Although Han Daxiong was puzzled, he turned around and left without saying a word.

"Hehe, I want to see how hard the bones of the elders of the sect are!"

Tang Ming showed a bloody sneer at the corner of his mouth, and then slowly raised his right hand.

In the palm of my hand, the cold white air instantly penetrated out of my palm, and the faint white mist exuded a breathtaking chill.

Tang Ming reached out to stroke the old man's back, and the valuable long gown broke inch by the cold air.

And Tang Ming's control over the cold air has reached an outrageous level.

The cold air slowly revealed her clothes, and invaded the old man's back with only three points of blood and flesh, which made the elder of the sect who had lost all his spiritual power turn blue.

Ice spiritual energy, this is the alien spiritual energy derived from the Shura body during the advancement process.

There are 108 spiritual fires in the world that all practitioners are rushing to them, and the laws of heaven and earth are mutually generated and restrained. With spiritual fires, the breeding of this yin and cold energy is naturally inevitable.

In the past, Tang Ming's ice spiritual energy was not very outstanding, and it was no less than the Divine Phoenix Flame.

But since Tang Ming refined the two-pole beads, it seemed that the thing merged his spiritual fire and the ice spirit in his body.

The level of this mutated spiritual energy has accumulated over time and is comparable to the power of the Divine Phoenix Flame.

In other words, Tang Ming's control of his own spiritual energy has reached its peak. Otherwise, relying solely on the domineering nature of this ice spiritual energy, not to mention an old man who lost all his spiritual energy, even if he has all his cultivation, he will be unable to resist for a moment.

After a moment, a faint layer of frost gradually climbed onto the old man's back, but under Tang Ming's control, the cold air did not enter his body and did not hurt the guy's lungs.

"Young master, the hot water is here!"

At this moment, Han Nobita held a steaming pot with both hands, and the pot was filled with hot water.

"Yeah, let it go!"

Tang Ming nodded, then turned around and said to the elder of Lingyuan Sect, "You have another chance. Now, you can avoid the pain of flesh and blood."

The people around were staring at Tang Ming in a daze, not knowing what he was selling in the gourd.

"Hmph, our cultivators are originally going against the will of heaven and are not afraid of the power of heaven and earth, let alone your criminal law?!"

The old man was very stubborn, but what he said was awesome.

However, Tianzong, who was unknown next to him, curled his lips at this time.

If he heard this before, he would be a little touched. However, after the experience of Yunmiao Fairy Island, he realized that people who have not experienced the power of the closure of heaven and earth will never be able to understand how terrifying the power of heaven and earth is.

"Okay, ambitious! Tianxing, take your junior brother to the side palace to wait!"

Tang Ming gave a thumbs up at the elder of Lingyuan Sect and grinned, then turned around and said to Tian Xing beside him.

The next scene may be a bit bloody. Although the things experienced by Tianzong are rare among his peers and even some elders of the sect, Tang Ming has his own persistence.

Tian Xing nodded and left with a curious look on Tianzong. According to Tianzong's nature, he would definitely ask the bottom line if he was curious about anything he was curious about.

But this time, he followed Tian Xing obediently and left the hall, calmly even Feng Binbei on the side couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

This little guy is born with a delicate heart with seven orifices. Could it be that he also felt the evil spirit on Tang Ming?

Seeing Tianxing and Tianzong leave, Tang Ming reached out to hold his hand on a hardwood table. With a strong energy on his hand, he immediately broke off the corner of the table the size of a palm.

"This is the method I learned from my hometown. I am a newcomer. Please forgive me!"

Tang Ming said as he stretched out his hand, and the cold air turned into thin airflows, instantly piercing through the hardwood in his hand.

When the cold air passes through the hard wood, the thin cold air as thin as hair instantly condenses into ice thorns.

At this moment, Tang Ming said that there was still some hardwood, but a crystal clear ice brush.

"Are you coming or I?"

Tang Ming turned around and looked at Han Daxiong beside him and asked suddenly.

"I'll do it!"

Although Han Daxiong didn't know what Tang Ming was going to do, he naturally wouldn't refuse such things that could vent his hatred in his heart.

"Very good. Use a wooden scoop to pour the hot water evenly from behind him, so don't be too anxious."

Tang Ming was like a master who taught his apprentices step by step, his voice was light.

The hot hot water instantly met the back of Fu Shuang, the elder of Lingyuan Sect, and a faint smell of cooked meat floated out from the back.

"Ao!!"

The old man who had a calm face turned pale at this moment, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans fell from the old man's forehead.

As crazy as Feng Binbei, when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Elder, how do you feel?"

Tang Ming smiled faintly. He had heard of this method in his previous life, and it made people feel creepy, let alone used it on people.

Liu Quan gritted his teeth. Although the severe pain behind him almost fainted, his mind was still clear at this moment.

As long as he lets go at this time, he will definitely die today.

Although the injuries behind it look terrifying, it is not a big deal for the cultivator, especially those in his realm, as long as the spiritual energy is recovered.

"Okay, I am worthy of being an elder of the sect, I just have backbone!"

Tang Ming nodded. Although the words sounded nice, everyone present could hear the teasing intentions from his tone.

"Come on, stretch your muscles and bones for the elders of the sect!"

Tang Ming handed Han Daxiong the brush condensed from the cold air in his hand, and then demonstrated it on his already ripe back with one hand.

As the extreme temperatures alternated with each other in an instant, the back of the elders of the sect was completely ripe.

The meat was combed in ice.

Even Feng Binbei and Lu Junfeng felt their throats rushing.

"I... say, I say!"

After the old man woke up, he looked at Tang Ming, who was showing a faint smile to him in horror, with his expression similar to being a ghost.

"Tell me, why do people from the sects destroy the four university governments?"

Tang Ming stretched out his hand and a stream of spiritual energy poured into the old man's Tianling Cave.

The old man who had recovered a little strength no longer dared to hesitate at all and told everything he knew.

It turned out that the disciples of the sect who participated in the training on Yunmiao Immortal Island were actually not dead, whether they were killed by Tianzong or destroyed by the momentum of the closure of heaven and earth.

But after one world was disillusioned, it was teleported out. After they went out, Tang Ming and his group were completely exposed to the eyes of all sects.

Sects that control the secular world will never allow such a despicable disciple to appear in the academy, so massacre is inevitable.

Although this understanding is a bit far-fetched, it is not impossible. Tang Ming also knew that there must be other things in it, but what an elder of a second-rate sect could know is still very limited.

"It seems that we are going to the imperial city sooner. What they fear is definitely not just us!"

Tang Ming pondered for a moment, then said solemnly to the people.

Of course, Feng Binbei and the others knew that their strength and talent had already made the sect sense a greater threat.

In a small town with little name, four schools that are like village schools in the eyes of the sect can appear so many talented disciples at once, which is enough to attract their attention.

Especially in the Yellow Sand World, those sect disciples who did not step into the snow field in the end saw with their own eyes how powerful Feng Binbei’s sword light and Lu Junfeng’s box of sword intent were.

"Tianxing, you bring the Tianzong Society's Medicine King Valley. If you encounter something that cannot be solved, crush it!"

Tang Ming knew that even in the Medicine King Valley, he would not be able to escape unscathed. Since he had agreed to Dan Chenzi, he must ensure the safety of the two of them.

Looking at the jade plaque handed over by Tang Ming in front of him, Tian Xing turned around and left with Tian Zong with a reluctant look on his face.

The Medicine King Valley has a transcendent status in the world of cultivators, but this time, Tian Xing vaguely smelled an unusual smell.

...

The elder of Lingyuan Sect, the master whose cultivation level has reached the peak of Taoist Xuan, was hung on the gate of the school.

Many people are speculating on the initiator of all this. Most people in Longcheng believe that this is the King of Yueshang Xiao Bieli who came to avenge the four university governments.

Only at this moment, the Lord of Longcheng, who was standing in an empty yard and the guard behind her realized that it was not Xiao Bieli who took action, but the young man who helped her to the throne of the vassal king with one hand.

"When he left, he said nothing?"

Xiao Qingling looked at the empty yard and said with some melancholy.

"Mr. Tang asked his subordinates to thank his master for his behalf, and Mr. Tang gave him a fourth-grade spiritual pill!"

Xiao Zhen reached out and the spirit gathering pill was still lying quietly in the palm of his hand.

"Well, since it was given to you by him, then accept it."

Xiao Qingling was not very interested in the pill, but he looked a little sad when he looked at the empty yard.

"Is Jinling an object in the pond? Girl, the little Li Yue Dynasty, can't keep him!"

At this moment, a hunchbacked old man with no cultivation appeared behind Xiao Qingling, looking at this young woman who was only in her prime with a little care.

"I know, it's just...hey!"

Xiao Qingling did not turn around. In the entire Longcheng and even the entire Liyue Dynasty, the only one who can call him this is the only one who guards the cabinet in the city lord's mansion.

"This time, he needs to face more than those sects. How could Xiao Bieli easily jump out of the shocking plan that he had planned for forty years?"

Old Xiao sighed, how could a genius who has suppressed himself for more than 40 years easily miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

"Old Xiao, do you think he will overcome this difficulty?"

Xiao Qingling seemed to be talking when facing this old man.

"Haha, wait and see!"

Old Xiao smiled faintly and then disappeared silently in the courtyard.

Forty years ago, if he hadn't let go of himself, he would have lost the current Buddha of Ghost Sect.

Xiao Qingling also had struggles flashing in his eyes, but after a moment, he walked out of the yard.
Chapter completed!