In the middle stage of the transformation of the Ding, the understanding of the supreme Tao has reached a higher level, and both the soul and the body have taken a big step.

Even if Tang Ming's shot can tear a hole in the space, it will not even leave any scars on the fingertips of the eight sects of mad demons.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Tang Ming looked cold and shot out his guns.

The stronger the opponent, the more excited he is, the stronger his fighting spirit is, and the stronger his fighting spirit is.

In the blink of an eye, he had already stabbed thirty-six guns, but the eight sects of mad demons just slapped them.

His palm condensed the bloody aura in the air, as if the sky was sucked into his hand Zheng

Rumble!

Before the palm was slapped, the ground began to tremble.

Everyone had no idea how to think about the power of this palm. They could only see a blood-colored slap in the air, magnifying rapidly, and finally occupying the space they can see.

Inexplicable fear filled their hearts.

This fear comes not only from the fear of power, but also from the depths of the soul.

It was like this fear, which was hidden in their bodies, was not erupting until now.

This is the horror of the power of the great way. Even just a strand is no longer something that can be withstood under the transformation cauldron.

Many people with weak cultivation even let out screams, and their souls and bodies were wiped out.

Tang Ming, who faced this palm, could even feel that the enemy above his head seemed to be not just one, but also the master of this place.

Fighting with the eight sects of mad demons is fighting!

"Hmph, no matter what kind of road you are, you will stand in front of me and serve with a spear!"

Tang Ming calmed down and shot him in the air.

His tempering of his mind and nature has long reached an outrageous level. Whether it is his years of life in the illusion and his ancestors, or his return to nature and entering the secular world, he has made his heart of Tao extremely firm.

Some monks choose to obey the Tao.

But Tang Ming, he, was going to go against the scheming.

If he wants to be an enemy of him, he will poke a hole in this.

"kill!"

Tang Ming's Shura energy condensed, and black lightning instantly crawled over the spear, blending with the tip of the spear.

The spear came out again, and the erosion thunder was raging in the air, and the Shura phantom let out an angry roar.

boom!

The eight sects had cold eyes and had no intention of retreating. They slapped them unscrupulously and collided with the spear.

Cracklala!

It was hard to stop for a moment, and the blink of an eye slap smashed the spear and even hit Tang Ming.

Shura's breath condensed wildly, blocking him, but it was meaningless.

The terrifying slap was like a bamboo shoot, and it slapped Shura's breath, imprinted on Tang Ming's chest, knocking his body backwards, and crashing into Zheng in the deep mountains.

Rumble!

The rolling smoke and dust rushed up like a huge explosion, covering half of the air.

Tang Ming, who smashed a deep pit on the ground, had cracks on his body at this moment, and even the tendons and bones were shattered where his chest was photographed.

The Eight Sect Mad Demons are not the people from the sect who like to shout. After seeing Tang Ming being injured, they did not stop at all. The figure swayed and came to Tang Ming again, slapped him again.

This slap is like a god or demon suppressing the world.

boom!

Before the slap fell to the ground, the surrounding ground exploded again, and a trace of underground magma was sprayed out.

"break!"

Tang Ming's eyes combined with his fighting spirit, and the spear condensed in his hand again, from bottom to top, and a shot was shot.

A shot to challenge the world!

This gun is different from an ordinary gun style. It is not for attack, but just to exert its own strength to the extreme and use the gun to carry the entire mountain.

When the gun was used, the spiritual energy around it quickly condensed, like an invisible mountain, melting into the tip of the gun and slashing towards the air.

"This trick is useless!"

The eight sects of mad demons looked coldly, and their hands moved three points faster.

Bang!

The blood-colored slap collided with the movement of the mountain, and a loud noise broke out. This shot that was enough to provoke the entire mountain could not shake the palms of the eight sects of mad demons.

The blood-colored slap was unparalleled. With its surging power, it crushed the ground within 30 miles of Tang Ming's body and collapsed down, and a huge palm handprint appeared.

Gudong!

Seeing this, many viewers swallowed in a daze.

Just now, the scene of Tang Ming showing his magical power and sweeping nearly Baihua Cauldron has not disappeared from their minds, but now facing the eight sects of mad demons, his whole body seems to have become a joke, so vulnerable.

brush!

In the dust, Tang Ming rose up and rushed into the sky.

After this battle, Tang Ming's body, which had just recovered, was already covered in blood at this moment. He didn't know how many bones were shattered, and even cracks appeared on his internal organs.

After so many battles, this is the first time he has suffered such tragic injuries.

The unsuppressed mid-stage of the Ding Ding was still underestimated by Tang Ming.

Even though the eight sects of maniacs in front of him were forcibly promoted by external forces and did not rely entirely on his own strength to take this step, he was still at the mid-stage level of the transformation tripod.

If you want to cross this realm and fight with the mid-stage of the Transformation Ding, even those of the eight major sects will not be able to fight head-on if you do not use the secret techniques of the sect.

With Tang Ming's poem, if he obtains those secret techniques, he will definitely be able to suppress the eight sects of mad demons.

It’s a pity that he just relied on the casual cultivator he had walked along the way.

"You are willing to surrender?"

The eight sects of mad demons have cold eyes, and their voices are even more unlucky.

The gap in realm made him not need to take Tang Ming to heart at all.

After all, even if Tang Ming, a child in the early stage of the Ding Transformation, even if he defeated a group of children, he would not be able to withstand the slap of the young man who showed his sharpness.

"war!"

Tang Ming's answer is only a simple word.

The breath of Immortal Shura fills all directions, and the earth's vitality within a radius of hundreds of miles seems to be deprived of, and it pours into his body crazily.

The scars on his body recovered in a blink of an eye, and even the breath of turbulent turbulently rushed to the highest peak in an instant.

The black energy surged, like a demon coming.

Immortal Shura devours all things!

Tang Ming once again used his terrifying magical powers. Although he failed to truly restore his peak, it was enough to make him fight.

This method of instantly repairing the body must contain many hidden dangers, but now facing such a great enemy, he can only do this.

"Well? With your power, have you understood your own way?"

Until this moment, the eyes of the mad demons of the eight sects changed, and there was an incredible look of greed in their ferocious eyes.

"Hehe, it's so good. Although my realm has been pushed up, I have always lacked my understanding of Tao. I am always very nice to me. Now I have sent you to me."

The eight sects of mad demons laughed unscrupulously.

He did not know the power of Immortal Shura, but he saw that Tang Ming was robbing the earth's vitality, which was clearly a power that could be used to understand the Tao and be able to control the earth.

Since Tang Ming's cultivation level has not reached the middle stage of the Transformation Cauldron, it is only possible that he has realized this level, and the difference is only the accumulation of time and spiritual energy.

"As long as you swallow your soul and take your Tao for yourself, I will become the real mid-stage of the transformation of the tripod."

The eyes of the Eight Sects of Mad Demons were cold, as if they wanted to swallow Tang Ming into their stomachs immediately.

Enlightenment is so mysterious that it is so difficult than simple accumulation of spiritual energy.

Tang Ming is so young that he can reach the level of transformation of the tripod, and he can already be compared with the arrogance of various major sects.

Unexpectedly, he had already realized his own way.

The Eight Sects of Mad Demons believed that this was definitely not an accident, but it was necessarily that there was some powerful practice technique hidden in Tang Ming.

If he can get it, why should he serve the eight major corpses?

"If you want it, you can try it!"

Tang Ming said coldly.
To be continued...