Tang Ming turned his head leisurely, looked at Long Ao and said, "Revenge?

As he spoke, Tang Ming waved his hand again, and there was no trace of the Netherworld people in the sky for an instant.

Long Ao's face was full of surprise: "This ...... So many Netherworlds...... Why is it suddenly gone...... And those guards from my five-clawed Golden Dragon City...... How to ......"

Seeing Long Ao speaking incoherently, Tang Ming didn't explain, but with a thought, he entered the Hata Valley with Long Ao.

"Buzz!"

As a feeling of dizziness came, Long Ao saw that the scenery in front of him had all changed, and what caught his eyes was no longer the familiar five-clawed golden dragon city, but valleys.

In the valley, the guards of his five-clawed Golden Dragon City and the guards of Qilin City and Golden Toad City stayed in it, and on the other side stood opposite each other, it was the Netherworld who had disappeared just now.

The guards below only felt a flower in front of them just now, and they came here, and before they could fully understand what was going on, they found that tens of thousands of Netherworld people had also come to this space.

"Ah...... Is that...... Nether Clan ......"

"Then Tang Ming put us in...... And put so many Netherworld......"

"It's going to kill us!"

"There are so many Netherworlds, how to fight, there is no chance of winning at all!"

"Not only that, but the strength and aura of these Netherworld Clans are all comparable to the five levels of the Immortal Realm, and among the thousands of us who can reach more than five levels, not even half of them can reach the fifth level!"

"Could it be that such a powerful Netherworld was released from the seal under the guardian city?"

"This guy is a complete lunatic......"

Tang Ming listened to their discussions, didn't make any comments, just glanced at them lightly, and said aloud:

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't you often say how much you have contributed to the war against the Netherworld, why not do it now, this is a good time to show your heroism!"

The people who were originally at the gate of Phoenix City were full of righteous accusations, and they all lowered their heads at this time.

Admittedly, they just say it.

How could a soldier who had really made a great contribution to the human race go to the gate of Phoenix City to block Tang Ming, what is the difference between this and the ruffian on the street?

Looking at the cowardly crowd, Tang Ming couldn't help but sneer, his eyes full of disdain.

He released so many Netherworlds, of course, he didn't want them to come to the Huohuo Upper Realm, after all, if the Upper Realm really missed, then the Nether Realm and the Middle Realm would definitely not be better.

After all, there is no reason for the eggs under the nest, and Tang Ming still understands it.

What he wants to do is to annihilate the entire Netherworld in one fell swoop!

"Here come the guns!"

Tang Ming let out an angry roar suspended above the many Netherworlds, and in an instant, a pitch-black spear was condensed in his hand!

"Nine Styles of Broken Sun - Burning Flame is coming!"

Tang Ming roared angrily and pointed the spear in his hand towards the Netherworld

The direction of the person was thrown hard.

"Phew!"

The sound of piercing the void appeared, causing some turmoil in the entire Thana Valley.

"Hum~"

In the Hatred Valley, this originally incomparably stable space hummed, and cracks appeared in the space.

"Boom!"

But in the blink of an eye, the spear in Tang Ming's hand had already smashed to the ground.

The Netherworld, who was still arrogant at the previous moment, was instantly shocked, and dozens of Netherworld people whose strength was comparable to the fifth level of the Immortal Realm exploded in the blink of an eye.

Not far away, hope ignited in the eyes of the group of soldiers who were still accusing Tang Ming a moment ago.

They originally thought that Tang Ming had brought them here, and then put in the tens of thousands of Netherworlds, in order to borrow a knife to kill people and let the Netherworld destroy them.

And now, they saw that Tang Ming had such great power with just a seemingly ordinary shot, and he could destroy dozens of Netherworld people with a single move.

Although they had fought against Netherworld's minions, it had never been so easy.

At this time, under Tang Ming's hands, the Netherworld seemed to be just a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and they didn't even have the most basic qualifications to resist!

Tang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly: "No...... It's not enough!"

The group of soldiers looked at Tang Ming with dull faces:

"What?"

"He said it wasn't enough?"

"Are you saying you haven't killed enough?"

"How is it possible, this blow has already killed more than a dozen Netherworlds!"

"Look, what's that?"

......

Everyone who was immersed in the scene of the Netherworld being shocked and killed all looked back.

found that Tang Ming had condensed another spear in his hand, compared to the previous gun, the gun that Tang Ming held again was filled with endless depression, and the color was also brown.

"Broken Sun Nine Style-"

Tang Ming's roar sounded, and a group of Netherworld people hurriedly resisted, they felt that they were just careless just now, otherwise they would not have lost so badly.

A Nether Captain organized, "Everyone obeys!"

"Tie!"

An obscure ancient word came out of the mouth of the Nether Captain.

For a moment, the Netherworlds, who were still chaotic at the previous moment, immediately integrated together, raised their shields in their left hands, and supported the large sword in their right hand on the ground.

"Tie!"

All the Netherworld people shouted in unison, this dark crowd actually formed the shape of an inverted cup, the shield was outside, the sword was propped inside, and everyone's breath was connected together, looking indestructible.

The Nether Captain said loudly, "Chatter! Do you think the same move will work against us?"

A sharp smile rose at the corner of Tang Ming's mouth and said, "You aliens, you aliens, are trying in vain to get involved in the forces of the human race, and today I will let you have no return!"

As he spoke, the green tendons in Tang Ming's hands burst out and grabbed them

The spear was tossed at the Netherfolk again.

"Nine Styles of Broken Sun - Poisonous Miasma Karmic Fire!"

"Poof!"

The seemingly indestructible Netherworld Clan's formation was easily cut through by Tang Ming like paper, and the powerful spear body exploded again in the Netherworld crowd, causing everyone's faces to become more and more gloomy.

It was the fire poison contained in the second layer of Tang Ming's Broken Yang Nine Style, and at this time, those Netherworld people who were contaminated by the poisonous gas felt that their internal organs were burning, and they were in great pain.

However, in two or three breaths, the eighty or ninety Netherworld people whose strength was comparable to the fifth level of the Immortal Realm, because they were infected with the fire poison of the poisonous miasma karmic fire, burned from the inside out, leaving only the clumps of ashes that burned to the bone, telling the fact that they once existed.

"Is this the supreme man of the human race that the Lord said?"

"Where is this still fighting, this is a naked slaughter of my Netherworld!"

"I can't raise a trace of war intent at all!"

"I feel like I'm an ant in front of him that can be pinched to death......"

“......”

Tens of thousands of Netherworld people muttered, and even the Netherworld Captain, who was still shouting at that moment, sat down on the ground and gave up resistance.

"Heh, it's useless to give up resistance!" Tang Ming looked down at them from above in the sky, and said with anger in his eyes:

"Ever since you were planning to invade the Void World, I have regarded you as mortal enemies!"

"You go around slaughtering the Terrans, and even treating the Terrans as meat, this is an unforgivable crime!"

"I've seen countless families who have been separated because of your Netherworld!"

Speaking of this, Tang Ming remembered the mother and daughter who were almost starving to death, their innocent and helpless expressions were deeply engraved in Tang Ming's mind, and they no longer reminded Tang Ming all the time that the Netherworld Clan deserved to die!

Tang Ming waved his hand again, and pinched another spear in the void, and there were endless surging monstrous flames on the body of the spear, which was obviously flames, but it was dark black, surging, as if it was about to burn everything around it!

"The Third Form of the Broken Sun Nine Style—"

Tang Ming raised the spear above his head and threw it forward, heading straight for the place where the Netherworld people were!

"Snort!"

The spear slashed through the air, causing the surrounding aura to burn as it passed, sweeping towards the Netherworld with a sea of fire.

"Demon Flame Slaughter!"

After Tang Ming burst into a shout, a huge roar echoed with him.

"Boom!"

Under this move, hundreds of Netherworld people were burned to death, and tens of thousands of Netherworld people were injured by one-tenth, which can be imagined as terrifying!

The killing intent in Tang Ming's eyes did not decrease: "Under the iron cavalry of your Netherworld, my human race is already full of corpses, and ordinary people are not one in ten!"

"So, I'm going to crush all of you one by one!"

"Here come the guns!"

Tang Ming roared again, not only did he have an extra spear in his hand, but the unique pitch-black sky of Na Valley, which was originally hated, was burned out of holes at this time, and the flames were burned in everyone's pupils, especially the apocalyptic scene.

"The Fourth Form of the Broken Sun Nine Styles—"

"Candle Sky is raging!"

With Tang Ming's roar, the flames in the sky and the spear in Tang Ming's hand all poured towards the Netherworld.

"Zizizi!"

The black gold armor of many Netherpeople began to turn into liquid, and then, the weak Netherworld people were directly burned to death.

Tang Ming was still puzzled, because although nearly a thousand Netherworld Clans comparable to the Fifth Immortal Realm had died, it was still difficult to understand the hatred in Tang Ming's heart.

"The Fifth Form of the Nine Styles of Broken Sun—"

"Refining the sea and dry river!"

After another move, the ubiquitous burning sensation scorched the Netherworlds.

"Phew!"

"Only about two thousand Nethers have died, and it seems that the Netherworld people I met in the Nether were really weakened. Tang Ming said in a tone without sadness or joy.

"Try my trick again, the sixth form of the Broken Yang Nine Style-"

"Heaven and earth!"

"Boom!"

......

"The Seventh Form of the Nine Styles of Broken Sun—"

"The Golden Crow is dead!"

"Boom!"

......

"The Eighth Form of the Nine Styles of Broken Sun——"

"Sunfall!"

"Boom!"

......

After three consecutive moves, a group of Netherworld people who were originally fifty or sixty thousand were only more than thirty thousand at this time.

"Is this still human?"

"I don't know if he's human, but this strength is beyond the reach of ordinary people!"

"It's only been less than half a cup of tea, and there are only half of the originally dark Netherworld people left!"

"But manpower is limited after all, and he must be exhausted after using so many magic tricks in a row!"

"However, judging from the current progress, if Tang Ming makes three more moves, this group of Netherworld Clans should be able to be annihilated by Tang Ming!"

"Although Tang Shaoxia's strength is really amazing, but three moves to annihilate the remaining half of the Netherworld, this is a bit too much!"

"Yes, after all, it took eight moves to kill half of the Netherworld!"

"And the Netherworld people who are still alive are not idle people!"

"I can see five more tricks!"

"I think I have to make eight moves!"

"The old man thinks ......"

(End of chapter)