Originally, Tie Moling wanted to try it out to see if he could first draw some related situations about the remains from Zhou Tong's mouth, and then decide whether he needed to do it.

After all, the difference in cultivation between the two sides is there.

As long as you are a sensible person, you should be aware of the strengths and weaknesses of each other.

Under the pressure, the other party may not choose to surrender and save his life, although he was not prepared to let the other party go at all.

But I didn't expect that this kid was even more arrogant than him.

Before he could do anything, this kid actually attacked him first.

Since this is the case, there is no need for him to pretend to be a hypocritical face.

Just be careful when you start, don’t beat him to death at once, leave a breath and then ask carefully.

There was a loud bang.

The sword light burst out, white bones flew, and the vitality exploded like a crazi wave swept out around.

Tie Moling groaned and retreated violently, his eyes full of astonishment and shock.

"How is this possible!"

Tie Moling could hardly believe that all this in front of him was true.

Even though the qi and blood in his body were shaking and boiling, he was almost vomiting blood.

He is a monk who is perfect in all things, how could he not be the opponent of a middle-level junior in all things?

That's right, through close combat, he could already confirm that Zhou Tong's cultivation level was undoubtedly accurate in the mid-stage of Wanxiang.

But how could such a mid-stage monk show such a powerful strength that is even more powerful than his perfection?

Not to mention Tie Mo Ling, who was the first to bear the brunt, even the Earth Dragon who was watching the battle secretly was stunned.

Damn, when did the master become so powerful?

Judging from the opening posture, why is it a bit similar to when he dealt with his former master Tong Yu?

But the problem is that his former master Tong Yu is just perfect in Zifu.

This old guy named Tie is perfect, and he is a whole big state. Why can't he show it completely under his master's hands?

It suddenly felt that its brain seemed a little insufficient.

“Nothing is impossible.”

Zhou Tong sneered, rushed forward, and chased Tie Mo Ling with another sword.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

In a blink of an eye, Zhou Tong slashed out seven or eight sword lights in a row, and only made Tie Mo Ling's blood squirt and his body retreated suddenly.

Not to mention the power of fighting back, I don’t even look at the ability to resist.

When Zhou Tong passed the level before, he was able to deal with the gods and demons puppets in the realm of the soul for a long time.

At that time, when he was fully capable, he was almost no less than an ordinary soul monk.

Now after enlightenment in the Star Hall, our strength has increased.

Even without using magical secret techniques such as the law of heaven, earth, etc., it is enough to fight with ordinary soul monks, or even win.

Although Tie Mo Ling is only one step away from the realm of the Yuanshen, she is not a Taoist of the Yuanshen after all, so she is naturally not an opponent.

"Junior, this is what you forced me!"

Tie Mo Ling roared in anger and suddenly cast out a pitch-black flag.

The next moment, thick smoke emerged from the banner and turned into a black cloud like ink stained in the air.

Countless ghost shadows whistled out from the black clouds, covering the sky and the sun, just like hundreds of ghosts walking at night.

Immediately afterwards, a thick black light burst out from the black clouds and turned into a one-horned ghost king who was more than ten feet tall, with green face and fangs, and ferocious and terrifying.

In an instant, the wind was howling and the black air was soaring, just like the Shura Ghost Realm descending to the world.

"Xuanyin Tian Ghost, kill this beast!"

Tie Moling suddenly squirted blood on the flag, and pointed at Zhou Tong and shouted sternly.

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

Then a creepy and strange laughter rang out.

The one-horned ghost king rushed out of the black clouds with a rolling wind and black fog, leading countless evil spirits and evil spirits to rush towards Zhou Tong!

This is the real reliance of Tie Mo Ling, the first person under the three mountain masters of Xuelong Mountain.

Tiangui Xuanyin Banner!

He spent a huge price to exchange a ghost treasure from the treasure house within Yinglongwei.

The grade is comparable to the heavenly magic weapon, but it is not like ordinary heavenly magic weapons that require the Yuanshen Taoist to use.

As long as the practitioners need to feed their own essence and blood all year round, they can use it even if they are not in the soul. It is similar to Zhou Tong's Jinglei Sword.

Especially after Tie Mo Ling was obtained, it took a lot of effort to cultivate and strengthen.

There are thousands of evil spirits and evil spirits raised in it.

The strongest master soul of the flag is the King of the Yellow Springs who comes from the real Nine Netherworld.

That is a ghost of the same level as the Taoist Yuanshen.

Although it is impossible to control various magic weapons against the enemy like a soul monk.

However, relying on the invisible ghost body that gathers and disperses, many secret magical powers unique to the ghost realm can also be used, and their combat power is no less than that of ordinary Taoist Taoists.

However, every time he uses it, he needs to feed Tie Mo Ling with his own essence and blood, which is extremely harmful to his vitality. Therefore, he will not use it easily unless he has to.

This time, Zhou Tong was forced to extinguish the killer weapon at the bottom of the box.

"Something is a trick!"

Zhou Tong's pupils shrank slightly, but then he became excited about fighting.

"But it's not enough to deal with this young master."

With his current strength, even if he faces the gods and demons, the black-haired ape, he will be sure to win the battle, let alone a group of evil spirits.

As soon as the thought moved, a breeze circled around him, and then turned into a roaring black hurricane, rolling around him.

The Dao Realm of the Black Wind Realm.

A stream of water appeared out of thin air.

First, it was a trickle, then it quickly grew, and in a blink of an eye it turned into rolling blue waves.

The realm of the blue waves of the Dao Realm.

Widths of lightning were born between Feng Shui and quickly grew stronger, turning into silver-white electric snakes jumping and dancing wildly in the air.

The realm of the lightning and lightning field of the Dao Realm.

As three fields emerged one by one, they were suddenly filled with feng shui thunder and lightning within hundreds of meters.

What's even more amazing is that these three fields were not clearly distinguished after the emergence, but were quickly integrated.

In a blink of an eye, it turned into a multiple-field natural disaster field containing the mystery of the three major roads of Feng Shui, Thunder and Lightning!

With 10% of these multiple fields, the entire field suddenly expanded and instantly increased by more than doubled, directly covering all the evil spirits and ghosts rushing towards him.

"Destroy it for me!"

Zhou Tong snorted coldly, and the field was completely ignited.

In an instant, the wind was howling, the waves swept, and the lightning danced wildly. The three forces swept and strangled, almost discoloring the world.

The evil spirits who rushed over suddenly changed their faces and fled out wildly.

But where is it still time?

Either torn apart by the strong wind, drowned by huge waves, or swallowed by thunder, and destroyed.
Chapter completed!