Xiao Hongbo condensed eighty percent of the spiritual power on the knife, and in order to have a long night and many dreams, he planned to kill Tang Ze with one sword. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the same time, he was also jumping on his body, wanting to avoid Tang Ze's sword, such an action could not be described as imprudent.

But when the six Thunder Yuan swords were still two or three zhang away from him, they exploded violently, and the thunder net formed in an instant enveloped the range of more than two hundred zhang in a radius.

Immediately, a dragon roar that seemed to resound throughout the entire heavenly vault burst out, and Tang Ze's Thunder Sword was wrapped in a golden light, and the aura of violence, madness, ferocity, and killing continued to sweep, and the energy condensed in it alone was ten times greater than the previous Lei Yuan Sword Rays.

This sudden change surprised Xiao Hongbo, and before the Thunder Sword was sacrificed by Tang Ze, he felt a premonition of extreme danger hit his mind, and his sharp breath slashed quickly. In addition to drumming up his spiritual power and forming a sword again, he didn't have time to react more.

Boom! poof......

The flying sword slashed and directly smashed the knife in front of Xiao Hongbo, and then tore his entire body in an instant, one sword and two sections!

And Tang Ze also felt that his chest was torn, starting from the left abdomen, extending diagonally all the way to the right shoulder collarbone, especially in the sea of qi, the huge pain made it too late for him to kill with his divine thoughts!!

Before Xiao Hongbo's corpse fell, Tang Ze had already grabbed him in his hand, and then jumped into it, got on the flying sword of the magic weapon that flew over, and then continued to fly south after using the Qi of Heaven to breathe.

With that sword, he had already killed Xiao Hongbo and his soul together, and at this time, he grabbed his corpse for the other party's flying boat-shaped flying magic weapon.

After Tang Ze took off his storage ring, he casually threw his body down.

The white clouds under his feet were leisurely, and Tang Ze continued to accelerate, leaving the sonic boom cloud far behind.

Tang Ze knew very well that after he killed Xiao Hongbo, the strong man with the scar who was with him would definitely know about it immediately, and then give up continuing to snatch cultivation resources and catch up directly, at that time, he would be really dangerous.

Even in the current "explosive state", Tang Ze did not have the confidence to fight against the Tsukiji Monk, and he still had this self-knowledge.

At this time, after two outbursts, there was only a small part of the furious energy in his body left, and he was already able to completely control it. However, Tang Ze was not happy at all, because his sea of qi was just a big hole opened by Xiao Hongbo's deathly blow!!

That sword rayed diagonally from his lower abdomen, and then was partially taken by the Eight Extremes Divine Power, but it still pierced into his sea of qi, and then penetrated out from the other side. Like a collapsing embankment, spiritual power surged out from his back waist, directly blasting open a fist-sized blood hole!

Even the treasure armor that he had not yet fully refined, the "Condensing Meditation Heart Armor", tore a hole and spontaneously retracted into the sea of qi.

"Sea of Air...... Will it explode......? Will you die?"

Listening to the huge sound of "Woo Ya" air leakage from his lower back, Tang Ze panicked for a moment, and then one by one the coping methods appeared in his mind, he didn't care about his injuries at all, just wrapped himself with the qi of the sky, and flew towards the south, while controlling the muscle contraction, blocking the wound, and not letting a drop of blood drip on his body, the speed became faster and faster.

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The figure of the scarred man stopped above a bush, and his lips began to tremble as he looked at the two corpses lying far apart from each other in the grass.

In just a short period of effort, his own son was beheaded and then thrown into the wilderness! The battle between the monks, according to the unspoken rules, was to leave a wisp of remnant soul for the other party to reincarnate, but the other party actually completely destroyed his son's soul, and the method was extremely vicious.

In his ears, Xiao Hongbo's voice seemed to echo, calling him "Daddy" one by one.

The scarred man's eyes turned red!

"Ahh

The scarred man roared angrily, and the sound echoed, and a wild current of energy suddenly formed in this area.

Immediately, he popped out two fireballs, turning Xiao Hongbo's body into ashes, and his body soared into the sky, disappearing in an instant.

Although he couldn't sense who the murderer was, there was no doubt that it must be Tianluomen, and only in the spells of Tianluomen monks did they have this unique thunder attribute fluctuation. And the other party is very good at constricting his breath, how long has it been, except for the breath that the other party has left in place, he can't sense the other breath of the other party.

But he wasn't worried, because in the void, there were still traces of energy left by the other party's flight.

Perhaps with the divine sense of an ordinary monk, he could not sense this trajectory line, but he was a true foundation building realm monk, and he was still in the middle stage of foundation building, sensing such subtle aura fluctuations was like the instinct of drinking water and eating.

"If you dare to kill my son Xiao Zhan, then take the lives of the whole clan to fill it!"

A strong man with a scar named Xiao Zhan looked at the void in front of him with fierce eyes.

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Tang Ze's situation at this time can no longer be described by the word "bad", he is already on the verge of exploding and dying at any time.

Once the sea of qi explodes, the body will be torn apart!

At the critical juncture, Tang Ze was afraid that the true qi would have problems again, so he directly sealed the middle dantian.

As for the big hole in the sea of qi, he didn't know what to do. The spiritual power rushed out from the entrance of the cave, completely crushing the meridians along the way, and then rushing out of the body.

The xenogeneous energy generated by the collision of true qi and spiritual power in his body has not completely dissipated, and even compared with his original two energies, it is still huge, he has to control it reluctantly, and in just a short period of effort, his spirit has a huge consumption, and he even feels a kind of dizziness.

But fortunately, although the entrance of this cave is large, compared to the entire sea of qi, it is just a needle's eye in a football, and although the speed of spiritual power overflow is rapid, it is not fast, and it will last for a long time. Only then did he have the ability to continue to fly and maintain the support of super-high-speed spiritual power.

In the end, it was the innate qi that helped him a lot.

When this pale green energy surged towards the breach in the sea of qi, although most of it was immediately swept away by the violent spiritual power flow, there were still some energy light spots remaining, constantly repairing this hole.

Tang Ze's speed had been increased to the limit at this time, and he was flying thirty or forty zhang close to the ground, so that the chance of being discovered would be much smaller.

In his mind, there was a constant premonition of danger, and he knew that there must be a strong man behind him who was chasing him, and under his strong desire to survive, he was still trying to control the spiritual power in his body, and he continued to soar forward.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and Tang Ze already felt the weakness of his divine sense, his mind continued to darken and dim, and the scenery he saw in his eyes began to become a little blurry.

He knew he had reached his limit!

But he knew that he had not escaped the pursuit of the person behind him, and he might be caught up by the other party at any time and then killed.

Tang Ze also felt a little puzzled, it stands to reason that he used the Qi of Heaven to restrain his breath, and he couldn't even see the fourth realm like Zhang Weixian, how did the other party position him? Moreover, he had also carefully scanned himself, and there were no marks such as the Divine Sense Brand on his body, and the consummation of the Qi Condensation Realm died too abruptly, so there was no time to release a curse on him or anything......

Tang Ze felt that he was becoming more and more unable to maintain his sobriety, his consciousness became intermittent, and he only had a tenacious and unyielding thought, and he also controlled the magic weapon flying sword to fly forward according to inertia.

In the blur, Tang Ze seemed to hear the sound of the sergeant's angry shouting, as well as the sharp whistling sound of arrows, and even felt a sharp breath passing across his face.

I don't know how long it took, but his nose smelled the humid air and heard the rattling of the waves.

Bang!

The xenomorph energy in Tang Ze's body was finally consumed, and he smashed down directly from the flying sword, first hitting the water, then bounced high for several feet, and finally fell into the water.

The pain cleared his consciousness for a moment, as if he heard the screams of a young girl and the sigh of an old man.

Feeling that he had fallen into the river, Tang Ze struggled and waved his arm, trying to float up, but he couldn't use any strength.

He slid in vain a few times, and his consciousness was completely darkened.

On the lookout of a large ship, there stood a delicate and lovely girl with a delicate and delicate air, who was covering her small mouth and looking at the person who fell from the sky in surprise.

And beside her, stood this kind old man with white hair, he looked at the bubbling place where Tang Ze fell into the water, and sighed faintly: "Have you calculated it again? The catastrophe is about to begin......

In the middle of summer, the banks of Hongchuan are lush and full of trees, but the people on the big boat can only see a row of green shadows.

On the river that is more than 100 miles wide, the water is rushing and the waves are splashing.

At this time, a whole year has passed since Tang Ze came to this world!

Today's July 11th, there are four days before the Zhongyuan Ghost Festival, this feast has added a lot of new souls, this festival, will be extremely lively, right?

And the people who survived can only keep moving forward with their own missions, their own hatred, and their own persistence!

Success or failure turns into nothing.

The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.