Hong Ze's whole body was full of fighting spirit. He suddenly tore off the clothes on his chest, revealing his strong chest muscles.
I saw a bloody inscription branded on his heart.
"Young Master Hong!"
"Master Hong, no!"
The expressions of the two old men behind him changed slightly and they quickly spoke out to stop them.
Hong Ze frowned and turned around, his eyes filled with evil spirits.
"Master Hong, this seal is the means that our ancestors left for you to save your life. Our duty during this trip to China is to help Hongmen establish a stronghold overseas, not for a fight of will."
An old man said in a deep voice: "Besides, I think Tang Xuantian is not worthy of you to break the seal."
"oh?"
Hong Ze raised his eyebrows: "How do you say that?"
"Using the Nascent Soul Realm to kill the transformed gods is too weird. I don't think this is Tang Xuantian's true strength. Perhaps, like you, Master, he has sealed part of the power of the strong."
"Or maybe he just stepped out of the ghost gate, and maybe he used some secret technique to temporarily increase his strength in swallowing ghost energy..." The old man hurriedly spoke.
"It makes some sense."
Hong Ze nodded slightly and looked up at the sky again: "Bai Han, although he is from a reclusive family, he is still a casual cultivator with no inheritance. Even if he breaks through to become a god, he is still a weak person in the divine realm."
"I can kill such a weak person."
Said.
He put on his clothes again and covered the bloody inscription on his chest.
This inscription was arranged by Hong Shengying, the ancestor of Hongmen overseas and one of the top three strongmen in the Heavenly Ranking. In critical moments, he could unlock the seal and gain the power of the gods to bless him.
"Ms. Yang, you seem a little absent-minded."
Hong Ze turned around and looked at the beautiful woman behind him.
Yang Junlan clenched her two jade hands tightly, her finger bones turned white, and her originally beautiful face became slightly distorted, especially her beautiful eyes, which contained a stern look and stared intently at Tang Xuantian high in the sky.
"Ms. Yang, what's wrong?"
Hong Ze's tone was a little playful: "Looking at Miss Yang's expression, it seems that she has something to do with Tang Xuantian?"
"That's right."
Yang Junlan came back to her senses and took a deep breath: "I will feel uneasy unless this person is eliminated."
Hong Ze frowned slightly, and when he was about to ask, a loud roar suddenly broke out in the sky.
I saw a black vortex suddenly appear within the thick black cloud.
The howling wind stirred up the terrifying ghost energy and made a huge roaring sound that shook Jinling City.
"Crack!"
"boom!"
The thunder roared loudly.
From the depths of the black vortex, a terrifying thunder suddenly appeared.
"This is a thunderstorm of heavenly punishment!"
Fan Zhongtian's face changed slightly: "The Dafa of Military Discipline is a technique that defies heaven and changes destiny. Master Tang turned Mo Tianhai into a ghost cultivator and violated the power of God. Thunder punishment is coming!"
Ye Hanqing was a little frightened: "No, this thunder tribulation is too terrifying, it seems to have the aura of the God Transformation Realm..." Fan Zhongtian's expression suddenly changed drastically.
This moment.
Not only him, but the rest of the people present, including those at the top of the sky who were fighting at the peak of the gods, were also shaken by this majestic power of heaven and stopped fighting one after another.
Zhang Wenyuan's Canglong eyes were filled with some inexplicable meaning.
The ancient sword in front of him glowed with light.
Whoa! The clone of Ji Lin's killing sword condensed.
"Heavenly Punishment Thunder Tribulation, and Breakthrough Thunder Tribulation."
"Mo Tianhai was at the peak of Nascent Soul back then, and was only one step away from breaking through. This reversal of ghost cultivation gave him an opportunity to break through, but it also made it more difficult to break through!"
"Moreover, if Mo Tianhai cannot survive this thunderstorm, Tang Xuantian will bear all the consequences."
Ji Lin's eyes sparkled: "Old Zhang, what do you think his chances of success are?"
"I don't know yet, but this guy never does things without aim, so he should be quite confident."
Zhang Wenyuan said in a deep voice.
Just talking.
The thick black clouds have been completely covered by thunder.
Reversal of the Heavenly Punishment and Thunder Tribulation of Ghost Cultivators.
"Boom!"
"Crack!"
Thunderclouds roll.
It was clearly broad daylight at this time, but Jinling City was completely dark, and the darkness exuded an extremely depressing atmosphere.
"Huh, I really don't know how to live or die."
Han Tianhao sneered: "I changed my fate against the will of heaven and suffered divine punishment. I want to see how Tang Xuantian can withstand these two thunder tribulations!"
Nie Wushuang also said quietly: "Throughout the ages, countless people have fallen to the Thunder Tribulation of Heavenly Punishment. Judging from the power of this Heavenly Punishment, it seems that Tang Xuantian is responsible for opening the gate of hell."
"Zhang Wenyuan, Ji Lin, this person is also a strong man from China, why don't you two go help?"
"..." Zhang Wenyuan and Ji Lin frowned and remained silent.
However, any punishment caused by thunder and calamity cannot be borne by others and can only be borne by oneself.
Just like now, it was clearly Mo Tianhai's thunder punishment, but after being interfered by Tang Xuantian, the power of the thunder punishment became several times terrifying.
If Zhang Wenyuan and Ji Lin intervene, the thunder punishment may increase dozens of times in an instant.
Thunder Punishment cannot help! Whoever dares to help, Thunder Punishment will directly target the helper, and its power will skyrocket, and it will not stop! "Rumble--Thunder mighty, rolling in with the majestic power of heaven."
Mo Tianhai slowly opened his eyes and looked at the terrifying thunder punishment above, with a face filled with self-blame: "Master Tang, I'm really sorry for dragging you into this thunder punishment."
"You'd better retreat first. Even if I self-destruct this remnant soul, I won't let it hurt you."
"From now on, the Mo family will trouble you..." Mo Tianhai stood up slowly.
There was a touch of determination in his eyes.
Tang Ming was in a daze: "Mr. Mo, what's wrong with you?"
"I didn't expect that reversing ghost cultivation would allow me to swallow ghost energy and break through to the divine realm. What's even more surprising is that Thunder Punishment seems to recognize you as a disruptor, so its power skyrockets."
"Master Tang, you have helped me a lot."
Mo Tianhai said in a solemn voice: "That's it for now, you retreat first, I will try my best to block the power of these thunder punishments."
"..." Tang Ming's expression was extremely strange.
Even, there are some people who can't laugh or cry.
"Ahem, Mr. Mo, in fact, these are all under my control. After reversing the ghost cultivation, these ghost energy will be a pure natural tonic for you. In time, you will definitely break through the transformation into a god."
"And I am a spell caster, so I must bear these thunder punishments. Only when the gifts from heaven fall, can the reversal of ghost cultivation be completely successful."
Tang Ming touched his nose and explained: "I have known all this for a long time."
Um?
Now, it was Mo Tianhai's turn to be confused.
But before he could ask more questions, he heard Tang Ming's voice say: "Mr. Mo, don't be distracted and continue to swallow these evil spirits while the thunder punishment is coming."
"Ghost cultivators specialize in the soul path. These pure ghost energies are extremely rare. Devour as many as you have. It will be of great benefit to you."
"As for these thunder tribulations..." Tang Ming raised his head and looked at the terrifying thunder punishment above his head. A flash of light suddenly flashed in his eyes: "I also want to try to see if this thunder punishment tribulation can temper my body.
, go one step further.”
The words just fell.
Click! A bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket crashed down, lighting up the entire world.
Tang Ming was not surprised but overjoyed. He stamped his foot in the air and rushed forward.