Immortality of immortality!

When Tang Ming finished speaking, this word appeared in everyone's mind.

But their eyes were filled with surprise.

"Isn't this a myth recorded in ancient books? Even the powerful men of the Eight Great Heavenly Sects can't do it. Does he want to embark on this path of nothingness?"

Many young monks were shocked.

Even the many transformed cauldrons were shocked and difficult to calm down.

Those who have not seen immortality for thousands of years have even begun to wonder if they really have such a state.

Many people even think that the Flying Immortal of the Eight Great Heavenly Sects is the exclusive qualification, and the others are simply delusional.

But unexpectedly, Tang Ming not only wanted to enter the realm of immortality, but also wanted to rely on his own strength to achieve all this.

"Since they are all those who pursue immortality, there is no need to fight again, let's leave."

The sound floating around sounded again.

"Have you forgotten that your lackey bullies my friend and occupy my friend's sect, and now you want me to leave?"

Tang Ming's eyes flashed with cold light and demonic fire was everywhere.

Whether it is because of his friends or because of the calculations and arrangements of these people for him, the battle will definitely not end like this.

"Hmph, I advised you kindly. Do you really think that I'm afraid of you?"

The erratic sound suddenly became extremely cold.

“Either get out or die.”

Tang Ming’s answer is very simple, with only six words.

"Very good! Very good! I, Jinshatian, guarded the mortal world for the Eight Great Heavenly Sects for many years. I didn't expect to see you who are ignorant of life and death. Since you have to seek death, I will come out to play with you!"

As the sound became colder, the air around the world began to solidify gradually.

When his name was expressed, the entire Medicine King Valley was silent all around, and many older generations were even more like stinging in their throats, stunned, and even the sound was hard to make.

"Elder, what's wrong with you?"

Many younger generations asked inexplicably.

"Jinshatian...The Eight Sects Mad Demon Jinshatian...I didn't expect that he was still alive."

The elder of the sect who was asked immediately said dry mouth.

After saying this, he seemed to drain all his strength and his face turned pale.

"Eight Crazy Demons?"

Just waiting for the familiar title to be said, many younger generations had stiff bodies, as if they were struck by lightning.

Although this name has not appeared in the cultivation world for many years, it has never left everyone's mouths.

Because this name belongs to the only one man, who once killed many young and proud sons of the Eight Great Heavenly Sects with his own strength!

Therefore, he was named the Eight Crazy Demons.

"But didn't the Eight Sects beheaded by the Eight Sects hundreds of years ago?"

The young monks only felt their scalp numb and asked in disbelief.

But, the answer has not been reached yet.

boom!

The blood-colored aura from all directions seemed to boil, coiling around the Yaowang Valley and constantly revolving and condensed.

Everyone felt that the sky above their heads suddenly turned into blood, like a ferocious beast in the sea of ​​blood in the myth, slowly opening their eyes in this bloody sky.

A creepy aura slowly landed from the sky, spreading everywhere in every corner of the Medicine King Valley.

Crack! Crack!

It seemed that the surroundings of the Medicine King Valley were pressed down by a huge force. Huge cracks appeared on the ground and on the mountain walls, as if the earth within a radius of dozens of miles was about to collapse.

Many disciples watching the game could not bear this pressure and crawled on the ground, unable to raise their heads.

Fortunately, at the last moment, a dark yellow array pattern surged from the depths of the treasure gourd, covering the main piece of Medicine King Valley, blocking this terrifying aura.

"What's this?"

Everyone looked up blankly.

Then I saw a blood-colored figure slowly appearing in front of everyone's eyes in the place where the blood-colored breath condensed.

This is a man wearing a blood-colored robe with bandages all over his body. Except for the cold face, the other exposed parts of his body seemed to have been burned by fire, and there was no intact place.

If it weren't for the powerful aura fluctuations on his body, everyone would even think that this would be a dead body.

When this figure appeared completely, the world of the hundred miles was moved. The clouds above the sky, the air floating in the air, and the plants and ants in the forest seemed to be saluting this person.

It seemed as if everything within a hundred miles was welcoming their king.

"In the middle stage of the transformation of the tripod, the mind controls the world. This person is the real middle stage of the transformation of the tripod!"

The minds of countless monks were blank.

Many casual cultivators were even more surprised and muttered to themselves, "Impossible. The mad demon was also a casual cultivator back then. How could he enter the middle stage of the transformation tripod? Has he found any way to make a breakthrough?"

As for the people who had been supporting Tang Ming in the corner, their faces were already pale.

"Young people don't know how to live or die, and have made a big mistake but refuse to retreat. It is inevitable that they will be guilty of death."

The blood-colored figure in the sky, the cold eyes flashed with blood.

boom!

It was obviously just a sentence, but it was mixed with a surging momentum, which made Tang Ming feel that several mountains suddenly pressed on his shoulders and almost fell to the ground.

I am afraid that the ordinary first level of the transformation cauldron came here and had already given up.

But Tang Ming's body was shining with black light, and within a radius of three miles, it was not affected at all.

"I have been guessing just now who is the black hand who is planning the entire mortal world. I am afraid that these second-rate sects do not have the qualifications yet. After seeing you, I finally sure that everything is behind the Eight Great Heavenly Sects."

"I didn't expect that those who challenged the eight heavenly sects would use this method to break through the middle stage of the Ding Ding."

Tang Ming's eyes flashed with cold light, and war was surging all over his body.

The aura on the person in front of me was a bit strange, but no matter what, they were already standing at the mid-stage stage of the transformation tripod.

Although there is only a line between the third and fourth heavens, there is a real world of difference.

If the child who was still hungry in the early stage of the Ding Ding was still a teenager who was showing his sharpness in the middle stage of the Ding Ding,

The difference in strength between the two can be seen.

Not to mention, there is also the use of magic weapons and the understanding of the great way.

"Um?"

The visitor snorted and his brows frowned slightly.

"Seeing that you can break through the realm, I guess the eight heavenly sects took action at the same time and forced the eight sects to advance for you."

Tang Ming looked up and down and said lightly.

The man didn't say anything, but the murderous aura on his body gradually spread out.

Everyone felt that the temperature around them dropped sharply, as if they had fallen into an ice hell, and even breathing became a little difficult.

Many people even widened their eyes, and they were so soft that they were on the ground, twitching all over.

They were actually scared by the floating murderous aura and fell into a coma.

Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect that the power in the middle stage of the transformation trip could not control this level. Just the fluttering of murderous aura made it difficult for them to move.

If they really want to take action, they will be killed with just one thought.

"After a big battle, you are afraid that you will be half-dead. The Eight Heavenly Sects have just captured you, half-dead people, injected their power into you, and completely transformed your body. But now it seems that this transformation is not very perfect."

"Am I right? The Eight Clans of Mad Demons."

As Tang Ming said, the man in the blood robe in the sky became pale and pale.

After the words were finished, the murderous aura formed a vortex behind him, completely covering the bloody coldness, and no other brilliance could be seen.

"You deserve to die!"

The madman's voice was so cold that it was extremely cold, mixed with endless anger and resentment, which moved the world.

Many disciples with weaker cultivation only felt that their souls were suddenly frozen and fell on the spot for no reason.

In the middle stage of the transformation of the tripod, a thousand people can be killed with anger.

This is definitely not a simple joke.

"kill!"

At this moment, too many words are just a waste of time. Tang Ming has already prepared for a bloody kill.
To be continued...