With him as the center, a radius of tens of meters was filled with the laws of space. Whether it was his own conversation or the spirit of the earth's dragon veins, people outside could not see or hear it at all.
so.
He doesn't need to hide it either.
Hong Xiong's expression changed again and again. He scanned the whole place and found that the people outside were indifferent. He immediately knew that he had fallen into some kind of confinement formation.
Tang Qingming did not come from the secret realm at all.
But come to China.
Hong Xiong's eyes flashed with fierceness. He, Jiuyang Palace, was one of the forces that advocated attacking China back then, and both sides were equally powerful.
‘If this news can be spread, the four major sects will definitely reward you.”
Hong Xiong's eyes flashed slightly, and he had already made a decision in his heart.
The next moment.
"boom!"
A murderous aura erupted from his body, and nine fire dragons roared and rushed toward him crazily.
Kowloon enters the body.
Hong Xiong's body was surrounded by flames, and a war spirit clad in fire armor condensed behind him.
The laws of heaven and earth!
Lord Chiyan!
"kill!"
Hong Xiong burst out with a roar, and the huge and majestic armored battle armor behind him held a flaming sword and slashed out a beam of sword light.
Wow!
The sword light was fierce and violent, and the temperature of the entire void skyrocketed.
Tang Ming's eyes were cold, and a purple lightning mark appeared in the center of his eyebrows. The realm of the extreme realm was activated, and golden light bloomed in his pupils.
Buzz!
The void ripples.
The harsh light of the sword in front was distorted. It was clearly slashing at Tang Ming, but it strangely changed its angle and slashed out of the void from another place, and instead struck at Hong Xiong himself.
"The laws of space..."
Hong Xiong's expression changed drastically, and he quickly retreated, hurriedly resolving the sword attack.
Even so, he was extremely afraid of Tang Ming's strength at this moment!
Cultivating at the Divine Transformation Realm, you can understand the laws of space and control your heart.
Such people are simply monsters!
Compared to his shock, Tang Ming was very happy, and the depths of his pupils were filled with golden light.
Wow!
The sword lotus bloomed, and no trace could be seen at all. The strong sword energy directly surrounded Hong Xiong.
Poof!
Poof!
The sword energy surged, leaving blood marks on Hong Xiong's body.
"Damn it!"
Hong Xiong was extremely furious, but also extremely frightened.
Because every time he attacks, he cannot touch Tang Ming at all. This is the horror of the Space Law.
It's simply a dimensionality reduction blow.
"No, we can't delay it any longer!"
Hong Xiong was anxious and unbearable. He gritted his teeth and seemed to show some cruelty. He pressed the seal between his eyebrows with his hands.
The next moment.
boom!
A fierce fire burst out from Hong Xiong's body, and the Dharma, Heaven, Elephant and Earth statue behind him also began to burn.
"Heavenly fire burns the body, Nine Suns Universe!"
"break!"
Hong Xiong roared.
There was only a loud bang, the sky and the earth exploded, and a majestic and fiery breath was released from his body.
Click!
The surrounding void suddenly cracked.
At this time, Hong Xiong's eyes were filled with boiling fire, and his whole person was like a god born out of fire, with his aura rising steadily.
Even the surrounding sword energy began to melt under this high temperature.
"Um?"
Tang Ming frowned slightly, seeing cracks appearing in the space barrier he had finally condensed, and couldn't help but shake his head.
"With my current strength, it is still too difficult to maintain the space barrier. A person with the late-stage burning foundation of the God Transformation Realm can break through the confinement."
"If we face those at the peak of their transformation into gods, we can't trap them at all."
"As for the more powerful old monsters, this space law poses no threat to them..."
Tang Ming murmured to himself.
Little did he know that his words sounded like thunder in Hong Xiong's ears.
In the world of cultivation, realm is the king, and few people can leapfrog and fight.
It is simply unbelievable that someone like Tang Ming, who is only at the late stage of the Divine Transformation Realm, fantasizes about confronting old monsters at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm, or even the Tribulation Realm.
finally.
As the laws of heaven and earth collapsed behind Hong Xiong, the space barrier maintained by Tang Ming also collapsed.
Whoosh!
Hong Xiong flashed out, returned to the palace hall, looked at the powerful men around him, and roared: "Quickly go, pass the news to the four major sects, Tang Qingming is from..."
The words are not finished yet.
A bloody sword lotus suddenly swallowed him up.
"Just because I can't conquer you with the power of space doesn't mean I can't kill you."
Tang Ming's tone was cold: "Those who want to surround and kill my disciples are already dead."
Zheng!
Shura's flying sword rose into the air, swirling with boiling blood, and slashed down with a bang. The bloody sword lotus transformed into a sword prison and strangled Hong Xiong's body instantly.
The spatial barrier he just used was just a whim of Tang Ming's wish to hone his space laws.
Eliminating the laws of space, with Tang Ming's combat power, it was easy to kill a late-stage cultivator in the realm of gods.
"Pfft!"
"Bang!"
Hong Xiong died, and a remnant of his soul was swallowed by the sword lotus.
Seeing this scene, the thin old man who was the only remaining person in the late stage of the Divine Transformation Realm was so frightened that he abandoned his sect disciples and ran for his life into the distance.
Tang Ming glanced at him, expressionless.
Zheng!
Shura's flying sword tore through the void and passed straight through this man's heart, with a murderous intent that instantly devoured his life.
So far.
All four of the four powerful men in the late stage of the Divine Transformation Realm died.
But it's not over yet.
Shura's flying sword brought out the afterimages. In the hall, the monks from various sects who had previously participated in the siege of Liu Wan and Ziri were killed one by one.
Blood sputtered out.
Rivers of blood flowed.
There were corpses all over the ground.
It's like purgatory on earth.
In the corner, there were many onlookers and latecomer monks. Seeing this scene, their faces turned pale with fright and they did not dare to run away. They just stood there trembling.
"Plop!"
A monk at the early stage of the Divine Transformation Realm couldn't bear the pressure, so he knelt down and begged for mercy: "Sect Master Tang, I and we didn't attack your disciple just now."
Tang Ming lowered his eyes, his cold eyes made this man's scalp numb.
"If you had taken action, one of you would be dead by now."
"Remember, no one of my Qingming Sect disciples can touch me!"
"roll!"
A cold shout.
The surviving monks didn't dare to stay. They fled one by one and left this purgatory.
The place was completely quiet.
Tang Ming landed on the ground and came to Zi Ri. Although Zi Ri's injuries were stable at this time, his mind was already in chaos.
He was originally a corpse puppet of the Heavenly Evil. By chance, he experienced thunder from the sky and was born with spiritual intelligence. He was then accepted as a disciple by Tang Ming, and went to the Confucius Temple in Jinling to be irrigated with cultural energy. Eventually, his spiritual intelligence was perfected and he became a complete living being.
But he was seriously injured just now.
The evil energy within the body of the Tiansha corpse puppet was out of control, causing Zi Ri's spiritual intelligence to fall into chaos. If the chaos is not corrected in time, Zi Ri's spiritual intelligence will completely dissipate, and he will become a zombie puppet who only knows killing and fighting again.
"Sect Master, I'm sorry, I didn't protect them well."
Wei Changbo came over with a guilty look on his face and knelt down on one knee, covered in blood.
"It's not your fault."
Tang Ming shook his head slightly and threw out a few bottles of elixir: "You go to heal your wounds first."
Say it.
He turned back to look at Liu Wan, whose face was pale, and a little bit of spiritual energy entered his body, helping him stabilize the extremely yin power in his body.
"You go and heal your injuries first."
"Don't worry, I will make Ziri recover."
Tang Ming's tone was solemn. As he spoke, he also reached out and grabbed it in the middle of the hall.
Whoa! Two ancient treasures were taken into his pocket, and many exquisite formations were arranged around him. Finally, his hand was suspended above Zi Ri's head, and a majestic power of the soul was released.