Tang Xuanming calmly faced the hundreds of thousands of venerables who had been selected with great pains. The mark of sinful blood on his head was still shining. In the Tai Chi Gods and Demons, one after another, the same body was black and the evil head was also shining.
Shining with light, their black color gradually fades away, and there is a faint tendency to fall into the golden Tai Chi Gods and Demons.
At this moment, Tang Xuanming could clearly feel the figures in Suizhou among the hundreds of thousands of venerables.
The blood of the Fire Clan, the blood of the Stone Clan, the blood of the Rain Clan...
All bloodlines have experienced the death of their top geniuses, and they all appear in the Tai Chi God and Demon Diagram. He can feel the unique pulse of that bloodline.
At this moment, Tang Xuanming was suspended in the void, looking down at hundreds of thousands of venerables indifferently.
"Practitioners who are not guilty of the state go out in line, and practitioners who are guilty of the state go forward."
"Why..."
A non-Sinzhou cultivator opened his mouth to refute, but his friend next to him covered his mouth. When Tang Xuanming glanced over, the cultivator showed a flattering smile on his face and spoke quickly: "This
A fellow Taoist was injured in the previous battle and his consciousness is a little unclear. I am treating his injuries and healing them."
Tang Xuanming swept the area with indifferent eyes and said nothing.
There were not many practitioners from Sin State who came here. They walked past Tang Xuanming one after another, bowed to Tang Xuanming with gratitude, and then stared feverishly at the Supreme Liquid on the Supreme Ancient Altar, which was
The biggest opportunity they currently have access to.
There are only more than a thousand sages from Sin State. At this moment, they all walked into the ancient altar of the Supreme and began to compete for the Supreme Liquid.
Other practitioners wanted to try to enter the Supreme Ancient Altar, but they were all blocked by Tang Xuanming.
"Senior, are you being too domineering?"
The people in Suizhou who were watching helplessly were approaching the Supreme Liquid little by little, and many of the people at the level of the Supreme Being below suddenly became unable to sit still.
"The Supreme Ancient Altar has selected 10,000 cultivators, but now only 1,000 have entered, and there are still more than 9,000 places. Seniors are going to hinder our future like this?"
Some people tried to accuse Tang Xuanming and wanted to stand on the moral high ground and ask Tang Xuanming to give in.
"Yes, senior, the opportunity of the Immortal Ancient is open to everyone, to the entire Three Thousand Continents. Even the top sects have not hindered us from entering the Immortal Ancient to gain opportunities. The strong ones are here to jointly safeguard the Three Thousand Continents.
It belongs to Qianzhou and should not become someone’s selfish intention.”
"Your future? My selfishness?"
Tang Xuanming's eyes were cold, a little light bloomed from his fingertips, and he nailed the cultivator who spoke to the ground on the spot, causing the cultivator to let out a huge scream, and all the venerable-level figures suddenly became excited.
"He is so angry that he wants to hinder all of our chances of enlightenment."
Someone in the crowd made a noise.
"Don't look at his incomparable strength. In fact, he just wants to use the most brutal means to scare us. There are restrictions on cultivation here. No matter how powerful he is, he can only show the strength of the Venerable level here.
Even if he has reached the limit in this field, he is far from our opponent. We have hundreds of thousands of people, and one person can kill him with just a spit of spit.
He actually wants to use cruel and bloody methods to scare us so that we dare not take action and not be fooled by his superficial strength."
Such words spread among hundreds of thousands of venerables, immediately causing those people who had no way to enter the ancient altar of the Supreme One to clamor.
Only then did they suddenly realize that this was not the outside world, a world where one person could cover the sky with one hand, but that everyone here was on the same starting line.
The minds of hundreds of thousands of venerables suddenly became active, and their eyes changed when they looked at Tang Xuanming.
The terrifying lion-like existence in front of them seemed no longer so powerful, and they were no longer like sheep, but turned into hungry wolves.
Tang Xuanming was aware of the thoughts of the hundreds of thousands of venerables in front of him, but he still sneered, and a little light burst out from his fingertips, nailing the figures who spoke secretly to the ground one after another.
Suddenly, the hundreds of thousands of venerables became more and more excited, and there was a faint emotion brewing.
"Are you so strong that you suppress us even if we speak and want to resist?"
A person who was considered a strong person in the realm of venerables spoke, with anger in his words, but also a hint of fear.
But he didn't get a response at all. Tang Xuanming completely ignored him. He grabbed hundreds of thousands of venerables with one hand, and more than ten people were carried in front of him. They were all seriously injured by his blow and fell into
A dying person.
"What are you going to do? Kill them forcefully in front of us and declare your power and majesty? Then let me tell you, you are overthinking."
A cultivator who was suppressed by Tang Xuanming had his aura shake violently and wanted to commit suicide directly, but the aura that locked his body prevented him from moving. After struggling wildly for a while, he collapsed to the ground helplessly.
"Demon Dragon Dao Sect?"
Facing the young venerable who regarded death as home and seemed not even afraid of death, Tang Xuanming spoke coldly, which immediately caused panic to flash through the heart of this demon dragon disciple who was playing a heroic figure. In front of a killing god like Tang Xuanming,
Few people can remain stable.
But he quickly calmed down, and now there were hundreds of thousands of venerables standing behind him. Tang Xuanming didn't dare to take action against him until he was sure of its identity.
Otherwise, hundreds of thousands of venerables would definitely be able to kill this unprecedented culprit here due to their intense anger.
His original panic was quickly suppressed by him. Facing Tang Xuanming's indifferent gaze, he shouted arrogantly, with a righteous expression on his face, as if he was not afraid of death: "Demon Dragon Dao Sect, all of us are in your eyes.
Are they all from the Demon Dragon Dao Sect? This method of disintegration is so good! I will never die with my eyes closed. Are all the resisting figures among the hundreds of thousands of rebellious venerables from the Demon Dragon Dao Sect?"
"Hey!"
Another young venerable who was caught by Tang Xuanming also reacted. Facing hundreds of thousands of practitioners, he shouted: "Are you going to arrange for me to be a disciple of Huoyundong? So that I can die a worthy death?"
Hundreds of thousands of practitioners who were shocked by Tang Xuanming's sudden movements suddenly became excited.
"Let's take action together to suppress this big murderer directly. No one can stop our joint attack, not even the descendants of the Immortal Palace. Let's go together and kill him. Otherwise, if we continue to be divided like this, all of us who have the courage to resist will be killed.
He beheaded him."
Tang Xuanming's eyes were dim and his pupils turned golden.
Looking through the barriers of hundreds of thousands of practitioners, he stared at the middle-aged man who was yelling in the crowd and was about to unite many people to attack. The middle-aged man's body showed traces of the unique operation of the Demonic Dragon Dao Sect's technique.