The Divine Phoenix Magic Appeared on Tang Ming's head instantly and rushed towards the thunderstorm in the sky.

But this time, it seemed that Tang Ming's actions really angered the way of heaven. The endless thundersnakes smashed the divine phoenix magic into pieces in a moment.

Black-brown blood gradually oozed out of Tang Ming's seven orifices, but the stubborn Tang Ming still hugged his arms tightly.

"Boy Tang, if we want to force that dog to come out, we don't have to use such an extreme way!"

"Just listen to my advice, we can wait! This is his nest, and I don't believe that he will never come back in his life."

"We have to be smart when doing things. If you don't wait for him to come, you will be knocked to pieces by the thunder!"

"I said, can you listen to my advice?!"

It seemed that he felt the anger of the Heavenly Dao. The originally arrogant spirit of the weapon had a hint of begging in his tone at this time.

Tang Ming turned a deaf ear to the spirit of the weapon, and still held his hands tightly. The Yinglong Dharma image behind him was still swallowing the pillar of luck in his arms one by one.

In the sky, the black clouds slowly pressed down, and the violent thunder enveloped half of the Donghao Mountains, and the rushing thunder began to destroy this world crazily.

A quarter of an hour later, Tang Ming's arms wrapped around him finally slowly lowered, and the Yinglong Dharma image behind him became riddled with holes under the thunder.

"Yes, yes, we don't have to use this kind of life-threatening method. As long as he comes, grandpa has some ways to give it to you, so that the dog is worse than death!"

Seeing that Tang Ming seemed to have listened to his words, the excited weapon spirit immediately said to Tang Ming.

After Tang Ming let go of his arms, the low black clouds were within reach, and the entire Donghao Mountains were suppressed by the power of heaven and earth.

Before the spirit of the artifact breathed a sigh of relief, he saw Tang Ming, who seemed to have compromised with the way of heaven, slowly raised his head with a strange sneer on his face.

In the eyes, the pupils gradually disappeared, and the pale eyes gave people a creepy and weird feeling.

On Tang Ming's chest and back, the 108 orifices gradually lit up like stars, and the Shura Eye on his forehead burst out with a blood light that soared into the sky.

"Fuck!"

The weapon spirit couldn't help but swear. It was understandable that this guy was really going to die at this moment!

"roar!!"

Accompanied by Tang Ming's roar, a Shura Dharma image about ten feet high suddenly appeared behind him.

Holding the sky with both hands, above the horns of the head, the inscriptions surged, and a terrifying aura was emitted from the body.

The black cloud that was already within reach was held up by the Shura Dharma image behind Tang Ming with both hands.

The moment Yinglong Dharma image was in Shura's support for the sky, he finally got a chance to breathe.

The huge dragon mouth suddenly opened and sucked, sucking the already shaky pillar of luck into his mouth.

After the Yinglong Dharma image absorbed the pillar of Qi and fortune, it could no longer support it and shattered between heaven and earth.

Tang Ming suddenly spit out a mouthful of golden blood, and his whole body's anger quickly collapsed at this moment. Even his long hair, which had already begun to recover, was as pale as snow in an instant.

Countless thunders flowed down Shuratotian's arms and attacked Tang Ming, whose spirit had begun to dissipate.

"Damn it, I'm dead!"

The spirit of the artifact cursed angrily, as if nothing had left the power to turn the world back.

And the moment the thunderstor entered the body, a ray of light suddenly flashed over the sky where the black clouds were originally hanging.

It seems that stars are lit up in the dark clouds.

There are two stars in the Northeast and one in the North Dipper. Between the shining stars, an illusion of a cauldron that suppresses the heavens and the earth cauldron slowly began to condense behind Tang Ming.

A series of mysterious and yellow auras hang down, protecting Tang Ming tightly in it.

With the slight shaking of the cauldron, the flowing luck began to be absorbed, and even the vitality that Tang Ming scattered was also absorbed.

"kill!"

Tang Ming, who had recovered his energy and spirit, looked at the Dharma image that was about to collapse. Not only did he not retreat, he shouted angrily.

He pointed his hands together into a sword and waved his sword towards the black clouds in the sky.

In the void, three thousand swords were like a torrent.

It crossed the entire sky and divided the thunder clouds that wrapped the entire Donghao Mountains into two.

...

In the secret realm, thunder clouds are still surging, but the scene here is nothing compared to outside.

Even so, the Xuantian Zhenren was in a mess at this moment. After the Six Dao Tribulation Thunder, the Xuanhuang aura on his body had completely disappeared.

"The last one, I hope the ancestor did not lie to me..."

He looked up at the last thunder and held a bronze token the size of a palm-sized one in his hand.

The thunder of disaster followed the situation, and the majestic aura almost pushed Xuantian Zhenren to crawl on the ground.

Resisting the pressure of tearing from his body, Zhenren Xuantian suddenly injected spiritual energy into the token in his hand.

The originally ordinary token emits a strong and vast aura at this moment.

Before the thunder fell, it had been dispersed into countless tiny thunders by this vast aura.

Between heaven and earth, a trace of auspiciousness fell, and a little golden light fell on the body of Xuantian Zhenren, blessings to the heart.

"Hahaha, I finally broke through the shackles and entered the realm of the transformation tripod!"

Zhenren Xuantian felt the changes in the internal organs of his body and laughed wildly.

Once he enters the transformation cauldron, he will have the opportunity to enter the Xuanyue Cabinet. This is an opportunity that everyone in the Xuanmen in the world cannot get!

Zhenren Xuantian stood up, and with a flash of inspiration, he changed into a set of sun and moon robes all over his body.

After stepping into the transformation cauldron, Xuantian Zhenren waved his hand and took the token that resolved the last thunder tribulation in his hand and observed it carefully.

This is a treasure left by the ancestor of Tianxuan Sect. No one knows what its specific function is.

However, the secret volume of Tianxuan Sect records that this token can decompose all things in the world. Now it seems that what the ancestor said is not false.

"If I enter the transformation tripod, Ziru can naturally take charge of Tianxuan Sect. If I enter the Xuanyue, my bloodline controls the Xuanmen in the world. Haha, it's better!"

Zhenren Xuantian laughed wildly, then waved his sleeves, and the secret realm in front of him instantly turned into fragments all over the sky.

Zhenren Xuantian, who closed his eyes, thought about the future, and slowly outlined a hint of pride at the corner of his mouth.

The Secret Realm of Jitian dissipated. When Tian Xuan Zhenren returned to Xuantian Temple, he couldn't help but rub his eyes.

In front of him, where is the Tianxuan Sect?

Apart from a scorched earth, there was no tiles left in the empty valley in front of me.

"This... can anyone tell me what happened!"

Looking at the devastated valley in front of him, Zhenren Xuantian seemed to have seen a ghost.

The huge Tianxuan Sect turned into ruins in the blink of an eye.

If the Xuantian Zhenren hadn't understood that the place after the Jitian Secret Realm was withdrawn from the Xuantian Temple, he would have thought he had gone to the wrong place.

The towering temple, the agile strange beasts, the valley surrounded by fairy spirit...

Everything disappeared without a trace, and the only thing left for Xuantian Zhenren was this valley with black scorched earth exposed.

"You are finally willing to give up!"

Just when Xuan Tian Zhenren was shocked, a voice came faintly from the right.

Xuantian Zhenren looked at him and a man with white hair sat cross-legged on a ruin with his eyes slightly closed.

"Who are you!"

Zhenren Xuantian took a sudden step and shouted loudly.

The violent energy around the body dispersed like ripples, and the loess rolled up by the energy hit Tang Ming like waves.

Although the white-haired man in front of him only had the cultivation level of the innate realm, the true man Xuantian did not dare to relax at all.

"The debt collector!"

Tang Ming opened his eyes slightly and glanced at the Xuanmen Master who had just broken through to the realm of Transformation. His eyes were neither sad nor happy.

"Collection of debt? So, was my Tianxuan Sect destroyed by you?"

The eyes of Xuantian Zhenren were so angry that he was full of doubts. How could a cultivator in the innate realm be uprooted?

"Yes, I not only want to destroy the entire Tianxuan Sect, but also take the head of your neck!"

Tang Ming finally stood up slowly, held the spear in his hand and slowly picked up a purple wood sword box.

"Oh, it turns out that you are from the Xuanyuan Dynasty, to avenge the commander!"

After seeing the sword box in Tang Ming's arms, a hint of sneer gradually appeared on his face.

If it were in the past, a person who could destroy the Tianxuan Sect would be afraid of even in the innate realm.

But now it is different. Once you enter the transformation cauldron, it means that your practice has entered the transformation state.

In one path for cultivators, there is a hurdle between the acquired and the innate. The Dao Xuan enters the Heavenly Xuan and is a hurdle. This is even more so after the Heavenly Xuan enters the Transformation Cauldron.

A slight difference can lead to a thousand miles of mistakes.
To be continued...