"It's a joke. The Immortal Emperor Cangyuan said the same thing back then, but he still failed to kill me in the end!" Xuanyuan Ming's pupils were filled with blood, obviously recalling the memories of the past.
Hearing this name again, Tang Ming's expression suddenly became more awe-inspiring.
As long as the Immortal Emperor is involved, it is no longer within his reach.
"Who are you?" Tang's hoarse voice sounded.
"Does it matter who I am? As long as you know that you are going to die here." Xuanyuan Ming said coldly.
The huge evil spirit erupted again, and the bloody aura instantly condensed on the blood sword. At this moment, the seven sword spirits seemed to be sensing something, and they kept sending out dangerous alarms.
At this moment, in the hall, blood clouds were surging, thunder was rolling, and the overwhelming pressure swept over them instantly.
Tang Ming, who was standing below, suddenly felt the pressure doubled. This level of power had exceeded the limit that he could resist.
At this moment, Tang Ming's arms began to tremble, which came from instinctive fear.
Obviously, he has no way to defeat this opponent, and even escaping is probably a luxury.
"When I kill you, I will dismember you and bury the Qinglian Fairy Sword forever. By then, the entire Cangqiong Continent will be in the possession of our domain."
The turbulent sea of thunder was constantly filled with the breath of blood, and the originally cold blood swords began to come to life one after another, emitting majestic sword sounds.
Tang Ming also understood that if the other party used his tricks, he would have no chance of survival.
The two sword blades were immediately filled with spiritual power, and they immediately shot out countless sword energy and rushed towards the sea of thunder.
However, after those sword energies entered the sea of thunder, they seemed to sink into the sea without stirring up any waves.
At this moment, Xuanyuan Ming seemed to have seen an ant struggling desperately, and sneered, "A mayfly shaking a tree will eventually die. No matter who holds the fairy sword, they will not be able to fight against the realm!"
A streak of blood suddenly appeared in the raging thunderous blood cloud, and a huge and ferocious hand immediately grabbed Tang Ming.
In order to get a chance of survival, Tang Ming united his two swords. The two sword blades resonated one after another and began to accumulate a terrifying sword energy.
This is Tang Ming's last spiritual power as a bet, just to be able to plan a way out in a dead situation.
The cyan sword energy instantly shot straight into the sky, approaching the bloody hand with its mighty power.
"boom!"
The two forces collided with each other, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.
But at this moment, Tang Ming had already used all his strength, while Xuanyuan Ming had just used his strength.
"Ant, also trying to shake the sky?"
As he spoke, the thunder clouds rolled again, and the bloody sword pierced the blue sword energy like a fallen comet.
"Bang!"
The two blood-colored energy bodies instantly shocked Tang Ming and retreated steadily.
Taking a closer look at the cyan sword energy, it was already on the verge of collapse.
"Pfft" Tang Ming vomited blood and had begun to overdraw the spiritual power in his body.
Still not working?
Let the fairy sword erode his body again and inspire the power of the fairy sword?
No, if I use it again, I'm afraid my body will completely collapse.
But is there any way to get out of this situation now?
Tang Ming, who was still thinking about a solution, felt a breath quietly emerging from behind him.
Turning his head to look, Lin Yao had slowly stood up with support on his body, but what was different from before was that silver sparks began to appear on his body.
"It seems that we need to use the secret skills learned in Yaolong Holy Land."
After finishing his words, Lin Yao pulled apart his clothes, revealing a lifelike silver thunder dragon on his shoulder.
This dragon soared into the clouds and mist, but its eyes were slightly closed, losing some of its charm.
But Lin Yao roared loudly.
"Silver Dragon, open!"
As his deafening voice sounded, the silver dragon attached to his body suddenly opened its eyes, and a powerful real dragon aura suddenly appeared.
"Spiritual advanced martial arts, the roar of the silver dragon!"
The silver dragon in his body instantly broke free from its restraints and transformed from his body into a physical entity. He raised his head and roared with the majesty of looking down at the world.
"I didn't expect that there are real dragons living here in this lower realm!" Xuanyuan Ming was a little surprised.
Lin Yao stepped forward, the silver dragon surrounded his body, like the son of a true dragon, the aura in his body surged wildly, and powerful spiritual power began to burst out.
The silver dragon immediately attached itself to the gun body, and with Lin Yao's throw in the air, it instantly turned into a real dragon and rushed towards the sky, colliding with the bloody sword.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
The violent collision resounded throughout the entire hall.
Several forces collided with each other, causing a series of explosions. The huge shock wave shattered all the bronze statues, and even the remaining six stone statues were also affected.
A powerful impact swept across the ground like a hurricane. Tang Ming held swords in both hands and stood in front of Lin Yao, unfolding a lotus to wrap the two of them.
"Buzz!"
Scattered sword sounds and explosions continued to sweep over the lotus.
"Crack!"
Only a small sound was heard, and the lotus began to break like a mirror.
In the end, they could no longer hold up and were completely broken. The two figures also surged out of the hall along with the shock wave of the explosion.
"Cough cough cough!"
Tang Ming spat out a mouthful of blood. Fortunately, he had already walked out of the hall and used Qinglian's spiritual power to begin to recover the injuries in his body.
"Looks like I need to leave quickly..."
Looking at Lin Yao who was beginning to fall into coma next to him, he could only carry him on his back and use careful spiritual power to climb out of the mountain abyss bit by bit.
"Snapped!"
When Tang Ming's palms had already touched the peak of the mountain abyss, several palms instantly grabbed his figure and began to pull the two of them out of the dark shadow.
"The captain is out!" a disciple suddenly shouted.
When everyone saw this, they quickly came to Lin Yao's side.
Seeing that he was still breathing, they all had happy smiles on their faces.
"Great, the captain is still alive."
But when he saw Tang Ming, there was a bit of blame in his eyes.
"Why are you taking risks? Didn't I tell you to follow orders?"
"If something happens to the captain this time, can you take responsibility?"
The series of questions made Tang Ming feel a little ashamed.
If he hadn't been too eager to find the fruit in exchange for the Blood Lin Fruit, Lin Yao would never have been seriously injured.
"Don't blame him..." Lin Yao's weak voice sounded slowly.
"If it weren't for him, he wouldn't know what's down there. Quickly inform the nearby headmaster that the Yinsha Sect has obtained weapons, and let the sect prepare quickly."
"good!"
"Inform the disciples at the foot of the mountain immediately!"
After that, he sounded the alarm in the sky, and a firework suddenly exploded into the sky from the bamboo tube in his hand.
It was obviously a signal exclusive to the Martial Arts Holy Land.
The disciples around him immediately helped Lin Yao up and began to walk slowly down the mountain.
Tang Ming, on the other hand, walked at the end without saying a word. After all, he almost died this time because of his recklessness. When he returned, he needed to apologize to the disciples of the expedition team.
Just when everyone put down their guard, countless thunderclouds suddenly emerged from the depths of the mountain stream.
Countless fierce roars made all the disciples look horrified.
In the bloody thunder cloud, a bloody long sword shot out instantly, heading towards Tang Ming's vitals.
Tang Ming, who had no spiritual power at this moment, naturally had no protective measures.
"puff!"
The huge sword penetrated the body, and blood dripped on the bones at his feet.
Tang Ming's figure immediately fell to the ground.
