Yang Ming succeeded in irritating Pace with just a few words. The latter had always been dissatisfied that Gobda had a higher status than him. Now Yang Ming still said that he was Gobda's dog. How could he not be angry?
Under the gaze of that destructive gaze, Yang Ming stepped forward, and as he took his steps, powerful spiritual power slowly roared out of his body like a tide.
"Haha, in the early stage of the reincarnation realm? Is this what you rely on? I thought you were so powerful!" Feeling the spiritual power roaring out of Yang Ming's body, Pace couldn't help but laugh to the sky, laughing.
It's full of sarcasm.
Pace took a step forward, and the surging spiritual power at the peak level of the reincarnation realm surged out without reservation, sweeping across the sky, and the pressure formed overwhelmingly shrouded Yang Ming.
He is also a strong man at the peak of the reincarnation realm. No wonder he is so angry at Yang Ming's ridicule. Among the three-eyed clan, Pace's strength is indeed not inferior to that of Gobda. Just because his background is not as good as the latter's, he was buried. Over time,
He became Pace's inner demon. He worked hard to prove that even if he had no resources, he would become a Chaos Realm and become a strong man respected by everyone.
Under Pace's surging spiritual power, Yang Ming's momentum was obviously at a disadvantage. In any case, in terms of spiritual power alone, Pace was indeed stronger than Yang Ming.
However, in the face of Pace's pressure, Yang Ming just smiled, his mind moved, and the spiritual power in his body surged crazily, and finally poured into the ice lotus seeds above his dantian.
A majestic life force was released from the ice lotus seeds and flowed through Yang Ming's limbs and bones. At this moment, Yang Ming's aura expanded again, chasing Pace.
"It's this trick again. Even if you can catch up with my realm for a while, there is a time limit after all." Pace is full of disdain for Yang Ming's use of dragon power. He believes that the real strong man is the one who reaches the real realm, not the one who uses it.
The secret method stimulates spiritual power and temporarily enhances strength.
"As long as I can defeat you, who cares whether I use a secret method or not." Yang Ming smiled confidently and ignored Pace's statement.
Surprise flashed across Pace's face, and then he smiled solemnly. The next moment, his eyes were sharp and cold, and his long fingers reached out and drew out of thin air.
laugh!
As Pace's fingertips moved down, the wind suddenly increased, and two huge spiritual wind blades, several feet tall, formed directly on his fingertips, then tore the air and cut towards Yang Ming as fast as lightning.
Yang Ming's figure was shaken, and it turned into an afterimage and rushed out. The power of gray-purple thunder circled and condensed on the surface of his body, like a meteorite, rushing straight out, facing the two fierce spiritual wind blades.
Collide.
Bang!
A low explosion sounded in mid-air, and two spiritual wind blades exploded instantly. Gray-purple light and shadow flashed out instantly. In an instant, they appeared in front of Pace. The shadow of his fist roared out like lightning, like a heavy rainstorm.
An astonishing power enveloped Pace's whole body.
This was inspired by Yang Ming's battle with Quinn. He imbued his limbs with spirits to increase his attack power and directly shattered the opponent's tentative attacks.
"snort!"
Facing Yang Ming's violent offensive, Pace let out a cold snort, changed his handprints, and turned his spiritual power into smart whirlwind whips in front of him. He controlled the whirlwind whip with his fingers and kept waving it, blocking all Yang Ming's attacks.
Bang bang!
The fist struck the cyclone whip, and every time it came into contact, a harsh sound broke out. It almost connected into one piece at the back, making a harsh explosion in the sky. Along with the sound waves, there were
The kind of violent fluctuations that erupt due to fierce collisions.
In just a few dozen seconds, the two of them fought for dozens of rounds with an extremely fierce attitude.
"A bit capable." Pace couldn't help but praise Yang Ming when he saw that he could fight with him for so long. However, the movements of his hands did not slow down at all, but became more fierce.
Until now, neither of them has used any powerful spiritual skills. What they are competing for is purely spiritual power!
"Bang!"
There was another fierce collision, and the terrifying spiritual wind swept away. Yang Ming and Pace were both knocked back more than ten steps. Each other's breathing was heavier than before, but the fierceness in their eyes was fierce.
The meaning is getting stronger and stronger.
"Those who can survive the ninety-five heavenly tribulations are really capable!" Pace grinned and said with a cruel smile. Anyone who is familiar with him knows that the stronger his smile becomes in battle, it represents his
The more aggressive the attack.
"The game ends here." After Pace finished speaking, he took out his spiritual weapon, which was a thick and long stick with an ordinary style. However, the moment it appeared, there was a faint sound of howling ghosts and wolves in the air, indicating that
This stick is not as ordinary as it seems, it is indeed a murderous weapon.
"boom!"
Pace took a step forward, tearing the air with the long stick in his hand, and the fierce evil filled the sky. At this moment, it was as if a sleeping beast came to life.
The blood in Yang Ming's arms surged, and the Tianlin Thunder Halberd flew out, making a buzzing sound like a dragon's roar. The master grasped it in his hand, waved his arm, and the sharp blade rushed towards the long stick!
Clang!
The Tianlin Thunder Halberd rushed out with an astonishing sound of wind. When the thunderous light exploded, it actually suppressed the evil spirit on the long stick. The thunder of chaos destroyed all evil and just restrained the resentment of the stick in the opponent's hand.
"Clang clang clang!"
The iron rod and the thunder halberd collided fiercely continuously, and the harsh sound immediately spread in the sky. Circles of fluctuations that were visible to the naked eye also spread rapidly from the point of contact at an astonishing speed.
A large towering tree below the two people was also shattered at the waist. The giant tree collapsed and dust filled the sky. The sound was quite terrifying.
"This guy is very powerful, but brute force alone is not enough to defeat me." Pace sneered in his heart. He was surprised by Yang Ming's strength, which made his hands numb, and he wanted to change his attack method.
However, just when Pace's sneer fell, he saw a sarcastic smile slowly rising from the corner of Yang Ming's mouth. At that moment, his heart suddenly shuddered. Just as he was about to do something, Yang Ming's figure mysteriously disappeared.
Whoosh!
Thunder light surged, and a ghostly figure appeared in front of Pace, almost touching him. Then he saw Yang Ming reach out his palm and slap him.
"Crack!"
A palm slapped down with violent force, and then landed on Pace's face as fast as lightning. Immediately, a crisp sound came from the contact point between the palm and the face. Pace was slapped directly by Yang Ming.
The fan flew out.
His body steadied somewhat awkwardly, and a very clear palm print appeared on Pace's face. The face there was swollen and looked extremely funny.
"Ouch!" Pace spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, with a tooth wrapped in the middle. He looked at Yang Ming who was walking slowly in front of him in shock and anger. The vigilance in his eyes was raised to the highest level. The previous fight had already frightened him.
Understand, this guy has been pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
"Invincible, retreat!" Pace already had the idea of retreating in his mind. He had not learned the racial bloodline spiritual skills, and it was extremely difficult to deal with Yang Ming.
"Want to leave?" Yang Ming's eyes were slightly cold, and as soon as he stepped on his feet, he disappeared strangely again. When Pace saw this, he quickly retreated, but a few seconds later, a figure appeared like a maggot attached to the bone.
In front of him, a punch was struck, and he was knocked back in confusion again.
Yang Ming, who possesses the Chaos Thunder Dragon body, does not need to increase his attack power and defense power. The Burning Blood Technique fully enhances his speed, reaching three times the original speed. It is simply perfect to deal with the Three-Eyed Tribe, a race not known for its speed.
Abuse your opponent.
"Ah!" Pace's disheveled hair roared unwillingly, and his purple skin turned red from rage and humiliation, like a ripe shrimp.
"You forced me!" Pace looked at Yang Ming angrily, then inserted two fingers into his eyes, pulled them out fiercely, and used the blood on his fingers to draw a pattern around the single eye in the center of his forehead.
A strange pattern.
"Use my blood to summon the projection of the Heavenly Eye God!"
Pace made a deep voice in his mouth, and as the words fell, the blood was absorbed by the single eye, and a beam of blood light shot out from the single eye, penetrating the sky and reaching somewhere in the universe.
"Huh? It turned out to be the Blood Summoning Third Eye. Could it be that the person who blocked Pace is extremely powerful?" Gobda raised his head and looked at the bloody light streaking across the sky, frowning, hesitating whether to go back to rescue Pace.
"Forget it, he has summoned the Heavenly Eye God, so he should be fine. If I go back, I will only waste the opportunity to hunt the dragons." Gobda turned his eyes forward again, with no intention of turning around and going back.
Pace's eyes were dripping with blood and looked like a ghost, but the single eye on his forehead shone with a strange red light. He stared at Yang Ming in front of him, and an invisible wave fell on the latter.
As the fluctuations gradually solidified, a giant hand grabbed Yang Ming's body, preventing him from moving. This time Yang Ming really felt the threat of death. No matter how hard he struggled, the giant hand still grabbed him firmly.
"Hahaha, this is the hand of the Heavenly Eye God. Even in the Chaos Realm, you can't escape. You don't have to struggle needlessly when you are in the Reincarnation Realm." Pace laughed crazily. This is his last trump card. As long as he has the Heavenly Eye Clan,
People with bloodline, no matter whether the concentration is high or not, can summon the projection of the Heavenly Eye God through blood sacrifice, but the cost is their own spiritual power and cultivation. When the cultivation is not enough, they use their life force to make up for it.
Pace was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon his hair would turn gray, but that was all. Because of his high level, only part of his life force was consumed.
Yang Ming looked at the giant hand that was firmly grasping him. From it, he sensed a wave of supreme law, which was stronger than the true self state. It seemed to be a higher divine self state.
"It seems that he is dead this time!" Yang Ming said unwillingly. If the Chaos Realm comes, he may still have a chance to survive. Once the opponent is in the Real Self Realm, it will be more dangerous, let alone the Divine Self.
The situation is over.
"Bold!" There was an angry roar in the sky, and the next moment another giant hand appeared, grabbing the giant hand of Tianmu God tightly. The two giant hands were competing, and an energy storm broke out!