For a magician, the level of practical combat ability does not depend on the level of realm and cultivation, nor does it depend entirely on the magic weapon or the power of magic weapons, but on the amount of spiritual energy that drives.

To describe it in a simple metaphor, a first-level magician can only drive a stream-like spiritual energy that is half a meter wide. Even if he is desperately accumulating momentum, storing water, and rushing down from a high place with the help of a geographical advantage... In fact, it is useless and has very limited lethality in actual combat. At best, he can only bully mortals, or use the power of magical tools to scare small monsters that have not yet been transformed.

However, the sixth-level master can drive a spiritual energy like a Yangtze River. Even if it does not accumulate momentum, store water, and use the terrain gap, it just flows through the plain and drowns dozens or hundreds of people, without any effort.

The amount of spiritual energy a magician can drive is related to the width, stability, and ability to withstand.

Therefore, when the meridians in Tang Zeqian's body were tempered by the power of thunder and turned from a muddy path to a high-speed track, the spiritual power he could drive became quite terrifying...

Especially the spiritual energy in his body is not quite the same as the spiritual energy driven by ordinary magicians.

The spiritual energy in his body not only runs extremely fast, but also seems to have the attribute of a thunder point. Once activated, it is like a thunder dragon roaring in his meridians, moving forward, and the momentum alone is very terrifying.

Tang Zeqian finally felt a little confident in his heart.

It's not easy. Since he realized that this world really has terrifying powers that mortals cannot imagine, he has been suffering almost every moment. Even in a series of misunderstandings and deceptions, he was mistaken for many masters as a mysterious god-level powerhouse, and he was still walking on thin ice and trembling!

Because fake is fake after all, once you take a wrong step, you will inevitably fall into the abyss. It is a joy to be crushed to pieces!

It should have been a blessing to have merged with the chalcedony clone and experienced the "Pure Land Holy Lotus" to help him cleanse his marrow and cut his hair, but it failed to improve his talent. It was like a bolt from the blue that hit his forehead.

Fortunately, I feel like I can really make things happen out of nothing, temper my body and improve my talent.

He finally had the day when his strength soared.

Not to mention, this feeling is really cool!

Well, I've had a good time, and it seems that I should have had an eight-armed ghost baby! Such a cute naughty child, he should be able to cry for a long time with a punch, right?

Tang Zeqian looked at the eight-armed ghost baby with a smile and said, "It seems that you are determined to repent and do not want to surrender! Forget it, I have given you the opportunity. Since you don't want to cherish it, then... die!"

The eight-armed ghost baby was shocked: "..."

The starlings are pressing down on deer, how innocent are the deer?!

I was determined to repent and refused to surrender?

I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!

I was almost convinced by you! I was only a little bit convinced to surrender! As long as you persuade me patiently, I will raise the white flag... Wait, hey, what the hell are you in a hurry to recite!! Soul is light!!

"I would like to invite the gods to come, and they will kill ghosts and spirits!"

"Give spiritual Dharma to charity, kill demons and bind demons, and conquer all ghosts! Hurry up and follow the law!"

Tang Zeqian made a seal with one hand, and the spells in his mouth were constantly, and the magic was brilliant, like gorgeous fireworks, blooming in the air!

But no move was directly hit by the eight-armed ghost baby!

The eight-armed ghost baby was delighted and said to himself: Sure enough, due to the rules of the law of heaven, he could not attack me directly...

However, before the joy in its eyes disappeared, a sudden attack suddenly came from behind!

However, the Blood-Eyed Ghost Emperor had quietly lurked nearby at some point. While the eight-armed Ghost Baby's attention was attracted by Tang Zeqian's extremely fancy spell fireworks, he took the initiative to kill him!

Bang!

The eight-armed ghost baby was directly bombarded and flew three meters away, spitting blood on his mouth, and his body was shattered into charcoal ash that was struck by thunder.

This time, the eight-armed ghost baby's ferociousness was completely aroused: "You forced me!!"

For a moment, people and ghosts are fierce and evil, and evil spirits are everywhere.

Although Tang Zeqian was a little nervous, he had confidence in his strength, and the Blood-Eyed Ghost Emperor rushed to the front as a suicide squad. He was not particularly afraid, so he showed 12% of his eloquence: "Pussy? Are you telling a joke? What is the only ghost baby worthy of us? Besides, do you know what 'pun' is? First look at the shape of the characters. One walks at the bottom, and there is a slut field. The so-called 'pun' is a walking slut field! As the saying goes, how big a person has, how big a field is... "

This difficult-to-distinguish between meat and vegetables, and the eight-armed ghost baby was confused: What the hell?

Its momentum dropped sharply in an instant!

Among the people present, probably only Yemo from the Xuanmen of Zhongtu deeply realized the awesomeness of Tang Zeqian's words, and was shocked: Damn! My Middle Earth culture is simply ****... Bah, it's profound! The owner of Tang Zeqian is really niuility Plus!

It’s a pity that the eight-armed ghost baby is just a fool who is blocked with mud and knows nothing, so how can he understand the mystery of this?

Yemo was almost instantly attracted by Tang Zeqian!

He even made up his mind that when the Xuanmen disciples in Tokyo arrived, he would recommend them to Gouxuan Pavilion to visit the master of the museum.

The Blood-Eyed Ghost Emperor doesn't want to listen to Tang Zeqian's nonsense. Its 108 bloody eyeballs were all nailed to the eight-armed Ghost Infant. In the unexpected encounter yesterday, the Eight-Armed Ghost Infant actually caused it to take a serious injury. It was a great humiliation. If it could not wash away the previous shame today, wouldn't it be the Blood-Eyed Ghost Emperor bear the infamous as a defeated general under the Eight-Armed Ghost Infant for the rest of his life?

Although this eight-armed ghost baby has a lot of hands, this is not an excuse to lose to this guy!

Therefore, the Blood-Eyed Ghost Emperor kept breathing. At this moment, he found that the aura of the eight-armed Ghost Baby suddenly fell. He immediately seized the opportunity keenly, exploded all the clones without hesitation, and directly rushed forward.

One hundred and eight bloody eyes were flying all over the sky, gathering and dispersing freely, and they were lined up in personal characters and in one character. Each bloody eyes could make a strange smile, covering the sky like an eight-armed ghost baby pressing down.
Chapter completed!