As for playing tricks with Tang Ming, it is even more self-defeating.

Xiong Wushuang summed up before, if you want to fight with Tang Xiaozi, it's best not to give this guy a chance to speak, otherwise just that mouth can kill people alive.

After being sarcastically ridiculed by Tang Ming one after another, Zhang Tong's face had changed from ruddy to pork liver color.

The pressure was like an invisible hand, crushing the entire Jade Cuisine Pavilion.

The ironwood restaurant couldn't help but shake at this moment, and the cracks like cobwebs centered on Zhang Tong spread rapidly in all directions.

"Humph!"

Tang Ming snorted coldly, and then stomped his foot slightly, and those cracks seemed to have encountered some obstacles, bypassing the distance of three feet in front of Tang Ming.

"You are the first among young people who can still keep the eight winds still under the momentum of our family, but this does not mean that you are qualified to speak disrespectfully to me!"

Zhang Tong sneered, he was a little blind, this young man had two brushes, but that was the end of it.

Zhang Tong's long sleeves waved violently, and countless energy as thin as cow's hair shot towards Tang Ming like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers.

Every trace of strength is accompanied by a faint aroma, if it weren't for the tense confrontation between the two, no one would use this beautiful energy as a weapon to kill.

"If you're all like this, then don't blame me for being rude!"

Tang Ming was also tested by this old eunuch, this level of attack seemed to be unavoidable, but for Tang Ming, it was not as tricky as Feng Huang, who was not crazy.

Suddenly stretched out his palm, and the energy that shot out seemed to be frozen in the piccolo, and with Tang Ming's palm lightly, the energy in the sky suddenly dissipated without a trace.

Zhang Tong narrowed his eyes slightly, this young man's methods were beyond his expectations again and again.

And Chang Mink, who was standing not far away, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes after seeing this scene, Tang Ming's cultivation was much more refined than a few days ago.

"Young man, I don't know what to say!"

A cold light flashed in Zhang Tong's eyes, and he pinched out two amorous orchid fingers with both hands, and with a flick of his fingers, an inconspicuous black light struck Tang Ming at an extremely fast speed.

Tang Ming took a step back slightly, and then clenched his hands into fists violently, and the strong aura formed a defense in front of him, but the moment his defense was formed, his right hand also moved inadvertently.

The black mang pierced into Tang Ming's condensed aura in the blink of an eye, but he didn't want the black mang to treat Tang Ming's aura as if it were nothing, and penetrated it without any hindrance.

"Boom, just a little aura wants to stop my spirit soldiers?"

Zhang Tong sneered, the material of his spirit soldier itself was not trivial, it was made of the Soul Devouring Star Iron he had obtained from a Jedi.

Compared to the Spirit Breaking Arrow that Dragon City Bai Yuwei could break through the aura, his spirit soldier was even more domineering.

After the black mang crossed the aura, he stabbed directly towards Tang Ming's eyebrows.

And at this moment, Tang Ming looked at the black light as if he was scared stupid, and let it drive straight in.

"Since you're here, stay here!"

At the moment before Xiao Qingling exclaimed, the corners of Tang Ming's mouth finally flashed with a sneer that had succeeded in his treacherous scheme, and then his right fist stretched out violently, and between the flow of his wrists, he completely detained an inconspicuous white mang in his hand.

At the same time, that black light also pierced Tang Ming's eyebrows, but except for a series of sparks, Tang Ming didn't even lose a single hair.

Just now, Zhang Tong flicked his fingers, and the cold light that shot out was not one, but two.

That black light can be clearly seen by anyone with some cultivation, but under the cover of the black light, a white light silently wants to pierce into the hole in Tang Ming's chest.

The black mang is just a trick, and this inconspicuous white mang is Zhang Tong's real killer feature.

However, this tried and tested method was seen through by Tang Ming at a glance, and Bai Mang was directly caught in his hands.

Raising his hand to erase the mark belonging to Zhang Tong on the white mang, Tang Ming saw that lying in the palm of his hand was an embroidery needle that was thinner than hair.

The material of this embroidery needle is average, it is an ordinary gold and iron spirit essence, but there is a trace of vague aura on it, which makes Tang Ming a little familiar and confused.

This guy is just a eunuch, how can dragon qi be produced in his breath?

Moreover, this trace of dragon qi was different from all the dragon qi in Tang Ming's cognition, and even Tang Ming couldn't explain this weird feeling.

"I'm curious, how can you, a crippled eunuch, master dragon qi?"

Tang Ming is really curious, dragon qi is the most rigid and yang thing, eunuchs are born with crippled true yang qi, even ordinary yang qi is difficult to bear, how can they withstand more pure dragon qi?

Could it be that this guy also has a strong physique similar to Shura's real body?

Tang Ming shook his head, this is absolutely impossible.

"Our family is also very curious, a seedling like you is only a miscellaneous deacon in Qingxia Academy, is it because Xiao Beili is dizzy from his old eyes?"

Zhang Tong was also shocked, he had seen a lot of invincible young people of the same rank, but he had never seen a person as strong as Tang Ming, and he had never heard of it.

"Hehe, it's hard to buy a thousand dollars, what can you do with me?"

Tang Ming held the embroidery needle between his two fingers, and looked at Zhang Tong with a look of disgust, if he really wanted to break the net, he knew very well that the one who died in the end must not be him Tang Ming.

"We really want to know today, can I help you!"

Zhang Tong stretched out his hands, which were more charming than the cardamom girl, and then pinched a hand, and the aura also surged towards his hands at the same time.

"You stand back!"

Tang Ming's face finally changed a little, and he said lightly to Xiao Qingling behind him.

Xiao Qingling hesitated slightly, and finally listened to Tang Ming's words and retreated to the edge position.

And at this time, the old eunuch in front of him flipped over with one hand again, and a palm-sized flag appeared in his hand.

With the influx of spiritual energy, the flag rose in the wind, and in an instant, it had turned into a five-foot-high spiritual weapon.

Zhang Tong shook the flagpole in his hand, and countless yin winds surged out from the big flag in his hand, and with it, there were countless hideous ghosts.

Tang Ming's face suddenly became gloomy, this old eunuch actually dared to condense his soul in broad daylight?

And looking at the ghosts that are still emerging in the flag, I don't know how many innocent people this old eunuch has killed.

Tang Ming is not a compassionate saint, but with such cruel methods, even if he is a mud bodhisattva, he must be angry, right?

The condensation of the soul needs to stimulate all the anger of a person in life, and the most used means of this is torture and torture, which stimulates a person's dark emotions to the extreme, and then extracts the soul alive with special means to sacrifice.

This kind of method is harmful to the heavens and peace, not to mention that the cultivators of the human race hate it, and even the demon clan that is thirsty for killing is very secretive about such methods.

"You have to die today!"

Tang Ming slowly pulled out the Divine Phoenix Thunder Flame Spear, and at the same time looked coldly at Zhang Tong, who was manipulating the Yin Spirit, and said word by word.

"Truly, our family's life is here, it depends on whether you have the ability to take it!"

Zhang Tong smiled disdainfully, he looked at Tang Ming a little differently, but he didn't really think that relying on a little monk in the acquired realm could keep him here.

Countless living souls howled and rushed towards Tang Ming, after the living souls were refined, one of the greatest benefits was that they could devour the vitality of the living people with Kaisu.

That is, the essence, qi, and spirit that all cultivators have condensed!

Ordinary cultivators, once the soul is touched, if their own cultivation is not enough to resist, they will be devoured by the divine soul in the fastest time, and the end is extremely terrifying.

The second floor of the Jade Cuisine Pavilion is not big, and there are countless souls in Zhang Tongyin's banner, and the current Tang Ming is unavoidable on the surface.

In the blink of an eye, countless living souls surrounded Tang Ming's body, and countless yin and evil qi invaded Tang Ming's body like a tidal wave.

As soon as Tang Ming turned the Divine Phoenix Spear in his hand, a trace of flame suddenly burst out of the body of the spear, scorching the ashes of several surrounding Yin Spirits in an instant.

But Tang Ming didn't continue, listening to the miserable howls of those ghosts, Tang Ming's heart couldn't get hard.

Tang Ming didn't pay attention to the living souls that surrounded him, but at this critical moment, he lowered his head and looked at his hands.

Along the way, he didn't know how many monks and Tianjiao died in Tang Ming's hands, but Tang Ming asked himself, there was not a single innocent person who died on these hands.

Although these living souls are not a small threat to him, they are just some poor worms who have been mutilated to death and cannot be reborn.

If the flames of the Divine Phoenix erupted, it would be easy to kill these living souls.

But in this way, what is the difference between him and the smiling old eunuch in front of him?!

But these living souls have already been sacrificed, and without consciousness, if these living souls are not destroyed, Tang Ming will not be able to break the evil things in the hands of the old eunuch.

When he was in a dilemma, he didn't know why, a flash of inspiration flashed in Tang Ming's mind, and then the appearance of the wine and meat monk in the Liangzen Temple appeared in his mind.

Blessed to the soul.

Tang Ming inserted the Divine Phoenix Spear into the ground beside him, and then sat cross-legged with his hands folded, chanting words in his mouth.

A golden light rippled out of Tang Ming's mouth, and where the golden light swept by, the originally hideous soul quieted down for the first time.

"Shakti Sanskrit?!"

Zhang Tong's face finally changed greatly, and he would not have thought that in the Liyue Dynasty, there were still people who understood such a secret technique of Shamen.

The time when Tang Ming was trapped in the Liangzen Temple was the most boring and idle time for him, and every time he listened to those bald heads and read the scriptures, he felt like his head was about to explode.

But he didn't want to, at this critical moment, the chatter of those bald donkeys really helped him a lot.

The golden light gradually became stronger, and countless Sanskrit sounds gradually enveloped the entire Jade Pavilion.

Those yin spirits who were originally hideous and unconscious also quieted down at this time, and stayed by Tang Ming's side one by one with peaceful faces.

"Hmmm, well, what's the ......"

The original six-character mantra, when Tang Ming read the fourth word, the golden light around him began to be chaotic.

However, just with these four words, it is enough to transcend those living souls.

Countless living souls dissipated between heaven and earth, and the banner in Zhang Tong's hand had already collapsed into fragments in the sky at this time.

Tang Ming's whole person was bathed in golden light, really like a golden-bodied Bodhisattva who had entered the mortal world!