Zhang Wenyuan, the strongest Celestial Master in Longhu Mountain, is honored as the Great Celestial Master.
Since Zhang Wenyuan became the patron saint of China, he has been in charge of the Forbidden City and has not taken care of the affairs of Longhu Mountain for hundreds of years.
Because this is the duty of the patron saint.
His responsibilities are in China.
Not in Longhu Mountain.
"Sad."
"You, Zhang Wenyuan, are also a selfish person. When you inherited the Longhu Mountain Celestial Masters, all your cultivation techniques, resources, and opportunities came from Longhu Mountain."
"The result was not good. After being successful in Taoism, he ran to become a patron saint for fame and fortune, leaving Longhu Mountain in decline."
"Zhang Wenyuan, many Heavenly Masters died in the battle at Longhu Mountain. If there is another battle, Longhu Mountain may be wiped out."
Hong Shengying teased.
Zhang Wenyuan's expression was as usual, unmoved at all. He had cultivated to his level, and his Taoist heart was as tough as black iron. How could he be shaken by such words?
Although.
He was really angry at this time.
"I heard that you have a blood spirit base in the Great Rift Valley of East Africa. It is a blood slaughterhouse specially made for you by Hongmen overseas."
"And that uninhabited island in the Atlantic Ocean is also the place where you cultivated blood spirits, right?"
Zhang Wenyuan spoke slowly.
Hong Shengying's expression changed drastically: "Zhang Wenyuan, what do you want to do?
Do you dare to step out of China and take action outside China?"
"Why don't you dare?"
Zhang Wenyuan's tone was cold: "You'd better hide your true identity. No one can tell which day or moment your true identity will be captured."
"As for those two Blood Spirit bases, just treat them as interest."
The words fell! Zhang Wenyuan's figure suddenly collapsed, a fierce wind tiger, and a giant cloud dragon roared straight into the sky.
"Damn it!"
Hong Shengying felt a little numb on the scalp, jumped into the seabed and ran away like crazy.
at the same time.
Forbidden City in Kyoto, China.
Whoa! A golden ray of light shot through the sky at such a speed that even the most powerful people from Kyoto's wealthy families couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation.
In less than a few breaths.
"Roar!"
The wind and clouds are changing, dragons and tigers are roaring.
Zhang Wenyuan's real body has arrived. He lowered his head a little, and the giant dragon of clouds and mist rushed into the bottom of the sea, churning up the waves, making the vast sea area violent and difficult to calm down.
Strangely, the violent waves did not affect China at all.
Hundreds of miles away.
"Bang!"
The giant cloud dragon sprang out of the sea, and Hong Shengying's bloody body was bitten by the ferocious dragon's head, causing blood to flow out.
Zhang Wenyuan came through the air, and with one move with one hand, the blood spirit body shattered into pieces, and then condensed into a blood bead, which he put into his sleeve robe.
The situation is changing again.
Zhang Wenyuan waved towards the territory of China with one hand, and then stepped forward. His figure suddenly disappeared in the vast sea, and only the terrifying roars of dragons and tigers could be heard from the far, far horizon.
...Nordic ice fields.
"boom!"
The glacier exploded.
A violent and angry voice came from the bottom of the glacier: "Zhang Wenyuan, how dare you destroy my two blood spirit bases! Damn it, damn it!"
The sound was like thunder, shaking the entire Nordic ice sheet.
But soon.
The trembling subsided, and even the previously exploded glacier was now covered with ice and snow again, with heavy snow flying and cold wind howling.
A few hours later.
Whoa! Zhang Wenyuan, wearing a golden Taoist robe and a purple gold Taoist temple, appeared above the ice field. His sharp eyes scanned the whole place, and then he galloped away into the distance again.
this.
This is the real power of the gods! The vast world, you can swim around at will!... Inside Jinling City.
Zhang Pingshan and the mysterious strong man are fighting, and in the sky, the sword of the inner demon transformed by Mo Tianhai is also competing with the forbidden talisman.
The great battles shook the heaven and the earth.
Tang Ming was also extremely shocked at this time. He did not expect that his mother would actually leave behind a strong man who was half a step into the divine realm.
Reminiscent of what Shadow Guard Zhao Lin said, there is someone within the Tang family who has been helping secretly, and it should be this person.
"A strong man from the ancient Miao tribe in southern Xinjiang. He has the same surname as his mother and calls himself Lao Nu."
"This person should be my mother's follower back then..." Tang Ming frowned, recalling the sparse memories of his previous life.
When he was a child, he heard his father mention that when his mother married in Jinling, there was an entourage who followed him to Jinling. He should have seen this person when he was a child, but it was so long ago that he couldn't remember his appearance even after meeting him once.
That follower.
This is the mysterious strong man who came to help today. Over the years, this person has been lurking in the dark to help.
Including the Shadow Guard, if this person hadn't helped, the Tang Family would have discovered the clues and eliminated them.
"This person has a great debt to me..." Tang Ming murmured to himself, looking up at the battlefield above his head.
The moment he raised his head.
Quietly, several rays of cold light burst out from the darkness at the same time, murderous intent raging.
Yang Xiong shouted: "Master Tang, be careful!"
Whoa! Eight people with strange figures appeared from the sky, four of them were wearing night clothes and walking with their faces covered, like messengers of the night.
The other four people were wearing black costumes.
Japanese Ghost Ninja! Tang Clan Black Xuan Guard! "Kill!"
A low shout sounded.
Eight people burst out with murderous intent at the same time.
They have been lurking in the dark for a long time. If the mysterious strong man does not help, they will wait quietly for Tang Ming to be killed by Zhang Pingshan.
But now that Zhang Pingshan was being entangled, Tang Xuantian's body was covered in blood and his aura was weak.
It's a good time to attack! The void shook, and four ghost ninjas attacked first.
Almost the moment these people launched their offensive, Tang Ming's eyes turned cold.
"Buzz buzz—" The true meaning of the four swords condensed the sword energy and fell suddenly.
Each sword intent slashed into the void, causing strange soul fluctuations, tearing the void apart and leaving ravines more than ten meters long.
Intersecting vertically and horizontally, turbulent flow of space suddenly appears, like a dragnet.
Tianluo Suppression! This is the secret skill that Mo Tianhai used before, Tianluo Suppression! As soon as Tianluo Suppression came out, with Tang Ming as the center, everything within a radius of 20 meters was covered by space turbulence, and eight killers were killed at the same time.
Sleepy! "Damn it, how can he know how to kill with Tianluo?"
A Black Mysterious Guard shouted angrily.
As Zhennan Swordsman Mo Tianhai's famous killing move, Tianluo's killing move is extremely powerful, especially those tearing space turbulence that cuts across the sky and earth, blocking the world.
Even though Tang Ming's Tianluo Suppression was only a quarter of the size of Mo Tianhai, its power was absolutely terrifying.
"Hahaha, good! Good!"
"I really saw you right. In terms of swordsmanship talent, I am not as good as you, and Ye Jianlong is not as good as you. Master Tang, you are definitely expected to reach the top of the Chinese swordsmanship in the future!"
A sound of laughter came from high in the sky.
Tang Ming cupped his hands and bowed forward: "Thank you, Mr. Mo, for your advice."
This prayer comes from the heart.
Mo Tianhai did not hesitate to risk his life to help him, and even showed him magical powers such as Tianluo Suppression and Killing. This was a great favor.
"I can't thank you enough. I had a great battle today. As a swordsman, I will die in battle even if I die!"
Mo Tianhai laughed loudly, and the cold sword energy pierced the sky.
Tang Ming fell silent. He could clearly feel that Mo Tianhai's inner demon sword continued to weaken.
Mo Tianhai is about to die.
"boom!"
A roaring sound erupted from the front, and the eight killers began to struggle.
Tang Ming's eyes instantly became extremely cold and stern.