Every cause must bear fruit, your catastrophe is me

"Stop, stop quickly, the old man admits..."

Miao Weng finally couldn't hold on any longer, waved his hands repeatedly and shouted at Tang Yin, he wants to surrender!
He even voluntarily gave up his control over the soul of Qianshan, but Qiqiao Linglong Tower did not give up the attack, but bumped into it again.

Because there was no support from the aura of the monks, the soul of Qianshan completely collapsed under the impact of the Linglong Tower, and the whole body was broken into pieces and directly smashed into pieces.

The mountains condensed by thousands of mountains also returned to the original body at this moment, and countless mountains fell from the sky with a roaring momentum. For a while, this mountain range seemed to be the end of the world.

"You... poof..."

Miao Weng pointed at Tang Yin's canthus, his face suddenly turned red, and his chest seemed to have been hit hard by a sledgehammer.

This caused his angry words to be interrupted, and he shook his body while covering his chest with one hand, and blood spurted out from his mouth continuously.

What the latter spewed out was not ordinary blood, it was bright red, the red turned purple and melted when exposed to air, it spewed out and did not fall downwards, but disappeared quickly between the sky and the earth.

This is the essence and blood, the original essence of the monk, it is the essence and blood in the heart after the aura is compressed and recompressed.

This kind of blood is rich in absolute spiritual power, and it is generally only used to make magical artifacts recognize their masters and bestow important people, such as their own apprentices and juniors.

Because the higher the strength, the more things contained in the blood essence, like the blood essence of a master at the level of a fairy, even contains the rules of Taoism.

Once such blood essence falls into the hands of the enemy, there are countless ways to kill the owner of the blood essence in the wild world, such as spells.

"Take it!"

Tang Yin waved his hand casually and said in a deep voice.

His gaze shrank slightly, it wasn't that he couldn't release the Linglong Tower to subdue Miao Weng, but he felt a vague aura locking himself.

So he manipulated the Linglong Tower to counterattack at any time above his head.

As Miao Weng was seriously injured, the opponent's magical powers to control him naturally collapsed.

At this time, fifty Earth Immortals from the second team also rushed towards Miao Weng. Although Miao Weng was severely injured, he still had fighting strength, and the two sides fought together immediately.

However, in the face of the many immortals Miao Weng who were well coordinated and seamless in the formation, they gradually failed, and were quickly hit, and then everyone swarmed up to take him down.

"The deputy leader lost, how is this possible, how could he lose!"

"Don't think so much! Run!"

The monks who survived the disaster on the ground were shocked, and soon some smart people ran away, manipulating the magic weapon to escape at high speed.

Tang Yin glanced at them, and let Hunyuan Tianqiu continue to draw a circle with a thought.

He was going to do one thing, one fishing thing.

Although the faint aura he received earlier disappeared, Tang Yin was sure that the other party must still be around, waiting for him to show his emptiness.

So he planned to lure the other party out and release the Linglong Tower to create opportunities for the other party.

Regarding this guy who has been hiding around all this time, Tang Yin really wanted to see who he was.

Thinking of this, Tang Yin deliberately let out a long sigh of relief, looked at Mutu who was fighting with Hu Jiujiu with a proud face and smiled, "Mutu patriarch, surrender, you have no chance."

As he spoke, he released the Linglong Pagoda casually, and brought He Hewei Neng to press on Mu Tu's head.

"The kid has a kind of one-on-one!"

Mutu let out a loud roar, and waved the stick in his hand to sweep wildly. Dozens of fangs and claws flew out from the branches above to block Hu Jiujiu.

The next moment he turned around and was about to leave the battle, obviously he was still very afraid of Qiqiao Linglong Tower.

After all, the previous doomsday scene was caused by Linglong Tower smashing into the soul of Qianshan.

No matter how confident and arrogant Mu Tu was, he would never think that his body could be stronger than the soul of Qianshan, and could withstand Linglong Tower's attack.

However, he still underestimated the power of the Linglong Tower, thinking that the tower was just a physical offensive weapon.

At this moment, the two gates on the tower suddenly opened, and a huge inhalation enveloped the wooden figure, causing its fast-receding figure to stop in place, and gradually approached the Linglong Tower.

Seeing that the Linglong Tower was about to swallow Mutu, a cold light suddenly emerged from the air, and then a figure appeared out of thin air.

His body was thin and black, and he approached Tang Yin as fast as lightning.

brush!
Another flash of green light flashed past Tang Yin's neck. If you look carefully, you will find that it is a sword, a sword without a hilt and without a blade.

The sword was held between the middle finger and index finger of this person, and those hands slid quickly in front of Tang Yin's eyes.

Although it was only for a short moment, Tang Yin could still see it clearly. It was a pair of pitch-black hands, as black as if they were covered with soot.

The sword is shining green and obviously poisonous, making one's scalp numb.

"Finally willing to show up!?"

Tang Yin let out a roar, and punched the opponent's body with his fist.

At that moment just now, the Hunyuan celestial sphere played a role, forming a circle on the surface of his body.

The point of the sword sticking to him and piercing his neck naturally turned into a slide, otherwise it would be dangerous if it was not as good as before.

boom!
Tang Yin punched the air with a layer of sound waves, and the air waves roared.

And the man in black was like a swimming fish, turning and twisting at the critical moment and disappearing before Tang Yin's eyes.

That feeling is very weird, as if it disappeared out of thin air.

"The power of space?"

Tang Yin tensed his body and mental strength and frantically searched for the figure of the man in black.

"No, there is no fluctuation of the power of space."

Tang Yin went on to overthrow his guess. He also had some research on the power of space, and the Four Buds Enlightenment Leaf gave him the essence of realizing the power of space.

Although he didn't have a mastery of it, he can be regarded as entering the room or making a little success.

Unless the other party's spatial power has already reached its peak, it is impossible for him not to notice even a little spatial fluctuation.

brush!
Just at this moment, another green light slid past behind him, Tang Yin hurriedly struck back but still hit the air, he caught the opponent's figure, but disappeared before his eyes the next moment.

At this moment, even if he is a very good-natured person, he only feels a chill down his spine. Even Jin Xian can't do such a weird power of space!What kind of supernatural power is this?
If it is supernatural power or kung fu, no matter how powerful it is, there will be fluctuations, because supernatural power comes from the power of rules, and it comes from the use of the power of rules by the operation of aura.

Whether it is regular fluctuations or residual spiritual power fluctuations, they will leave traces.

Therefore, there is a saying in the monk world that all skills used will leave traces.

Even the power of space will still leave fluctuations.

But now there is no fluctuation at all, how can Tang Yin not be solemn and nervous?
Those that hide in the unknown are the scariest.