Once the battle begins, it is no longer dependent on personal will. The only thing that can determine everything is strength!

In the vast white fog, there are many figures and white light. You can't see the south, east, and northwest, and can't tell the enemy and the enemy. The only thing is the endless killing.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by that dull roar, the huge iron claws snapped together, crushing the head of a Tianshen Temple disciple, as if crushing a watermelon.

Withdrawing his big **** hand, Tang Jie's face showed a smile on his body.

A flying sword rushed out of the diagonal thrust. Tang Jie didn't turn his head back. He returned with a punch. He was hitting the coming sword. At the same time that the middle-grade magic weapon level flying sword was smashed by his blow, the iron fist hit the disciple. In front of his chest, the huge power was like a mountain hitting that **** cousin disciple.

"You..." The disciple just glanced at Tang Jie in astonishment, as if he couldn't figure out how he knew the attack from behind, he was blasted to pieces.

Killed in one blow!

Slowly retracting his fist, the main body gave a cold snort and looked back. Not far away, the clone Tang Jie used a golden blade to cut a **** cousin disciple, and looked at the main body.

There is no dialogue, no communication, one soul and two bodies, everything is silent, they are natural partners, the best combination.

Not far from the two, a legion composed of bean soldiers was killing silently. Relying on the huge numbers, the cooperation of the battle formation, and the cover of the white fog, their killing speed was not even slower than Tang Jie. The ghost guard is their protection, floating around, minimizing the counterattack of the bean soldiers as much as possible.

From the moment the battle started, it was one-sided.

With the help of terrain and formation, Tang Jie truly used all his strength and hunted down every opponent to his heart's content.

Every time he kills a disciple of the Tianshen Palace, Tang Jie's mood is like the land of long drought and the rain, and he feels an indescribable joy.

This kind of enjoyment was not felt at first, but as the lives of his disciples from the Celestial Palace grew more and more, Tang Jie's feelings gradually became clear.

This made Tang Jie also feel weird, I don't know what happened, but for him, it was a good thing after all, so he ignored it and just killed as much as he wanted.

In a blink of an eye, another group of five members of Die Xuetang was wiped out by Tang Jie. There was no sound or prompt. The two Tang Jie and the ghost guard had evacuated at the same time, and disappeared in the white mist again. Only the King Bean was always there. It was the slowest. He screamed and refused to retreat, but was forcibly taken away by the ghost guard, so the whole army followed the Bean King and ran wildly-these bean soldiers had no spiritual connection with Tang Jie. There are kings with them.

"The sixth group died!" A new announcement came again.

Nan Ningjiang's face was already pale.

In all the layouts, the only mistake Nan Ningjiang made was to underestimate Tang Jie's strength. This was originally not a big deal, because no matter how he underestimated it, the actual power of the Heavenly God Palace was still higher than Tang Jie's. This is like for a large army, it doesn't really matter whether the enemy is a mouse or a lion, because under the iron hoof of the army, it is ultimately crushed.

But for those who are willing to use it, this gap may cause a huge mistake-a five-person group.

Although Tang Jie had killed countless times before that, and defeated one after another stronger enemy than him, in fact, Tianshen Palace still did not regard him as a truly terrifying opponent.

His realm confuses everyone, and coupled with his conscious hidden strength, everyone thinks that Tang Jie's strength is limited, no matter how strong it is.

Even if he defeated his opponents time and time again, it only showed his cunning and mind. In the evaluation of Tang Jie by Tianshen Palace, there are "difficulties", "cunning", "smart", "cruel", and "unscrupulous" in the evaluation of Tang Jie. "And so on, but there is no such word as "powerful".

All Nan Ningjiang's plans and layouts are aimed at the core of "rounding up Tang Jie". From beginning to end, the question Nan Ningjiang did not consider was "Can you win?"

For this reason, in the understanding of Nan Ningjiang and others, the five-person combination of Die Xue Tang's disciples may not be able to defeat Tang Jie, but it must be no problem to resist for a period of time. After all, the best thing in Tianshen Temple is defense, and the best thing is procrastination. .

As long as one party can delay the opponent for a moment, Tang Jie will never want to leave. At that time, the supporting disciples will come from all directions and encircle Tang Jie completely.

However, the wrong analysis of strength caused Nan Ningjiang to suffer a big loss. He never dreamed that when Tang Jie's strength was exhausted, he would be so terrible. The Die Xuetang five-person combination was not even the enemy of Tang Jie Yihe. It was a scream. The moment they started, was the moment when their lives were lost. Tang Jie was like a ghost, walking freely in the mist, cutting everyone’s life. From the very beginning, the Qianhuan Array of Fog Shadows was not for the illusion of immortality. Yes, all you want is the white mist in the array.

Give up spells and take tactics.

"Change the formation, a group of ten!" At the moment when he wanted to understand the truth, Nan Ningjiang hysterically issued a new command: "Let the left and right wings quickly close together, and all the cultivators come to support!"

What? Hearing this instruction, everyone's complexion changed.

Nan Ningjiang’s order is undoubtedly admitting that the current manpower is not enough to capture Tang Jie. While the five-man team has become a ten-man team, it also greatly reduces the blockade ability. Tang Jie’s chance of killing may be reduced, but he can escape. Opportunities have greatly increased.

Because of this, Nan Ningjiang had to call the repairmen who had been sent out to seal the two wings to come back for help, and even the repairmen from other factions who participated in the search. At that moment, he was equivalent to giving up the opportunity to make great achievements. , Willing to share with everyone.

In terms of courage and decisiveness, Nan Ningjiang can be said to have done quite well, and his decision can also be regarded as a remedy, and it is not too late.

However, not everyone's mind was the same as him, and not everyone even recognized Tang Jie's strength like him.

At least Xuan Zhongzi didn't like this answer.

"What are you talking about?" he shouted, "Do you think the old man can't deal with this little beast?"

Nan Ningjiang's face was bitter, thinking that of course your old man wouldn't be unable to deal with it. The problem is that Tang Jie won't fight you.

What he had to do was to keep killing those **** cousins ​​who were relatively low in strength, and he didn't even touch people like Xuan Zhongzi, the second elder of gold and silver, and He Yueyang, or even the real person of Linghuan.

Xuan Zhongzi has raised his head to the sky and roars up: "Heaven and earth, return me to Ching Ming!"

With his roar, a piece of brilliance surged from his body, and if the wave of clouds spread to the surroundings, the fog dissipated everywhere, the earth was clear, and his vision was restored in an instant.

Ling Tianqi hadn't been able to crack the big formation for a long time, this old man actually broke it by force with his own power.

However, forcibly breaking the formation this time, the burden is not small for Xuan Zhongzi. The flush on his face disappeared, and the next moment he sternly said: "What are you still doing? Find Tang Jie and kill him!"

Without the fog shadow array, see what else Tang Jie can use.

However, the next moment, as the white mist dissipated, gusts of wind raged in all directions, and black smoke suddenly rose.

The white mist has not even completely subsided, and the black smoke has once again enveloped the entire forest area.

This scene made Xuan Zhongzi also stunned, then furious, and shouted: "Little bastard, there is no end?"

"There is no end... There is no end..." This sound was like a huge wave of Hong Zhong, spreading to the forest area, and only Tang Jie sneered triumphantly.

Tang Jie knew about the soul-changing real person in the chasing soldiers, so how could it be defenseless. The best way to deal with a soul-changing real person like Xuan Zhongzi is not to resist, but to arrange layer after layer of obstacles, not to give him the opportunity to approach, so that he is empty of monstrous power, but it is useless.

Taking a deep breath, Xuan Zhongzi snorted angrily: "I'm going to see how many formations you can make here."

This old man has a bad temper, and his heart is furious at this moment, and the person has risen into the air.

As they lifted into the air, while turning their hands like grinding, they pressed towards the bottom.

As he turned, the black smoke below was also rolling up, and gradually formed a huge black vortex, spreading a large area of ​​forest.

"Enter the heart of the formation with Tianxin!" Tang Jie, who was connected to the formation, felt the changes in the formation for the first time, and was gradually out of his control. Instead, following the changes in Xuan Zhongzi's mind, he cried out.

Entering the will of heaven with my will, this is the ultimate pursuit of the world's cultivators, the root of supernatural powers, and the cornerstone of the Purple Mansion.

Xuan Zhongzi, as a soul transformation, has already begun to get started in this respect, and what he showed at this time was the ability of the Immortal Family's supernatural powers!

Surgeon: The impact is not square inch.

Law: The influence can be half a city.

Supernatural beings are capable of reaching the heavens and the earth, turning the rivers and the seas, and omnipotent. They are great powers, and they are also the basis for the dominance of the Purple Mansion.

What Xuan Zhongzi used at this moment belonged to the category of supernatural powers, although it was only the lowest level of small supernatural powers, it was already astonishing.

"I care about the way of heaven, one mind and one mind, reverse the universe!" At this moment, with Xuan Zhongzi's arrogant roar, I saw that the black fog in the formation was spinning faster and faster, and at the same time, the vision of the people in the Tianshen Palace gradually became clear, but it was Tang. Jie's vision blurred.

You know that Tang Jie’s formation is a five-rank big formation, a powerful formation that even real people of the Inner Demon Stage can deal with, and it is also the ultimate performance of Tang Jie’s formation today, but at this moment, under Xuan Zhongzi’s power, it is not only ineffective. , On the contrary, under its control, there is a situation to serve it.

If this continues, the one who loses his way in the black mist will no longer be the Heavenly God Palace but Tang Jie, and he will truly become the turtle of Weng Zhong.

This is the magical powers, enter the will of heaven with my intent, the surrounding heaven and earth are all controlled by my thoughts, whatever your magical powers are controlled by me, my will is the will of heaven and earth.

A real person who transforms the soul can crush Tang Jie's elaborate plan, and in the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and tricks are useless.

But at that moment, Tang Jie had no fear in his eyes, only deep indifference.

He looked up at Xuan Zhongzi in the sky above his head, and whispered: "You...too arrogant...will be condemned by the heavens."

"boom!"

A muffled thunder suddenly exploded in the air.

The strange thunder came, at the moment when it sounded, Xuan Zhongzi's whole body trembled, and suddenly he vomited a large mouthful of blood.

"Master!" The people below were also taken aback by this scene.

Seeing Xuan Zhongzi's hands movement stopped slightly, he looked around in horror.

In the next moment, a wave suddenly appeared above the forest area and slammed into Xuan Zhongzi fiercely.

This trend seemed ordinary, but when it hit Xuan Zhongzi, it was a single blow that knocked him into the air.

Xuan Zhongzi fell from the air like a meteor, and shouted in horror: "Dashan...Dashan..."

"Follow God's will with my will..." A smile appeared on Tang Jie's face: "The most feared thing is that he will be wrong."

There is a soul in the mountains, how can it be lightly provoked.

Even the power of the Sendai level of the Zifu Mansion didn't dare to be presumptuous in this psychic mountainous area. Xuan Zhongzi dared to fly in the air here, and also used the great supernatural power to control the will of heaven and earth. It would be strange if he did not sin.

Of course, no one can tell if this kind of thing has not been experienced. There have been cases of using magical powers without encountering the scourge. The psychic mountain is weird and mysterious. No one can say what circumstances will offend this mountain, and what circumstances will not. offend.

For Tang Jie, this was also a great adventure. Although he had a way to escape if he lost the adventure, he always lost the opportunity to fight again. But if he wins, then he will have to be prestigious for a while.

Seeing Xuan Zhongzi's fall at this moment, Tang Jie let out a low growl: "See what else you can do."

The black mist returned to control, and Tang Jie had once again entered the formation, reaping the lives of the disciples of the Celestial Palace.

As a disciple of the **** of heaven died on his hand, that inexplicable feeling reappeared in his heart.

This strange, inexplicable, and indescribable feeling surprised Tang Jie himself, and couldn't figure out how he felt so strange.

A disciple of the gods rushed, raised his hand and stabbed a fierce sword, Tang Jie dodged it at will, Jinban picked up the knife and fell, slashed on the sword, the sword broke, slashed on him, the armor cracked, and passed through his body. , Destroying his life, and then Tang Jie saw that something was pouring out of the opponent's body and pouring into his body, restoring his lost strength and making his strength more concentrated.

This made his hand more stable and his heart more ruthless. At the moment of killing the opponent, his mood was not affected by the slightest, but he was satisfied.

Endless satisfaction.

Just as he was enjoying the opportunity to kill, a vigorous palm wind stopped him, and a young man appeared.

The man saw that Tang Jie had no fear, but he snorted and stabbed Tang Jie with a sword. This sword seemed simple, but Tang Jie felt a threat. Knowing that it was not good, a chaotic wind stepped away quickly.

This was the first time that he took the initiative to retreat when confronting the Heavenly God Palace.

"Linghuan real person?" Tang Jie whispered.

"The one who killed you, the eighth of the twelve eagles, Qin Chen!" The other party snorted coldly.

Tang Jie smiled: "You can't kill me."

People have retreated quickly.

Although Tang Jie's strength has risen sharply these days, to be honest, with the strength of the avatar facing the real spirit ring, even if he is holding a golden blade, it may be possible to win, but it is impossible to win quickly. And this battle is heavy with one blow and retreat. It must not be entangled, otherwise a large number of people from the Celestial Palace will be surrounded and it will be difficult to walk.

Therefore, Tang Jie quickly retreated as soon as he saw that the other party was a real person.

It is impossible for Qin Chen to let him go, with a low whistle in his mouth, which is to inform others to hurry up. At the same time, the sword in his hand has once again flashed with a bright light, engulfing Tang Jie with cold eyes. Han Guang seems to be saying, let's see how you escape this time.

An anxious expression appeared on Tang Jie's face, and Qin Chen's face showed joy.

All the shame must be repaid at this moment.

At this moment, a tall figure rushed out of the horizontal stab, and raised his hand at Qin Chen, an icy wind flame swept across.

This ice wind flame Qin Chen had seen it, and it was exactly what he encountered when the Fahua Tiange blocked their twelve eagles, that is, the battle, let them know that besides a real person Gui, there is a mysterious giant beside Tang Jie. Han, judging from the methods he used at the time, he had a good air and his tone was quite big, but his real realm was actually between Bailian and Ninth ranks, and his strength was not enough to fear. It is most likely that he was from the local sect. A dark child.

It should be this mysterious giant who appeared at this moment.

Because he knew his strength, Qin Chen didn't care, but just waved his hand, a wave of spirits flowed out to offset this frost flame, and he continued to chase Tang Jie-no matter what, Tang Jie must be entangled, not let him Go away.

Perhaps because he saw that his spell could not stop his opponent, the mysterious giant opened his arms and hugged him.

Qin Chen snorted, "Many arm blocks the car."

With another flick of his hand, he wanted to push the giant man away, but he didn't expect that the originally easy wave of his hand could not achieve meritorious work, and the man still hugged him with his arms wide open.

Qin Chen was stunned. Seeing the other party swearing to the death to cover up, he was furious and shouted in a low voice, "I'm looking for death!"

Raise his hand and pat the giant man.

Bone Breaker!

This body of vertical gold and iron can easily slap a bad palm in front of the giant man, just hear a touch.

Unexpectedly torn apart, accompanied by the muffled and dull echo, it was the huge, mountainous figure that continued to pounce, and then hugged him in his arms.

In the next moment, Qin Chen felt that a mighty force encircled him and could no longer move.

"No!" Qin Chen was shocked~lightnovelpub.net~ the whole body's spiritual power exploded.

He is a real person in Linghuan, and a goddess palace general. His strength is by no means comparable to ordinary casual cultivators. The erupting spiritual tide can even level a small hill under full urging, but he just can't push away the giant man who embraces.

In the wild torrent, Qin Chen heard a clicking sound. It was the sound of his whole body being shattered. The pain drowned his reason in an instant. At the last moment of his life, he finally woke up and shouted with all his strength: " You are a body refiner..."

It's a pity that the sound is as weak as a mosquito, and it can't be heard at all.

bump.

Tang Jie let go.

A corpse fell into the dust.

He looked at Qin Chen indifferently, and said, "This time I am right."

In the forest area not far away, Nan Ningjiang suddenly felt shocked.

The unique connection between the twelve eagles made him feel a sudden interruption for the first time, and he blurted out: "Little Eight!"