Five hundred and ninetieth chapters kill the long hatred
"Haha, this is a bit interesting, I like it old bear!"
Xiong Wushuang looked at the lonely Killing standing at the entrance of the second floor, and a hint of appreciation appeared in her eyes.
Now everyone looked at Tang Ming with a hint of fear and anxiety, but this guy dared to block Tang Ming's way at this time.
Moreover, Xiong Wushuang and the two-headed eagle-horned beast are both masters in the realm of transformation of the tripod. Even the 100,000 battle spirits behind them are not something that can be fought against by killing and eternal regret, but this guy has no trace of fear in his eyes at this moment.
"You can't stop me!" Tang Ming shook the black thunder gun in his hand, and looked at the rainbow-like Killing Hsiao in front of him with a faint expression. Although his expression was indifferent, he had no murderous intent.
"You can't stop it, you have to block it before you know it." Sha Changhen held the long halberd and looked at Tang Ming in front of him with a serious look on his face.
He was determined to block here. The order to kill blood was one reason, and another reason was that the methods that Tang Ming showed when he took action made him feel a little excited.
Killing Chang's regret made his fingers crooked, and instantly hit the acupoints on his chest, attacking eight times in a row.
The cultivation level of Xuan Jiu was quickly suppressed by the Xuan Yi level under the repeated blows of Killing Changhen.
"You can't even stop me from the Xuanjiu level, let alone now?" Tang Ming's smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Although this guy was full of evil spirits, he was still open and honest.
Killing Changhen takes a step back, take a step, bend the front leg slightly, and touches the ground with your feet, pulling the long halberd in your hand down and pulling it down
In an instant, the solemn aura spread out from Sha Changhen's body, and at this moment the whole person was completely integrated with the breath of the blood-colored halberd.
"Blocking your way is to live up to the master's entrustedness, suppressing your cultivation to the first level of Xuan, to live up to the Netherworld Painted Ridge in your hand!"
A crazy fighting spirit emanated from Sha Changhen’s eyes. At this moment, his entire energy and spirit had reached its peak.
"Don't let down the Tathagata and don't let down thee? Okay, kill the eternal regret, I will fulfill you!"
Tang Ming's eyes lit up, and this guy was getting more and more interesting.
As the words came to an end, the black thunder spear suddenly rose, and the violent erosion thunder mixed with the flames of the divine phoenix rose up. The domineering aura instantly covered the entire second floor entrance.
"Damn, is this guy taking drugs?" Xiong Wushuang felt the violent aura coming from the black thunder gun and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Sha Changhen narrowed his eyes slightly. Before Tang Ming took action, he felt that this guy must have not given his all. Now it seems that it is more than just hiding his weakness? This guy has never taken those guys from the demon clan seriously since he opened it!
Before, he couldn't stop Tang Ming even at the Jiujiu level. At this moment, Sha Changhen finally understood that he really couldn't stop him.
However, although Sha Changhen knew that he could not stop Tang Ming, the evil spirit in his hand did not diminish at all.
The Netherworld Painted Spear cut through the sky, and a half-moon silver light flew towards Tang Ming with a thunderous momentum. The silver light flashed, and even the space was torn to pieces and twisted.
Tang Ming shook the black thunder gun in his hand, and the round and blunt spear head flashed in an undetectable arc in the air. The spear head suddenly fell as soon as it caught the silver light, and the silver light sank into the underground between the two.
The unstoppable attack was easily resolved by Tang Ming. At the same time, a blood light mixed with cold sharpness broke through the air.
Tang Ming held a gun in both hands, the surging Divine Phoenix flame and the erosion thunder disappeared without a trace in a moment, and a black light suddenly appeared in the black thunder gun.
The round and blunt spear head instantly stuck into the branch of the long halberd, and the black thunder gun in Tang Ming's hand turned sharply, like a poisonous snake spitting its core.
The blood evil spirit on the Netherworld Sphur disappeared at this moment, and the divine weapons that were originally magnificent in their hands became dull at this moment.
The long halberd rolled up countless silver lights, and thunder suddenly appeared in the black thunder gun.
The two completely abandoned their spiritual energy and realm, but the spear and halberd in their hands were still overturned.
The more he fought, the more frightened he became. The guy in front of him suppressed the momentum of his painting halberd every time he gathered.
Tang Ming couldn't help but look at Sha Changhengao, this guy is a fool!
"The long halberd is like a knife, the heavy force, the long spear is like a sword, the side trick." After the two of them fought back and forth, the voice of the spirit of the weapon sounded again.
A trace of doubt flashed between Tang Ming's eyebrows, and then the spear in his hand was half slower, and the halberd smashed down from his head like a mountain.
He raised his hand and lay down on the spear. The moment the painting halberd fell, Tang Ming felt a huge force coming from the spear in his hand, and the black thunder gun instantly bent like a waning moon.
Tang Ming took a step back, and his left hand holding the gun suddenly released. The black thunder gun suddenly stretched out, and the gun body on the left was mixed with the sound of wind and thunder and swept towards Killing Chang's hatred.
Sha Changhen pulled the painted halberd in his hand and stood horizontally on the side. The seemingly ordinary blow gave Sha Changhen a strange feeling of creepyness.
When the Black Thunder Spear was only a slight margin from the Netherworld Painted Hydro, Tang Ming suddenly regained his power with his right hand, and a fierce force burst out from the ordinary round and dull spear head.
Tang Ming's right hand shook slightly, and the force generated from the black thunder gun rubbed against the body of Sha Changhen, and penetrated into an ancient ginseng tree next to Zheng
"You lost!"
Tang Ming put away his gun and turned around and said lightly to Sha Changhen.
Killing Changhen seemed to be frozen in the field, with a confused look in his eyes. He had no idea that Tang Ming had just shot the seemingly nonsensical gun.
But the feeling of being in a Jedi really spreads from the bottom of my heart.
He knew that Tang Ming's shot just now could easily kill him. Even if he did not suppress his cultivation, he would definitely be alive without death under that shot.
Tang Ming turned around and entered the second floor of the Longfeng Cemetery. This time, Killing Changhen did not stop him. Instead, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and the scene of the battle just now continued to flow out in his mind.
"Senior sister, why should I give in to that guy when I kill my senior brother?" The girl who wanted to take action before, but was stopped by Xingyun said in confusion.
Not only her, but many people actually have such questions in their minds.
From the confrontation between the two Rao, we can see that killing and resentment almost had the upper hand, but in the end they lost a little inexplicably.
Xingyun shook her head, and she also looked puzzled. Although her cultivation level was only half a step away from Killing Changhen, she could not understand the strange scene just now.
"All have been disbanded, go whatever you should do!" Xiong Wushuang waved his hand, and the 100,000 battle spirits behind him were immediately as if they were pardoned, and the dragon puppet war soul almost ran away.
In the Dragon and Phoenix Cemetery, guarding the War Spirit Wasteland, one of the four forbidden areas, for many years, but has never been as frustrated as it is today!
Xiong Wushuang and the two-headed eagle-horned beast also walked towards the second floor after Tang Ming. Unexpectedly, this time, they were swept out by a bold light.
"Damn it, what's going on?" Xiong Wushuang got up from the ground in a mess. He could clearly feel that the backlash power of this light gate was much more powerful than the dragon gate outside the Nine-level spiral.
"Two seniors, there is a restriction on the second floor of the Dragon and Phoenix Cemetery, and only the cultivation level under the transformation tripod can be entered."
Someone among the human race stood up and said with a flattering look on his face.
"It's so fucking bad luck. I'd been going on Tang Zi if I had known it. How nice it would be to keep those bastards from the demon clan to relieve us!"
When Xiong Wushuang heard that they couldn't get in, she immediately said to the double-headed eagle-horned beast with dejected expression.
The human race around them were grinning. Fortunately, they did not target Tang Ming before, otherwise they would have become these two perverts to relieve their boredom.
Killing Changhen was still standing in place like a javelin, but at this moment, his frowning brows gradually unfolded.
The Shen Yun of that shot gradually reached the threshold.
At the same time, the ginseng tree on his left swept through with a gust of cold wind and instantly turned into wood chips.
Everyone looked at the wood chips in horror. It had been a quarter of an hour since Tang Ming entered the second floor.
However, no one noticed the slightest strangeness of this ancient ginseng tree in this quarter of an hour.
What does this mean? No matter whether it is the demon or human race, they are fools.
This is a manifestation of the power reaching the realm of transformation. Unlike the realm, the mastery of this power requires extremely terrifying comprehension.
Sha Changhen looked up at the wood chips, his eyes were not as desolate as he was, but his expression was a kind of fanaticism that ordinary people could not understand.
The Netherworld Painted Spear drifted through a rainbow light, and Killing Changhen finally left the entrance to the second floor and headed towards the War Spirit Wasteland.
Like a spear, a long halberd is a matter of dripping water passing through the stone, and a hundred thousand immortal war spirits are the best whetstones for killing the eternal regret.
...
As the divine blossoms flashed, Tang Ming gradually opened his eyes.
In front of you is a paradise with birds singing and flowers scenting, making it difficult to connect this place with a layer full of dead spirits.
Not far from Tang Ming, a silver-white grass swayed gracefully in the wind, and the stars rays fell from the stretched leaves of the grass, making them extremely spiritual.
"Loose Chencao?!"
Tang Ming opened his eyes wide instantly. This is a rare thing. The main material of the seventh-grade spiritual pill star-breaking pill is a good thing that is hard to find even in the middle world.
After three or two steps to Luochencao, Tang Ming carefully controlled the spiritual energy to dig out the treasure from the ground.
When Tang Ming, who was full of joy, held Luo Chencao in his palm, he stood there as if someone had cast a fixed spell.
The Luochen grass, which was originally treasured in his hand, also fell on the grass.
Following Tang Ming's terrifying eyes, among the large green grass in front of him, all the falling grass in Tang Ming's hand were dotted.
"I...I'll go to your uncle!"
Tang Ming's lips were trembling and he didn't know how he should express his feelings at this moment.
The Luochen Grass, which is hard to find, is as rare as a dog-tail grass here.
"Hiss... it hurts, isn't this a damn dream?"
Tang Ming still couldn't help but pinched his thigh hard, sure that this was not a dream.
Then a gust of wind blew, and Tang Ming's figure disappeared from the spot, while the spiritual herbs that had originally grown here quietly were in trouble!
When Tang Ming left here, he could not even see the shadow of a weed except for the exposed black soil on the ground.
Chapter completed!