And these blood went to float towards Zhu Ting. As Zhu Ting absorbed it, blood-colored patterns appeared on his red robe. And around these patterns, there is also a layer of golden edges. The whole red robe became a little longer, and there was a wavy hem, all with an evil aura.

Zhu Ting's figure disappeared in place and reappeared beside Qingcheng. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Qingcheng Lao Dao's head, Qingcheng had no power to resist at all. The two men disappeared at the same time, and when they reappeared, they were already on the high platform. At this moment, the high platform has almost disappeared, and it is all potholes. However, there is a complete place, and in this complete circular seat, there is a dying Heavenly Dao Mage.

The Heavenly Dao Mage looked at Zhu Ting who appeared in front of him, and couldn't help grinning at the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't say anything. Zhu Ting waved his hand, and a red light shrouded the Heavenly Dao Mage's chest, and the Heavenly Dao Master's face became much more ruddy.

"Qingcheng, you are a scourge. Why do you want to guide him into the demon?" As soon as the Heavenly Dao Mage spoke, he did not say Zhu Ting, but said to the Qingcheng Taoist priest in Zhu Ting's hand.

"Hehe, although there are some discrepancies, but I can see that you bald donkeys are unlucky, and the result is not much worse. Daoist Qingcheng took a breath and said with a smile.

"Alas, Qingcheng, haven't you noticed that there are so many more Buddhist cultivators than Taoist priests, but you have never unified the Heavenly Dao Alliance? There are so many Buddhas, but they have always maintained a balance, because there are too many people who have died in Buddha's practice. Otherwise, why did the master let the old man be born and walk the world. Cultivating the Chosen Son is actually not to suppress the Dao Alliance, but to the future of the Heavenly Dao Alliance. I chose Buddha cultivators instead of Taoist priests because that thing requires more Buddha power to fight against. Could it be that in your eyes, there are only grievances between the Heavenly Alliance and the Dao Alliance?" said the Heavenly Dao Mage softly, with a hint of sadness between his eyes. Without waiting for the Qingcheng Taoist priest to reply, he looked at Zhu Ting again.

"The teacher is incompetent and fails to guide you to the right path. I thought that after the ceremony, the heavenly thunder could purify all the evil qi in your body, and then practice the Dharma, and you would inevitably become a Heavenly Buddha. It's a pity that I didn't wait for that moment after all. The old man is ashamed, he has not fulfilled his responsibility as a guide, he is ashamed of his master, and he is ashamed of all living beings in the Ming Dynasty. Amitabha. The Heavenly Dao Master pronounced the Buddha's name, and the breath of his whole body began to flow rapidly.

"If you can't get rid of evil, don't persuade people to do good. Didn't your Buddha teach you this truth?" Zhu Ting stretched out his hand and inhaled, and the Heavenly Dao Master flew up, his head pressed into his palm. Immediately, a thread of blood drilled into the Heavenly Dao Mage's seven orifices from Zhu Ting's fingers. Soon the aura of the Heavenly Dao Mage disappeared completely, and Zhu Ting's face showed a sudden expression, and he let go of the Heavenly Dao Mage's head. And at this moment, there was no trace of blood left on the Heavenly Dao Mage's body.

"You actually absorbed his essence blood and read his memory?" Qingcheng Daoist looked at the corpse of the Heavenly Dao Mage with some horror, and then asked Zhu Ting.

"It seems that you underestimated my potential. Heaven is right, I am God. The corners of Zhu Ting's mouth twitched and said. However, he didn't make a move against Qingcheng, but let go of him. But the last blood vessel penetrated his body.

Qingcheng Daoist's face looked a lot better, and he also looked a lot more energetic. When he was curious about Zhu Ting's purpose, he knew it immediately. A crazy blood-colored energy forcefully penetrated into Qingcheng's meridians. Not only did it not quiet down, but it frantically wandered in the meridians of the Qingcheng Taoist priest. Everywhere they passed, the meridians were wounded, but they were not broken. Suddenly, the green tendons on the forehead of the Qingcheng Taoist priest were highlighted, and the sweat droplets of beans soon flowed down. He rolled wildly, but he couldn't let out his wail.

Zhu Ting didn't look at Daoist Qingcheng again, and let him suffer silently over there. His figure vanished again, instantly appearing in a nearby lightning hole. In the hole in the ground, there was a man lying at the moment, dressed in a white robe without any traces of blood, but with five holes in his back. Zhu Ting stretched out his hand to the figure lying at the bottom of the pit and bent his fingers violently. To his surprise, the figure didn't react.

"I know you're awake. I didn't expect you to be able to fight against the Heavenly Thunder, and you also used the Heavenly Thunder to contact the control of the bloodshot. Zhu Ting said to the figure.

"It's not confrontation, it's just a little bit of resistance. As soon as Zhu Ting's words fell, the figure in the pit directly turned over and jumped out of the pit. Tang Chao looked at Zhu Ting with complicated eyes, and then said with a smile.

"Are you pitying me? You ant, you look at me like that. Zhu Ting's indifferent face had a ridiculous expression.

"Actually, I'm also curious about what you are, so I stayed. "Tang Dynasty and Zhu Ting stood opposite each other through the huge pit on the ground. "A victim of a conspiracy. No, the victim of two conspiracies, it is indeed a little pitiful. ”

"Poor? Are you qualified to use words? Just because you can lock your own essence and blood, do you think I can't absorb you?" Zhu Ting asked as he stared at Tang Chao.

"It's not that I can lock it, it's that you're too weak to suck it. Last question, are you really the Chosen One?" Tang Chao held out a finger and asked.

Zhu Ting waved his hand suddenly, and a thunderbolt flashed directly in the sky, slashing at Tang Dynasty. The Tang Dynasty dodged and dodged, but was chased by more thunder and lightning. Finally, after a thunderbolt was added, he was directly hacked down. As he said, the thunder and lightning did him little harm.

"Damn it, you can even summon the heavenly thunder directly to the enemy. Before Tang Chao finished speaking, the space he was in suddenly collapsed. If it weren't for the speed of his dodge, maybe at this time, he would have fallen into the spatial rift. "There's even the ability to manipulate space. ”

After Tang Chao muttered to himself, a long sword appeared in his hand, and a sword qi slashed down. The huge sword qi slashed head-on at Zhu Ting, but when it reached the top of Zhu Ting's head, it fell directly into the shattered space.

"You are not the chosen son, this Heavenly Dao is really your father, you are its own son. Before Tang Chao's words fell, he turned into an afterimage and flew into the distance.

However, behind him, a figure kept flashing, it was Zhu Ting. Zhu Ting, who did not appear with an afterimage, looked more like a teleporter. The rapid flight of the Tang Dynasty stepping on the flying sword did not shake him off. And the city of Suncheon under the two of them has become a pile of ruins, and all the buildings have been torn apart by lightning strikes. Tang Dynasty casually found a direction, and hurried away without looking back. Zhu Ting followed closely behind, following him in a flash, and did not mean to let him go.