Tang Ming knew that at this moment, he could barely kill a seventh-order demon beast.

In front of the eighth-order demon beast, there was no second way except to escape.

If he was in the Dragon and Phoenix Cemetery, he could still consider whether to compete with the alien white tiger, but now, he was definitely not an opponent.

To deal with the ordinary Terran Tianjiao, relying on the flesh of the seventh order of Tianxuan, he can still be invincible.

But that white tiger is an ancient alien species, and his strength cannot be speculated by common sense, not to mention that his current realm cultivation is only acquired.

The palm that can resist the White Tiger in the Heavenly Realm, looking at the entire cultivator world, is only one person.

Therefore, Tang Ming, who escaped from the battle, did not have much psychological burden.

Tang Ming is a flash person.

However, those sect disciples who came looking for movement became the target of the angry White Tiger.

The center of the originally immortal Yunmiao Immortal Island suddenly turned into a Shura hell.

Countless sect disciples were left here forever by the White Tiger.

In the end, after the white tiger left, many disciples of the sect dared to step forward, and according to the clues given by the sect before, they cautiously stepped into the light gate.

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Tang Ming, who entered the light gate, felt an extreme dizziness, even with his physique, he felt a whirlwind of the sky.

Fortunately, this feeling only lasted for a quarter of an hour, and then the white light flashed in front of me, and the eyes suddenly opened up.

The wind is raging, and the yellow sand is all over the sky.

Compared to the fairyland above, it is not an exaggeration to say that this place is a wasteland.

Except for the yellow sand and strong winds, there is not a breath of life here.

"According to the records of the jade slip, no matter where you are teleported, as long as you go in the northwest direction, you will reach the Tongling Valley!"

Tang Ming sorted out his thoughts for a moment, and then after identifying the direction, he swept towards the northwest.

This barren world seems to have no end, according to Tang Ming's speed, it has been swept out for a hundred miles at this moment, but as far as the eye can see, there is nothing else but yellow sand.

Just as Tang Ming was flying, a large chunk suddenly sank into the yellow sand below.

Before Tang Ming could take a clear look, a huge and hideous head suddenly burst out of the yellow sand and crashed into Tang Ming in mid-air.

"Yin Spirit Spirit?!"

Seeing the green soul fire emanating from the hideous head, Tang Ming was not only afraid, but showed a hint of ecstasy on his face.

He came to Yunmiao Immortal Island, firstly, for the sake of the human emperor species, and secondly, to find this Yin Spirit Spirit for the machine spirit!

Without saying a word, Tang Ming raised his hand and shot it, and the flames of the Divine Phoenix mixed with the thunder of erosion violently pierced through the monster's hideous head.

With a wave of energy in his hand, he suddenly broke his entire head, and the beating soul fire was instantly absorbed by the Divine Phoenix Spear in his hand.

As early as when he was in the Dragon and Phoenix Cemetery, Tang Ming had already practiced how to kill the Yin Spirit Puppet, and it was even more handy to kill it at this moment.

Tang Ming simply gave up flying, and walked on foot in the yellow sand desert, specially picking the kind of treacherous place recorded on the jade slip.

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"One hundred and seventy-eight!"

Tang Ming slowly pulled out the Divine Phoenix Thunder Flame Spear from the head of a monster with a lion body and a leopard head, watching that trace of soul fire being absorbed, and silently calculated in his heart.

He didn't know how much Yin Spirit Essence the Machine Spirit needed, but he understood that how much Yin Spirit was absorbed now showed how much damage the Machine Spirit had suffered in the clear water and cold pool.

Tang Ming's heart was also sinking little by little, according to his previous experience, so many soul fires were enough to awaken the machine spirit, but until now, he still couldn't sense the slightest movement of the machine spirit.

"I don't know how many Yin Spirit Spirits are hidden in this Yellow Sand Desert, even if the Yin Spirit of this side of the world is killed, I will revive you!"

Tang Ming was ruthless in his heart, and then strode towards the dangerous place recorded in the next jade slip, no matter how difficult it was, he would not give up.

In the next period of time, Tang Ming approached the Psychic Valley in the northwest, while looking for some Yin Spirit Spirits with relatively strong soul power.

However, the more soul fire was devoured, the heavier Tang Ming's heart became, because until now, the machine spirit had not had the slightest breath.

And during the time that Tang Ming was delayed in searching for the Yin Spirit Spirit, a disciple of the sect finally entered this yellow sand world.

When Tang Ming was looking for Yin Spirit, he had met the children of several sects, and what made Tang Ming a little puzzled was that these guys, as if they were also extremely familiar with this world, were all rushing towards the northwest.

Looking at those sect disciples, Tang Ming knew that he couldn't delay time for the Yin Spirit any longer, and when the sect disciples gathered in the Psychic Valley.

The strength of Feng Yubei and Lu Junfeng is enough to protect themselves, but Han Daxiong and the two little guys in Medicine King Valley are dangerous.

Especially the two Heavenly Punishment and Heavenly Sect, the wealth on their bodies was enough to make Tianxuan Venerable like Long Ji red-eyed.

Although the prestige of the Medicine King Valley should not be underestimated, it cannot be ruled out that in this earthly land full of yellow sand, some people will take risks for the sake of profit.

Yin spirit spirit, there will be opportunities to find it in the future, but once those two little guys have any accidents, it will be difficult for him to let go.

"On the way through the Psychic Valley, there is still a dangerous place, after solving it as quickly as possible, go to the Psychic Valley immediately, and there can be no further delay!"

Tang Ming shook the spear in his hand, and shook a three-zhang Yin Spirit hanging on the body of the gun into powder, and completely dissipated in this barren world with the yellow sand in the sky.

After deciding, Tang Ming no longer hesitated, and his body swept towards the northwest like a rushing rainbow.

On the road to the northwest, more than a dozen sect disciples held sharp blades and surrounded Han Daxiong in the middle.

At this moment, Han Daxiong was already covered in blood, and the battle armor on his body also had some cracks, so you can imagine how fierce the battle was just now.

"I advise you to tie your hands and arrest them immediately, otherwise you ......"

A disciple of the Tianxuan Sect who was at the peak of the innate cultivation was holding a sword in one hand, and looked at Han Daxiong, who was already at the end of the crossbow at this moment, with an arrogant expression.

"To be honest, you are a cultivator from the first class of the academy, you can resist the attacks of so many of our sect disciples with the cultivation of the early stage of the innate stage, the talent is really not simple, as long as you can tell the whereabouts of that madman, I will definitely report to the sect, and it is not impossible to include you in the Tianxuan Sect!"

Although the young man in the lead spoke arrogantly, after seeing Han Daxiong's talent and combat power, he couldn't help but feel a trace of cherishing his talents.

"Han Daxiong, you can hear clearly, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, worshipping the Tianxuan Sect is something that many disciples of the academy dare not think of!"

"That is, you followed Senior Brother Liu into the Tianxuan Sect, even if Helian Weiwu saw you in the future, he would have to treat you politely, what are you still hesitating about?"

Behind the disciples of Tianxuanzong, the two Luanping brothers stood up and said to Han Daxiong, who was stubbornly resistant.

When the disciple of Tianxuanzong surnamed Liu said that Han Daxiong was included, there was nothing but disdain in Han Daxiong's eyes, but a trace of deep jealousy flashed in the eyes of these two guys.

Indeed, as they said, being able to enter the Dharma Eye of the sect is something that the disciples of the academy dream of.

However, they forgot that for Han Daxiong, the identity of a cultivator was far less than his gratitude to Tang Ming.

Besides, if Han Daxiong wants to enter the sect, he doesn't need anyone's recommendation at all, as long as his growth roots are exposed, let alone Tianxuanzong, even if it is Xuanyue, it is estimated that he will come to the door in person.

"Hehe, I, Han Daxiong, grew up by the broad sea for the first twenty years, worked as a fisherman for twenty years, and then followed Gongzi into the Xuanmen, and fought for this self-cultivation, but not to bend down and bow my head to be a dog for others!"

Han Daxiong's heavy sword moved, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his eyes looked at the Luanping brothers with extreme contempt and said loudly.

"Don't want to be a dog?haha, since that's the case, then you can't blame me!" Liu Jian smiled coldly, and then waved one hand and said, "Kill or kill!"

Behind him, more than a dozen sect disciples who were already ready to attack immediately raised the spirit sword in their hands after receiving Liu Jian's order.

More than a dozen sharp sword rays swarmed towards Han Daxiong, and the breath of the innate realm pressed down the yellow sand by more than three feet.

"Hehe, grandpa, although my life is only a short period of more than 20 years, it is worth it, son, Han Daxiong has taken the first step!"

Han Daxiong looked at the sword light that was pressed by the sky, and a sneer full of blood appeared on his face, and blood slowly flowed down the corners of his mouth.

The heavy sword slammed on the ground, and a thick sword light swept up from the bottom up, tearing and shattering the four or five sword qi in front of him.

When the sword curtain in front of him was broken, Han Daxiong didn't care about the sword qi that came from behind him, his body moved, and he swept out of the sword curtain directly.

With a movement of the heavy sword in his hand, he slashed towards the two sect disciples who were exposed in front of him.

No one thought that this guy was completely a master who was fighting for his life, completely ignoring the sword qi attacking behind him, and the heavy sword in his hand pressed forward towards the two sect disciples who had been blindfolded.

The thick sword qi completely sealed all the retreats of the two disciples, and at this time, the sword qi behind them also followed, slashing at Han Daxiong's back.

A mouthful of blood poured up from his chest, and Han Daxiong stiffly lowered the surging blood pressure, completely ignoring his own injuries, and a sword broke through the air like a mountain.

Liu Jian frowned, and his figure appeared beside the two junior disciples between the lightning and flint, and the Qiushui sword beside him flashed, and the powerful sword qi not only broke Han Daxiong's fatal blow, but also knocked this bold guy away.

However, the moment Han Daxiong was knocked away, Liu Jian's heart jumped for no reason, and he didn't see the expected fear and anger on Han Daxiong's face, but saw a weird sneer on the rugged guy's face.

Without waiting for Liu Jian to figure out the key, Han Daxiong, who was knocked away, forcibly twisted his body in the air, and the heavy sword turned into a mysterious arc in the air with the twisting of his body.

The sword on the heavy sword exploded, and the reflexive Han Daxiong slashed at the Luanping brothers who were already behind him at the moment with a precise sword.

The sword qi that was as heavy as a mountain smashed down fiercely, and everyone felt a tremor on the ground under their feet at this moment.

And after the yellow sand gradually subsided, all the disciples of the sect couldn't help but gasp.

In the yellow sand, Han Daxiong supported the ground with a sword with one hand and knelt on one knee not far away.

In front of him, Luanping's twin brother was split in half by Han Daxiong's sword, and the blood slowly seeped into the yellow sand on the ground.