There were extremely heavy fluctuations in the words. When I said this, it seemed that the temperature around me had dropped a little.

At this time, all the powerful spiritual energy in the Blood God vortex was absorbed by Tang Ming, but Tang Ming's body could not withstand the pressure of such spiritual energy. Therefore, Tang Ming injected all the surging spiritual energy absorbed into his own spiritual energy. In this way, Tang Ming's spiritual energy was extremely amazing. In the abyss hit by the Blood God vortex, a right hand covered under the black armor was poked out again. The arm under the armor was filled with blood-red spiritual energy, and it became swollen. However, this swelling feeling was different from bloated. Instead, it looked like a fitness person who had been working out for many years, looking smart and powerful.

And in the palm of his right hand, there was a phantom of a spear about 30 meters long. The spear was pitch black all over, and flowers, birds, fish and insects were carved on the tip of the spear, and the strange rocks were rugged, as if the mountains and rivers in this world were all engraved on the rugged rocks, giving people a feeling of great fortune. On the other side, there were also pictures and texts of the mysterious world, the mysterious world and the vast universe.

However, the only thing that everyone on the scene could see clearly was that the things that the ghost gun really covered were not something they could understand now.

The only thing they could see was the infinite black shadows and the trembling fluctuations.

"Well, what's that!"

It seemed as if an invisible spell was shrouded on everyone, but everyone who was shrouded in this spiritual energy was confused, and the disciple with a slightly inferior mental quality fainted directly to the ground.

What's even more fatal is that the invisible and invisible fluctuations emitted from the black spear actually devoured the light of merit in Buddhism and the power of laws in Taoism at the same time.

I have been practicing for almost a hundred years, and Abbot Dajue has never encountered such a situation at all. Has he really had the power to swallow the light of merit?

He closed his eyes and felt the black spear phantom that Tang Ming's spiritual energy was holding in his hand, and then frowned. It was wrong, it was not that Tang Ming's spiritual energy was absorbing nearby spiritual energy or the light of merit, but that the surrounding spiritual energy was constantly attached to Tang Ming's body in a cycle. It felt as if the black spear had turned into the belonging of spiritual energy at this moment.

"Pretending to behave is just the end of a powerful crossbow. Once the Blood God vortex cannot be crushed, I don't believe you can withstand the second time!" Wang Ping roared on the battle platform, roaring wildly while circulating the spiritual energy on his body again. In this moment, all the spiritual energy gathered on the top of his head. After two blinks of his fingers, another huge Blood God vortex quickly formed on Wang Ping's head.

Following Wang Ping, he twisted his body and rushed towards Tang Ming.

"Die!"

Unfortunately, this time, Tang Ming did not continue to be indifferent, only to see Tang Ming stepping on the opposite side

The ruins of the platform, the huge phantom of spiritual energy wrapped around the body, trembled. Finally, the black spear in his hand pierced towards the sky.

Before the black gun phantom arrived, it had already spread into the sky with an extremely powerful wind, stimulating the gathering and dispersed thunder clouds in the sky with extremely irregular discharges.

The next second, countless thunders fell, and countless lightnings as thick as waists hit the sad earth. The earth trembled, and countless strange birds in the forest fled in all directions. In the depths of the sky, unknown monsters were making deafening roars.

At this moment, the whole sadness seemed to be trapped in an endless cycle of destruction.

"Oh no, it seems that time is coming!" Xing Caier's eyes immediately shrank, and she turned to look at the old nun behind her. Sure enough, the old nun and the monks of Kiyomizu Temple were all looking at Abbot Dajue who was sitting on the ground with two serious eyes!

Finally, the phantom of Tang Ming's black spear pierced through the Blood God vortex, like a big black mouth. In just one mouthful, he swallowed the Blood God vortex condensed from Wang Ping again.

"Ye..." The blood god vortex was swallowed again. At this moment, Wang Ping's breath suddenly became weak, his body trembled, he looked up at Tang Ming, and said, "Little, junior brother, I admit defeat, you won!"

But Wang Ping's voice was not even transmitted, and it was destroyed in the endless whirlwind.

"Go to the end of hell to repent. By the way, you are the first monk to be stabbed by the ghost spear. I am very curious and want to see what will happen to this person stabbed by the ghost spear phantom?" At this time, Tang Ming's smile, which was originally like a warm sun, fell on Tang Ming's face like the hideous smile of the ghost ghost, terrifying and cold.

"Stop, stop! I admit defeat, I admit..." If there was no spiritual energy coverage, I would be afraid that Senior Brother Wang Ping would have knelt down to Tang Ming long ago.

Unfortunately, Tang Ming has never been a soft-hearted person. The black gun phantom pierced Wang Ping's spiritual energy at this moment. In an instant, it pierced through Wang Ping's spiritual energy and fell on Wang Ping's body.

Wang Ping's scream stopped abruptly. At this moment, Wang Ping's eyes rolled upwards and his body kept twitching. What's strange is that the true form of the spiritual energy entangled in Wang Ping's body also started twitching.

Then as time passed, the spiritual energy wrapped around Wang Ping's body began to shrink, but in just a few moments, the spiritual energy originally thirty meters was shrinking to only half of its original size.

This absorption continued for a long time, but after two more fingers, Wang Ping's spiritual energy began to shrink rapidly, and then changed from the original size of fifteen meters to the current size of more than two meters.

Finally, it was completely integrated into Wang Ping's body. After absorbing it so fiercely, everyone thought that all this should be calmed down, but it was not as dark as it was.

The gun penetrated into Wang Ping. As time passed, Wang Ping's body began to shrink, and the originally plump muscles had already contracted in a blink of an eye.

It was like a dry mummy, opening its mouth and sticking out its tongue, and its eyes were sunken and it looked extremely twisted and terrifying.

"Little beast! You can't stop!" The third uncle's eyes immediately shrank. It could feel that under the black spear, Wang Ping's vitality was rapidly passing through at an extremely abnormal speed.

He couldn't help but take action directly. All the spiritual energy that was circulating was fused on his right hand, and a rune flashing with golden light jumped wildly on the palm of his right hand.

He forced Tang Ming's huge spiritual energy into a palm and said, "Let me go!"

Uncle Third Master is really a strong man in the realm of the Transformation Ding. Just as he took action, a large black crack appeared in the space above Tang Ming's wrist, and then his huge arm hidden under the black spear was directly slashed down.

The arms under the black armor trembled wildly, as if they were about to fall to the ground.

But when the third uncle turned around, he almost fell to the ground. The arm on his wrist, which had just been cut off, opened a huge crack. In the crack, the black mist was entangled wildly and finally closed together.

"Speed-up regeneration?" Uncle Third Master was almost scared to death. Speed-up regeneration is not wrong. It is definitely speed-up regeneration. Even if what he just cut off was the true form of spiritual energy wrapped around Tang Ming, it is impossible to recover quickly at such a fast speed, unless it is the legendary Tiangang demon. Could it be that this boy named "Bifang" is really not a human, but a monster?

Tang Ming narrowed his eyes and the ghost gun phantom in his hand turned, and then the infinite spiritual energy was sucked into Tang Ming's body again.

"Stop!" At this moment, the third uncle didn't care about so many. He had golden marks on his hands. He began to push his hands continuously, and sharply cut off the original feet of the spiritual energy. However, the third uncle could cut off Tang Ming's feet and cut off Tang Ming's hands. The spear in Tang Ming's hand was still absorbing Wang Ping's spiritual energy. No, to be precise, not only Tang Ming's spiritual energy, but the powerful absorption power was like an iron hook, which constructed the deepest thing in his body. As well as Wang Ping's vitality and the swallowed earthly evil energy, they were pulled out together, and greedily sucked into the endless black vortex, smashed it into ashes!

Wang Ping also lost the dignity of the man at this final moment as if he had grabbed the last straw, and shouted at the third uncle on the side, "Save me, Master!"

The third uncle was anxious. A golden slashing light rushed towards Tang Ming's forehead!

"I said everything, let you go!"

In the true form of spiritual energy, Tang Ming moved to the left, very keen

He avoided his deadly neck, and the golden slashing light rushed straight into the sky along his arm. In an instant, he cut off Tang Ming's right half.

"Tang Ming!?" In desperation, Xing Caier called out Tang Ming's real name directly.

In the team of the two Zen temples, the body of the seventh uncle suddenly appeared, and a black crack was pulled out in the sky. The other half had appeared in front of Tang Ming, and he had a backhand and imprinted it on the chest of the third uncle's chest with a palm. Just one palm beat the third uncle to vomit blood and flew backwards.

"Are you looking for death?" The words of the Seventh Master Uncle obviously had a strong murderous intent. The Seventh Master Uncle who had been addicted to the restaurant for so many years was actually angry today?

The spiritual energy wrapped around Tang Ming's body became slightly illusory, and then slowly raised his head.

Wang Ping swore that he had never seen such a hideous smile.

"Senior Brother Wang Ping, I said that even if the Buddha comes today, he can't save you!" Then Tang Ming started to move quickly in the true form of spiritual energy. The moment Tang Ming's true form of spiritual energy disappeared, his palm was pressed on Wang Ping's chest.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!