The three of them surrounded Tang Cheng, and their aura was not harmonious and unobstructed. There was inevitably a gap when they started, revealing flaws. They had to delay for a while before they could truly exert the power of the three teams.

Although Tang Cheng did not understand the reason, he should believe in one sentence between the enemy and us. He must not give it to him whatever the enemy wants. If the other party does not want to take action, he must take action.

"Are you surrendering? The old monk is quite angry, look at the sword!" The bright yellow samaya sword and the azure blue Bodhicitta sword shine in the sky, not letting the thunder shine at all.

Besides, Tang Cheng felt very distressed and wanted to find someone to repair it, so he would let out a sigh of anger.

The dark clouds above his head were as thick as mountains and steep, which made him extremely depressed. Tang Cheng was also wondering why he had not advanced to the soul, and there was still a heavenly tribulation. After thinking for a while, he guessed that it must have been the change in the Great Sun Tathagata robe, which made this top-grade artifact go through the heavenly tribulation of the artifact.

I am so unfair! Even if I have no choice, Tang Cheng has to accept this result because there is really no way to bargain!

Naruoba's face was solemn. He had a little disdain when he saw Vajra Zhi defeated by a punch. He only realized Vajra Zhi's pain.

Tang Cheng's strength is too perverted. What are the competition between the cultivators of the soul? Most cultivators do not know that once the cultivator advances to the soul, he can use the energy of heaven and earth almost infinitely. As long as a cultivator accumulates energy for a soul to use the ultimate move, it will be easy to destroy mountains and fill the sea.

However, in the battle between lightning and flint, the primordial spirit can still use its own primordial power. Once it is besieged, several primordial spirit monks work together to isolate the primordial energy, causing the primordial power to recover to the peak. In this way, when the primordial spirit monks take action, they have to make careful calculations, otherwise the speed of primordial power replenishment cannot be compared with the consumption, so they can only escape.

However, Tang Cheng was different. He seemed to have no need to replenish his energy at all. Each sword light was extremely powerful and domineering. The flame attack emitted by the Tianxin lamp was always shattered by the azure blue sword light.

That's not all, the sword light didn't stop at all. The opponent was like a mobile turret with infinite ammunition, forcing the three of them farther and farther away.

Tangcheng used the Prajna True Sword to fight against the enemy for the second time. This sword technique was created by Monk Yuankong's painstaking efforts, and each sword technique has a corresponding sword score.

However, Tang Cheng had not had enough time to practice before. At this time, facing the siege of the three people, he slowly corresponded the sword score and the sword energy, and his sword technique became more and more mature and sophisticated.

The Samaya sword is like a thin needle shuttle, dense and clever, and the Bodhicitta sword is like the thunder in the sky, magnificent and grand. The two complement each other and double their power.

When Tang Cheng was not familiar with the sword score, the three of them could compete for a while. However, after Tang Cheng was completely trained, he completely tied the situation.

In the thick dark clouds, thunder shone. Tang Chengchang smiled and said, "If you don't leave again, the thunder disaster will come. Don't blame me for not saying it!"

Shan Wuwei had already realized something was wrong. He originally planned to add a force to kill Tangcheng, and the thunder disaster would disappear. However, now that the dream is shattered, he naturally needs to find another method.

After retreating a hundred feet apart, Shan Wuwei shouted: "Since you want to survive the disaster, why not be in the deep mountains and forests? If you are willing to leave and the old monk is willing to guarantee that we will never put down the wrong path!"

Tang Cheng looked at the sky above his head, smiled at him, and said, "It's too late!" As he said that, a red thunder slowly descended, with unparalleled power. The thunder slowly forked in the middle, and finally turned into a dense thunder net covering a thousand feet in a circle.

"Ha!" Tang Cheng raised his hand and emitted golden sword lights, and used the word "discharge" to remove the thunder that was slashing towards him. In this way, Drepung Monastery was in great danger.

The square was as smooth as jade and was instantly damaged by thunder. The monks who watched the fun saw the opportunity early and ran away from afar, but no one was injured or killed.

Shan Wuwei vomited blood with anger. With a flash of his hand, the originally one foot long Miaoyin spiral turned into a super magic spiral that was about 100 meters long. The bones are the foundation, gold is the decoration, and the treasure is solemn.

Shan Wuwei took a long breath, his face turned red and suddenly blew.
Chapter completed!