If what he got at the beginning was the fragment of the tip of the ghost gun, Tang Ming might not be able to get to this point at all with his own ability, after all, the first section of the ghost gun gave Tang Ming the practice of immortal Shura, so that Tang Ming, who was originally a waste, could cultivate, and laid a solid foundation on his cultivation path and opened up the road to strength in the future.

"Huh!?"

Suddenly, Tang Ming's exclamation came from Wang Xiao's boudoir.

The soul tripod in Tang Ming's dantian was being washed by the overflowing breath of the ghost spear, and the original runes and marks on the soul tripod were peeling off from Tang Ming's soul tripod layer by layer like rust.

Tang Ming anxiously exuded his divine sense to stop it, but found that he couldn't control the powerful ghost spear aura at all, just like the dark aura from hell was powerfully impacting his soul tripod, like a wave, wave after wave.

The huge changes in the soul tripod made Tang Ming, who had just been overjoyed, feel extremely painful in an instant, and the breath of the ghost spear was like 100,000 ants, eating away at Tang Ming's mind.

Beads of sweat dripping from Tang Ming's forehead and smashed on the cold blood moon under him.

"Boom!"

Finally, Tang Ming fainted in this huge pain.

And the changes in Tang Ming's body did not stop, as time passed, the soul tripod became more and more crystalline, and the original simple appearance was washed by the ghost spear to shine and black, like a work of art made of graphite.

"Poof!"

With a slight vibration, the crystal soul tripod began to become restless as if something was about to come out.

Rao is Tang Ming had already fainted and lost consciousness, but he still couldn't help frowning, and the muscles on his face couldn't help twitching and shaking.

Finally, like a chicken breaking its shell, eight different marks slowly drilled out on the four sides of Tang Ming's soul tripod.

An hour later, Tang Ming just woke up and scolded: "Lao Tzu is really unfortunate today, it's not good to faint once, but he fainted twice!"

Then he hurriedly probed into his soul, praying in his heart that nothing would go wrong.

"This is ......" Tang Ming was stunned, his dark soul not only had a thick destruction of destruction, but also a breath of life that seemed to give birth to all things.

The four sides of the soul tripod also protruded eight different imprints, and after a closer look, it turned out to be the wheel, snail, umbrella, cover, flower, jar, fish, and appearance that Tang Ming had just seen on the corpse of Pangu, with two lifelike mysterious imprints on each side, which were like passing through eternity, full of an ancient atmosphere.

Now seven of the eight sigils are all pitch black, only the round "wheel" imprint is slightly white, breeding a small breath of holiness.

The more Tang Ming looked at it, the more distracted he became, and he couldn't help muttering: "This soul tripod is full of the smell of destruction, but it also contains a small sense of vitality, is this what Tai Chi often says, the extremes of things must be reversed?"

Yin gives birth to yang, yang nourishes yin, and the extremes of things must be reversed, which is the cycle of heaven.

"Aren't these eight marks the same as the ones made by Pangu's dead eight rays of light, could it be that this ghost spear fragment brought me this?" Tang Ming said thoughtfully.

After pondering for a while, still not knowing what the use of these eight marks was, Tang Ming simply stopped bothering himself, got up and felt the increasingly powerful spiritual power in his body, and prepared to return to the withered city, where he would meet the Netherworld King who endangered Yue'er for a while.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, Wang Xiao greeted him in a hurry, and stretched out his tender hand like a green onion charmingly, and was about to put it on Tang Ming's shoulder.

"Humph!"

With Wang Xiao snorting coldly, Wang Xiao flew out upside down.

Wang Xiao, who flew out, had only one thought: "Venerable's cultivation has improved again?"

Immediately fell to the ground, smacking his tongue secretly, Wang Xiao patted the dust on his body with no interest, returned to Tang Ming's side stupidly, restlessly put his hand on the road sign, and before he could make the next move, an unconscious voice sounded in his ears:

"If you dare to make any small moves this time, it's up to me to chop your cheap hands!"

Not only did Tang Ming's threat have an effect, but it was also this hurtful word that stung Wang Xiao, who had strong self-esteem, and he actually withdrew the palm that was about to approach Tang Ming.

Only then did Tang Ming run the road marker and returned to Kuluo City with Wang Xiao.

As soon as he returned to the City Lord's Mansion, he saw Ji Ruyan, Tiger Frost, Blood Slaughter, and Dragon Zhan gathering to discuss something.

Seeing Tang Ming come back, Ji Ruyan instantly looked overjoyed: "Venerable can be regarded as back!"

"Your subordinates meet His Holiness!" everyone said in unison.

"Why hasn't Ye Qin arrived, is there something wrong with Yue'er?" Seeing that Ye Qin was the only one missing, Tang Ming couldn't help but blurt out.

Ji Ruyan's smile instantly froze on her face, and she was stunned for a moment and said, "Yue'er is fine, Ye Qin is watching by the bedside all day." ”

"That's good. Tang Ming was relieved, thinking about it, he hadn't woken up for more than three days, Yue'er shouldn't have woken up yet, and Ye Qin should still be taking care of her, but he was really anxious.

"Then you are gathered in the City Lord's Mansion, what important things to discuss?" Tang Ming asked.

Ji Ruyan was secretly happy in his heart, it seemed that this Venerable still had the overall situation in mind, and immediately replied: "Yesterday in the fourth base area, after the Netherworld King Youhengkong appeared on the battlefield through the projection, the Netherworld Clan of the entire Void Battlefield began to fully retreat. ”

"Retreat completely?" Tang Ming touched his chin, shook his head and said, "Something is wrong, they have been besieging for so long, they shouldn't give up at this time, and retreating in all directions is very likely to launch a final large-scale attack." ”

"That's why we waited for His Holiness to come back to preside over the overall situation and give orders for us!"

"Don't worry, wait for me to go to the front line, and then make detailed plans!" Tang Ming flew away after speaking.

Leaving everyone with frozen expressions in the same place, they didn't expect Tang Ming to come, so they immediately rushed to fight

Field.

Ji Ruyan nodded slightly: "In the heart of our Venerable, we still have the overall situation in mind!"

Tang Ming, who came to the front line of the battlefield, looked at this battlefield full of devastation, the army of the Netherworld Clan was about to move tens of thousands of miles away, as if it was about to rush to kill in the next second.

He unfolded his divine sense, compared it to the aura of the Netherworld King opposite, and secretly made up his mind in his heart.

Immediately, Tang Ming returned to the City Lord's Mansion, glanced at everyone one by one, and said loudly: "The intention of the Netherworld Clan is already obvious, this big battle must be understood after all, gather all the troops as soon as possible, and rush to the front line of the battlefield, we will take the initiative to attack now, you go and arrange it as soon as possible!"

"Command!"

After everyone finished speaking in unison, they scattered and left the City Lord's Mansion, while Tang Ming turned around and entered the bedroom.

The war was imminent, and he had something to say to the person in his heart.

Looking at Ye Qin, who was guarding Yue'er's bedside, Tang Ming said loudly: "The war is about to start, I have something to say to Yue'er, you go and clean up the wounds on your face first, I don't want Yue'er to wake up and see you like a ghost." ”

"Yes. Ye Qin opened her swollen face, and quickly left after speaking indistinctly.

When Ye Qin left, Tang Ming gently held Yue'er's hand, which was still in a coma, and said with a complicated face:

"Fuyan, I'm still used to calling you that, after all, that's your real name. ”

"The big war is coming, and it is related to the entire human race, so I have to go. ”

"You wait here obediently for me to come back, and then I will take you to recover your memory, whether it is for nine days or in purgatory, I will make you think of me. ”

......

After a stick of incense, seeing Ye Qin, who had already recovered most of the injuries on his face with spiritual power, Tang Ming said lightly: "I don't know the outcome of this battle, it's good for you to guard Yue'er here, if I end up with an accident, you remember to take Yue'er away." ”

Ye Qin looked at the man in front of him who was cold to others and only treated Yue'er gently, and said, "Okay, I should bear the consequences for my mistakes, but I still hope you can come back." ”

Tang Ming glanced at Ye Qin, didn't answer, and flew straight out of the City Lord's Mansion and rushed to the boundless battlefield.

At this time, all the forces of the various races in the Void Space gathered in front of the withered city, waiting for the start of this war.

In the land cracked by the war, the Terran monks who rushed to the void space stood densely, and in the gap of more than three million Terran warriors, there were countless beasts, and the huge dragon body of the War Dragon Clan led all kinds of birds, crawling all over the sky.

With a huge roar, the chariots that needed to be controlled by spiritual power for thousands of years slowly drove from the base areas in all directions, and hundreds of battle puppets comparable to the six-fold stage of the peak stage were also moved out, ready to start fighting at any time.

At this moment, a waist-high man with silver hair flying over and slowly fixed himself in the empty space directly in front of the battlefield.

"That's ...... White-haired Demon Emperor!" exclaimed a fat man with a meaty face.

"The white-haired Demon Emperor is here, this one

The battle will definitely be won!" came a strong affirmation from the old man in the other corner.

"I'll just say, this battle will definitely come to the white-haired Demon Emperor!" said a naked man who was more than two meters tall and smiled innocently.

Tang Ming couldn't help but feel a little surprised, why are there goods everywhere to bring a biased painting style, what a slogan trio.

"White-haired Demon Emperor, fight bravely to kill the enemy!"

"The white-haired Demon Emperor, destroy the heavens and the earth!"

"The white-haired Demon Emperor, the glory is endless!"

......

Sure enough, under the powerful rendering ability of the slogan trio, the fighters present all shouted slogans with cheers.

The huge sound of the warriors shook the surrounding floating clouds and could not gather, and they were scattered in all directions, and the sound went straight through the sky, and even the entire void battlefield was floating with the loud calls of the warriors!

"White-haired Demon Emperor, fight bravely to kill the enemy!"

"The white-haired Demon Emperor, destroy the heavens and the earth!"

"The white-haired Demon Emperor, the glory is endless!"

In the earth-shattering shouts of the soldiers, Tang Ming directly summoned his Shura Dharma Body, and then presented it in front of everyone with the five-thousand-meter-tall figure of the Dharma Heaven and Earth, and said through the thick body of the Shura Dharma Body: "Rest assured, in this battle, my white-haired Demon Emperor will lead everyone all the way to take the nest of the Netherworld Clan and completely annihilate them!"

Then Tang Ming waved forward with one hand: "Let's go!"

Immediately, thousands of spiritual chariots and hundreds of battle puppets of the Netherworld drove towards the Netherworld.

(End of chapter)