longing for, Zhong Yuming angrily denounced: "Damn it!"

Without waiting for Zhong Yuming to start, Zhong Fenghua's wrist shakes. Under the seal script, a fire suddenly pours on Han Zhenhua.

"Be careful!" Zhong Huating's face suddenly changed.

Although Zhong Fenghua is a servant, he belongs to the external branch of the Zhong family. His cultivation is close to Zhong Yuming, and he has seven levels of atmosphere. In particular, the fire waterfall technique in hand can directly burn the enemy to ashes in an instant.

There was a grim smile on Zhong Fenghua's face.

It's true that the Zhong family is a vassal of the Tianshi sect, but they are also the top family of fire control in China. No matter in power or strength, they are all top-ranking and determined not to be humiliated by outsiders.

With the strength of the Zhong family, even if they kill each other, it's just a matter of more effort.

Zhong Fenghua can't wait to burn Han Zhen to ashes.

The flames, like Tyrannosaurus Rex, covered the sky.

Han Zhenzheng's body is completely shrouded in flames.

In the flames, Han Zhen stretched out his right hand and flicked his fingers.

In a flash, there was thunder and a strong wind.

Fireworks all over the sky, bang out in a flash.

Han Zhen looks the same, calm.

Zhong Fenghua is dumbfounded, totally unbelievable.