"Kill, kill, kill!"

Tang Ming waved his fist in his hand, and smashed it towards the surrounding void with a fist, and suddenly a series of piercing cracks appeared.

This rift surrounds a bloody world.

Whenever someone approaches the confines of this crack, their bodies will be torn apart and turned into a bloody storm that permeates the four heavens and the earth.

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

The background of the Three Flower Divine Sect is really terrifying, and the incomplete Three Flower Divine Sect alone is enough to crush other sects other than the Eight Great Heavenly Sects at will.

Let's just say that the many disciples gathered at this moment, in Tang Ming's divine sense, actually felt the number of more than a thousand.

Even under the peaks of the Sanhua Divine Sect, many figures were rushing over from various parts of the island.

How many people there are, even Tang Ming can't estimate now.

And now Tang Ming is not interested in being clear.

At the moment, only fighting and killing are the only things that need to be paid attention to in this battlefield.

After three years of retreat, Tang Ming had not experienced a battle for a long time, and after feeling the smell of killing again, he didn't see the slightest fear and panic, and between punches and punches, he was even more excited and crazy.

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

This rush is the opening of the real hell gate.

No matter what kind of disciple they were, no matter what kind of exercises they cultivated, it was difficult to face Tang Ming's impact.

This pure physical power made almost every corner of Tang Ming's body turn into a part of the war machine.

But anyone who was close to him, even if it was a disciple of the Yellow Flower First Lineage in the peak stage, could only hold on for a few seconds, and finally turned into a nameless corpse on the ground.

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

At this moment, a red streamer suddenly appeared behind Tang Ming, and then suddenly exploded, turning into hundreds of red powder streamers, which fell densely.

If this powder was seen with the naked eye, it would be difficult to see clearly, but in his mind, Tang Ming could feel the cold chill contained in each faint powder.

Rumble!

Without hesitation, Tang Ming turned around and smashed out with a punch, the fist collided with the sky's streamer, and suddenly erupted into a monstrous loud noise, turning into an exploding wave of shattered qi, rushing towards the surroundings.

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

And the red figure that came from the impact retreated at the same moment, and every movement did not drag the slightest mud and water.

"Huh?"

Tang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, looking in that direction.

Unexpectedly, under the collision just now, the other party did not seem to have suffered any damage.

"It turned out to be the peak of the Triple Heaven of Huading. ”

After taking a look, he saw that the Red Flower Protector was already standing among the many disciples, and the look of horror in his eyes had not completely dissipated.

As one of the protectors of the three veins, the Red Flower Protector is also a descendant disciple of the Three Flower Divine Sect, and it is very likely that he will enter the middle stage of Huading in the future.

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

Such a terrifying punch, how could it calm down the Red Flower Protector.

Even if she had already seen the horror of Tang Ming's body just now, when she really fought now, she knew in her mind what a terrifying fist this was.

"Sneak attack?

Tang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and his figure shot up from the spot like a cannonball, and rushed towards the Red Flower Protector unscrupulously.

Along the way, I don't know how many Red Flower disciples wanted to stop it, but they couldn't even block Tang Ming's figure for a moment, but they turned into blood mist and dissipated on this blood path.

Seeing Tang Ming's terrifying might, the face of the Red Flower Protector changed greatly, where did he dare to continue to fight with Tang Ming, he turned around and was about to leave.

As a cultivator refining the body, the speed of the Red Flower Protector was very fast, shuttling between the figures, and even leaving a remnant of the Dao in place.

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

I saw a black phantom roaring past, like the gate of the abyss of hell, engulfing the afterimages one after another, and approaching the red figure that kept dodging.

But many Red Flower disciples, as well as the other two major Dharma Protectors, kept making moves, forcing Tang Ming's speed to slow down a little.

"Isn't that right, aren't these people afraid of death?"

Looking at the many disciples who had been rushing up to stop him, Tang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't continue to move forward.

From the beginning of the battle to the present, there were almost small streams of blood on the ground, and the blood-colored mist in the air was so thick that the average monk could vomit.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the Flower Palace at this moment is a hell on earth.

But in the eyes of this group of ordinary disciples, there was not the slightest hint of fear, and even the battle became more and more crazy.

It's as if they don't care about their lives.

"The desire to fight does not mean the desire to die!"

Tang Ming thought about it in his heart. Three k

It's not that he hasn't seen battle maniacs, but this group of disciples who rushed up is not the embodiment of battle maniacs at all.

Under his repression, these people had no choice but to die.

Fighting is to better temper yourself.

But for this group of disciples, where can they be called to have experienced a battle? It is clearly a brainless charge!

A huge divine thought suddenly surged from Tang Ming's body, enveloping the entire mountain peak of the Three Flowers Divine Sect.

In an instant, the true face of this mountain peak came to his mind.

I saw that in the air in all directions, there was an invisible powder light point drifting away, which kept falling on the bodies of many disciples, and even drifted away with the wind, enveloping the entire island of the Three Flower Divine Sect.

Every time someone gets this powder, the frenzy in their eyes will become even stronger, and in the end it will become an indescribable emptiness and numbness.

In the sky, the three divine flowers that released pollen had disappeared, and all the powder turned out to be from within the Flower Palace.

That, among the weird golden flowers.

"Charming mind, acting as a substitute for the dead?"

Tang Ming suddenly realized, it seemed that this group of people, along with the ordinary disciples of the Three Flowers Divine Sect, had been affected by these pollen and entered a state without any feelings.

"The Sanhua Divine Sect is ruthless enough, and even the disciples of his own sect refuse to let go. ”

Tang Ming's gaze swept across the entire battlefield, except for the three major protectors, where were there any normal people.

Tianzong, who had been hiding behind the rockery, if it weren't for the poison-avoiding pills of the Medicine King Valley, I am afraid that he would have fallen into madness now.

But even so, Tianzong's breathing became heavier and heavier, and it seemed that it was about to be unable to support it.

Brush!

With a clear understanding in his heart, Tang Ming's eyes were cold, and a huge black hole suddenly appeared behind him.

The black hole was the size of an eyeball at first, but in the blink of an eye, it expanded to the height of a person, and a terrifying attraction erupted from it, sweeping the entire flower palace and beyond.

Everyone only felt that their bodies could not move, as if something in the blood meridians had been stripped out, almost tearing their bodies apart.

Whether it was the spiritual energy, the heaven and earth vitality or the murderous energy, all the breath between heaven and earth was completely out of control and was swallowed by this black hole.

"Shura Devouring!"

This is the magical power that Tang Ming comprehended during this retreat, directly exerting the devouring power of the immortal Shura, and being swallowed into the unknown dark world.

The Immortal Shura is ancient and mysterious, even dating back to ancient times, and even the mighty dragons can only be its food.

Now that the devouring power has exploded, how can this group of disciples of the Three Flower Divine Sect be able to resist it.

However, in the blink of an eye, many people felt that all their strength was drained, and they couldn't even stand on their feet.

A little bit of pollen toxin, which had been integrated into their blood and meridians, floated out of their bodies, and all of them flew towards the black hole.

When all the toxins dissipated, their eyes finally returned to the look of living people, and they looked in all directions in a daze.

Just one glance and goosebumps popped up all over their bodies.

Smelling the smell of blood wafting all around, whether it was the disciples of the Sanhua Divine Sect or the monks scattered all over the island, they all fled into the distance without their lives.

They were so frightened that they didn't even want to vomit wildly, and they just wanted to leave this Shura hell as soon as possible.

In the blink of an eye, in the Flower Palace, which was originally still heavily surrounded, there were only the three major protectors and Tianzong and others left.

At this moment, even the eyes of the three protectors were full of fear.

It's only been a long time, and the flower-filled Flower Palace has turned into a hell full of corpses.

But Tang Ming, who had done all this, didn't seem to have the slightest emotional fluctuation, as if what he killed just now was not a person, but a radish and cabbage.

Don Kill God!

In their eyes, this name, which originally sounded ridiculous, is actually chilling when looking back at this moment.

Tang Ming didn't even look at them, but turned his gaze to the shattered Flower Palace.

This flower palace was shattered in the battle just now, but the strange golden light emitted from the whole body has never dissipated.

"This flower palace is your last hole card, has it given you so much time to prepare, aren't you ready to launch?"

Tang Ming looked at the golden mythical phantom on the Flower Palace and said lightly.

"Who are you?"

A burst of flower petals flew, condensing the appearance of Elder Murong Qing of the Golden Flower in front of the Flower Palace.

Her face was cold, her golden robe was windless, and she looked at Tang Ming coldly, "With such strength as yours, it is absolutely impossible for an ordinary casual cultivator to have, could it be that you are the shadow son of the Heavenly Sect, or the person who came out of that place?"

After a battle, Murong Qing became more and more frightened, and even more aware that something was wrong.

With the means that Tang Ming had unleashed, whether it was the physical strength or the devouring divine power just now, it was enough to compare with the top secret method of their Three Flower Divine Sect.

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

Especially Tang Ming's cold eyes, as if he didn't put the life of the world in his eyes, like a real god and demon.

Murong Qing was sure that Tang Ming was by no means an ordinary person.