Hearing Tang Ming's voice, Xuanyuan Ming's expression suddenly turned cold.
"Boy, you will definitely die here today!"
After saying that, he activated the bloody cloud again, and another palm slowly stretched out again.
Seeing a giant hand appear in the sky, Tang Ming suddenly smiled. At this moment, he could no longer lift the sword.
However, the fruit has already arrived in his pocket. No matter what his future outcome is, as long as he protects the treasure bag, his mission as his brother has been completed.
"So tired..." Tang Ming finally said those words.
So far, he didn't know how many crises he had encountered. Every time he was almost on the edge of life and death, it almost made him a little tired.
Right now, there is really no hope of escape. His spiritual power is exhausted, and his arms can no longer lift the sword. He wants to find a glimmer of life from this death crisis.
Unless someone can save themselves, there is only one True Spirit cultivator in the expedition team, who is now buried among the corpses. The rest are some Yuan-building cultivators, but they have all fled this place and headed to Luoxia Town.
Who can come to save yourself?
"I didn't expect that I would transfer my life to the hands of others..." Tang Ming smiled helplessly.
In the past, I always felt that my fate was up to me, but today I found that this sentence is a bit ridiculous.
In this world of monks, there are many people better than you. Who can guarantee that you will be so lucky and live to the end of your life?
Will he eventually become one of the corpses on the ground?
The huge palm in the sky compressed the air and erupted into bursts of roar, as if it was the final death knell of Tang Ming.
"call......"
Tang Ming's eyes reflected the giant hand in the sky, and he slowly closed his eyes, waiting for his death.
At this moment, the surrounding environment seemed to be still, and any subtle sound could flow in from the tips of the ears, including the slowly beating heart and the whistling wind around him.
"I really want to take a nap..." The pleasant relief at the end made Tang Ming's sleepiness still surge into his consciousness.
Just when the giant hand was about to take away Tang Ming's life, a loud noise suddenly came from the sky.
"A demonic traitor dares to hurt my sect's guest?"
"Buzz!"
A brilliant golden formation appeared instantly, wrapping the huge bloody hand in an instant. Under the constant entanglement, it began to completely shrink its form. Gradually, the giant bloody hand was crushed.
The violent fluctuations of spiritual energy instantly attracted Tang Ming's attention. When he turned to look at the sky, a huge shadow slowly emerged.
"Who is he?" Tang Ming looked at him in surprise.
This person is not old in appearance, but he has an immeasurable charm of simplicity. This feeling can only be felt from Zhou Gutong.
"Qiang!"
A spear blade pierced the ground, and another man in black immediately appeared in front of Tang Ming.
"Yo, he's still alive."
Hearing this familiar voice, Tang Ming suddenly sighed slowly, "He's here to save the troops..."
The person who came was Ye Yuntian. At this moment, his aura was calm, with a little bit of turbulence. It was obvious that he had entered the realm of true spirit.
Then he came to help Tang Ming up, "Why is it that every opponent you meet is not a normal person? Forget about Mu Qingyun last time, the power exerted by the statue in front of you is enough to rival the Huaxuan monk, right?"
"Fortunately, Headmaster Xuan Xiaozi is hanging around nearby, otherwise, you really would have died here."
"Xuan Xiaozi? The headmaster of the Martial Arts Holy Land, I didn't expect you to actually call him." Tang Ming was a little surprised.
After arriving at the Holy Land of Martial Arts, I heard many rumors about the masters.
This leader named Xuan Xiaozi is the strongest person under Zhou Gutong. His realm has already reached the half-step of Mahayana. Unfortunately, after hundreds of years, he still cannot improve further. He can only choose to travel and experience to increase his power. Wisdom, using the ordinary world to enter the Tao, can relieve the shackles of the realm of confusion.
Seeing that one move that caused the earth to shatter and the aura of the blue sea to roll back, it is not difficult to see that he is really only one step away from the realm of Mahayana.
As long as there is some chance, he can become the second Mahayana monk in the southeast region.
After breaking the giant hand with one move, Xuan Xiaozi cast the seal with one hand, and his spiritual power suddenly bloomed like petals, revealing the dazzling Taoism within it. Above the forbidden sky.
At this moment, countless stars were eclipsed in front of him, and the sound produced by the formation was endless, like the void shaking, like a miracle coming.
"Xuan Xiaozi, the Holy Land of Martial Arts and the Number One Dharma Cultivator, really deserves his reputation..." Looking at this scene, Tang Ming also showed a look of horror.
The power he exerted by relying on the fairy sword was completely incomparable to the opponent's own powerful strength.
Even if a Mahayana monk encountered this kind of formation, he would probably have to avoid the sharp edge temporarily.
Xuanyuan Ming looked up with fear on his face.
"Who are you? Do you dare to say your name?"
Xuan Xiaozi glanced coldly, "You evil thief, you are not worthy of knowing our names."
"I will kill you here today to prove my way."
With a single drink, the sound spread thousands of miles.
"Xuanpin low-level martial arts, the sky will fall and the stars will be shattered!"
I saw meteors starting to fall in the sky, and the direction of falling was the statue at Xuanyuan Ming's feet.
"Boom!"
Like the roar of an innocent soul, the meteorite kept hitting the statue, and every blow landed on the statue accurately.
After the impact, the statue began to gradually break and its body began to fall to the ground.
"Bang!"
The shattered boulder instantly hit the ground, causing countless flying sand to spread across the sky.
"Asshole, destroy the statue of my Blood Ancestor, I will remember you!" Xuanyuan Ming dropped the harsh words in an instant, and then jumped off the building to the spot where the meteorite fell.
Looking at the blood ancestor statue that had been completely destroyed, Xuanyuan Ming also knew that his current strength was not enough to fight against it, so he could only find a way to leave before making plans.
Then he jumped down into the mountain abyss and came to the remaining six stone statues.
"For all the brothers in the realm who are still sleeping, let's renew the brotherhood from our previous lives in the future!"
After saying that, he circulated the evil spirit and opened the mechanism of the hall. Soon, the six stone statues seemed to be affected by the induction, and then they surged out of the mountain abyss and shot straight into the sky. In the eyes of everyone, they began to scatter and drive in different directions.
When Xuan Xiaozi saw this and wanted to stop him, he found that his spiritual power was not supplemented by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and began to dry up. He wanted to pursue him, but it was already too late.
"This forbidden area is really troublesome. If I had known it would happen, I might as well have captured that bastard first!"
Just as Xuan Xiaozi was chasing after him.
Xuanyuan Ming's voice sounded immediately.
"I don't care who you are, one day you will definitely invade the Holy Land of Martial Arts and massacre all your sect disciples!"
As soon as the words fell, his figure was already escaping, and his speed made everyone amazed.
"Hmph, use all your skills to practice escaping!"
Xuan Xiaozi set off immediately to trace his whereabouts.
