Extreme Thunder Technique! This is the magical power of thunder that Tang Ming learned in the secret treasure of Zhulin Mountain.
At this time, when it was unleashed, the mighty killing power spread across the void, and the ghostly ghost fire in the thunder clouds continued to swallow up the evil spirit in Jinling City, and its power increased steadily.
"Yes, it's an unexpected surprise that you can also use these evil spirits to strengthen the ghostly fire in your body."
Tang Ming smiled lightly and nodded.
He was smiling, but the people around him were shocked by the scene before them.
"Why does this thunder technique look familiar..." Zhang Wenyuan frowned slightly. He didn't know that the "Ji Dao Thunder Technique" created by Tang Ming was originally based on the Taoist magical power "Nine Heavens Thunder Technique".
It has been changed, but there are still some signs of the same.
At this time.
The black light cast by Han Tianhao has already struck, and a terrifying power from the late stage of the God Transformation Realm swept out.
"Thunder comes!"
Tang Ming stood with his hands behind his back and shouted suddenly.
The words fell.
Click! A purple thunder snake as thick as a bucket fell from the sky and hit the black awn hard. With the black awn as the center, everything within a radius of 100 meters was covered by the purple thunder net, making a sizzling sound.
Heimang's speed suddenly slowed down.
"Um?"
Han Tianhao frowned, and with a flick of his finger, the black light flashed violently, trying to tear apart the thunder net.
But the next moment.
Thunderclouds roll.
Dozens of thunderbolts crashed down, accompanied by will-o'-the-wisps and aura of annihilation, and surged in with murderous power.
"Bang!"
The black light was completely shattered and disappeared.
Everyone present was even more shocked.
Tang Xuantian was only at the Nascent Soul Realm, but he could actually easily defeat the attack of a late-stage God Transformation?
This feeling is as horrifying as a primary school student knocking the world fighting champion to the ground. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who could believe it?
"The seventh level of divine transformation is nothing more than this."
Tang Ming chuckled lightly and raised his eyes to look at Han Tianhao high in the sky.
"Damn it!"
Han Tianhao's eyes were full of ferocity, and his murderous intention gradually became violent.
But at this time, Zhang Wenyuan snorted coldly, and the sword light filled the air, directly involving Han Tianhao into the battlefield.
"Tang Xuantian, Fan Zhongtian, you two quickly deal with the remaining rioters and seal the gate of hell as soon as possible!"
Leave a word behind.
Whoa! Zhang Wenyuan used his sword domain and once again fought with several top experts, but it was different from before. At this time, it was his turn to delay the enemy.
...over the Purple Mountain.
"Mr. Fan, you are seriously injured, let me handle the rest."
Tang Ming bowed his hands to Fan Zhongtian, then made the magic formula with his hands and pointed it straight at the sky.
The Jidao Thunder Jue started to operate and made a huge roaring sound.
"Boom!"
Purple thunder flashed and ghost fire surged, swallowing up all the evil spirit that filled the void.
These evil spirits are poison to others.
But for Tang Ming, it was a rare treasure that nurtured the Ultimate Thunder Art. It was constantly being devoured, and even the thick black clouds above Jinling City became thinner.
at the same time.
Tang Ming grabbed it downwards with one hand.
Whoa! Bi Xingwei was absorbed by the invisible force. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move at all.
"Don't you want to surrender to the strong man in the ghost realm?
Let me give you a chance to sink into the ghost realm completely."
Tang Ming's hands trembled.
Bang! Bi Xingwei's body was shattered, leaving only a remnant soul screaming in terror: "You, what are you going to do..." Tang Ming smiled without saying a word, suddenly swinging his arm, throwing Bi Xingwei's remnant soul into the black clouds above his head.
This black cloud is full of terrifying and ghostly energy.
If a living soul breaks in, it will suffer the soul-eating pain of ghost energy, just like the torture of purgatory, until the soul flies away and will not be reincarnated forever.
"ah!"
From the black clouds, a blood-curdling scream came out.
Tang Ming didn't care at all. He raised his eyes and looked forward, his eyes indifferent and without any emotion.
"..." Bai Han and Teng Yuanzhi were stared at and their hearts trembled.
"Xiao Ruirong is dead. Now, it's your turn. Yaowang Valley and Nanling have been coveting Jinling City for a long time. You guys, the inheritance must be guaranteed!"
The words fell.
Tang Ming stepped on the void, but he couldn't see how he exerted his strength. The whole void suddenly trembled.
Boom! Loud roar.
Tang Ming shattered the void and appeared in front of Bai Han instantly, punching down with a bang.
This punch contained only pure power without the slightest fluctuation in spiritual power. It was clearly an attempt to compete with a strong man in the divine realm for physical strength.
"court death!"
Bai Han was not surprised but happy.
If Tang Xuantian used the power of the strange thunder method before, he would still be very afraid, but the other party was so arrogant that he could compete with his physical body?
It's simply arrogant and boundless.
The punch comes.
In the depths of Bai Han's pupils, two groups of demonic fire suddenly flashed out. The fire burned the sky, filled with the power of the soul of the God Transformation Realm, causing the void to sway.
"Die!"
Bai Han suddenly shouted, and the demonic fire came out of his body, turning into two fire snakes and rushing towards Tang Ming, blocking all his escape routes.
"Master Tang, be careful!"
Fan Zhongtian's eyelids jumped wildly when he saw it, and he was about to come over to support him, but just as he was about to move, his whole body suddenly froze and stopped.
Only the front can be seen.
Tang Ming's whole body was wrapped in strange fire, and the surrounding void was burned to the point of twisting and swaying.
But he himself was not injured at all.
"That's it?"
Tang Ming raised the corner of his mouth slightly, outlining a hint of evil charm: "I heard that the Nanling Bai family is proficient in fire control. You are also the ancestor of the Bai family. How can you display such power?"
That's all?
Bai Han's mouth twitched, as if he was seeing a ghost.
What he was using at this time was his own natal fire. Not only was the fire extremely powerful, it had been brewed by him for hundreds of years. Even Fan Zhongtian did not dare to resist after using the Nine-Character Mantra.
but now.
His killing moves really seemed like child's play in front of Tang Xuantian.
at this time.
Green inscriptions flashed on Tang Ming's skin, his whole body shook, the void burst, and the blazing alien fire was extinguished. He even moved over instantly and punched it down.
Bang! Puff! Bai Han vomited blood and his pupils suddenly tightened: "This, this is impossible..." "There is nothing impossible, I can only say that your Bai family's temperament is still too low-level."
Tang Ming was condescending and said calmly: "Since you like to play with fire so much, then I will do what you like."
As he spoke, a ghostly green light flashed in his deep eyes, like two clusters of will-o'-the-wisps swaying.
Wow! The will-o'-the-wisps formed and swooped down instantly, covering all of Bai Han.
The ghostly fire burns the soul and soul.
"ah!!"
Bai Han roared in pain and tried his best to use his spiritual power to drive away these will-o'-the-wisps, but as soon as his spiritual power was condensed, it was burned and evaporated by the will-o'-the-wisps.
In his soul, there was inhuman pain.
The screams spread across the void, making people feel numb.
Teng Yuanzhi next to him was frightened to death. He shivered and backed away, but as soon as he moved, a black mist instantly condensed behind him, and two scarlet eyes glowed with bloodthirsty light.