Within the dense forest, countless corpses were scattered on the ground. They were all wearing various attires and were obviously from different sects.
There were only two men in black and coarse cloth, supporting each other and facing the extremely vicious enemy in front of them.
"Aha......"
Tang Ming gasped, and the spiritual power in his body began to surge wildly, as if it would break through his meridians anytime and anywhere.
"Your spiritual power is unstable, is it possible that you are trying to break through?" Ye Yuntian whispered.
Feeling the rise of spiritual power in his body, Tang Ming nodded immediately, "Indeed, I have been feeling a breakthrough during this period, but I have been busy with many tasks recently, so I have never had the opportunity to improve."
"But now is not the time for you to make a breakthrough..."
There are dozens of enemies in front of them, and they are all in the Yuan-building stage. They are all the mainstays of the Demonic Disciples. Even if they are not overly powerful, they can still be in trouble if they join forces.
"Ten minutes, ten minutes, I can break through." Tang Ming said.
It takes about half an hour for a normal person to break through, and even some talented young people need at least half an hour. So when he heard Tang Ming promise ten minutes, Ye Yuntian's expression changed.
"If you force a breakthrough, you will suffer backlash injuries, and we may not be able to get out of here by then."
"Believe me!"
After Tang Ming said this, he squatted on the ground and began to concentrate on the rotation of his spiritual power.
"Hey, are you so confident?" Ye Yuntian was a little helpless, but the other party had already begun to concentrate on breaking through, and he could only choose to trust the other party.
"Qiang!"
With a spear in front of him, Ye Yuntian slowly said, "Ten minutes, ten minutes at most. If it's more, I may not be able to hold on."
Tang Ming did not respond, but concentrated on meditating and working hard to break through the realm.
Feeling the sudden increase in spiritual power, a group of demonic disciples who were confronting each other roughly guessed Ye Yuntian's purpose.
"You want to deal with a group of us alone? Even if you are the Holy Son, you think too highly of yourself!"
Even if the other party has true spiritual cultivation, but now that his spiritual power is exhausted and he is seriously injured, he may not be able to leave them.
Ye Yuntian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Are you guys worthy of this?"
"Right now, you are just at the end of a powerful crossbow. How can you still defeat us?" The demon disciple was instantly angry.
"It seems that I can't spare your lives today."
The remaining demon disciples flocked to the two of them, intending to completely wipe them out.
Seeing these enemies rushing towards him like madmen, Ye Yuntian tore off his clothes, revealing the silver dragon tattoo on his body.
After half a month, this genius saint has mastered the Silver Dragon Secret Manual to the point where he is proficient in it.
Sensing the emergence of a trace of real dragon aura, Tang Ming slightly opened the corners of his eyes. From Ye Yuntian's body, he saw the shadow of Lin Yao. If he was given enough time, he would definitely be able to surpass Lin Yao. The Secret of the Silver Dragon.
"Roar!"
The silver dragon separated from Ye Yuntian's body, and after absorbing the spiritual power of heaven and earth, it immediately transformed into a physical entity and attached to the gun body.
A stream of true dragon aura emerged instantly, causing all the demon disciples to be instantly horrified.
"What kind of martial arts is this? It can actually make us feel primitive fear."
Just when these demon disciples were shocked.
Ye Yuntian had already turned the gun, swung the blade and galloped away.
"The silver dragon roars!"
The huge silver dragons instantly swallowed all the demon disciples in front of them with the force of a tsunami that swallowed the sky. Wherever the silver dragons passed, they hit these people with the power of countless thunders.
Along with the crackling sound of lightning strikes, the demon disciples also suffered a lot of heavy injuries.
"puff!"
The demon disciple who was leaning at the front spit out a lot of blood, and his body began to lie on the ground uncontrollably.
The disciples at the front were all burned into black coals by the power of thunder, and the disciples hiding behind were not much better at the moment, their bodies were suffering from countless paralysis.
"What a powerful martial art, it can actually explode with such powerful power."
The remaining disciples also had lingering fears. If it weren't for Ye Yuntian's lack of stamina in the end, which caused his strength to begin to decline significantly, these demonic disciples would not have been spared.
"puff!"
Ye Yuntian, who had exhausted his last bit of strength, finally ran out of energy at this moment, and vomited a mouthful of blood overwhelmed.
The gun blade in his hand also fell to the ground.
"Clang."
The gun blade fell to the ground, and Ye Yunfan was half-kneeling on the ground, with his hands on the ground, sweat dripping from his forehead and dripping from his chin.
"Brothers, this guy has no strength anymore. Now is the best time to capture him."
"Catch Ye Yuntian and enjoy endless wealth."
The disciples, driven by profit, immediately stood up and pounced on Ye Yuntian again.
Seeing that the opponent's offensive was still going on, Ye Yuntian finally couldn't help but ask: "Are you feeling better?"
Hearing this, Tang Ming frowned.
When he felt that the spiritual power in his body began to gradually gather in his Dantian and was about to condense into a point, he slowly opened his eyes.
"One more minute is enough!"
After hearing the final assurance, Ye Yuntian could only bite the bullet, picked up the gun blade again and started fighting with these demonic disciples.
"Qiang!" "Qiang!"
Ye Yuntian, who had exhausted his last bit of strength, still resisted Tang Ming.
"Bang!"
But after all, two fists were no match for four hands. As someone punched secretly, Ye Yuntian's body was hit by a punch and fell to the ground several meters away.
Ye Yuntian, who was rolling aside, was coughing out blood from the corner of his mouth. The blow just now had shattered his ribs, and the severe pain almost made him faint.
"I can't hold it anymore!"
After hearing Ye Yuntian's final explanation, there were large beads of sweat on Tang Ming's wrinkled forehead.
Countless spiritual energy began to gather in the Dantian and began to condense into a ball point. The spiritual energy gathered here was even better than before. As long as the spiritual energy in the Dantian was completely gathered into a ball, this promotion would be considered a success.
But such fluctuations in spiritual power were also noticed by the demon disciples.
"That kid seems to be advancing."
Other people who came were also aware of it.
"No wonder you didn't take action just now. It turns out that they were advancing and they really didn't take us seriously!"
The most taboo thing since ancient times is to advance in battle. This state is undoubtedly the same as a beast and shedding its skin, both in the weakest state.
As long as there is a little external interference, it will cause the promotion to fail, which will cause the blood to attack the heart and cause the scattered spiritual power to break out of the body. At that time, the cultivation level will fall, and the worst case will be sudden death.
Such a God-given treatment put an evil smile on the face of the demon disciple.
"After losing so many of our brothers, we can finally gain something."
"Brothers, first come first served, whoever takes off the head first will get the big head!"
As they spoke, the remaining demon disciples began to flock towards the two of them with expressions of endless greed.
The blades in their hands were about to stab Tang Ming's neck.
A green sword energy suddenly appeared.
