Originally, Tie Moling wanted to try it out and see if he could get some information about the ruins from Zhou Tong's mouth first, and then decide whether he needed to do it or not.

After all, the gap between the cultivation of the two sides is there.

As long as you are a person who understands, you should know the strength and weakness of each other.

Under strong pressure, the other party may not choose to surrender to save his life, although he is not ready to let the other party go at all.

didn't expect this kid to be more horizontal than him.

Before he could do it, this kid actually shot at him first.

If this is the case, then there is no need for him to pretend to be a hypocrisy.

As long as you pay a little attention to the proportions when you start, don't kill it all at once, just take it down in one breath and then torture it carefully.

There was a loud bang.

The sword light burst out, the white bones flew one after another, and the vitality exploded like a wild wave sweeping out in all directions.

Tie Moling snorted and retreated backwards, his eyes full of astonishment and shock.

"How is this possible!"

Tie Moling could hardly believe that all this was true.

Even if the qi and blood in his body were shocked and boiled at this time, he almost wanted to vomit blood.

How could he not be the opponent of a mid-Vientiane junior?

That's right, through close combat, he can already be sure that Zhou Tong's cultivation is undoubtedly in the middle of Vientiane.

But how could such a mid-Vientiane monk show his strength to be even more vigorous than his?

Not to mention Tie Moling, who bore the brunt of the battle, even the earth dragon who was watching the battle from the side was stupid.

, when did the master become so powerful?

Looking at this opening posture, how is it a bit similar to when he dealt with his former master Tong Yu before?

But the problem is that his former master, Tong Yu, is only a consummation of the Purple Mansion.

This old guy surnamed Tie is perfect in everything, and he is a whole big realm, how can he not reflect it at all under his master's hands?

It suddenly felt as if its brain was a little underwhelming.

"Nothing is impossible."

Zhou Tong sneered, stepped forward, and chased down with another sword at Tie Mo Ling.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

In an instant, Zhou Tong slashed out seven or eight sword lights in a row, only to slash Tie Mo Ling's blood wildly, and his body retreated violently.

Not to mention the strength to fight back, even the ability to parry is not enough.

When Zhou Tong broke through the level before, he was already able to deal with the gods and demons puppets of the Yuan Shen Realm for a long time.

At that time, when he was at full strength, he was almost not inferior to ordinary Yuanshen monks.

Now after some enlightenment in the Hall of Stars, his strength has increased.

Even if you don't cast magical secret methods such as magic, heaven and earth, it is enough to fight with ordinary primordial cultivators, or even win in battle.

Although Tie Moling is only one step away from the Yuan Shen realm, he is not a Yuan Shen Dao person in the end, so he is naturally not an opponent.

"Junior, you forced me!"

Tie Mo Ling roared angrily, and suddenly sacrificed a pitch-black flag.

The next moment, billowing smoke rose from the flag, turning into a black cloud like ink in midair.

Countless shadows of the wind and ghosts roared out from the black clouds, covering the sky and the sun, like a hundred ghosts walking at night.

Immediately after that, a thick black light burst out from the black cloud, turning into a one-horned ghost king more than ten zhang high, with a green face and fangs, and a hideous and terrifying one-horned ghost king.

Suddenly, the yin wind was howling, and the black air was clear, just like the Shura Ghost Domain had descended on the human world.

"Xuanyin Heavenly Ghost, kill this fang!"

Tie Mo Ling suddenly squirted a mouthful of essence blood on the flag, stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhou Tong and shouted.

In the black clouds, the blood suddenly rose, and the ghosts screamed happily.

Then there was a creepy burst of grotesque laughter.

The one-horned ghost king rushed out of the black clouds with the rolling yin wind and black mist, and led countless unjust ghosts to rush towards Zhou Tong fiercely!

This is the true reliance of Tie Moling, the first person under the three mountain masters of Snow Dragon Mountain.

Heavenly Ghost Xuanyin Banner!

It took a huge amount of money for him to exchange for a ghostly treasure from Ying Longwei's internal treasure house.

The grade is comparable to a heaven-level magic weapon, but it is not like an ordinary heaven-level magic weapon that must be used by a Yuan Shen Dao person.

As long as the cultivator feeds his own essence and blood all year round, even if he is not a primordial god, he can use it beyond the level, which is similar to Zhou Tong's Thunder Sword.

Especially after Tie Moling got it, it took a lot of effort to cultivate and strengthen.

There are thousands of fierce ghosts and ghosts in it.

The strongest banner main soul is a Huangquan ghost king from the true Nine Netherlands.

It's a ghost thing of the same level as the Genshin Taoist.

Although he can't control all kinds of magic weapons against the enemy like the Genshin monks.

However, relying on the body of the invisible ghosts, he can also cast many secret magic powers unique to the ghost path, and his combat power is not inferior to that of ordinary Yuan Shinto people.

It's just that every time he uses it, he needs to feed Tie Mo Ling with his own essence and blood, which is extremely damaging to his vitality, so he won't use it easily unless he has to.

This time, he was also forced by Zhou Tong to be anxious, so he showed this killer weapon at the bottom of the box.

"What a trick!"

Zhou Tong's pupils shrank slightly, but then he was full of fighting spirit.

"But if you want to deal with Young Master Ben, it's not enough."

With his current strength, even against the god and demon puppet black-haired ape, he is sure of victory, let alone a group of powerful ghosts.

With a thought, a wisp of wind swirled around him, and then turned into a roaring black hurricane, swirling around him.

The realm of the Dao - the realm of the black wind.

A stream of water appears out of thin air.

At first, it trickled, then quickly expanded, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a rolling turquoise wave.

The realm of the Dao - the realm of blue waves.

Silky lightning was born in Feng Shui, and it also grew rapidly, turning into silver-white electric snakes jumping and dancing wildly in the air.

The realm of the Dao - the realm of thunder and lightning.

As the three realms emerged one by one, a radius of several hundred meters was suddenly filled with feng shui, thunder and lightning.

What's even more striking is that these three fields have not been distinct since they emerged, but have quickly converged.

In the blink of an eye, it has turned into a multiple realm that contains the three major meanings of fengshui, thunder and lightning - the realm of natural disasters!

With the completion of these multiple realms, the entire realm suddenly expanded, and it more than doubled in an instant, directly enveloping all the fierce ghosts that rushed towards him.

"Destroy me!"

Zhou Tong snorted coldly, and the realm was completely expelled.

In an instant, the wind howled, the waves swept away, the thunder and lightning danced wildly, and the triple force swept and strangled together, almost changing the color of the heavens and the earth.

The faces of those fierce ghosts who rushed to kill suddenly changed in horror, and they fled frantically.

It's just that where is the time?

Either torn apart by the wind, drowned by the waves, or swallowed by thunder, and destroyed.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of powerful ghosts were swallowed up by this violent realm, turning into green smoke and dissipating between heaven and earth.