"What is that?" Even the brows of the abbot of Dajue furrowed when Tang Ming's right hand, which was wrapped in pitch-black armor, poked out of the mud.

I don't know why, the moment that thing appeared, he had a very bad feeling of heartbeat, that feeling was not from the aura, or the coercion on top of the visual impact, but a feeling from the deepest part of the heart.

It is an extremely incongruous, uncomfortable feeling.

"Is it?'s Reiki Nature?" said to the abbot of Dajue in a rare whisper to himself, the aura itself reflected the most true self in a person's heart.

In the words of Buddhism, it is the so-called true self, and the level of aura that can be cultivated by a modification depends on the true self in the heart. The stronger the true self, the stronger the aura nature that has been cultivated.

It's like saying that this king is born with a thirst for killing, and the aura he cultivates is destined to be ugly and hateful.

But Biping's aura is ...... How could this be?

Thundered. I don't know if the earth began to shake again, or if it was caused by Tang Ming, in short, the ground of the entire Pingdingshan began to tremble continuously.

Then the right hand that had just stretched out and was wrapped in black armor was supported on the ground, as if it was about to pull its body out of the abyss, and the sound of running water in the mire continued to sound.

After two more breaths, Tang Ming's entire body was wrapped in pitch-black armor, and his aura was revealed, step by step.

Standing still on top of the mire, the mud on his body did not sit on the ground with gravity, but was sucked into the aura under the armor that seemed to breathe.

"What level of aura is this?" Xing Cai'er immediately gasped and instinctively took a step back, standing beside the old nun.

The old nun also shook her head: "I can't see it, but the aura above this aura is not strong, but the fluctuations caused by the essence aura are really a bit strong." ”

Wang Ping looked at Tang Ming among the black war gods in front of him with cold eyes, and his eyes were cold and terrifying: "Boy, I have to say, you really have a lot of tricks, the true aspect of your aura? ”

Tang Ming didn't speak, this was the first time he had used the aura essence after he broke through to the Dao Xuan Sevenfold, and the power of this essence was really not comparable to the time when he used it in the lower world.

Although the size of the Black Mist God of War has not changed much, the black armor on his body feels obviously thicker, according to Tang Ming's attack, even if it is the modification of the Tianxuan Double, it may not be able to shatter the armor on the Black Mist God of War with a single blow.

Even though it is not a long time, but the strength shown by Tang Ming's aura essence has far exceeded the ordinary aura nature, according to Tang Ming's own estimate, his own aura essence is only afraid

At least I have the ability of the Xuan Rank.

"Do you dare to pretend to be deep with me here, I want your life!" Wang Ping only felt that he was being neglected, this feeling was unbearable for him, and his huge body shook in the sky, hitting the air in front of him with one hand.

A palm print containing the pitch-black aura was "Boom!", and it slapped on the chest of the Black Mist God of War that Tang Ming had conjured.

The armor on the chest of the Black Mist God of War was obviously dented, forming a five-fingered handprint, but the armor did not mean to collapse half of it.

"What a hard armor!" Xing Cai'er's eyes lit up, the move just now, if it was her opponent, she would definitely not be able to catch that move, but it was such a sharp move that fell on Tang Ming's body, but it only dented the armor, which showed that the aura that Tang Ming had conjured up now was really so strong.

"Tut-tut! This is not a loss to the seniors, and there are indeed some means that we can't understand!" Xing Cai'er smiled, taking it all for granted.

Wang Ping took a step back with his Shura Appearance, and when he saw that Tang Ming still didn't move, he immediately sneered, and then roared: "Tsk, I really didn't see it, Little Senior Brother didn't expect that your last resort was to get yourself a huge turtle shell to put on! Do you really think that this turtle shell can protect your safety? I'll let you know now, you can only bluff people's aura nature, and you are worthless in front of me!"

Wang Ping's roar was twisted and mad. Following the huge aura behind him, he stretched out his hands and pinched them in the space in front of him.

Then two blood-red blades more than three meters long appeared in the hands of the aura nature.

"Twin swords, slaughter!" At this moment, the aura of more than thirty meters long suddenly became illusory, and when everyone saw Wang Ping, Wang Ping had already appeared behind Tang Ming with a huge aura avatar, and crossed his hands and made a sheathed motion!

......

"Poof!"

When the twin swords dissipated behind him, a huge cross-shaped wound was suddenly opened on the chest of the Black Mist God of War, and among the black armor, the black mist contained in the ghost spear writhed wildly like a whirlpool, emitting bursts of ghost crying wolf howls!

"What is that?" Monk Dajue frowned, the true nature of the aura, the source of the ability to operate, is still the aura, but what is contained under the black armor is not like the aura, it is a kind of aura outside the aura.

When Tang Ming turned around, Wang Ping naturally saw the huge cross mark on the other party's chest, as well as the black mist circulating in the trace, but Wang Ping was not afraid at all, he just snorted coldly: "Pretend to be a ghost!" Then the aura essence pinched in the void again, and a crimson long sword appeared in the hand of the aura essence.

"It's just a single one after all

It's just a clever waste, I'm just going to let you see, what is the real strength!" Wang Ping roared, and at this moment, he jumped high, and the aura was three hundred zhang in the air, followed him to catch the short-term heart force generated by the jump, and frantically waved the blood-colored sword blade in his hand in the sky.

Under the agitation of this aura, the raindrops that gradually fell on the ground in your dark clouds turned a red color and a very pungent smell of blood.

"I seem to have heard of Wang Ping's move!" the old nun looked at Wang Ping in the sky and frowned. Then asked the great bull riding monk who was doing it on the side.

"I said Qingniu old man, do you still remember the trick of the murderous king who dominated the world back then, and became famous?"

The old man's gaze on the green bull gradually became solemn, and finally his gaze fell on the sky: "It's the Blood God Vortex, no, this kid is still so young, why make the Blood God Vortex." ”

"What's so strange about this, back then, the Killing King was only twenty-seven years old, and he used a blood god vortex to kill an entire city. The old nun pursed her shriveled lips and said.

It's a pity that the next moment all the suspicions turned into floating clouds.

The thunderclouds in the sky seemed to be dragged together to the blood-red sword, and the thick thunderclouds were rendered into a bright red color, plus the raindrops that kept flowing down in the sky.

It was as if a river of blood was hanging upside down in the sky, heavy, weird, and with that sense of oppression that came from the deepest part of the soul.

"Blood God Vortex!" At this moment, the thunderclouds twisted, and finally pressed down towards Tang Ming, and after an instant, the ground on the top of the entire Pingding Mountain was oppressed by it and dropped a few points, and the slightly weaker disciples of each sect knelt directly on the ground and foamed at the mouth, which was a little unconscious.

The masters in the sect still dared to be careless, and one by one they swept the snow in front of the door to create a protective cover on the heads of their own sect disciples, so that those sect disciples who could not bear the oppression could breathe a sigh of relief.

"Little junior brother be careful!" Bi Ping shouted, he didn't know why, he always felt that if it was really the blood god vortex that smashed on Pingdingshan, the entire Pingdingshan would collapse because of it.

The wine gourd in the hand of the seventh uncle was directly pinched out of a crack, and at this moment, the eyes of the drunken seventh uncle became extremely fierce.

He was ready, and as long as Tang Ming had the intention of not being able to support it for a while, he would directly take action and rescue Tang Ming from Wang Ping's hands.

"Boom!" Finally, at this moment, the Blood God Vortex smashed on the opposite platform.

This was accompanied by a tooth-aching, distorted sound.

Finally, in the crunching sound, the pair of platforms began to sink, it was really like opening a blood-colored vortex that would cut people on the mountain, and the black god of war that Tang Ming had turned into was even more deeply trapped in it, and he had to be attacked by it every moment

Hit a thousand times!

"Let's fall!" Wang Ping sneered and slowly fell from the sky, but he frowned, and found that something was wrong with the Blood God Vortex.

The Blood God Vortex he threw down just now was obviously rotating clockwise, why did the Kung Fu Blood God Vortex actually become counterclockwise in the blink of an eye?

"Something is wrong?" Wang Ping frowned, and as soon as his front foot landed on the ground, he immediately noticed that the constantly rotating Blood God Vortex was decreasing at an extremely rapid speed.

To be precise, the aura in the blood god vortex is being absorbed?

"How is this possible?" Wang Ping took a step back, and with that glance just now, he almost scared his three souls away.

It won't be wrong, that little junior brother, that inconspicuous Bi Fang, is actually absorbing the Blood God Vortex, this is the trick of the first killer king Ye Mei back then?

And now Tang Ming is absorbing this thing.

If you want to use an analogy to say how frightened Tang Ming is doing, it is like watching a normal person eat a sharp knife.

"Hehe, thank you so much for your hospitality, as for the thank you, I'm just a little more generous, and send you directly to see the Buddha......"

(End of chapter)