Because the distance was too far, Tu Ming couldn't see the scene below clearly, so he had to move down little by little.

"Dong Lao, is there a way to block the high temperature?" Tu Ming felt that his body was about to be ignited, and his whole body was so hot that he couldn't bear it if he went any further.

"Well, I'll help you!" Dong Lao sensed the temperature of the outside world, and a stream of pure divine soul energy suddenly emerged from his forehead, enveloping Tu Ming and isolating the scorching temperature.

"Do you dare to descend to the bottom?" Tu Ming's eyes flickered, and he asked with some hope.

"No problem, I can still withstand this little temperature, but the consumption may be a bit large!" Dong Lao looked solemn and nodded slightly.

"Well, if you can't support it, say it in advance!" Tu Ming discussed with Dong Lao and began to dive continuously.

He found that the old Taoist priest was standing there fixedly, and he didn't find him, which made Tu Ming feel more and more relieved.

Relying on the Void Flying Carpet, Tu Ming was hidden in the Void, and it was difficult to find him if he was not proficient in spatial energy.

All the way down, looking at the old Taoist priest silently, Tu Ming's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he finally descended behind the old Taoist priest, he still didn't feel anything.

This made Tu Ming's courage grow bigger and bigger, and he slowly moved two meters in front of him, waving his hand at the old Taoist priest, but he was still focused on the ground, indifferent to Tu Ming's funny.

"It seems that you really can't find me!hehe......" Tu Ming sneered in his heart, "Old guy, it's time for me to vent my bad anger!"

was poured into a belly of red seawater, fishy and bitter, and now his stomach is still uncomfortable, according to Tu Ming's estimate, at least hundreds of kilometers have been rolled, that is, he is physically strong, and the average martial artist has already fallen apart, such a big loss, how can he bear it in vain, how can he get it back with this old guy.

"Old Dong, is there a way to imprison this old guy, I want to throw him to the bottom of the volcano and let out a good breath!" Tu Ming communicated with Old Dong Spirit.

"This ......" Dong Lao's eyes twitched a few times, "I advise you to forget it, the old Taoist priest is not easy to deal with, although I can't see you, but there must be a means of forbidden air, I can't help you if I am caught by him!"

"Is it the kind of method that fixed me last time?" Tu Ming heard the chill behind him, that kind of method was terrible to think about, he couldn't move at all, and he could only be slaughtered by others.

"That's right, that's the means of forbidding the air, if you want to attack him, it's best to be prepared in advance!" Dong Lao nodded cautiously.

"Well, I know!" Tu Ming stood in front of the old Taoist, hidden in the void, his eyes kept flashing, thinking about how to use to yin this old guy, it was too much of a thing, he dared to treat him like that, he was really unhappy in his heart.

After Dong Lao thought for a while, he really thought of a means, called the forbidden vein, which can ban the meridians of the martial artist, so that he temporarily loses the ability to control his own energy, and he can cut off the vein through the air when he refines to the extreme depth, and the strength of the forbidden martial artist can be regarded as a small and superb means.

Of course, this method is time-sensitive, especially against high-level martial artists, the effect is not very good, but it is still possible to be imprisoned for a while, especially when you are not on guard.

There are no advanced requirements for this kind of skill, it can be mastered with a little comprehension, Dong Lao transmitted it to Tu Ming through the divine soul, and it was completely mastered in less than a quarter of an hour.

"Is this still a small means?" Tu Ming was taken aback as soon as he learned it, if this was used in battle, it would not be a problem to skip the level of battle.

"You know a fart!" Dong Lao couldn't help but roll his eyes, "But in your world, this little technique is really very useful, and it can even be regarded as a kind of magical power!"

"What do you mean?" Tu Ming was stunned, "What is our world? Is there another world?"

"It's not too late to talk about this when your strength is reached, it's not good to ask too much, it will affect your cultivation!" Dong Lao didn't say much, but just told him that when a martial artist is promoted to a certain stage, this method will be invalid if he uses it again, don't have too much confidence in it, otherwise he will suffer a big loss.

Tu Ming couldn't help but smile a little bitterly, thinking about it, it was indeed true, not to mention anything else, just the tear that I got last time I came here, I could smash a huge deep pit, I could imagine how strong that kind of power would be, how could it be forbidden by people, and it was estimated that a shock to the tiger's body would turn people into ashes.

However, at this stage, the method of forbidding the vein is no less than a kind of supernatural power, imprisoning people is not just a casual clean-up, even if it is not long, it is enough to kill the other party.

"Hehe...... Tu Ming looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him, thinking about his sad appearance for a while, and couldn't help but feel excited in his heart.

He didn't act immediately, he repeatedly practiced it in his heart twice, and then he secretly hid behind the old Taoist, drove the Void Martial Spirit, and gathered the spatial energy in the palm of his hand, and hit the old Taoist's back with a "snap", casting a violent shadow flash, and flashing out of the distance.

"What person?" The old Taoist priest was slapped on the back coldly, and was taken aback, turned around sharply and pushed it out.

But what shocked him was that the energy in his body seemed to be imprisoned, and he couldn't use it at all, and his face suddenly became very ugly.

"Go down, you!" Seeing that the old Taoist priest's palm didn't even bring a little wind, Tu Ming rushed behind him in the blink of an eye and kicked him in the ass.

With a "bang", the old Taoist priest was kicked high and flew high, and with a burst of strange screams, his teeth and claws fluttered, and he fell to the bottom of the volcano.

"Will you kill the old guy?" Tu Ming couldn't help but ask with some worry.

"It should be, probably not!" Dong Lao was also a little unsure.

"Ahhh......h

The old Taoist priest screamed as hard as he could, his ruddy face turned pale, and the fairy wind Dao bones were no longer there, and he tried his best to flutter in the air, but unfortunately, his strength was banned, and now he was like a mortal, so frightened that he almost lost his incontinence.

"Bang Bang ......"

The height of four or five hundred meters was enough for the old Taoist priest to stand it, and he fell down all the way, like a sandbag, and collided with the rocks, causing him to scream "wow" in pain.

With a "bang", it finally smashed into the ground, smashing out a deep pit and splashing dust and mist all over the sky.

"Ah...... Full...... Which bastard is that Buddha?" The violent concussion of the fall, coupled with the old Taoist's superb strength, the forbidden vein was broken, and the old Taoist jumped up from the deep pit, opened his mouth and scolded.

"I'm grass, is it okay at all?" Tu Ming looked at the lively old Taoist priest in the air, and was so shocked that he almost bit his tongue, this old guy's body is too terrifying, four or five hundred meters high, and there is not even a scar.

The old Taoist priest felt this grievance in his heart, looked at the scratched robe, and was even more angry, and the foul language jumped out of his mouth, it was so smooth, scolding and spitting, with his exaggerated movements, like a big horse monkey, the image of the Taoist priest was completely gone.