Chapter 388 Eight-way Wind Splatter

Tang Jitian's "Heaven and Earth Destruction, Ghost Dementation" is obviously more strange and profound than the ghost thoughts of the four ghost masters of Ye Xiaojia, B, C and Ding. When he raised his hand, he took the soul refining of two poisonous beasts, which was fierce and vicious and powerful. Moreover, he can manipulate foreign objects with the method of dementation for his own use, but the dementor can't help but let it be controlled, which is very evil.

He has obviously been practicing this kind of ghost magic for a long time. He has his own deterrent momentum and reflects the strange aura formed by hundreds of ghost masters and ghost warriors on Qixing Island. He is so shocked by hundreds of poisonous and blood beasts on such a large square that he dare not act rashly and submits to himself. Poor Tang Zhizhan has been working hard for decades and has made wedding clothes for people, so even his soul is held in the palm of his hand at this time. People are knives and I have to be slaughtered by others for fish.

"Good sculpture." Tang Jitian couldn't help but praise that he was so brave. He had the intention of subduing himself. Of course, he was too lazy to do anything to convince people with virtue. He always grabbed things directly. For those who were dissatisfied with resistance, they would be suppressed by force. The other party either succumbed to it, or would rather be broken for jade than tiles. All.

Of course, Tang Jitian can see that the golden-winged Tianbei is Yunzheng's pet, but since he loves it, he must take it, not to mention using this method to suppress Yunzheng. He recited the spell of "destruction of heaven and earth, ghost dementation", and a black ghost claw shadow appeared in front of his right palm, and grabbed the head of the golden-winged eagle.

He wants to subdue Jinpeng for his own use, so he only uses 30% of the power of ghost thoughts, and consciously can control Jinpeng's soul thoughts. As soon as the ghost claws came out, the wind hit the face, and the surrounding light was dark. Yun Zheng and others felt that the cold wind was piercing and painful like a cone.

Jiutian Jinpeng subconsciously dodged, and the right wing rolled up the golden blade whirlwind and patted it towards the ghost claws, but the ghost of Qixing Island Ninja Hall was extremely evil and traceless, but it was not something that ordinary golden blade wind could catch. The golden blade whirlwind hit out wildly, and the ghost claw shadow was not affected at all. ** caught the top door of Jiutian Jinpeng. chu.

If the natural protection of the holy beast outside Jinpeng is broken by the ghost's claws, once the soul is contained, it is inevitable that people can control and do whatever they want. Nine days, the golden light flashed all over Jinpeng, and a layer of flame rose, spontaneously activating the protection of the body. The ghost claws released by Tang Jitian pounced on the golden light, and the sound of gold and iron rubbing was endless. The golden light shone, and the ghost claws actually broke more than three inches.

There was hope to succeed. Tang Jitian was overjoyed and glanced aside proudly. Suddenly, he saw a purple flame rising under Yun Zheng's feet. A white shadow shot out between his eyebrows and condensed into a young man in white. He took a three-foot purple electric light sword and swept straight over, and his hand fell. "Puffo" cut off Tang Jitian's dark ghost claws.

At the same time, the purple thunder flashed and burned back along the faint black smoke. Tang Jitian was shocked and quickly patted his left palm forward, eliminating the aftershocks of purple electricity.

Yun Zheng took a step forward and stood in front of the golden-winged Tiandiao and Tang Zhifa. His divine thoughts were restrained and his divine thoughts were transformed into the eyes of people and lightsabers.

It can show your own divine phantom like an entity, which is the strength that only an eight-grade hundred-foot inscription master can have. Yun Zhengming's martial arts practice, and Tang Jitian has seen the wonders of Yun Zheng's thunder cultivation on the banks of the Shengtian River. At that time, Yun Zheng not only promoted his martial arts cultivation, but also revealed the cultivation of the realm of the seven-grade inscription master. Tang Jitian did not expect that his divine image condensed in the realm of the seven-grade inscription master could be so strong that it could appear as true.

This is too contrary to common sense. Tang Jitian secretly thought that the method practiced by the boy surnamed Yun is too terrible. Don't raise a tiger as a problem. It's better to get rid of it earlier.

Yun Zheng solved the encirclement of the golden-winged heavenly eagle with one move, and waved the heavenly eagle into the spiritual pet bracelet, so as not to make people miss it. He glanced at Tang Jitian and said coldly, "Mr. Tang, this small act of forcibly taking other people's spirit beasts seems to be not commensurate with your identity as the head of the Seven Star Island Ninja Hall."

Tang Jitian carried his hands on his back and looked up to the sky and laughed, "The practitioners seize the creation of heaven and earth, and the strong are respected. What I want is taken away. How can there be so much nonsense? I think your talent is extraordinary, and the cultivation of mental methods is amazing. I cherish your strong cultivation, and now I will give you a chance. As long as you are willing to throw yourself under this throne and work for Qixing Island, I will immediately raise you to the head of the three elders, and your future achievements will be unlimited. If you are willing, you can kneel down to me, obediently offer the holy demon spirit behind you, find the suzerain of the Tang family, take this holy emperor's legacy as the foundation, and make a career in Zhongtian in the future. Do you think it's good?

His words made the wolf's ambition obvious. Not only did the little demon Ling Geya look at him angrily, but also Tang Zhifa also thought about the meaning of the words. This is to annex the ancestral foundation that Ling Tianyu has relied on for thousands of years to survive. Although the soul hall Tang Zhizhan is hateful, this Tang Jitian is hateful.

At present, only Yun Zheng can rely on, and Ge Yatang's benevolent eyes have fallen on him.

Yun Zheng laughed and said, "Tang Jitian, you are just a frog at the bottom of the well hiding on an island in a corner of the sea of demons. The power you rely on is just a group of ghosts who sell their souls to the evil spirits in prison, but you have the ambition to dominate the sky. I don't think it's ridiculous, but I'm all for you. Blushing. It also beautifies the high-sounding behavior of indulging greed to rob rare beasts and spirits and birds, and respects the strong. Save it and understand the meaning of the strong first.

Tang Jitian Eagle's eyes are like a knife, and his murderous intention has increased, but he is unwilling to be angry with himself as a master. He sneers, "The smelly boy, I don't play the advantage of talking with you. There is a saying that those who know the current affairs are handsome. With the strength of you, if you want to compete with me, isn't it be an arm as a car?"

Yun Zheng said, "Try it and you will know." Before the eyes signaled Ge Yaren Xintang Zhifa and several people to stand at the Zhuhong Giant Gate that had been unlocked from the inscription array, he stood firm and condened his thoughts, with purple flames around him, guarding in front of the Holy Heavenly Hall like a mountain.

"Okay, let me try your fighting power of Ming Wu Shuangxiu, so that you can be convinced." Tang Jitian waved his hand, and his body floated away from Yunzheng. The ghost cultivation of the Ninja Hall and the poisonous-blooded beasts who squeezed up the steps also retreated one after another, freeing up an empty area for competition.

Tang Jitian manipulated thousands of poisonous blood beasts to surround a large holy heavenly treasure hall with the great method of "destruction of heaven and ghosts dementation". He thought that there were 500 elite disciples to help him. Yun Zheng and Tang Zhifa were already like turtles in the urn. He was fearless, so he had the idea of fighting with Yun Zheng.

Before he took action, the tall warrior in strong armor next to him came forward and saluted, "Master, how can you kill the chicken with a cow knife? Let him teach this boy a lesson. A knife is enough to kill him."

Tang Jitian pondered slightly and nodded, "It's okay."

"Thank you, Lord." The tall warrior in strong armor bowed and retreated, turned to the front of the hall and stood at a distance of more than ten meters from the clouds. It was as black as an iron tower, slowly pulling out a big knife from the Tibetan ring. The knife was about six feet long, with a thick back and wide blade, and the white light was as thick as if it were about to drip down.

This martial arts practice is one of the three elders under the throne of Tangji. His name is Huo Tiandu. He was born in Jindaomen, a famous martial arts master of the Fengyi Dynasty. He is strong and talented. He reached the realm of six mountains in less than 30 years old. Originally, he had a good future in the sect, but he was grumpy and murderous, causing a terrible disaster. He was chased and killed by more than a dozen martial arts sect masters all the way to the sea of demons. He was rescued by Tang Jitian, who had traveled abroad, and took him as a disciple of Qixing Island. Under careful **, his cultivation realm was promoted to the seventh paragraph. , he was promoted to an elder by Tang Jitian and became the most powerful doorman.

This time, the elites of Qixing Island were all dispatched and poured out. Huo Tiandu was always taken by Tang Jitian all the way. There was no opportunity to act alone. He felt that he had not made any achievements. Last time, he encouraged one of the three elders to act without authorization to kill Mo Beichou but lost his life. He He felt that his guilt was not small, so now he had the opportunity to establish his work, so he hurriedly asked for action.

When Huo Tiandu was studying art in the Golden Knife Gate, he specialized in golden evil martial arts. A set of "eight-way splashing wind knives" made him fascinated. After the Seven Star Island Ninja Hall, his cultivation rose sharply, and soon climbed to the seven-stage six-star realm, and Tang Jitian stimulated his potential with the ghost secret method, which made Huo Tiandu's martial arts really be used to the peak. The force is comparable to eight paragraphs.

Huo Tiandu held the knife in both hands, and the knife was cold. He shouted, "Kid, go to hell!" Then he rushed to Yunzheng, and his footsteps roared. Seven sections of shaking the ground vigorously made the surrounding bluestone ground tremble with a range of ten feet. It was still far away from Yunzheng. The golden power under his feet condensed into waves, and the silver-white golden blade rolled like a wave and hit the place where Yunzheng landed, with great momentum.

Yun Zheng sneered at the corners of his mouth, and the seven sections of shaking the ground, but that's all. His footsteps were wrong, and the sea exerted strength, and the rolling thunderstorm came out. His right foot suddenly stamped on the ground. There was a loud "bang", and the purple thunder was released along his right leg. The thunder roared. The ground several feet in front of him was blown away by purple electricity. The purple electric light was twisted like branches and twisted into a net, rolling forward, and the bluestone exploded where it passed by. For the powder, he met the rolling golden blade wave in an instant.

Bum, bang, bang...

The sound was continuous, the electric light was shining, and the golden blade flew over. The powerful force of the two hit together in the middle position, which instantly aroused a powerful light curtain several feet long and two feet high. The flashing purple electric light network kept bursting, smashing thousands of golden blades.

The fire can melt gold, not to mention that Yunzheng is taken from the thunder fire. Between a few breaths, the purple lightning extinguished the formation of the golden blade released by Huo Tiandu.