Golden thunder whips struck down one after another, and each thunder whip would leave shocking scars on Tang Ming's body.
Blood, flowing down.
But the same.
A terrifying aura of vicissitudes of life slowly rose up.
"Mr. Fan, quickly return to the city to stabilize the formation, abandon other places, and suppress all formations on our side!"
"quick!"
Tang Ming roared.
Outside the city, Fan Zhongtian's expression changed drastically: "Tang Xuantian, what are you going to do?"
"If I don't do anything, someone will kill me. I, Tang Xuantian, am not as big-hearted as Mr. Fan. I am not a saint, and I don't want to be one!"
"My law is very simple, whoever kills me, I will kill!"
Tang Ming let out a beast-like roar from his throat.
This moment.
His deep eyes were already filled with violence, and a prehistoric aura slowly emanated from him.
This breath just appeared.
"Boom!"
The sky above Jinling City suddenly thundered loudly, and endless thunderclouds roared over.
These thunderclouds are far more violent, vast, and terrifying than the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder summoned by Zhang Pingshan.
If people kill me, I will kill people! If heaven wants to kill me, I will destroy heaven! At this moment.
In a life and death crisis.
Tang Ming was ready to give it a go and release the soul of the Immortal Lord.
As soon as the soul of the Immortal Lord comes out, not to mention Zhang Pingshan, even if the founder of Longhu Mountain comes in person, even if the powerful men of the past generations of Longhu Mountain break through the immortal world and come.
Everyone will die! Because he is the Realm Immortal, the Xuantian War Lord, and the Tang Xuantian! In ancient times, an emperor was angry and laid down millions of corpses! He was an Immortal, who in his previous life was in charge of life and death in a domain, and his status was stronger than the emperors of secular dynasties. More than tens of thousands of times! Now.
He was angry! Once the soul of the Immortal Lord is released, Jinling City will inevitably be in danger, but Tang Ming can't control that much.
If he died today and fell in Jinling City, all his cultivation in two lifetimes would be wiped out! The blood feud between his parents would also be wiped out! Su Yurou would even be killed by a killer! The world is unkind and treats all things as rotten dogs. He, Tang Ming, is not pitiful. The Holy Mother of Man, he is Tang Xuantian, the Realm Immortal! "Old dog!"
"If you want to kill me, do it if you have the guts!"
Tang Ming's eyes were red and he let out a low roar like a wild beast.
Boom! Thunder clouds exploded, and the majesty of heaven descended on the earth.
But even with this divine power, it still couldn't suppress Tang Ming's violence.
This moment.
The whole Jinling, no, the whole sky was trembling.
...Outside Jinling City.
Fan Zhongtian, including Bai Han, Xiao Ruirong and others have stopped fighting.
Everyone had deep fear on their faces.
"Damn it, what kind of breath is this?"
Bai Han raised his head and looked at the sky, then looked into Jinling City, his pupils suddenly tightened.
Teng Yuanzhi was the same, with a horrified look on his face: "This is definitely not a breath that can be released by the Nascent Soul Realm. The Divine Realm... no, even at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm, there is absolutely no such breath."
Side of body.
Xiao Ruirong's whole body could not stop trembling: "This is a world-destroying thunder, even more terrifying than the thunder tribulation in the Tribulation Realm. If this thunder comes, the entire Jinling City, including us, will be wiped out."
"No!"
"Even the entire Chinese dragon vein will be wiped out!"
Boom! As soon as these words came out, everyone’s hearts were shaken.
The same was true for Fan Zhongtian. He recalled Tang Ming's previous reminder and was so frightened that cold sweat broke out down his back.
Whoa! He took one step forward and was about to step into Jinling.
But suddenly - "Whoops!"
Quietly, a figure shrouded in black mist emerged.
This man is short in stature, wearing a mask with a grimace, and has an evil and cold aura.
"Mr. Fan, please stop."
The ghost-faced man made a hoarse voice and spoke a slightly broken Chinese dialect.
This person is a Japanese.
Fan Zhongtian's eyes burst out with a fierce light: "Mitsui Amanoko!"
Mitsui Amanoko! A strong man with the background of the overseas super tycoon Mitsui Shogunate, a ghost ninja who is half-step to the divine realm! "Haha, Mr. Fan still remembers me, it's an honor for me."
The grim-faced man raised his eyes with a smile and looked forward: "Everyone, you are not the main culprit in the disaster in Jinling City, so what are you afraid of?"
"If this thunder strikes, Jinling will be destroyed. The blame lies with Tang Xuantian, Longhu Mountain, and Fan Zhongtian."
"With the destruction of Jinling, the territory of Yaowang Valley and Nanling can be expanded."
Um?
Bai Han and others were stunned for a moment, and then a flash of ecstasy flashed deep in their eyes.
indeed.
They were not responsible for this world-destroying thunder. They were not to blame for the destruction of Jinling.
On the contrary, this was caused by Tang Xuantian and forced by the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain. Fan Zhongtian failed in his duty as the guard of Jinling.
And they are not at fault at all! "Haha, Mr. Amanoko is right to remind you, I didn't think enough about it before."
Bai Han smiled and took a step forward to stop Fan Zhongtian.
The same is true for Xiao Ruirong and Fujian Yuanzhi.
"Damn it!"
"Not only did you collude with the overseas Hongmen, you also colluded with the Mitsui Shogunate!"
Fan Zhongtian was extremely angry, with a violent aura all over his body.
No wonder Bai Han and the others still refused to retreat after Dou Honglian died.
No wonder there was always an obscure crisis coming during previous battles that made him dare not let go.
turn out to be.
There is also a half-step god! And he is also a ghost ninja who is very good at assassination! Fan Zhongtian's face is ashen, and he is holding a black bronze bell in his left hand. He is ready to fight for his life. Even if the world-destroying thunder does not destroy Jinling, once Jinling is underground
The release of these things would be a disaster! "You forced me to do this!"
"After today, there will be no more guards in Jinling..." Fan Zhongtian's old eyes released a violent aura.
But suddenly.
A weak soul wave came from a certain area in Jinling City.
"Um?"
Fan Zhongtian raised his eyebrows and was stunned.
This weak soul wave is extremely secretive, even Mitsui Amanoko, a ghost ninja, has never noticed it.
Another weak wave of soul spreads.
Fan Zhongtian was shocked, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, as if a huge stone in his heart had relaxed.
...Inside Jinling City.
At this time, Zhang Pingshan was no longer as bland as before.
He raised his eyes to look at the terrifying thunderclouds above his head, his brows furrowed, his heart trembling, and even the golden light on his body was suppressed by this vicissitudes of life.
An extremely terrifying smell.
"impossible!"
Zhang Pingshan frowned, he didn't believe that this kind of movement was caused by Tang Xuantian.
"Nothing is impossible."
"Zhang Pingshan, you, including Longhushan, bear full responsibility for what happened today. Remember, I will put you in a dilemma of life and death!"
Tang Ming's tone was gloomy. Even though he was covered in blood, the cold aura became more and more violent.
The current Heavenly Master, who is a half-step god and blessed by the nine-character mantra, was frightened by the words of a junior. The more frightened he was, the more ashamed and angry he felt inside, and the stronger his murderous intention.