Basong was lying on the ground, his head covered with blood, but his calm eyes were cold and emotionless.
"Are you afraid?"
Cao Jueshan's voice sounded from Basong's mouth again.
"How can you be afraid? Since you dare to come to my Cao family's ancestral temple to kill people, you should be very brave."
"Gong Yi, don't be afraid, I will slowly tear your soul apart with my own hands later..." A crazy and evil smile appeared on 'Basong''s face.
It's just that this smile is crazy and evil.
"Gulu..." Gong Yi felt chills all over her body. She was so frightened that she subconsciously took a few steps back.
It's not just him.
Even everyone in the Cao family had palpitations.
But at this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded: "Don't be ink, I still have something to do."
'Ba Song' paused slightly, and Cao Jueshan's tone returned to normal: "Okay."
The words fell.
"ah!"
Basong roared in pain again and squeezed his head with both hands. Only in this way could he slightly relieve the pain.
After a while.
"Bang——" Bassong's head exploded, blood sputtered out, and all the energy and blood essence in his body was released.
The body was destroyed.
Two streams of light suddenly floated out from the corpse, one as black as ink and the other as gray-white.
Phew! The gray-white remnant soul was extremely weak. Without thinking, it fled towards the door in terror.
"Why, my Cao family is a place where you can come and leave whenever you want?"
Cao Jueshan reached forward and grabbed his hand. In his palm, a terrifying suction force suddenly erupted, sucking the remnant soul directly.
"Cao Jueshan, my master is on Hong Kong Island, you dare to kill me?"
Basong shouted in horror.
His master is an eight-legged arhat from Southeast Asia. He has broken through the realm of divine transformation with the power of his physical body and is a strong person on the heavenly list.
"I won't kill you."
Cao Jueshan said calmly.
Hearing these words, Basong breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could breathe, he heard a very vicious words: "If I don't kill you, I will devour you bit by bit and drain your soul."
Tear apart bit by bit and crush into nothingness!”
The words fell.
Black mist shrouded Cao Jueshan's body, and he suddenly transformed into an extremely ferocious soul beast. It bared its teeth and bit at Basong.
Use your own soul to transform into a ghostly soul beast.
This is also the essence of the soul-moving method, which can swallow the souls of others to strengthen one's own body.
Seeing that the soul beast was about to bite him, Basong's remaining soul suddenly trembled, and a terrifying coercion was released from his body, condensing into the appearance of a lean old man.
"Master, save me!"
Basong screamed in fear.
The frail old man scanned the audience, his eyes as gloomy as ink, stared at Cao Jueshan and said solemnly: "Cao Jueshan, you are lucky, Yang Rusong is dead and you still have a trace of his soul left."
"But, is it useful?"
"Even in your heyday, you were only in the late Nascent Soul Realm. Now, it will be easy for me to destroy you."
During the conversation.
A mighty coercion swept over him, forcing Cao Jueshan's whole body to retreat, and even the soul around him continued to collapse.
This is the strong man on the Heavenly List.
Even if they are hundreds of miles apart, a single ray of soul power can release pressure and crush the Nascent Soul realm.
Just when the frail old man was about to go all out and kill Cao Jueshan directly, suddenly, the void rippled silently, and a finger force penetrated.
Nirvana Finger! "How dare you attack me!"
The frail old man shouted lowly and slapped the finger of silence with his backhand.
But the next moment.
"Pfft..." The finger of annihilation directly penetrated the palm wind, tearing the void instantly and appearing between the frail old man's brows. The endless breath of annihilation made his pupils suddenly shrink.
But the strange thing is that the Nirvana Demon was clearly capable of defeating his soul, but it did not continue the attack and instead collapsed on its own.
The frail old man looked at the ground with a solemn expression at the seemingly ordinary young man: "Who are you?"
"Tang Xuantian."
Tang Ming strolled out.
Tang Xuantian?
As soon as these three words came out, the frail old man's whole body trembled suddenly, and his soul was shaken by the shock.
Tang Xuantian, a new powerful person on the Heavenly Ranking! First he killed Tang Yuansheng, the God of Transformation, and then Lu Chengfeng, the Sword God of the Eastern Region, ascending to the thirty-eighth position on the Heavenly Ranking! The moment the changes in the Heavenly Ranking spread, in the world of strong men, Tang Xuantian
Three words completely made him famous. Although many people questioned, disdained, and sneered, some even guessed that this was a conspiracy of Tianji Pavilion, and they wanted to use Tang Xuantian to disrupt the world of the strong.
But no matter what.
No wind, no wave.
Even if Tang Xuantian doesn't deserve the ranking of thirty-eight, he is still enough to be ranked in the top fifty. After all, he killed Lu Chengfeng! "You are Tang Xuantian!"
The slender old man's eyes flashed slightly, and the void around his body was rippling. It seemed that he was shocked, but in fact, he was trying to send the message back to himself through the means of his soul.
But soon.
Tang Ming chuckled and said, "No need to waste more time."
Whoa! The rippling void around the frail old man was directly suppressed by these words, and the fluctuations in his soul that he had finally gathered were completely cut off.
The lean old man's face changed slightly.
He is now just a ray of soul, which is placed in the natal soul of his direct disciple Basong. If Basong encounters a life or death crisis, he will release his divine fighting power to kill the enemy or send a message to himself.
But just now, the summons he wanted to send to me was stopped.
"Eight-legged Arhat, can I ask you a question?"
Tang Ming raised his head and said calmly: "From what you just said, it is not difficult to tell that you have known about the death of Yang Rusong and Cao Jueshan for a long time."
"I really want to ask, who did you hear this news from?"
Something happened to Yang Rusong and Cao Jueshan at Jinling Zhulin Mountain. Cao Jueshan's physical body was defeated by Yang Rusong, and Yang Rusong was killed by the war spirit master in the relic space.
Logically speaking, the Eight-Legged Arhat is from Southeast Asia and should not know this information.
Unless... Tang Ming didn't wait for the other party to answer, and said calmly: "Zheng Xiaoxuan should have told you, and it was also the Zheng family's idea to attack the Cao family?"
Wow! One word stirred up a thousand waves.
Zheng family?
Cao Jueshan's eyes burst out with a violent and fierce light.
Cao Jueling and many direct descendants of the Cao family were stunned after hearing this. Cao Jueling seemed to have heard something, and his face darkened.
"What is the Zheng family? I don't know."
The Eight-Legged Arhat shook his head and said decisively: "I am a powerful person who transforms into gods. How can anyone in the Zheng family drive me to do things?"
This explanation is very reasonable.
No matter how powerful the Zheng family in Hong Kong is, it is still a worldly wealthy family, and it is impossible to control a strong person in the realm of gods.
Tang Ming shrugged and said casually: "Really? But what if someone stronger oppresses you and forces you to do things for the Zheng family?"
"It's ridiculous, who can oppress me?"
The Eight-Legged Arhat sneered, his breath bursting out, as if he was furious because of these words.
But in fact.
The deepest part of his soul was fluctuating violently, and he had deliberately released his aura just now to cover up the fluctuations in his soul.