The father and son had not finished talking here, but there was a loud "collapse" in the main courtyard, and thick smoke billowed into the sky.
The next moment, maids and servants were running around, and screams could not be heard.
Tang Wenhai's expression suddenly changed and he asked sternly: "What's going on?"
"That direction..."
"No, it's a secret room."
His pupils shrank in shock, and he immediately turned into a stream of light and rose into the sky.
The middle-aged man stood on the spot, his eyes slightly dull and shouted in a low voice: "Impossible, absolutely impossible."
"I used eight sealing spirit nails to penetrate his Qi orifices, and released the essence and blood from the tip of his tongue every day."
"There are a defensive array and two killing arrays from the True Immortal Realm outside the secret room. His cultivation level has dropped to the 18th level of martial arts. How can he break through the many constraints and escape?"
"Asshole, damn..."
With a cold expression on his face, he followed Tang Wenhai closely and disappeared under the eaves.
At the same time, in a wasteland thirty miles away from the Tang clan, a young boy was flying in the air, teetering on the edge of collapse.
Judging from his age, he is only twelve or thirteen years old.
He was short and thin. He was wearing a tattered black robe and didn't even have shoes on his feet.
While running forward with all his strength, he turned his head to look around from time to time.
He looked extremely anxious and guilty, like a thief who had stolen something and was afraid of being caught by the owner.
"Tang family, Tang Yuandong."
The young man gritted his teeth and said with uncontrollable murderous intent, "I, Zhuo Xiaoding, will definitely pay back the humiliation you received today twice as much in the future."
"I won't say that I slaughtered your entire Tang family, but you, father and son, plus that shameless vixen..."
"Hmph, I want you to die without a burial place."
"Only by crushing my bones and scattering ashes can I relieve the hatred in my heart and the shame and humiliation of my being born with wisdom for 4,800 years."
Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and the young man who reported his family name as Zhuo Ding raised his hand to wipe it nonchalantly.
He accelerated his flight speed, endured the pain caused by the spirit-sealing nails damaging his Qi orifices, and took out a heavy wooden box from his sleeve.
The chapped lips were slightly opened, and he swallowed red pills the size of soybeans one after another.
In this way, after a few breaths, his pale and bloodless face turned a little rosy and said: "Qi-Building Pill, unfortunately it is the worst-grade Qi-Building Pill."
"It can barely keep me at the 18th level of force and prevent me from falling further, but it can't help me return to the true fairyland."
"That bear-spirit was hurt by me, and its internal organs were shattered."
"Under normal circumstances, it should go away and find a hidden corner to heal its wounds and nip it in the bud."
"However, it has seen through my true form and knows that I am the regeneration pill that Zhuo Bufan left in the mountains 30,000 years ago. It wishes it could swallow me in one gulp to boost my cultivation."
"This great temptation is right in front of us, who is willing to miss this opportunity?"
"Once it recovers from its injuries, no, it doesn't need to recover, it just needs to be 70% to 80% better. By then, I will have no way to survive."
Laughing miserably, Zhuo Xiaoding looked at the mist-shrouded mountains in the distance and said, "I know there are tigers in the mountains, so I went to Tiger Mountain instead."
"It's not that I'm arrogant, it's that I really have nowhere to go."
"Huddled in the mountains, at least there is hope of survival."
"When I leave Bading Hanshan and go to the outside world, anyone with a higher cultivation level than me will be able to see through my true identity at a glance."
"Improve the level of the acquired immortal body, and break through directly without bottlenecks."
"Oh, Alchemy gave me the opportunity to come to the world, and Zhuo Bufan gave me the freedom to generate my own spiritual wisdom."
"But this freedom is really difficult to obtain."
"It's as difficult as ascending to the sky, it's as difficult as ascending to the sixteen great worlds."
The cheeks fluttered, and the energy and blood in the body surged.
The young man was forced to fall into the valley, spraying blood mist from his mouth and falling unconscious.
He fell down in the grass, and a dim white light lit up around him.
The next moment, the strong medicinal fragrance spread all around, and wherever it went, dead trees bloomed.
Vitality, a steady stream of vitality penetrates into the ground and blends into the soil.
For dozens of miles around, there are green grass and hundreds of flowers blooming.
...
On the other side, on the top of a mountain two hundred miles away, Mo Chen and Suning were still acting.
