Tyranny: Mobilize your own emotions and exert attacks far beyond yourself, the stronger your anger, the stronger your strength, up to ten times more, and you can only use it once in a short period of time.

The innate supernatural powers of such a powerful beast as Qiqi are simple and sketchy, and they are extremely rough compared to the innate supernatural powers created by the human race.

But the strength it exerts is shocking.

Tang Xuanming was a little amazed, but soon he was a little puzzled, and looked sideways at Wang Long beside him and said, "Can the human race still fuse the talent and supernatural powers of the demon race?"

Wang Long, who saw Tang Xuanming's move, swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva, nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and said: "Yes, as long as you can blow up the powerful remnants of the demon clan on the spot, according to the rules of the Devil's Plains, you can still get the corresponding talent and supernatural powers." ”

I was trying to explain it, but my mind almost exploded.

The Devil's Plains has always passed the test of the strong in an orderly manner, and no one has used this other way to forcibly blast the remnants to obtain the supernatural powers.

The lower level can also be used in this way, and once you meet a top person, it is very likely that you will die on the spot.

As for the word human race in Tang Xuanming's mouth, Wang Long automatically ignored it.

"It seems that the records in the classics are correct, when the Shura Killing God was just reborn, he always couldn't distinguish his race. ”

Wang Long secretly rejoiced, but had no intention of correcting.

Now that this Shura Killing God treats him as a fellow clansman and obviously won't do anything to him, why should he correct him?

The road to the heart of the Devil's Plain was not uneventful, and along the way, Tang Xuanming had scattered no less than ten remnants of thoughts, and gained a batch of corresponding supernatural powers and combat skills.

But there is nothing commendable in it, except for the magical powers left by the demon beast Qiqi, which can be regarded as powerful, the others can only be said to be ordinary, not as good as Tang Xuanming's eyes.

Now, although he has not been exposed to the top cultivation methods in the main world, he is not a frog at the bottom of the well after experiencing the Divine Tomb world, and he can touch many basic methods, and he can already be regarded as a grandmaster.

Eighteen kinds of weapons, swords, swords, halberds, etc., he can use them casually.

It can be said that the low-martial world gave Tang Xuanming a good foundation, and the Divine Tomb World allowed Tang Xuanming to turn all the foundations into magical sublimation.

The experience of creating the Taishang Dao Scroll in the Divine Tomb World and opening up the inner heaven and earth greatly enriched Tang Xuanming's high-level experience, allowing him to enter a high level at once.

Now, he doesn't know much about the top exercises in the main world, and he is also sitting in a well and watching the sky, just a frog at the bottom of a well.

But when he jumped out of the well and saw the magnificent scenery of the outside world, he would not be lost at the first time, but would climb as fast as he could.

Because he used to have such an experience.

While!

The sound of swords clashing clearly came into his ears, and Tang Xuanming, who was crossing the mountains and mountains in the Devil's Plain, saw the figure again.

A young man with a pair of silver pupils met Tang Xuanming's eyes, the young man was holding a long sword, and he was constantly colliding with a humanoid shadow.

Between flying up and down, he showed extraordinary swordsmanship.

For a moment, it was on par with the shadow.

"It is Wang Ming, one of the outstanding heirs of the Wang family, and the sevenfold figure of the Ant Emperor. ”

didn't need Tang Xuanming to speak, Wang Long, who was beside him with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, took the initiative to introduce.

"His luck is really good, if I'm not mistaken, the one in front of him should be the remnant of a former Terran Star Peak level powerhouse, and he is practicing the same type of swordsmanship as him. ”

"Looks like he's going to get his hands on it soon. ”

Wang Long's eyes were very good, not long after his words fell, the shadow in front of the young man stopped in place, and a heroic young man in armor appeared between the shadows, and his eyebrows were full of murderous energy.

But at this moment, the young man had a relieved smile on his face.

His right hand slammed heavily on his left chest, and he said loudly: "The remnants of the body are buried in the green mountains, and there is no regret in the heart of a hundred deaths." ”

In the midst of laughter, the heroic man in armor turned into countless black smoke, and an obvious black line flew out of the black smoke, sinking into the eyebrows of the young man with silver-white pupils.

Seeing that the dust had settled on the young man's side, Tang Xuanming approached directly, and Wang Long followed him meekly, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, like a little daughter-in-law.

"What are you doing here?"

Before Tang Xuanming could speak, the young man took the lead in asking questions, and when he got close to Tang Xuanming, he found that the young man's eyes were narrow and long, making his silver-white eyes more and more obvious, and he looked a little aggressive.

"Of course, I'm here to get the inheritance, otherwise what else are I here for?"

There was no need for Tang Xuanming to speak, Wang Long, who was very self-conscious, took the initiative to take a step ahead and forced him to look at the young man.

If he had stayed in the past, he wouldn't have dared to do this at all, after all, the bloodline level was one level lower, and his achievements in the future would be very different, but now, with the support of the strong, Wang Long felt that he was not afraid of heaven and earth.

glanced at Tang Xuanming, who was indifferent, without a trace, and Tang Xuanming, who had no expression on his face, inexplicably gave Wang Long a strong sense of security, and Wang Long felt that he was instantly inflated.

"Wanglong?"

"That's right!"

"Do you think you'll be able to fight me if you find a helper, have you forgotten how I taught you a lesson?"

The young man with narrow eyes and silver-white pupils glanced at Tang Xuanming, who looked mediocre, and did not have the top person in his mind with any young man in his life, although he still had some vigilance in his heart, he didn't care very much about it.

Wang Long's face turned red, he took a deep breath, raised his chest high, and said in a deep voice: "What is there to boast about crushing me with a higher bloodline, I have the ability to put it in the same realm, let's fight." ”

"Whew!"

Wang Long mustered up his courage, but it was in vain with Wang Ming's sneer.

His face flushed at once, and he opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't speak.

Wang Long's posture made Wang Ming look down on him more and more, and at the same time, he also looked down on the young man next to Wang Long a little, and lost his previous vigilance.

Unceremoniously mocked: "No matter how many Howling Moon Demon Wolves gather, they will collapse under the roar of the Nether Tiger King's life. ”

"Shouting an unknown rookie to get together with you, do you feel that you have warmth and strength?"

"The weak will only huddle together for warmth, while the strong will always taste loneliness and loneliness alone, ...... like you"

"Bang!"

Tang Xuanming suddenly made a move when neither of them reacted, and slapped Wang Ming's shoulder, obviously the speed of that palm was not fast, but Wang Ming tried his best to twist his body and didn't dodge.

The whole person was like a nail, and it was slapped straight into the ground, leaving only one head.

The expression of the whole person was still a little dazed all of a sudden, and he didn't understand why his vision suddenly changed, and why Wang Long was suddenly so much higher.

"If your strength is as beautiful as you say, maybe I will be more satisfied. ”

Tang Xuanming's face did not have a trace of superfluous expression, as if he had just slapped a mosquito on his shoulder.

Wang Long inexplicably felt lifted, and suddenly felt that Shura's cold expression of killing gods was extremely handsome.

"You...... Poof!"

Wang Ming opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but before the words could be spoken, a mouthful of blood spurted out.