"Tang Xuantian, do you want to stop me from leaving?"
Hong Shengying looked at Tang Ming calmly.
It was only after he saw the Black Dragon Soul that he determined Tang Ming's identity. Tang Ming is now on the overseas Hongmen must-kill list, and possessing the Black Dragon Soul is not a secret.
After a pause, he continued.
"Tang Xuantian, you are very strong. You can be said to be the most talented junior I have ever seen."
"Are you interested in becoming my teacher?
I am the ancestor of the overseas Hongmen, and I am at the divine realm. If you worship me as your teacher, I can train you to become the next powerful person in the divine realm."
"In addition, the huge overseas Hongmen will also be under your control from now on."
Hong Shengying's eyes flickered and she spoke slowly: "The overseas Hongmen has been inherited for hundreds of years and has countless cultivation resources. If you worship me as your teacher and make a blood oath, these resources will be enough to support your cultivation to the divine realm."
"If you become a disciple, I will be your backer from now on.
""how?"
Hong Shengying extended the invitation.
"Worship you as my teacher?"
A hint of sarcasm emerged from the corner of Tang Ming's mouth: "Why do I want to become your disciple?"
"Because I am the ancestor of the divine realm, the most powerful warrior in the world and among the mortals!"
Hong Shengying said proudly: "I am just a remnant soul now, and I have the cultivation of the late Nascent Soul Realm. If I come here, no one in the vast China can stop me except the three immortals in the Forbidden City."
"I have been practicing for more than two hundred years and have set foot in the divine realm. I am more than qualified to be your master!"
Divine Realm! Nascent Soul Realm monks are respected as land gods.
The divine monks are truly immortal and god-like figures. Even in today's technological society, the divine monks have the highest combat power.
If a war breaks out.
A god-level monk can break the heaven and earth with his fists, step on mountains and rivers with his feet, and one person can destroy a city! Tang Ming said coldly: "Trash!"
Um?
Rubbish?
He said that god-level monks are rubbish?
Even with Hong Shengying's state of mind, she was stunned by these two words of evaluation.
"You've lived for hundreds of years and are still stuck in the divine realm. What else is it if it's not trash?"
"You are as timid as a mouse. You only dare to sneak into China with your residual soul clone. I am so frightened that you dare not enter the country. What is this kind of cowardice if not garbage?"
"You alone are worthy of being my master, Mr. Tang?"
“It’s so ridiculous!”
Tang Ming sneered.
Hong Shengying's face darkened and she raised her eyes: "Do you know what will happen if you insult a god-level monk?
Tang Xuantian, you have a monster talent, but a genius who has not grown up is still just an ant." "Really?"
Tang Ming sneered: "Then I am an ant today, and I also want to destroy the remnant soul of the divine realm like you."
As he finished speaking, Tang Ming's eyes flashed with a strange green light.
The whole body is filled with green inscriptions.
Qing Ming Battle Body! "Kill!"
Tang Ming suddenly shouted coldly, as if an arrow shot through the air.
At the same moment, the true meaning of the four swords fell down again, the black mist rolled inside the soul-eating flag, and the black dragon soul let out a violent roar and bit towards the front.
"Tang Xuantian, how dare you!"
Hong Shengying was furious: "Even if I give up this remnant soul, I will kill you completely!"
"Old dog, if you have the ability, just give it a try."
Tang Ming was not afraid at all, and rushed towards him with boiling murderous intent. The whole body was confused and blazing with raging Hellfire. With a palm strike, the Hellfire surged in the entire sword area.
Boom! Hell fire is naturally suppressive to the soul.
Hong Shengying did not dare to resist forcefully and moved backward to dodge, but the true meaning of the four swords above his head directly blocked Zhou Tian, sealing off all his escape routes.
"Roar——" The black dragon soul found the right opportunity and slammed into it.
Bang! Hong Shengying was hit and swayed, and he punched the black dragon soul away, but Tang Ming appeared beside him strangely, and at the moment when he punched, a finger force as black as ink quietly appeared.
Nirvana finger! Phew! The finger is so powerful that it pokes Hong Shengying directly.
"Pfft——" A black smoke rose up, and Nie Mie pointed down, constantly consuming the power of the opponent's soul.
"Damn it!"
"Tang Xuantian, I will kill you today!"
Hong Shengying was extremely violent, and his old face was full of madness.
He is still in the hinterland of China, but I am in the ice and snow land of Northern Europe. They are thousands of miles apart?
Since there is no hope of retreat, the only option is to kill! The next moment.
Hong Shengying's body suddenly swelled, the spiritual power within a kilometer radius gathered crazily, and violent auras raged out of his body.
"It's a good deal to trade a remnant soul for the life of a Chinese monster."
Hong Shengying's face was full of anger, and her powerful soul was becoming more and more violent.
Just listen to a crisp "click" sound.
I don't know what caused it to break, but a gap opened between Hong Shengying's eyebrows, and the terrifying power of the soul swept across like a sea wave, surging towards Tang Ming.
"Tang Xuantian, die!"
Hong Shengying roared and roared.
He directly self-destructed this remnant soul. It was the remnant soul of a god-level monk. Its quality was far from comparable to that of a Nascent Soul-level monk.
"Boom--" A strong wind suddenly appeared.
Wherever the strong wind passed, the mountains and forests shattered, the ground cracked and rocks split open, and even the slopes beneath their feet were flattened, exposing the yellow mud inside.
As for the insects, fish, birds and beasts, they were slaughtered by the spirits in an instant.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Bang..." The sword domain collapsed, the black dragon soul was blown away, and the soul-eating flag was thrown out.
Hong Shengying stared at Tang Ming with a ferocious smile, trying to see the despair in his eyes.
But it's a pity.
What he saw was not despair, but a playful smile.
"Can't you stand the provoking method?"
Tang Ming said in a playful tone: "If you fight life and death, you may still have a chance of survival. If you choose to self-destruct with your spiritual energy, I may also be injured."
"But why did you choose the stupidest soul to self-destruct?"
The power of the soul's self-destruction is far stronger than the spiritual power's self-destruction.
Because Hong Shengying's natal soul is a god-level monk, there is a wisp of god-level soul in this remnant soul, and the power of self-destruction cannot withstand even half a step of god-level.
But the crux of the problem is.
What Tang Ming is not afraid of the most is the divine soul attack. Just like the last two divine soul attacks of the Extreme Thunder Punishment, he was able to survive without any damage.
"What do you mean?"
Hong Shengying's cold eyes narrowed, feeling something bad.
"I mean, you are not only trash, you are also stupid."
There was a hint of sarcasm on Tang Ming's lips.
The next moment.
Tang Ming's eyes suddenly brightened, and an incomparably vast soul, like a vast sea of stars, burst out.
"Crash-" even.
There was also a sound like rolling waves coming from the soul, which was enough to show how vast this soul was.
"Boom!"
The violent souls from the front rushed towards me, but they fell into the sea and disappeared without a trace.
A violent stream, even if it crashes into the sea from a height, will not cause any harm to the sea.
Even if a clay cow several thousand meters tall fell into the sea, it would be washed away by the endless waves and become invisible.
Just like this scene right now.
Tang Ming was safe and sound. No matter how the soul waves surged ahead, I remained motionless and calm.