Chapter 1338 Strong repression, fighting beyond the ranks!
Boom! The howling of ghost energy became more and more fierce.
A burst of wild laughter suddenly sounded: "Hahaha, the gate of hell is wide open, Jinling will soon turn into a netherworld and death realm."
"You strong men in the Ghost Realm, it's me who will help you break the seal."
"I, Bi Xingwei, a witch and ghost sect, am willing to surrender to you and serve the ghosts and gods for the rest of my life..." Bi Xingwei's face was full of enthusiasm.
He previously cut off his left arm and used the bloody energy to break the seal of the ghost gate. Now he used his own blood and essence to condense a complicated and strange formation.
This formation allows him to reach some kind of evil contract with the strong men in the ghost realm.
Introduction time.
He is the servant of the strong man in the ghost realm. He can obtain the power of ghosts and gods to bless him and become a rare strong man in the world.
Ghostly energy rose into the sky.
Later.
A shadow slowly condensed.
Everyone's minds were suspended, staring at this humanoid figure.
"Strong man from the ghost realm, come out!"
"Countless blood and energy in the living world are waiting for you to devour. Please let go of all restrictions and devour..." Bi Xingwei knelt down on one knee and stared forward with a face full of enthusiasm.
but.
A chuckle suddenly sounded.
"Haha, I haven't been back for a while, and Jinling City is actually so lively, with strong people gathering together, and it's such a grand scene."
"It just so happens that I have been in seclusion for many days and am lacking some sandbags for practice."
Accompanied by chuckles.
A delicate figure stepped through the thick ghostly aura and appeared in everyone's sight.
Boom! Everyone was shocked.
Bi Xingwei, in particular, looked dull, with a fanatical smile on his face, but his smile was extremely stiff, and his heart was filled with huge waves.
The door of hell is wide open.
How come he emerged from the ghost gate as a young man full of vitality?
and.
This young man still looks familiar... "Tang Xuantian!"
Fan Zhongtian was shocked, his face full of ecstasy, and he woke up first.
One word stirred up a thousand waves.
Wow! Everyone’s eyebrows were beating wildly. Even Zhang Wenyuan was shocked and looked over in disbelief.
The door of hell is wide open.
But a living person walked out from inside?
And it’s the famous Master Tang in Jinling, the long-missing chairman of the Xuantian Group, Tang Xuantian?
The whole place was dead silent.
Fan Zhongtian came flying over, and he didn't even dare to recognize him. He stood there blankly and hesitated to speak.
"Mr. Fan, what's your expression?"
Tang Ming laughed dumbly: "You see clearly, I am a living person, not a ghost."
Fan Zhongtian swallowed his throat and spoke with difficulty: "You, you're not..." "It was just by chance. I originally came from the Bamboo Forest Mountain, but I happened to encounter the Ghostland Passage, so I came here by the way."
Tang Ming answered with a smile.
By the way?
Fan Zhongtian's mouth twitched, and his mind became even more confused.
The scene in front of me is really incredible.
"Mr. Fan, let's settle the matter first, and I'll explain it to you later."
Tang Ming smiled lightly.
Then, after scanning the whole place, he lowered his eyes and looked at the lost Bi Xingwei next to him. A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that the evil demon has broken through Jinling City. This aura is very familiar. It is estimated that it is lurking in Jinling City."
A monk from the Wugui Sect in the suburbs?"
Bi Xingwei suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were red, staring at the entrance of the passage, as if he was expecting something.
"Don't look, there are no ghosts."
Tang Ming said calmly: "I am the only one who has stepped out of the gate of hell. The situation where the gate of hell is wide open and thousands of ghosts engulf the city as you imagine will never happen again."
Bi Xingwei was extremely angry: "Impossible!"
Boom! Ghost energy surges.
The gate of ghosts was wide open. Although there were no scary ghosts, these ghostly auras were still strong. After Bi Xingwei swallowed these auras, his strength also increased dramatically.
Fan Zhongtian's heart trembled, and the Taomu Flying Sword was filled with killing intent.
"Why bother dealing with this kind of garbage?"
With a smile on his face, Tang Ming slowly raised his hand and clapped it downwards. His movements were casual and careless, but the moment he raised his hand, the whole scene changed dramatically.
Bang! Boom! The void shook, the endless wind roared, and even the mighty ghost energy was pulled by this air machine.
The palm wind fell.
"Go away..." Bi Xingwei's eyes were full of ferocity, and his strong ghost energy roared out, trying to resist the wind from the palm of his head.
But he completely underestimated the power of this attack.
The violent palm wind almost condensed into a solid body, stirring up the spiritual power within a kilometer radius. There was even a strange charm when it fell, as if the entire sky had been smashed down.
"This is... the artistic conception of heaven!"
Zhang Wenyuan's cold eyes narrowed and he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
"This is impossible!"
"Who is this kid?
Why is there the artistic conception of heaven?"
"Could it be that this person is Hua Feng's incarnation?"
"It shouldn't be. He doesn't have Huafeng's aura on him, nor does he seem to be possessed by a strong man..." Nie Wushuang, Ji Ming and others were also shocked.
The artistic conception of heaven.
This is the power of artistic conception that even they cannot control, but now, it is controlled by a secular junior! Ahead.
The palm wind fell.
There was just a crisp "click" sound, and the spirit of ghosts and gods condensed by Bi Xingwei suddenly collapsed. His pupils tightened, and he tried to use his skills to re-condensate.
The result——"..." Bi Xingwei's face suddenly turned pale.
His soul and the spirits of ghosts and gods have completely lost connection.
Bang! The spirits of ghosts and gods were completely wiped out, and a human figure fell directly to the ground.
Bi Xingwei was covered in blood and his face was full of shock and anger: "This is impossible!"
"The method of condensation of the ghost realm emphasizes the unity of mind and spirit, but you, the spirit of ghosts and gods, only rely on the condensation of the soul. It seems that the person who taught you the secret method also held back and did not teach you the complete secret technique."
Tang Ming sneered and shook his head lightly.
Bi Xingwei's heart trembled, and he raised his eyes to the sky with a vicious face: "Han Tianhao, didn't you say that the spirits of ghosts and gods are complete!"
Han Tianhao's eyes were cold and he shouted coldly: "Huh, what a waste, even a junior in the Nascent Soul Realm can't handle it?"
The words fell.
Whoa! He pointed a finger, the void trembled, and a sharp black light shattered the void and struck towards Tang Ming.
"presumptuous!"
Zhang Wenyuan frowned and took a step forward to intercept the attack, but Han Tianhao had already explained everything before taking action. Nie Wushuang Jiming and other powerful men next to him attacked Zhang Wenyuan at the same time.
Rumble! The power of space suddenly locked up.
Zhang Wenyuan's figure stagnated. Although the restraint was quickly broken, Han Tianhao's attack still came down.
"Tang Xuantian, hurry up..." Zhang Wenyuan shouted coldly, he wanted to remind Tang Ming to retreat quickly.
But before the last word "retreat" was uttered, Tang Ming was seen advancing instead of retreating. His deep eyes were full of fighting intent. He stamped his foot in the void, and his whole body rose from the ground like a cannonball.
"Don't know what to fear!"
Han Tianhao sneered.
He is at the seventh level of divine transformation, while the young man in front of him is only at the Nascent Soul realm, or at most half a step into the divine realm. The gap between the two is huge.
The black light broke through the void and came.
Tang Ming suddenly raised his eyes, and a strange power of thunder and lightning flashed in his deep eyes.
next moment.
Click! There was a loud noise out of thin air, terrifying thunderclouds roared in, and the aura of death filled the entire void.
What's even more terrifying is...
Among the thunderclouds, there were dense purple lightnings, billowing ghost fires, and violent aura of death.