"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Tang Ming waved his fist in his hand and smashed his fist into the surrounding void, and suddenly, dazzling cracks appeared.

This crack surrounded a bloody world.

Anyone who approaches the range of this crack will be torn apart, turning into a bloody storm, permeating the world.

But many disciples came around, and even Tang Ming fell with one punch, and before he could punch another punch, the encirclement formed again.

The foundation of the Three Flowers Divine Sect is really terrifying. Just the incomplete Three Flowers Divine Sect is enough to crush other sects outside the Eight Great Heavenly Sects at will.

Just to mention the many disciples gathered at this moment, they actually felt the number of no less than a thousand people in Tang Ming's spiritual consciousness.

Even under the peaks of the Sanhua Shenzong, many figures rushed over from all parts of the island.

Even Tang Ming cannot estimate the exact number of people.

And Tang Ming is not interested in knowing it now.

At this moment, only combat and killing are the only things that need attention in this battlefield.

After three years of retreat, Tang Ming had not experienced a battle for a long time. After feeling the smell of killing again, he did not see any fear and panic. He was even more excited and crazy in one punch after another.

In the end, Tang Ming gave up his passive waiting and waved his fists and rushed towards the many disciples.

This rush means that the real gate to hell is opened.

No matter which disciple of any lineage, no matter what kind of martial arts he practices, it is difficult to face the impact of Tang Ming.

This pure physical strength almost made every corner of Tang Ming turn into a part of the war machine.

Anyone who approached him, even the Huanghua disciples from the Ding Ding Period, could only last for a few seconds, and finally turned into an unknown corpse on the ground.

In just a few moments, the bloody mist actually spread inside the Flower Palace, obscuring people's vision.

At this moment, a red stream of light suddenly appeared behind Tang Ming, and then suddenly exploded, turning into hundreds of red powder streams, falling densely.

If this powder is seen with the naked eye, it is still difficult to see clearly, but in his mind, Tang Ming could feel the cold and coldness contained in every faint powder.

boom!

Without hesitation, Tang Ming turned around and punched him. The force of the fist collided with the flowing light in the sky, and a loud noise suddenly burst out, turning into a burst of broken air waves, rushing towards the surroundings.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen disciples rushed over were crushed in this wave of air.

The red figure that was hit back at the same time, without any drag on each movement.

"Um?"

Tang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and looked in that direction.

Unexpectedly, under the collision like that just now, the other party seemed to have not suffered any harm.

"So it's the peak of the third level of the transformation tripod."

After taking a look, I saw that the Red Flower Guardian was already standing among the many disciples, and the unresolved look in his eyes had not completely dissipated.

The Honghua Dharma Protector is one of the three veins and is also a direct disciple of the Three Flowers Divine Sect. He is likely to enter the middle stage of the Ding Hua in the future.

But now, Tang Ming actually smashed her killer move with just one punch, and forced her back, almost getting injured.

Such a terrifying punch, how could the Red Flower Guardian calm down?

Even though she had seen the horror of Tang Ming's body just now, she knew what a terrifying fist this was when she was really fighting.

"A sneak attack? Humph!"

Tang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, his figure ejected from the spot like a cannonball, and rushed towards the Red Flower Guardian unscrupulously.

Along the way, I don’t know how many Red Flower disciples wanted to stop them, but they didn’t even be able to block Tang Ming’s figure for a moment. Instead, they turned into blood mist and dissipated on this bloody road.

Seeing Tang Ming's terrifying power, the Red Flower Guardian's expression changed drastically. He didn't dare to continue fighting with Tang Ming, so he turned around and was about to leave.

As a cultivator who refined his body, the Red Flower Guardian was very fast, shuttled between the figures, and even left behind afterimages on the spot.

However, Tang Ming's speed is faster than him!

I saw a black phantom roaring past, like the gate of the abyss of hell, swallowing up the afterimage, and approaching the red figure that was constantly dodging.

However, many Red Flower disciples and two other guardians kept taking action next to each other, forcing Tang Ming to reduce his speed a little.

"Hmm? Something is wrong. Are these people not afraid of death?"

Looking at the many disciples who had been rushing up to stop him, Tang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and stopped moving forward.

From the beginning of the battle to the present, almost blood-turned streams have appeared on the ground, and the blood-colored mist in the air is so thick that ordinary monks can vomit.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Flower Palace is the hell on earth at this moment.

But there was no sign of fear in the eyes of these ordinary disciples, and even the battle became more and more crazy.

It's like they don't care about their lives at all.

"Hungry for fighting does not mean longing to die!"

Tang Ming was thinking firmly in his heart.

It’s not that he has seen a combat madman before, but these disciples rushing up are not the embodiment of a combat madman at all.

Under his suppression, these people had no other choice than to die.

Fighting is to better temper yourself.

But for these disciples, how could they be called having experienced a battle? It was clearly a brainless charge!

A huge divine thought suddenly surged from Tang Ming's body, covering the entire Sanhua Divine Sect's peaks.

In an instant, the true appearance of this mountain peak appeared in his mind.

I saw an invisible powder light spot floating in the air from all directions, falling on many disciples, and even drifting with the wind, covering the entire island of the Sanhua Shenzong.

Whenever someone gets this powder, the fanaticism in his eyes becomes stronger, and in the end it becomes an indescribable hollowness and numbness.

In the sky, the three divine flowers that released pollen have disappeared, and all the powder actually comes from the Flower Palace.

Among the strange golden flowers.

"A charming mind, act as a scapegoat?"

Tang Ming suddenly realized that it seemed that these people, together with ordinary disciples of the Three Flowers Divine Sect, were influenced by these pollen and entered a state without any emotion.

"The Three Flowers God Sect is cruel enough, and even the disciples of their own sect are unwilling to let go."

Tang Ming's eyes swept across the entire battlefield. Apart from the three guardians, there were no normal people there.

If the Tianzong, which had been hiding behind the rockery, had not relied on the poison-avoiding pills from the Medicine King Valley, he would have fallen into madness now.

But even so, Tianzong's breathing became heavier and he seemed to be unable to hold on.

brush!

There was already an enlightenment in his heart, and Tang Ming's eyes turned cold, and a huge black hole suddenly appeared behind him.

The black hole was only the size of an eyeball at the beginning, but it expanded to more than one person in the blink of an eye. The terrifying attraction burst out and swept across the entire flower palace.

Everyone felt that their bodies were difficult to move, as if something was peeled off from their blood meridians, almost completely tearing their bodies apart.

Whether it is spiritual energy, heaven and earth vitality or murderous aura, all the auras in heaven and earth have completely lost control and are swallowed by this black hole.

"Shura devours!"

This is the magical power that Tang Ming realized during this retreat. He directly exerted the devouring power of Immortal Shura and was swallowed into the unknown dark world.

The Immortal Shura is ancient and mysterious, and can even be traced back to ancient times. Even the powerful dragon clan can only become its food.

Now that the devouring power has erupted, how can these disciples of the Three Flowers Divine Sect resist it?

But in the blink of an eye, many people felt that their strength was exhausted and they couldn't even stand firm.

Little bits of pollen toxins that were originally integrated into their blood and meridians floated out of their bodies and all flew towards the black holes.

When all the toxins dissipated, their eyes finally returned to the expression of a living person, and they looked around in a daze.

Just one look at them, goose bumps all over their bodies.

When he smelled the bloody smell floating around, no matter the disciples of the Sanhua Shen Sect or the monks scattered all over the island, he fled to the distance with no chance.

They were extremely frightened and even ignored the fact that they were still vomiting wildly, they just wanted to leave this Shura hell quickly.

In the blink of an eye, there were only three guardians, Tianzong and others in the flower palace that were originally surrounded by numerous people.

At this moment, even the eyes of the three great guardians were filled with fear.

How long has it been since the Flower Palace with flowers everywhere turned into a hell with corpses everywhere.

But Tang Ming, who did all this, seemed to have no emotional fluctuations at all, as if he was not killing people just now, but just carrots and cabbages.

Tang Kill God!

This name that originally sounded ridiculous in their eyes was actually chilling when I think back on it.

Tang Ming didn't even look at them, but turned his gaze to the fragmented flower palace.

This flower palace was beaten to pieces in the battle just now, but the strange golden light emitted throughout the body had never dissipated.

"This Huagong is your last trump card. I have given you so long to prepare, aren't you ready to start it?"

Tang Ming looked at the golden mythical phantom on the flower palace and said lightly.

"You! Who is it?"

A stream of petals flew, and the appearance of the Golden Flower Elder Murong Qing condensed in front of the Flower Palace.

Her face was cold, and the golden robe was windless, looking at Tang Ming coldly, "Your power is absolutely impossible that an ordinary casual cultivator can possess. Could it be that you were the secret son of the sect one day, or someone from that place?"

After a battle, Murong Qing became more and more frightened and noticed something was wrong.

With the methods used by Tang Ming, whether it is physical strength or the devouring magical power just now, it is enough to compare with the top secret techniques of their Three Flowers Divine Sect.

Even in her heart, Tang Ming's methods had to overwhelm those secret techniques.

Especially Tang Ming's cold eyes, it seems that he does not take the life of the world into consideration, like a real god and a demon.
Chapter completed!