Chapter 49 God’s Will

Once the battle begins, it will no longer depend on personal will. Only strength can decide everything!

In the vast white mist, there are many figures, and the white light is kind. It is difficult to see the north, south, east, west, and where the enemy is coming from. All that can be seen is the endless killing spree.

"Roar!"

Along with that dull roar, the huge iron claws closed together and crushed the head of a Tianshen Palace disciple, as if crushing a watermelon.

Withdrawing his bloody hand, Tang Jie showed a smile on his face.

A flying sword rushed out from the diagonal stab. Tang Jie didn't look back. He punched back and hit the sword. When the flying sword of the middle grade magic weapon was shattered by his blow, the iron fist had already hit the disciple. The huge force in his chest was like a mountain crashing into the Bloody Hall disciple.

"You..." The disciple just looked at Tang Jie in shock, as if he couldn't figure out how he knew about the attack from behind, and then exploded into pieces.

Kill with one blow!

Slowly retracting his fist, the main body snorted coldly, and looked back. Not far away, the clone Tang Jie used a golden blade to cut open a disciple of the Bloody Hall, and then looked at the main body.

There is no dialogue, no communication, one soul and two bodies, everything is left unsaid. They are a natural partner, the best combination.

Not far away from the two of them, a legion composed of bean soldiers was killing silently. Relying on the huge number, the cooperation of the battle formation, and the cover of the white mist, their killing speed was not even much slower than Tang Jie. The ghost guards are their protection, floating around and minimizing the counterattacks suffered by the bean soldiers.

From the very beginning, the battle was one-sided.

With the help of terrain and formations, Tang Jie really used all his strength to hunt every opponent to his heart's content.

Every time he killed a Tianshen Palace disciple, Tang Jie felt like a land that had been experiencing drought for a long time, feeling an indescribable sense of relief.

This feeling of pleasure was not felt at first, but as the lives of his Tianshen Palace disciples increased, Tang Jie's feelings gradually became clear.

This made Tang Jie feel strange. He didn't know what was going on, but for him, this was a good thing after all, so he ignored it and just killed as much as he wanted.

In the blink of an eye, another group of five members of the Bloody Hall were wiped out by Tang Jie. There was no sound or prompt. The two Tang Jies and the Ghost Guards had evacuated at the same time.

He disappeared again in the white mist. Only the Bean King was the slowest every time. He screamed and refused to retreat. However, he was picked up by the ghost guard and forcibly taken away. So a whole army followed Bean. The king ran wildly - these bean soldiers had no spiritual connection with Tang Jie, but they did have a spiritual connection with their king.

"The sixth group was killed!" A new report came again.

Nan Ningjiang's face turned pale.

In all the arrangements, the only mistake Nan Ningjiang made was to underestimate Tang Jie's strength. This was not a big deal originally, because no matter how he underestimated, the actual power of Tianshen Palace was still higher than Tang Jie. This is just like for a large army, it doesn't really matter whether the enemy is a mouse or a lion, because under the iron hooves of the army, everyone will be crushed in the end.

But for those who are willing to take advantage of it, this gap can lead to a huge mistake - a five-person team.

Although Tang Jie had achieved countless kills before and defeated enemies more powerful than him one after another, in fact the Tianshen Palace still did not regard him as a truly terrifying opponent.

His realm confused everyone, and coupled with his conscious ability to hide his strength, everyone believed that no matter how strong Tang Jie was, his strength was limited.

Even if he defeats his opponents time and time again, it only shows his cunning and brains. In Tianshen Palace's evaluation of Tang Jie, some are "difficult", some are "cunning", some are "alert", some are "ferocious", and some are "unscrupulous" " and other comments, but there is no word "powerful".

All of Nan Ningjiang's plans and layouts were aimed at the core of "rounding up Tang Jie". From beginning to end, the question that Nan Ningjiang never considered was "whether he could win."

For this reason, in the understanding of Nan Ningjiang and others, the five-person combination of Bloody Hall disciples may not be able to defeat Tang Jie, but they will definitely be able to resist for a period of time. After all, what Tianshen Palace is best at is defense, and what it is best at is delaying. .

As long as one party can delay the opponent for a moment, Tang Jie will never be able to escape. At that time, supporting disciples will come in a steady stream from all directions and completely surround Tang Jie.

However, the wrong analysis of strength caused Nan Ningjiang to suffer a big loss. He never dreamed that Tang Jie would be so terrifying when he reached his full strength. The five members of the Bloody Hall were not even the enemies of Tang Jie. The moment they rise is the moment they die. Tang Jie is like a ghost, freely walking through the fog in the sky, taking everyone's life - the Thousand Illusion Array of Fog and Shadow was not for the illusion and magic from the beginning. Yes, all I need is the white mist in the formation to cover it up.

Give up magic and use tactics.

"Change the formation and form a group of ten!" At the moment when he figured out the truth, Nan Ningjiang hysterically issued a new command: "Let the left and right wings close quickly, and all the cultivators will come to support!"

What? Upon hearing this instruction, everyone's expressions changed.

Nan Ningjiang's order was undoubtedly an acknowledgment that the current manpower was not enough to capture Tang Jie. When the five-man group became a ten-man group, it also greatly reduced the blockade ability. Tang Jie's chances of killing him might become smaller, but the escaping The opportunities have greatly increased.

Because of this, Nan Ningjiang had to call the cultivators who were originally sent to blockade the two wings to come over and come back for reinforcements. He even called cultivators from other factions who participated in the search. At that moment, he was equivalent to giving up the opportunity to make a great contribution. , willing to share it with everyone.

In terms of courage and prompt decision-making, Nan Ningjiang can be said to have done quite well. His decision can also be regarded as making up for the situation before it is too late.

However, not everyone had the same thoughts as him, and not everyone even recognized Tang Jie's strength as he did.

At least Xuan Zhongzi didn't like this answer.

"What are you talking about?" he yelled, "Do you think I can't deal with this little beast?"

Nan Ningjiang had a bitter look on her face, thinking that of course you, old man, can't be dealt with. The problem is that Tang Jie won't fight you.

What he has to do is to keep killing those relatively low-strength disciples of the Bloody Blood Hall. He won't even touch people like Xuan Zhongzi, Jin Yin and He Yueyang, and he won't even touch the Linghuan Master.

Xuan Zhongzi had already raised his head to the sky and roared: "Heaven and earth, please give me the Qingming Festival!"

As he roared, a ray of light surged out of his body, and the waves of clouds spread around. Everywhere, the fog dissipated, the earth became clear, and the vision was restored in an instant.

The formation that Ling Tianqi had not been able to break for a long time, this old man actually managed to break through with his own strength.

However, forcing Xuan Zhongzi to break the formation this time was not a small burden. The blush on his face disappeared immediately, and the next moment he said sternly: "Why are you still standing there? Find Tang Jie and kill him!"

Without the fog shadow formation, let's see how powerful Tang Jie can be.

However, the next moment, just as the white mist dissipated, strong winds blew from all directions and black smoke suddenly rose.

The white fog has not even completely receded, and black smoke has once again enveloped the entire forest area.

This scene made Xuan Zhongzi stunned, and then he became furious and shouted loudly: "Little bastard, are you done yet?"

"There will be no end... there will be no end..." The sound was like a huge bell and a huge wave, and it spread across the forest area. All it got was Tang Jie's proud sneer.

Tang Jie had already known about the fact that there was a real Huhun among the pursuers, so how could he not be prepared for it. The best way to deal with a soul-changing real person like Xuan Zhongzi is not to resist forcefully, but to lay out layer after layer of obstacles to prevent him from getting close, leaving him with monstrous divine power but no chance to use it.

Taking a deep breath, Xuan Zhongzi angrily said, "I want to see how many formations you can set up here."

This old man has a bad temper. At this moment, he was so angry that he was already rising into the air.

While rising into the air, he turned his hands like grinding and pressed them downwards.

As he turned, he saw the black smoke rolling down below, gradually forming a huge black vortex that spread over a large forest area.

"Enter the heart of the formation with the heart of heaven!" Tang Jie, who was connected to the formation, felt the changes in the formation for the first time, and gradually lost control of it. Instead, he followed Xuan Zhongzi's changes in mind and cried out.

Using my will to enter God's will is the ultimate pursuit of cultivators all over the world. It is the source of supernatural power and the cornerstone of Zifu.

As an incarnation soul, Xuan Zhongzi has just begun to gain experience in this field, and what he is showing now is the magical level of the Immortal family!

Spellcaster: It cannot affect a small area.

Dharma: The influence can be between half the city.

Those with magical powers can reach heaven and earth, turn over rivers and seas, and are omnipotent. This is a sign of great power, and it is also the basis for Zi Mansion to dominate.

What Xuan Zhongzi was using at this moment fell into the category of magical powers. Although they were only the lowest level of minor magical powers, they were already astonishingly powerful.

"I will follow the way of heaven, unite all my dharma, and reverse the world!" At this moment, with Xuan Zhongzi's wild roar, the black mist in the formation was seen rotating faster and faster. At the same time, the vision of the people in the Tianshen Palace gradually became clearer. On the contrary, Tang Zed's vision blurred.

You must know that what Tang Jie set up was a fifth-level formation. It was a powerful formation that could even be dealt with by real people in the heart demon stage. It was also the ultimate expression of Tang Jie's formation. However, under Xuan Zhongzi's power at this moment, not only did it not work, , on the contrary, he is under his control and has a tendency to serve him.

If this continues, it will no longer be Tianshen Palace but Tang Jie who loses its direction in the black fog. At that time, he will truly become the turtle among others.

This is magical power. I use my will to enter the will of heaven. The spiritual tides of the surrounding heaven and earth are all controlled by my thought. No matter what magic power you have, it will be controlled by me. My will is the will of heaven and earth.

A real person who transforms into a soul can crush Tang Jie's carefully laid plans. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are in vain.

But at that moment, there was no fear in Tang Jie's eyes, only deep indifference.

He looked up at Xuan Zhongzi, who was in the sky above him, and whispered: "You... are too arrogant... you will be punished by God."

"boom!"

A muffled thunder suddenly exploded in the air.

This muffled thunder was so strange that at the moment it sounded, Xuan Zhongzi trembled all over and suddenly vomited out a large mouthful of blood.

"Master!" Everyone below was also shocked by this scene.

Xuan Zhongzi's hands movements stopped slightly and he looked around in horror.

The next moment, a wave of wind suddenly arose above the forest area and violently crashed into Xuan Zhongzi.

This wave seemed ordinary, but when it hit Xuan Zhongzi, he was knocked into the air with one blow.

Xuan Zhongzi fell from the sky like a meteor, shouting in horror: "Big mountain... big mountain..."

"My will is God's will..." A smile appeared on Tang Jie's face: "What I fear most is that I will get the wrong idea."

The mountains have souls, so how can they be offended?

Even the great masters at the Xiantai level of Zifu dare not act arbitrarily in this psychic mountainous area. Xuan Zhongzi dared to fly in the air here and also used the great magical power to control the will of heaven and earth. It would be strange if he did not offend him.

Of course, no one can tell for sure if they have never experienced this kind of thing. There have been cases in the past where people have used magical powers without encountering divine punishment. The psychic mountainous area is weird and mysterious. No one can say for sure what circumstances will offend this mountain and what circumstances will not. offend.

For Tang Jie, this was also a huge adventure. Although he had a way to escape if he lost the risk, he always lost the chance to fight again. But if he wins, he will have to be impressive for a while.

At this moment, seeing Xuan Zhongzi fall, Tang Jie growled: "Let's see what else you can do."

The black mist returned to control, and Tang Jie entered the formation again, harvesting the lives of the disciples of Tianshen Palace.

As a famous disciple of the God died in his hands, that inexplicable feeling appeared in his heart again.

This weird, inexplicable, indescribable feeling surprised Tang Jie himself, and he couldn't figure out how he could have such a wonderful feeling.

A disciple of the God of Heaven rushed over, raised his hand and stabbed a fierce sword. Tang Jie casually dodged it, and the golden-edged sword fell on the sword. The sword broke and struck him, and the armor cracked and passed through his body. , destroying his life, and then Tang Jie saw that it was as if something was pouring out of the other person's body and pouring into his own body, restoring his lost strength and making his strength more concentrated.

This makes his hands steadier and his heart more ruthless. When he kills the opponent, his mood is not affected in the slightest and he can only be satisfied.

Endless satisfaction.

Just when he was about to kill freely, a powerful palm wind stopped him, and then a young man appeared.

Seeing Tang Jie's unprecedented lack of fear, the man snorted and stabbed Tang Jie with his sword. This sword seemed simple, but Tang Jie felt a threat and knew something was wrong, so he quickly moved out of the way with a chaotic wind step.

This was the first time that he took the initiative to retreat when facing the Celestial Palace.

"Master Linghuan?" Tang Jie whispered.

"The one who killed you is Qin Chen, the Eighth Twelve Eagles!" The other party snorted coldly.

Tang Jie smiled: "You can't kill me."

People have retreated quickly.

Although Tang Jie's strength has greatly increased these days, to be honest, facing the real spirit ring, with the strength of the clone, even if he holds a golden blade, he may be able to win, but it is absolutely impossible to win quickly. The key point of this battle is to kill with one strike and retreat with one touch. You must not be entangled, otherwise a large number of people from the Tianshen Palace will surround you, and it will be really difficult to leave.

Therefore, when he saw that the other party was a real person, Tang Jie immediately retreated.

It was impossible for Qin Chen to let him go, and he let out a low whistle, which was a signal to others to come quickly. At the same time, the sword in his hand once again flashed a colorful wave of light, completely involving Tang Jie, with a cold look in his eyes. The cold light seems to be saying, let's see how you escape this time.

An anxious expression appeared on Tang Jie's face, while a look of joy appeared on Qin Chen's face.

All shame must be paid back twice as much at this moment.

At this moment, a tall figure rushed out of the horizontal thorn, raised his hand towards Qin Chen, and a wave of icy wind and flames swept over.

Qin Chen had seen this ice wind and flame. It was exactly what Fahua Tiange encountered when they blocked the Twelve Eagles. It was that battle that made them know that in addition to the real Gui Zhenren, there was also a mysterious giant beside Tang Jie. Han, judging from the methods he used at that time, Kong had a good air and a loud tone, but his true state was actually between Hundred Refining and Nine Transformations, and his strength was not scary. He was most likely the local leader of the Xiyue Sect. A secret.

It should be this mysterious giant who appears at this moment.

Because he understood its strength, Qin Chen didn't care. He just waved his hand and a spiritual wave surged out to offset the frost flames. He continued to chase Tang Jie - he must entangle Tang Jie no matter what, and he couldn't let him Go away.

Perhaps because he saw that his magic could not block his opponent, the mysterious giant actually opened his arms and hugged him.

Qin Chen snorted: "The mantis is blocking the car."

He flicked his hand again, trying to push the giant man away. Unexpectedly, this easy move failed to succeed, and the man still hugged him with his arms wide open.

Qin Chen was stunned. Seeing that the other party was determined to protect him to the death, he was furious and shouted: "Seeking death!"

He raised his hand and slapped the giant man with his palm.

Bone-breaking hands!

This body of gold and iron could easily be smashed to pieces with a single palm slap in front of the giant man, and there was a loud bang.

He was not torn apart as expected, and along with the low and dull echo, the huge mountain-like figure continued to pounce on him, and then hugged him in his arms.

The next moment, Qin Chen felt a powerful force enveloping him, making him unable to move anymore.

"No!" Qin Chen was horrified, and his whole body's spiritual power exploded.

He is a Spiritual Huan Master and a general of the Tianshen Palace. His strength is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary casual cultivators. The spiritual tide that breaks out with all his strength can even flatten a small hill, but he just can't push away the giant man who is embracing him.

In the wild torrent, Qin Chen heard a clicking sound, which was the sound of all the bones in his body shattering. The severe pain instantly overwhelmed his reason. At the last moment of his life, he finally woke up and shouted with all his strength: " You are a body refiner..."

Unfortunately, the sound was as weak as the buzzing of mosquitoes and could not be heard at all.

bump.

Tang Jie let go.

A body fell into the dust.

He looked at Qin Chen indifferently and said, "You got it right this time."

In the forest area not far away, Nan Ningjiang suddenly felt shocked.

The unique connection between the Twelve Eagles immediately sensed a sudden interruption, and he blurted out: "Xiaoba!"