Dust fills the sky and fills the sky and the earth.
The river not far away was even more stirred and rolled by waves.
"Roar——" The one-horned dragon fell from a high altitude, its hard scales cracked in many places, and the dragon stopped bleeding and dyed a large area of water red.
"Tang Xuantian, you forced me to burn the power of the Nascent Soul, and you deserve death!"
A vicious voice resounded throughout the world.
Xiang Zongping, with disheveled hair and blood all over his body, stood proudly high in the sky.
The power of the Nascent Soul was ignited, which was no less than a waste of his life. Because of this, his hatred for Tang Ming reached its peak.
"It was obviously you who was following me, and you had malicious intentions and ended up capsized in the gutter. What does it have to do with me?"
Tang Ming sneered: "Why, if you come to catch me, I will just have to hold my hands and catch you."
"snort!"
Xiang Zongping snorted coldly and stared at Tang Ming with his red eyes: "It cost me a hundred years of Nascent Soul life. Tang Xuantian, even if you don't die, I want you to never be able to stand up."
"From now on, don't even think about returning to Jinling City."
"Go to Nanling and become a puppet alchemist."
He took one step forward.
Whoa! Xiang Zongping suddenly appeared in front of Tang Ming and reached out to grab him. Tang Ming, who was five meters away, was absorbed by Qi Jin and was directly lifted into his hand.
"Um?"
Xiang Zongping's eyelids twitched.
He originally thought he would encounter resistance, but who knew that Tang Xuantian had no intention of resisting and was controlled by him so easily.
No! It's a scam! Xiang Zongping's heart thumped, and he wanted to throw the person in his hand away with his backhand.
But it's too late.
"Haha, I was worried about how to get close, so you gave me such a big gift."
Tang Ming pursed his lips and smiled, then grabbed Xiang Zongping's arms with his backhand.
"Suo Yuan!"
"Trapped spirit!"
"Forbidden God!"
Tang Ming's eyes flashed with green light, and several formations burst out from his palms, pouring into Zongping's body along his arms.
Xiang Zongping was so frightened that his scalp was numb and his hands were shaking.
Bang! Tang Ming was thrown away and a mouthful of blood spurted out before he even hit the ground.
With his cultivation level at the Foundation Establishment Realm, he was attacked by a strong person at the Nascent Soul Realm. Even with the Qingming Dao Body, he suffered serious injuries.
But - Tang Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and grinned: "Xiang Zongping, you're done."
"Huh, pretending to be a ghost."
Xiang Zongping sneered and said, "Tang Xuantian, don't struggle pointlessly. The Nascent Soul realm is never something you can fight against."
"I admit that you are very powerful, and you are even worthy of being called the Qilin Tianjiao, but you... huh?"
Halfway through his words, Xiang Zongping suddenly froze.
Because he found that Tang Ming didn't listen to him at all, but turned around and ran away.
Even the one-horned dragon on the water bank twisted its body and fled towards the depths of the river.
"childish!"
"Tang Xuantian, where can you run to today?"
Xiang Zongping said with a sarcastic smile.
Tang Ming ignored it and ran a hundred meters away, setting up dozens of defensive formations in front of him one after another before turning his head.
I saw him utter one word.
"burst!"
A cold voice echoed from a distance.
Xiang Zongping thought it was a trick, so he subconsciously flew away from the ground and used the power of his soul to explore the surroundings.
"Um?"
"My soul is imprisoned..." Xiang Zongping frowned and his mind sank into his body.
Then.
He found that in his Nascent Soul, there was a little black dragon, or a little loach, full of pure soul power, wandering around.
It's that black dragon... Xiang Zongping suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart because he found that the little loach was constantly expanding.
"Damn it!"
"That evil beast dared to cut his own soul and explode!"
Xiang Zongping's whole body was cold and his scalp was numb. He quickly circulated his spiritual energy to seal his Nascent Soul and Soul.
but.
no response.
Neither the Nascent Soul nor the soul, nor even the spiritual power within the body, can be used.
That little loach has expanded more than ten times.
"Damn it, stop it, stop it!"
"Stop it!"
Xiang Zongping was trembling all over, even his whole soul was trembling.
Once the power and soul of the Nascent Soul are detonated.
he.
The soul is in disarray! There is no place to die! There is not even a chance to seize the body! "Stop!"
"Tang Xuantian, stop quickly, I, I am willing to surrender to you, I am willing to be a cow or a horse, you don't...detonate it, please don't detonate it!"
Xiang Zongping was extremely frightened.
Seeing that the little loach was about to explode, he begged and shouted to Tang Ming.
Poof! Xiang Zongping knelt down on his knees, and the fear that drove him out of his soul made him forget his face.
"If you beg me, I will stop detonating."
Tang Ming stood in the distance and smiled lightly.
"I beg you, I beg you, Master Tang, I beg you not to detonate it."
"I'm in the Nascent Soul realm. I can be your guard, and I can also help you kill enemies. As long as you give the order, this old bone of mine will be at your disposal."
"I just ask you to spare my life."
Wailed to Zongping and begged for mercy.
A dignified man with strong foundations in the Nascent Soul Realm knelt down and cried bitterly, begging for mercy from a junior at the Foundation Establishment Realm.
If this spreads out, it may cause quite a stir.
"When you said that, I immediately reacted."
Tang Ming said calmly: "I really have many enemies, and these people deserve to die because they attacked my parents and put them in trouble, and even broke up my family."
"Xiang Zongping, are you willing to help me kill these people?"
"Of course!"
Xiang Zongping was overjoyed: "As long as you name the enemy, Master Tang, I will kill him later."
"Is this true?"
Tang Ming asked quietly.
"It's absolutely true and absolutely not false, I..." Xiang Zongping raised his head to express his loyalty.
But the next moment.
He was stunned.
Tang Ming was seen stroking his face with his hand, and the fluctuations in his spiritual power dissipated, revealing a slightly delicate face.
If we talk about the previous Tang Xuantian, his face was sharp and angular, and there was great majesty in his coldness.
So at this time, Tang Xuantian's facial features were slightly softer, and he lacked the brilliance and coercion. Although he was not as handsome as before, he had an elegant and calm temperament.
"Xiang Zongping, do you still know me?"
"My name is Tang Ming, the good-for-nothing young man who was expelled from the Tang family in Jinling."
"My father's name is Tang Anyin."
"Twelve years ago, there was a dramatic upheaval in Jinling. The Xiang family turned against each other. You, Xiang Zongping, attacked my father from behind. I'm sure you haven't forgotten this, right?"
Tang Ming's tone was cold.
The understatement was like the cold air in the Nine Netherworld Prison, making Xiang Zongping feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
The moment Tang Ming regained his true appearance, he realized something was wrong.
"You, you..." "Are you Tang Anyin's son?
This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!”
Xiang Zongping's pupils tightened violently.
Tang Anyin’s son! Is he Tang Xuantian?
How is it possible! How can a loser become a cultivator, how can he be a master of alchemy, how can he defeat himself, a strong man in the Nascent Soul Realm?
This moment.
The absurdity and fear in Xiang Zongping's heart even made him temporarily forget the threat of death.