Bah, bah, bah... The black face was burned, and some of the black mist was directly evaporated! "Ah!!"
"Damn it, you, how could you possibly control the underworld fire!"
Ghost Face let out bursts of wails. The cyan flame in Tang Ming's hand was the Hellfire. Hellfire has natural lethality against such soul evil things! Under the pain, Ghostface's whole body swelled up, and he directly resisted more than a dozen swords.
With anger, he forcibly rushed out of the sword formation.
Being injured by the sword energy can be repaired slowly.
But under the underworld fire, the origin of his soul will be gradually burned away.
"Sword array, black dragon soul, control the hell fire!"
With a grimace full of fear, he stared at Tang Ming and roared: "Who are you?"
"You don't have to worry about who I am, we have never met before."
"It's you instead."
There was a playful smile on Tang Ming's lips: "Are you the master of Youge Pavilion?"
"good."
The ghost's face was full of viciousness: "You, the Chinese military, destroyed my Youge inheritance, destroyed my physical body, and forced my soul to leave my body and become this human being. Do you still want to kill them all?"
"Boy, if you let me go today, I can hand over the inheritance of Youge's treasure to you. The treasure is not in the treasure house, and even the military department will not know about it."
Ghostface stared at Tang Ming and asked word by word: "How?"
Tang Ming didn't speak, but the smile on his face became brighter.
Grimace had a bad feeling: "Why are you laughing?"
"Of course I'm laughing at you for thinking I'm an idiot."
Tang Ming smiled lightly and said: "First there is the Nine Heavens Corpse Evil Formation, then there is the Qiankun Spirit Locking Formation, and these eight black copper cauldrons. If I guess correctly, they are called the All Heavens Soul Casting Formation, right?"
"These formations are all immortal formations. Do you think a Yuge Pavilion Master in the Nascent Soul Realm can complete them?"
His face changed drastically, and he was about to explain.
But he was interrupted by Tang Ming.
"There is no need to quibble, and there is no need to confuse the audience."
"Your existence has already explained everything. The physical body and soul of a strong person in the Nascent Soul Realm are destroyed. If there is no medium for the soul to leave the body, it can only survive in the air for half a day."
"Furthermore, when the Nascent Soul realm soul leaves the body, it is just a wisp of soul smoke, no more than the size of a baby's fist, but you can transform into shapes, and even display magical powers. At the very least, you are a powerful person who can transcend tribulations and ascend to the realm."
"Am i right?
Ziyou Zhenren."
Master Ziyou! The grimace in front of you is not the master of You Pavilion at all, but Master Ziyou.
A great monk who has transcended tribulation and ascended to the realm.
The real owner of the storage spirit ring! As early as Tang Ming said the full names of the three great formations here, Ghostface's expression became extremely nervous.
The Nine Heavens Corpse Formation, the Universe Soul Locking Formation, and the All Heavens Soul Casting Formation.
These three formations are all formations that have been lost in the secular world, and even the hidden sects only have vague records.
But the young man in front of me knew everything! The ghostly face raised his head solemnly, stared at Tang Ming and said solemnly: "Boy, just based on these formations, do you think I am Zhenren Ziyou?
It’s too far-fetched.”
"Do you still want to be tough?"
Tang Ming turned his hands and took out the storage ring and disguise mask.
"These two items seem to have no soul imprint, but there is a hidden blood curse engraved inside. You placed these treasures in the most conspicuous position, didn't you deliberately let others take them away?"
"You can deceive others, but you can't deceive me."
There was a hint of sarcasm in the corner of Tang Ming's mouth.
He knew the other party's plan from the beginning.
If Zhenren Ziyou really perishes, even if the storage ring and the disguise mask become ownerless objects, some soul marks will remain.
But these two things are so clean.
It's as clean as a brand new magic weapon just cast out of the furnace.
In his previous life, Tang Ming was in the Immortal Realm and killed countless high-level monks. Not to mention the Tribulation and Ascension Realm, even Daluo Jinxian and Immortal King, many fell in his hands.
The trophies recovered were countless.
When a high-level monk dies, the natal magic weapon will not immediately become ownerless. The remaining mark of the soul still needs to be erased by the new owner.
"Your calculation is very good."
"If the person who enters the treasure house is a strong person from the military, and they don't know this, they will definitely be ecstatic when they see the treasure. Once they shed blood and recognize its owner, they will be under your blood curse and will be controlled by you."
Tang Ming slowly shook his head: "It's a pity that you met me today."
Ghostface's face was as gloomy as ink.
Now that his identity has been revealed, Ghostface luckily gets straight to the point.
"Boy, you have such deep thoughts, I admire you."
"Since you know my identity, you should understand that I can give you a great fortune. I founded You Pavilion for hundreds of years just to create a peerless immortal weapon!"
"If you let me go, I can give you this fairy weapon. Wouldn't it be fun to roam the world from now on?"
The grimace said in a faint tone: "The path to immortality is vast and you are extremely talented, so what if you are backed by a secular dynasty?
Can China help you achieve the supreme path?
Can China help you reach the top of the immortal path?
Can China help you embark on the road to immortality?"
"cannot!"
"When monks like us set foot on the immortal path, we walk on a single-plank bridge!"
"Today you just need to let me go and grant you a monstrous fortune that is worth your hundreds of years of hard work!"
The grimace became more and more excited as he spoke, and there was a certain temptation in his voice that spread silently.
Soul Dao Charm! He was confident that he could charm the young man in front of him. The original Youge Pavilion Master was not charmed by him and eventually became his puppet.
But the next moment, Tang Ming's words made his face freeze.
"You said so much, but you still refused to turn into your true form and talk to me. It seems you are planning to plot against me, right?"
"What a coincidence."
Tang Ming grinned: "The reason why I tell you so much is because I have the same idea."
The grimace looked stunned for a moment, but soon his expression changed drastically, and the black mist dissipated and fled towards the ground.
But it's too late.
"Roar--!"
The black dragon soul suddenly let out a dragon roar, and the ghost fire dragon's breath spewed out. At the same time, the ground cracked and the rocks opened, and a sword formation covering a fifty-meter radius rose up.
As early as when Tang Ming was talking to Ghost Face, he was already secretly setting up the sword formation.
"Boom!"
The Hellfire Dragon Breath did not hit the ghost face, but instead sprayed towards Shura's Flying Sword.
The sound of the sword sounded, and the entire body of the Shura Flying Sword was filled with the dragon's breath of hell fire, and billowing hell fire erupted from the entire sword array.
The sword array is used as the carrier, and the dark fire dragon breath is the eye of the array.
"rise!"
Tang Ming formed a magic formula with both hands and slapped it on the ground.
The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the Hell Fire Sword Formation suddenly rose up. From a distance, it looked like a huge Hell Fire Autumn.
"Pfft--" Ghostface made a corrosive sound all over his body.
He is formed by condensing the spiritual power of the divine soul, and the dragon supernatural power of the black dragon soul, the ghost fire dragon breath, has the most terrifying damage to the soul evil.
Corroding the soul! "Ah!!"
Ghostface let out a blood-curdling scream, its scarlet eyes stared at Tang Ming, exuding extreme malice.
Whoa! Suddenly billowing black mist rose from the ground and poured into the ghost faces.
After a while, a human figure condensed into shape.
An old man with a vicious face and purple robe appeared.