When Tingyin, the leader of Danwu Palace, heard Nie Tian mentioning the name Youmi Xuan, his body suddenly trembled and his expression stiffened. Then his eyes turned cold and he said in a cold voice: "Nie Tian, it was you who killed Youmi Xuan as expected.
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"Zhang Tingyin, you are indeed from Ling Xuantian Pavilion." Nie Tian said coldly: "If my guess is correct, you must be the other of the two elders of Netherworld."
When Zhang Tingyin appeared just now, Nie Tian noticed that the former also had a ghostly aura about him, which was very similar to Youmi Xuan, but more powerful than Youmi Xuan.
"Nie Tian, you are very smart, beyond my expectation." Zhang Tingyin no longer concealed it, the muscles on his face changed strangely, turning into a gaunt and skeleton face, and the aura of his whole body also changed directly.
It became eerie and cold.
"Huh?" When Tang Hao saw this scene, his expression froze and he was quite surprised. How could he have thought that the majestic Lord of Danwu Palace would actually be a member of Ling Xuantian Pavilion!
Nie Tian smiled coldly and said: "He is not the real Zhang Tingyin, he just replaced Zhang Tingyin's identity. I'm afraid the real Zhang Tingyin is dead."
"That's right." The old skeleton man smiled sinisterly, "My name is Youmihuang, and the real master of Danwu Palace has died at the hands of Lord Ghost King."
Tang Hao and Mo Zhaojing were stunned at the same time, neither of them expected that Zhang Tingyin was really dead.
The master of Danwu Palace is actually from Ling Xuantian Pavilion. If such a thing were to spread, the Alchemist Guild would lose face.
"Youmi Huang, the ghosts are gone, but you still dare to stay, right? It's just to avenge Youmi Xuan?" Nie Tian looked indifferent, without any fear, and his calmness was heart-stopping.
Since Youmi Xuan and Youmi Huang are collectively called the Two Elders of the Netherworld, and their names are so similar, they are obviously brothers.
When Youmi Huang appears at this time, it must be to avenge Youmi Xuan.
"Nie Tian, now that you know it, we can't let you live anymore." You Mihuang smiled coldly, turned to Mo Zhaojing, and said coldly: "Master Mo, how about you and I joining forces to kill Nie Tian?
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Mo Zhaojing was stunned for a moment, then a blazing heat flashed in his eyes. He raised the corners of his mouth and nodded solemnly: "You stop Tang Hao, and I will kill Nie Tian!"
Youmi Huang's strength is above Youmi Xuan, and he is also at the ninth level of the Divine Wheel. Even if he is compared to Tang Hao and Mo Zhaojing, it is not far behind. It is impossible for him to defeat Tang Hao, but he can still do it by stopping the latter for a while.
Tang Hao's face darkened, he took a step forward, stood in front of Nie Tian, and said Ling Ran: "As long as I am here, no one will be allowed to hurt the teacher!"
"Teacher?" Mo Zhaojing smiled coldly and said, "Tang Hao, I think you are obsessed. How can a yellow-haired boy be your teacher?"
"Don't talk nonsense to them, do it!" Youmi Huang screamed, and the momentum in his body surged, and endless black energy filled the air. Violence suddenly spread, and the space was filled with the smell of blood.
"Tang Hao, be careful, this is ghost energy, it can make people hallucinate!" Nie Tian roared, reminding Tang Hao.
Tang Hao frowned slightly and saw the black air raging in the air, like black snakes dancing, which made people shudder.
Youmi Huang's ghostly ghost energy is stronger than Youmi Xuan's.
The ghostly ghost energy in the void became more and more intense, and the endless ghostly energy condensed into five ferocious faces, with bloody murderous intent ready to emerge.
The wailing sounds of thousands of ghosts suddenly sounded in the air, which was eerie and harsh, making people uneasy.
Tang Hao's pupils suddenly shrank, and the Myriad Calamity Ghost Eyes opened. He glanced coldly at the five ghost faces in the air, smiled coldly, and murmured three words from the corner of his mouth: "Myriad Calamity Kill!"
The word "kill" fell, and a bloody sharp blade whizzed out from the void, ignoring all obstacles and attacking You Mihuang.
"Whoosh!" The bloody sharp blade flew past, drawing a streak of blood in the air.
In the air, the endless ghost energy disappeared instantly. You Mihuang stood there, his pupils suddenly expanded, his hands slowly raised, a red line suddenly exploded around his neck, and blood suddenly surged like a fountain.
Before he could react at all, You Mihuang fell down and died tragically on the spot.
With one move, just one move, You Mihuang, who was at the ninth level of the Divine Wheel, died directly. This is the terror of the Ghost Eyes of Ten Thousand Tribulations!
Mo Zhaojing watched You Mihuang's figure fall, froze on the spot, and did not react for a long time.
Nie Tian's face froze slightly, and then he smiled bitterly. He underestimated Wanjie Ghost Eyes too much, and the reminder just now was simply ridiculous.
If Tang Hao hadn't activated the Ghost Eye of Ten Thousand Tribulations, Youmi Huang might have been able to stop him for a while, but facing the Ghost Eye of Ten Thousand Tribulations, Youmi Huang couldn't catch a single move.
After killing You Mihuang, Tang Hao turned to Mo Zhaojing, his ghost eyes locked on the latter, filled with murderous intent.
"Brother Tang, you're not going to kill me, are you?" Mo Zhaojing said suddenly, his expression dull.
At this moment, facing Tang Hao's ghostly eyes, Mo Zhaojing was afraid. Those eyes made him unable to resist at all.
Tang Hao's eyes narrowed slightly and he hesitated in his heart.
When Nie Tian saw this scene, he shook his head slightly. Tang Hao had been soft-hearted since he was a child. Unexpectedly, he was over a hundred years old and still couldn't get rid of this problem.
To be kind to your enemies is to be cruel to yourself.
With Mo Zhaojing's personality, even if Tang Hao let him go at this time, not only would he not be grateful to Tang Hao, but he would hate him even more.
For people like Mo Zhaojing, the best solution is just one word, kill!
"Tang Hao, kill him!" Upon thinking of this, Nie Tian's eyes turned cold and he spoke indifferently.
Tang Hao's body trembled suddenly, and then he nodded solemnly.
"It's not that easy to kill me!" Suddenly, Mo Zhaojing screamed, completely putting away his pitiful disguise. Behind him, the white lotus of demon bone bloomed, and the energy from his whole body surged out, and a sharp demon bone blade shot out, which was terrifying.
The momentum suddenly exploded.
"Be careful!" Nie Tian screamed. Mo Zhaojing was too cunning. He pretended to look pitiful at first, but when Tang Hao relaxed his guard, he suddenly killed him.
"Huh?" Tang Hao's eyes condensed, and endless power surged out from his pupils. Thousands of ghost blades appeared in the sky, like a rain of arrows all over the sky, pouring out like a stormy wave.
"Boom!" There was a loud sound in the void, and the demon bone blade was completely drowned by thousands of ghost blades.
Mo Zhaojing felt the chilling aura coming towards his face, his pupils couldn't help but tremble, and there was unconcealable despair in his eyes.
Tang Hao's Ten Thousand Tribulations Ghost Eyes were too powerful, and he couldn't resist them at all.
"I..." Mo Zhaojing opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something else, but only one word came out of the last sentence, and he never had the chance to say the rest.
"Boom!" Thousands of ghost blades roared past like giant galloping beasts, and Mo Zhaojing's body was completely submerged, with no bones left.
Mo Zhaojing, the head of the Mo family, one of the top experts in the Three Thousand Small Worlds, died!
Nie Tian and others looked on in shock, unable to react for a long time.
The Ghost Eyes were so powerful. Tang Hao had just opened the Ten Thousand Tribulations Ghost Eyes and was able to directly kill strong men of the same level. If the Blood Moon Ghost Eyes were activated, the horror would be unimaginable.