"Tang Ming, you have to die..." Xiao Ruirong roared in fear.
He is the old valley master of Yaowang Valley! He is a monk in the realm of transformation into gods! He originally thought that during this trip to Zhulin Mountain, he would gain abundant fortune and be able to further his cultivation in the realm of gods.
Who knows.
But he lost his life here! At this moment, Xiao Ruirong was extremely frightened, especially when he felt the terrifying energy of the pursuers from behind, he was even more frightened.
"Tang Ming, please stop this person. I, I am willing to surrender to you. I can give you the entire Yaowang Valley. I have supreme alchemy skills and there are rich resources in the Yaowang Valley. I can give them away."
for you."
"Tang Ming, tell him to stop!"
Xiao Ruirong let out a desperate cry.
"Xiao Ruirong, you think too highly of yourself. In my heart, you, including the entire Medicine King Valley, are trash in my eyes."
"Also, if I'm not wrong, Yang Junlan should have also started to take action. If you bring this woman into Yaowang Valley, you will be taking advantage of the flock of sheep."
"I estimate that Yaowang Valley will change owners in the future, and your Yaowang Valley lineage will not survive for long."
"Have a nice trip, I won't send you away."
Tang Ming smiled lightly and spoke.
The words fell.
Xiao Ruirong didn't even have time to react, and the terrifying energy all over his body suddenly dropped.
"Bang!"
Exploded with energy.
Xiao Ruirong's natal soul was directly swallowed up and disintegrated.
Boom! On the same spot, the rolling power of the soul and the spiritual power of heaven and earth collapsed crazily.
This is the sign of the fall of the monks in the realm of gods. They absorb the heaven and earth during their lifetime and give back to the heaven after their death.
The old owner of Yaowang Valley, Xiao Ruirong.
Completely fallen!... Long Yuan reached out and grabbed the powerful soul power and spiritual power of heaven and earth in front of him, condensed them into two groups of spiritual objects, and threw them to Tang Ming.
"Thank you, senior."
Tang Ming was not polite and accepted these two groups of spiritual objects.
In any case, this is also the essence left behind after the death of the monks in the realm of gods. It is an excellent resource for recovering injuries or for self-cultivation.
Long Yuan nodded slightly, and then said: "Tang Xiaoyou, I have fulfilled your request. Now, there should be no worries, right?"
"Of course."
Tang Ming smiled and said: "No matter what, as long as I can take you out, I will naturally go all out. As for your side..." At this point, he paused.
Long Yuan said calmly: "We will try our best to negotiate a result, but at least I, Long Yuan, am willing to let go of the soul and let the little friend leave the mark of the soul."
"But it's too early to say this at this time."
"My little friend, it's better to improve your cultivation first, and then find the passage. I will also teach the "Xuanwu Sutra" as soon as possible."
Tang Ming nodded slightly and walked towards the depths of the mausoleum.
The surrounding blood-killing legions stood silently.
The cold wind is biting and the fighting spirit is low.
Even though these elite soldiers have been dead for hundreds of years, their iron-blooded will remains undiminished.
Tang Ming walked among them. The soldiers on both sides were motionless and did not exude any hostility.
soon.
His figure disappeared from sight.
Long Yuan withdrew his gaze, sighed inwardly, and looked at Xue Sha and Hu Ben: "What are your plans now?"
General Huben frowned and remained silent.
The blood-killing general made a hoarse voice: "Long Yuan, we sacrificed 30,000 elites back then, how many are left now?"
"Less than five thousand..." There was a touch of sadness in Long Yuan's tone.
Xue Sha trembled all over and asked again: "Where is the general?"
"Counting you and me, there are only five people who are still alive and have recovered their spiritual wisdom. The other two are Qiu Tianfeng and Wei Yan."
Long Yuan sighed.
Thirty thousand elite.
There is less than five thousand left.
Of the eighteen generals and commanders back then, only five remain.
Boom! The blood killer holds a sword, his murderous intent spurts out, and he is so violent that he asks: "Why did you suddenly change your mind about what you promised back then?"
"Who knows."
Long Yuan's tone was cold: "When this ancient ruins were discovered, Emperor Taizu blocked the news and spent a lot of national power to open it up. Logically speaking, we should not give up halfway."
General Huben's eyes were scarlet and he said angrily: "We, the Master of Hundred Wars, are the heroes among the heroes of the Ming Dynasty. We thought we could transform into war spirits to protect the Ming Dynasty for thousands of years!"
"Who would have thought that he would be abandoned without any reason!"
"I can not be reconciled!"
"I would rather die on the battlefield and be wrapped in horse leather than be suppressed in this prison forever!"
"Long Yuan, no matter what others choose, I, Hu Ben, just want to break free from this cage!"
An evil spirit condensed.
Huben holds an ax in both hands, with murderous intent.
Long Yuan looked back: "Xuesha, what about you?"
"Of course I don't want to suppress him forever, but... you just said that if you want to break free from the prison here, you have to let the junior just brand your soul."
"Then from now on, don't we have to live under someone else's roof forever?
To be used by others?”
Xue Sha's tone was a little solemn.
"This is the price. To put it bluntly, we are all dead people. Since we have to live again, we must pay the price."
"Without the human spirit, we can't leave here no matter what. This is a hard condition."
Long Yuan sighed and said, "I understand your worries. I didn't want to do it at the beginning, but as time goes by, when your cultivation reaches a breakthrough and you no longer need to sleep, you will find how hopeless this prison is.
"
"As time goes by, we can only stay here and look at this plain for eternity."
"Even if he dies, his soul will be integrated into the evil spirit of war and endure the wear and tear of endless years."
Speaking of this, Long Yuan could not help but feel deep fear flashing across his face even though he had the fourth level of divine transformation.
Xue Sha and Hu Ben were even more trembling with despair on their faces.
"It's okay to be controlled by others, but we can eventually get out of the outside world."
"The outside world is the real and vast world. You have heard just now that Tang Xiaoyou has many enemies in the outside world. When the time comes, it will be better for us to go out and kill the enemies for them and fight vigorously than to suffer endless suffering here."
"More!"
Long Yuan's eyes flashed: "When we go out, we can gradually investigate what happened back then and figure out why the plan failed!"
"Is it a force majeure factor, or are we...being teased!"
As soon as these words came out.
Xue Sha and Hu Ben's breathing also became rapid.
"In that case, I have no objection."
Xue Sha clenched his sword tightly: "Go out to fight fiercely and find out the truth of the past. As you said before, in the previous hundreds of years we lived for duty and belief."
"In the years to come, I only want to live for myself!"
Whoa! A sword light appeared, cutting through the heaven and the earth.
On the desolate plain, a deep ravine was cut out, which was ten meters deep and five hundred meters long! "The reason why I became the Supervisor back then was because I had an insight into people's hearts, especially after practicing the "Xuanwu Sutra"
, my soul’s spiritual power has skyrocketed, and I can see people and events more clearly.”
"Whether it's Tang Anyin back then or Tang Xiaoyou today, the talents of this father and son are among the best, at least much better than us."
"Following such a talented person is not a bad thing."