"Heh, this kid is a little interesting, I like the old bear!"

Xiong Wushuang looked at the long-term hatred who was standing alone at the entrance of the second floor, and his eyes couldn't help but show a hint of appreciation.

Now everyone looked at Tang Ming with a hint of jealousy and anxiety in their eyes, but this guy actually dared to block Tang Ming's way at this time.

Not to mention that Xiong Wushuang and the two-headed eagle horn beast are both masters of the Huading realm, even the 100,000 war spirits behind them are not a killer who can compete with hatred, but this guy does not have a trace of fear in his eyes at this moment.

"You can't stop me!" Tang Ming shook the black thunder gun in his hand, and looked indifferently at the momentum of killing long hatred in front of him, although his expression was indifferent, he did not have the slightest killing intent.

"If you can't stop it, you have to block it to know later. Killing the long hate, he held the halberd horizontally, and looked at Tang Ming in front of him with a serious face.

He stood here without hesitation, the order of the blood slaughter was one reason, and another reason was that the means shown by Tang Ming when he made a move before made him a little surging with fighting spirit.

Killing the long hatred bent his fingers into a hook, and instantly struck on the hole in his chest, hitting eight times in a row.

Tianxuan's ninefold cultivation, under the knocks of killing long-term hatred again and again, was quickly suppressed in Tianxuan Yizhong.

"You can't stop me from the Heavenly Xuan Ninefold, let alone now?" A smile appeared on the corner of Tang Ming's mouth, although this guy was full of anger, but he could be regarded as above board.

Kill Chang Hate took a step back, took a step, bent his front legs slightly and touched the ground with his back feet, and dragged the halberd in his hand upside down.

In an instant, the aura of slaughter spread from the body of the killer, and the whole person was completely integrated with the breath of the blood-colored halberd at this moment.

"Blocking your way is to live up to the trust of the master, to suppress the cultivation to the top of the heavens, and to live up to the Netherworld Halberd in your hand!"

There was a crazy battle intent in his eyes, and at this moment, his entire person's spirit had reached its peak.

"Live up to it, live up to it, good, kill the long hate, I will fulfill you!"

Tang Ming's eyes lit up, this guy is getting more and more interesting.

When the words fell, the black thunder spear burst out, and the violent erosion thunder mixed with the flames of the divine phoenix rose into the sky, and the domineering aura covered the entrance of the entire second floor in an instant.

"Damn, this kid is addicted to drugs?" Xiong Wushuang felt the tyrannical aura coming from the black thunder gun, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Killing Chang Hate narrowed his eyes slightly, before Tang Ming made a move, he felt that this guy definitely didn't go all out, now it seems, how can it be as simple as hiding clumsy? This guy didn't put those guys of the demon clan in his eyes at all from the beginning!

Before, Tang Ming said that even if he was a nine-fold Tianxuan, he couldn't stop it, and he finally understood at this moment that he really couldn't stop it.

However, although he knew that he would never be able to stop Tang Ming, the Netherworld Painting Halberd in his hand did not decrease by half in the slightest.

The Netherworld Painting Halberd slashed through the sky, and a half-moon silver ray flew towards Tang Ming with lightning speed, and the silver light flashed, and even the space was torn apart and distorted.

Tang Ming shook the black thunder gun in his hand, the round and blunt gun head flashed a slight arc in the air, and the moment the gun head caught the silver mang, it fell sharply, and the silver mang sank into the ground between the two.

The blow that was like a bamboo, was dissolved by Tang Ming lightly, and at the same time, a bloody light mixed with cold sharp qi broke through the air.

Tang Ming held the gun in both hands, and the monstrous Divine Phoenix Flame and the Erosion Thunder Whisker disappeared without a trace in an instant, and a bit of black light suddenly appeared in the black thunder gun.

The round and blunt spear head instantly stuck into the branch of the halberd, and the black thunder spear in Tang Ming's hand turned sharply, like a poisonous snake spitting out its core.

The bloody aura on the Netherworld Halberd was also gone at this moment, and the originally arrogant divine weapons in the hands of the two of them became dull at this moment.

The halberd rolled up countless silver rays, and the black thunder spear suddenly thundered.

The two completely abandoned the aura and realm, but the spear and halberd in their hands still turned over the river and the sea.

The more he fights, the more frightened he becomes, the guy in front of him, with a pitch-black spear in his hand, suppresses the momentum of his halberd every time he gathers just right.

And Tang Ming couldn't help but glance at the killing chief, this guy is an idiot!

"The halberd is like a sword, heavy, and the spear is like a sword, and the side is skillful. After the two of them had fought back and forth for dozens of times, the voice of the machine spirit sounded again.

A trace of doubt flashed between Tang Ming's eyebrows, and then the spear in his hand slowed down by half a minute, and the painting halberd smashed down from the top of his head like a mountain.

Raising his hand to lie on the spear, the moment the halberd fell, Tang Ming felt a huge force coming from the spear in his hand, and the black thunder spear instantly bent like a waning moon.

Tang Ming took a step back, the left hand holding the gun suddenly released, the black thunder gun straightened in an instant, and the body of the gun on the left side swept towards the killing long hatred with the sound of wind and thunder.

Kill Chang Hate pulled the halberd in his hand and stood sideways, a blow that seemed to be unremarkable, but it gave Kill Chang Hate a creepy and weird feeling.

When the Black Thunder Spear was only a millimeter away from the Netherworld Painting Halberd, Tang Ming's right hand slammed back, and a trace of fierce detachment erupted from the bland round blunt spear head.

Tang Ming's right hand shook slightly, and the detachment generated from the black thunder spear grazed the body of the killer and disappeared into a towering ancient tree next to him.

"You've lost!"

Tang Ming put away the gun and turned around, and said lightly at the killing chief.

Killing Chang Hate seemed to be frozen in the field, his eyes were confused, he didn't understand Tang Ming's seemingly nonsensical shot just now.

But the feeling of being in a Jedi really spread from the bottom of my heart.

He knew that Tang Ming's shot just now could easily kill him, even if he didn't suppress his cultivation, he would definitely die or live under that shot.

Tang Ming turned around and entered the second floor of the Dragon and Phoenix Cemetery, this time he didn't stop him anymore, but squinted his eyes slightly, and the picture of the battle just now kept circling in his mind.

"Senior sister, why did you let that guy kill your senior brother?" said the girl who wanted to make a move before, but was stopped by Xingyun, with some doubts.

Not only her, but in fact, many people have such questions in their minds.

From the confrontation between the two, it can be seen that killing Chang Hate almost had the upper hand, but in the end, he lost a little inexplicably.

Xingyun shook her head, she also looked puzzled, although her cultivation was only half a step away from killing the long hate, but she couldn't understand the strange scene just now.

"It's all disbanded, what should I do!" Xiong Wushuang waved his hand, and the 100,000 war spirits behind him were immediately pardoned, and the dragon puppet war spirits almost ran away.

In the Dragon and Phoenix Cemetery, guarding one of the four forbidden places on the first floor, the War Spirit Wasteland has never been so aggrieved as it is today!

Xiong Wushuang and the two-headed eagle-horned beast also walked towards the second floor after Tang Ming, not wanting to be this time, but they were swept out by a heroic light.

"Damn, what kind of moth is this?" Xiong Wushuang got up from the ground in embarrassment, and he could clearly feel that the power of this light gate was much more powerful than the dragon gate outside the Nine Heavenly Spiral.

"Two seniors, there is a ban on the second floor of this dragon and phoenix cemetery, and only those who are under the Ding can enter. ”

Someone among the Terrans stood up and said with a flattering expression.

"It's really damn unlucky, I knew that I wouldn't stop Tang Boy, how good it would be to keep those rabbit cubs of the demon clan to relieve the boredom of the two of us!"

When Xiong Wushuang heard that they couldn't get in, he immediately lowered his head and said to the two-headed eagle beast.

The surrounding human races were grinning, fortunately they didn't target Tang Ming before, otherwise they would have become these two perverts at this moment.

Killing Chang Hate was still standing in place like a javelin, but at this moment, the tightly knit brows gradually relaxed.

The charm of that shot, he gradually touched the threshold.

At the same time, the towering tree to his left instantly turned into sawdust as a gust of wind swept by.

Everyone looked at the sawdust in the sky in horror, and a quarter of an hour had passed since Tang Ming entered the second floor.

And this towering ancient tree, but in this quarter of an hour, no one noticed the slightest abnormality.

What does this mean? Those who can enter the Dragon and Phoenix Cemetery, whether they are demons or humans, are not stupid.

This is the manifestation of the power that has reached the realm, and unlike the realm, the mastery of this power requires an extremely terrifying comprehension ability.

Killing Chang Hate looked up at the sawdust in the sky, there was no trace of loneliness in his eyes, but there was a fanaticism in his expression that was incomprehensible to ordinary people.

The Nether Halberd streaked through a rainbow light, and Kill Long Hate finally left the entrance to the second floor, heading towards the War Spirit Wasteland.

The halberd, like the gun, pays attention to dripping water through stones, and the 100,000 immortal war spirits are the best whetstone for him to kill long hatred.

......

Between the flickering of Shenhua, Tang Ming gradually opened his eyes.

In front of you is a paradise of birds and flowers, and it is difficult to associate this place with a layer full of dead spirits.

Not far from Tang Ming, a silver-white grass swayed gracefully in the wind, and a little starlight hung down from the leaves stretched out from the grass, and the aura was compelling.

"Falling Grass?!"

Tang Ming's eyes widened instantly, this is a rare thing, the main material of the Seven-Rank Spirit Pill Breaking Star Pill, even in the middle world, it is a good thing that is hard to find.

Three or two steps to the side of Luochen grass, Tang Ming carefully controlled the aura to dig this treasure out of the ground.

When Tang Ming, who was full of joy, held Luochen grass in the palm of his hand, he stood on the spot as if someone had cast a fixing spell.

The Luochen grass, which was originally extremely precious in his hand, also fell on the grass.

Looking at Tang Ming's frightened eyes, among the large green grass in front of him, all the stars were the Luochen grass in Tang Ming's hand.

"I ...... I'll fuck your uncle!"

Tang Ming's lips trembled, and he didn't know how to express the feelings in his heart at the moment.

The hard-to-find Luochen grass is as sparse as a dog's tail grass here.

"Shhh...... It hurts, isn't this a fucking dream?"

Tang Ming still couldn't help but squeeze his thigh hard, making sure that this was not a dream.

Immediately, a gust of wind rose, Tang Ming's figure disappeared in place, and those spirit grasses that originally grew quietly here were unlucky!

When Tang Ming left here, except for the exposed black soil, there was not even a shadow of a weed on the ground.