Tang Ming knew that at this moment he could barely kill the seventh-level monster.

In front of the eighth-level monster, there is no second way except to escape.

If he was in the Dragon and Phoenix Grave, he could still consider whether to compete with the alien white tiger, but now he is definitely not an opponent.

To deal with ordinary human geniuses, relying on the seventh-level Tianxuan body can still be invincible.

But the White Tiger is an ancient alien species, and its strength cannot be speculated by common sense. What's more, his current realm cultivation is only acquired.

The palm that can resist the White Tiger in the acquired realm, and look at the entire world of cultivators, there is only one person.

Therefore, Tang Ming, who escaped at the last minute, did not have much psychological burden.

Tang Ming is a flash.

However, those disciples of the sect who came after the movement became the targets of the angry Baihu venting.

The center of Yunmiao Immortal Island, which was originally full of immortality, suddenly turned into a Shura hell.

Countless disciples of the sect were left here forever by the White Tiger.

Finally, after Baihu left, many disciples of the sect dared to step forward. Based on the clues given by the sect before, they carefully stepped into the light sect.

...

Tang Ming, who entered the light gate, felt extremely dizzy, and even with his body, he felt dizzy.

Fortunately, this feeling lasted only for a quarter of an hour, and then a white light flashed in front of me, and I suddenly realized.

The wind blew, and the yellow sand filled the sky.

Compared with the above-mentioned immortal land on earth, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a wasteland.

Apart from the yellow sand and strong winds all over the sky, there is no trace of life here.

"According to the records of the jade slip, no matter where you are teleported, you will reach Tongling Valley as long as you walk to the northwest!"

Tang Ming sorted out his thoughts, then identified the direction, and rushed towards the northwest.

This desolate world seemed to have no end. At Tang Ming's speed, it had already swept a hundred miles away, but looking around, there was nothing else except yellow sand.

Just as Tang Ming was flying, a large piece of it suddenly sank from the yellow sand below.

Before Tang Ming could see clearly, a huge and ferocious head suddenly rushed out of the yellow sand and crashed into Tang Ming in mid-air.

"Silent Spirit?!"

Seeing the green soul fire emitted from the hideous head, Tang Ming not only was not afraid, but instead showed a hint of ecstasy expression on his face.

He came to Yunmiao Immortal Island, one for the human emperor seed, and the other for the purpose of finding this evil spirit for the spirit of the weapon!

Without saying a word, Tang Ming raised his hand and shot it, and the flames of the Divine Phoenix mixed with erosion thunder suddenly penetrated the monster's hideous head.

The energy in his hand swept, and suddenly broke the entire head. The wisp of beating soul fire was instantly absorbed by the Divine Phoenix Spear in his hand.

As early as the Dragon and Phoenix Cemetery, Tang Ming had already killed the Yin Ling

The puppet practices perfectly, and it is even more convenient to kill at this moment.

Tang Ming simply gave up flying and walked in the yellow sand desert, specifically picking the dangerous place recorded on the jade slip.

...

"One hundred and seventy-eight!"

Tang Ming slowly pulled out the Divine Phoenix Thunder Flame Spear from the head of a monster with a spherical body and leopard head. Seeing the trace of soul fire being absorbed, he silently calculated in his heart.

He didn't know how many Yin Spirit Spirits needed in the weapon spirit, but he understood that how much Yin Spirit Spirits he absorbed now shows how much damage the weapon spirits suffered in the Qingshui Cold Pond.

Tang Ming's heart was also sinking little by little. According to past experience, so many soul fires were enough to awaken the spirit of the instrument, but until now, he still could not sense any abnormal movements of the spirit of the instrument.

"I don't know how many ghost spirits are hidden in this yellow sand desert. Even if I kill all the ghosts in this world, I want you to revive!"

Tang Ming felt fierce in his heart, and then he strided towards the dangerous place recorded in the next jade slip. No matter how difficult it was, he would not give up.

In the next period of time, Tang Ming approached the northwest spiritual valley while looking for some Yin spirit spirits with relatively powerful soul power.

However, the more soul fires it devoured, the heavier Tang Ming's heart became, because until now, the spirit of the weapon has no breath at all.

And just as Tang Ming was delaying in searching for the Yin Spirit Spirit, disciples of the sect finally entered the Yellow Sand World.

When Tang Ming was looking for the Yin Spirit, he met several children of the sect. What made Tang Ming a little puzzled was that these guys seemed to be extremely familiar with the world, and they all rushed towards the northwest.

Looking at the disciples of the sect, Tang Ming knew that he could no longer waste time for the Yin Spirit. Then the disciples of the sect gathered in Tongling Valley.

Feng Binbei and Lu Junfeng are strong enough to protect themselves, but Han Noixing and the two little guys in Medicine King Valley are in danger.

Especially the wealth of Tianxing and Tianzong is enough to make Tianxuan Venerables like Long Ji jealous.

Although the reputation of Medicine King Valley cannot be underestimated, it cannot be ruled out that some people will take risks for the sake of profit in this deserted place with yellow sand.

The Yin Spirit Spirit will have opportunities to find it in the future, but once the two little guys have any accidents, it is reasonable and unreasonable.

"There is another dangerous place on the way to the Tongling Valley. After solving it as quickly as possible, go to Tongling Valley immediately and you can't delay any more!"

Tang Ming swung the spear in his hand and shook the three-meter-sized ghost hanging across the gun into powder, completely dissipating in this desolate world with the yellow sand all over the sky.

After the decision, Tang Ming no longer hesitated and rushed towards the northwest like a rainbow.

On the necessary road to the northwest, more than a dozen sects

The disciple held a sharp blade and surrounded Han Daxiong in the middle.

At this moment, Han Daxiong was covered in blood, and there were some cracks on his battle armor. It is conceivable how fierce the battle just now was.

"I advise you to surrender immediately, otherwise..."

A disciple of Tianxuan Sect with a cultivation level at the peak of the innate level held a sword in one hand and looked arrogantly at Han Daxiong, who was already at the end of his strength at this moment.

"To be honest, you, a cultivator from the academy, can withstand the attacks of so many of our disciples of the sect with the power of the innate stage. Your talent is really not simple. As long as you can tell the whereabouts of the madman, I will definitely report to the sect. It is not impossible to include you in the Tianxuan Sect!"

Although the leading young man spoke arrogantly, after seeing Han Daxiong's talent and combat power, he couldn't help but feel a little bit of pride of talent.

"Han Daxiong, you can hear it clearly. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It is something that many disciples of the school dare not even think about when they enter Tianxuan Sect!"

"That's right, you followed Senior Brother Liu into Tianxuan Sect. Even if Helian Weiwu sees you, he will treat you with courtesy. Why are you still hesitating?"

Behind the disciples of Tianxuan Sect, the Luanping brothers stood up and said to Han Daxiong who was fighting stubbornly.

When the disciple of Tianxuan Sect surnamed Liu said that Han Daxiong was included, there was nothing else in Han Daxiong's eyes except disdain, but a deep jealousy flashed in the eyes of these two guys.

It is indeed as they said, being able to enter the sect’s Dharma eye is something that the disciples of the school dream of.

But they forgot that for Han Daxiong, the identity of the cultivator was far less than his gratitude to Tang Ming.

Besides, if Han Daxiong wants to enter the sect, he doesn’t need anyone’s recommendation. As long as he exposes his growing roots and bones, let alone Tianxuan Sect, even Xuanyue will probably come to him in person.

"Hehe, I, Han Daxiong, grew up on the Kuohai Sea for twenty years and worked as a fisherman for twenty years. Then I followed the young master into the Xuanmen. I was fighting for this kind of cultivation, but I was not to bend down and bow my head to be a dog for others!"

Han Daxiong moved his heavy sword, his mouth slightly raised, and his eyes looked at the Luanping brothers with extreme contempt and said loudly.

"I don't want to be a dog? Haha, since that's the case, I can't blame me!" Liu Jian smiled coldly, then waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about killing!"

After receiving the order from Liu Jian, a dozen disciples of the sect who were ready to go, immediately sacrificed the spiritual sword in their hands.

More than a dozen sharp sword lights rushed towards Han Daxiong, and the aura of the innate realm suppressed the yellow sand for more than three feet.

"Hehe, grandpa, although my life is only twenty years short, it is worth it. Young Master, Han Daxiong is going first!"

Han Nobita looked at the sword light pressing through the sky, and a bloody sneer appeared on his face, and blood slowly flowed down the corners of his mouth.

The heavy sword suddenly flirted with a heavy sword light

He swept upwards, tearing four or five sword energy in front of him to pieces.

When a hole was broken in front of him, Han Daxiong didn't care about the sword energy attacking behind him, and moved his body and directly rushed out of the sword curtain.

The heavy sword in his hand moved and killed the two disciples of the sect that were exposed to him.

No one expected that this guy was a master who fought for his life. He ignored the sword energy coming from behind and pressed forward towards the two already confused disciples of the sect.

The heavy sword energy completely blocked all the retreat routes of the two disciples, and at this time, the sword energy behind them also came one after another, slashing Han Daxiong's back.

A mouthful of blood surged up from his chest, and Han Nobita forced the surging blood down. He completely ignored his own injuries and broke through the air like a mountain.

Liu Jian frowned, and appeared beside his two junior brothers in a flash. The waves of Qiushui sword flashed beside him. The powerful sword energy not only broke Han Daxiong's fatal blow, but also knocked the bold guy away.

However, when Han Nobita was knocked away, Liu Jian's heart jumped for no reason. He did not see the expected fear and anger from Han Nobita's face, but saw a strange sneer on the rough guy's face.

Before Liu Jian could figure out the key, Han Nobita, who was knocked away, forced to twist his body in the air, and the heavy sword turned into a mysterious arc in the air as the body twisted.

The sword light exploded above the heavy sword, and Han Daxiong, who had turned around, cut down accurately at the Luanping brothers who were already behind him at this moment.

The sword energy as heavy as a mountain smashed down fiercely. At this moment, everyone felt a tremor tremble in the land under their feet.

After the yellow sand gradually calmed down, all the disciples of the sect couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

In the yellow sand, Han Daxiong supported the ground with one hand and knelt not far away with one knee.

In front of him, Luanping's twin brothers were slashed in half by Han Daxiong's sword, and blood slowly penetrated into the yellow sand on the ground.
Chapter completed!