Chapter 90: Fighting the Spirits, Slaying the Gods
"Sacred Fire Realm?"

Tang San looked over when he heard the sound, and saw an old man of unknown age appear next to the Thirteen Kings Skeleton String.

He reached out and grabbed the string of bones in his hand to examine it.

There are also many praises for it.

Just the words he said made everyone present feel the chill in them.

Tang San looked at the old man, his gaze lingering for a moment on the black wings behind him.

The old man also saw it, looked back at his black wings, and said with a smile:

"I am from the Evil Crow Clan, but my race has long been extinct."

The old man was talking about his own things, but then he seemed to realize that he had gone off topic, and then he looked at Tang San.

"Boy, you have great talent, why don't you submit to my Tai Gu Shen Shan?"

Tang San narrowed his eyes and pointed at the Golden Winged Dapeng clan below who had suffered heavy casualties.

Said:

"Is this even possible?"

Unexpectedly, the old man didn't even look down.

He said calmly:
"Nothing, I said, naturally nothing."

"After all, that's how they asked me to join them three thousand years ago!"

"And then the old, decaying species was gone!"

His voice was calm, and there was no fluctuation in his tone.

But it makes one's scalp tingle.

In the distance, the monks who had seen something strange happening at the Golden Winged Dapeng Mountain and rushed over looked at the old man and exclaimed:
"It's him, the peerless genius of the Evil Crow Clan three thousand years ago!"

"Isn't it rumored that he has fallen?"

"Why did you appear on the Golden Winged Dapeng Mountain today?"

"Is he here for revenge?"

Obviously this monk knew a lot of information.

But the person next to him interrupted him and asked him to continue speaking.

Said:

"Don't talk nonsense, that is the evil crow spirit of my ancient sacred mountain!"

As he said this, the monk bowed respectfully to the old man Evil Crow.

But the old man didn't notice that bow.

His eyes were only fixed on Tang San.

Mysterious runes flickered in the dark pupils.

It was as if I had seen through the void and saw some grand world.

"What a beautiful cave! I never thought this legend actually existed!"

The old man murmured in a low voice.

His voice was not loud, and only Tang San heard it.

At this moment, Tang San's hair stood on end.

This was the first cultivator he met who could directly see his small cave world.

This made him pay more attention to the person in front of him.

The old man didn't care when he saw Tang San didn't say anything.

But his eyes were flashing with rune light, and he looked at the small world in the cave with hope in his eyes.

"Is that the fairyland..."

After a while, the old man came to his senses.

But the look he gave Tang San had become extremely cold.

The murderous aura burst out from his body, turning half of the sky black and red.

Extremely terrifying!
Tang San was also shocked when he saw the sudden change in the old man.

But before he could figure out the reason, the old man had already flashed in front of him.

At the same time, terrifying black fog surged out of the opponent's body like waves, sweeping towards Tang San.

Feeling the strong smell of curse in the black fog.

Tang San didn't dare to get involved.

He quickly dodged and stepped back.

He is not afraid of being chopped in two.

But the curse was the kind of power he least wanted to encounter.

It wasn't that he was afraid of the curse.

This power is really too strange.

Some curses only destroy the body, while others destroy the soul.

Some curses will dissolve all things and lives related to them through mysterious connections.

This is an extremely terrifying force.

But Tang San has been in the world for so long, and he has killed countless cultivators.

But the only one who has really used this kind of power from beginning to end is the old man in the Divine Fire Realm before him.

However, as he dodged, Tang San also discovered that something was wrong with the old man.

The rune light that was originally shining in his eyes disappeared.

Instead, he became a little dull.

This does not mean that the old man lacks energy and looks unintelligent.

It's the feeling of being a controlled puppet.

It was as if the one attacking Tang San was not the old man in front of him, but a hidden puppeteer who was controlling the puppets.

In an instant, Tang San seemed to understand what the old man meant by the invitation to join and the extermination of the Evil Crow Clan.

If what he saw was really like this, then it would make sense why the Evil Crow Clan was destroyed.

There is no invitation to join.

It was just that after their clan was exterminated, they saw his amazing talent and took him as a puppet.

It was just that the opponent's talent was so strong that he actually ignited the divine fire.

Only then will you be qualified to control your own "freedom".

This explains why the old man did not show any expression when he saw him killing half of the Golden Winged Roc clan.

Because the other party had experienced more terrible killings than this.

Looking at the old man who kept rushing towards him, Tang San had no choice but to activate the Mysterious Sword Formation prepared for him.

He didn't want to be tainted by a curse, even if it was just a curse from the Divine Fire Realm.

One hundred and forty-four flying swords appeared around Tang San.

Combined into some kind of mysterious sword formation.

The Yuanli is connected to each other and supports each other.

hum!
The power of water and fire quickly gathered on the sword formation.

This is the power of the sword formation, and also the result of Tang San's talent for controlling water and fire.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a phantom of flowing fire appeared on the Xuanming Sword Formation.

"go with!"

Tang San made a sword gesture and controlled the Mysterious Sword Formation to slash towards the old man.

Although he felt some sympathy for the old man's situation, he would be irresponsible to be lenient towards him at this time.

Besides, this old man is not a good person.

When the opponent first appeared, he said that he would also be refined into the Thirteen Kings Skeleton String.

Anyone who can say such things cannot possibly be a philanthropic person!

The sword formation crossed the void, mixed with terrifying flames and flowing water, turning into a giant sword of water and fire that slashed towards the old man.

The void was shattered as a result.

Chaos energy leaked out from the broken void, crushing a mountain below.

Tens of thousands of lives died as a result.

But no matter whether it was Tang San, the old man, or the person who controlled the old man from behind, none of them cared about these injuries.

It's just a few lives that died.

There is not much else about the ancient sacred mountain, except for many species and creatures.

puff!
A blood mark appeared on the old man's palm.

The giant sword almost cut off the old man's hand.

The blood of the gods spilled into the void.

But the old man seemed not to notice.

Continue to attack the giant sword of water and fire.

However, the damage caused to the giant sword of water and fire was very little.

Moreover, as the endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth was drawn into the sword formation, it gathered inside the sword formation.

The power of the giant sword of water and fire is still growing.

Seeing this, Tang San also breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a sword light appeared out of nowhere and crossed the space.

The sword light actually slashed across Tang San's neck and cut off his head.

Then the sword light turned and carried Tang San's head to the top of an ancient sacred mountain.

I saw a figure appeared there without knowing when.

Swish!
The sword was sheathed, and it turned out to be a bright silver divine sword.

It just has a blade but no handle, and its shape is very strange.

"Haha, he's just a little guy in the Formation Realm, but he caused such a big mess!"

"Let me see what secrets you have that have enabled you to cultivate a strength comparable to that of a Venerable at the age of less than 20."

As he said this, the old man was about to use a secret method to check the memories in Tang San's mind.

But suddenly, Tang San's head began to speak.

"Old man, you are the one who controls the evil crows!"

Hearing the voice, the old man quickly looked down at the head in his hand.

Tang San just blinked at him and continued:

"You are old now. Have you become stupid because of seclusion?"

"You killed someone and you don't even know how to check the body?"

Hearing this, the old man hurriedly looked towards Tang San's headless corpse.

But this look made him open his eyes wide in shock.

Tang San, who was supposed to be a headless corpse, now had the head that was supposed to be held in his hand.

Seeing the old man looking at him, Tang San smiled at him.

Seeing this, the old man shuddered all over.

He quickly looked at his hand again.

But he still held Tang San's head in his hand.

"This is impossible, how is this possible!"

"Silver Soul has no handle, it cuts off both the body and the soul!"

"Not to mention that I will chop off your head, even if I cut you in half, you will definitely not have a chance of survival."

As he spoke, the hiltless silver sword in the scabbard flew out and killed hundreds of monks in a row.

Some of them had their necks cut off, while others had their waists cut off.

Others only had their arms cut off.

But no matter which one, the cultivator who was hit by the sword light would die instantly and his soul would be severed.

Seeing that the sword was still as sharp as before, being beheaded was better than death.

The corners of the old man's mouth curled up slightly.

But when he saw Tang San's head in his hand, a look of confusion appeared in his eyes again.

But soon, confusion was replaced by a strong sense of greed.

This must be some kind of miraculous skill or magical power!
As long as he can get it, he won't have to worry about his life span in the future.

He even came up with a magical skill that required constant cultivation in order to maintain his lifespan.

Because in his opinion, Tang San is so young, it is impossible for him to have such strong strength.

Unless he is reborn.

That makes much more sense!
Thinking of this, the old man was about to smash Tang San’s head.

The next moment, the head suddenly turned into divine power and flowed to the side.

Then he changed into Tang San's appearance again.

It’s just that the aura on his body is slightly weaker than that of Tang San himself.

This is Tang San’s divine power clone.

It doesn't have any special abilities, it can just last for a short period of time.

Seeing the two Tang San appear in front of him, the greed in the old man's eyes became even stronger.

In his opinion, that kind of magical magic can also allow people to cultivate independent clones.

Clone, how many people want it but can’t get it!

This is true even though the old man is already an old monster who has been igniting the divine fire for who knows how many years.

Tang San himself had the small world of the cave to replenish the separated divine power, and in an instant he had recovered to his full victorious state.

He let his divine clone control the Xuanming Sword Formation to attack the old man Evil Crow, while he himself rushed towards the old man.

He held a long stick in his hand and instantly appeared above the old man, then smashed it down at him.

Seeing this, the old man did not dodge, but stretched out his hand to grab the long stick.

At the same time he shouted:

"Hahaha, I didn't expect a little kid like you to have magical weapons, and extremely powerful ones at that. You're really lucky!"

However, just as Venerable Jinluan underestimated Tang San's divine power, the old man obviously did the same.

Bang!
The palm where divine power flowed was shattered, and divine blood spilled.

The cracks extended from the palm to the arm.

The old man himself was also knocked away hundreds of miles.

Looking at the wound on his palm, a trace of bloodthirsty murderous intent flashed in the old man's eyes.

"Haha, you pissed me off!"

suck!
The next moment, the old man raised his mouth to the sky and began to swallow.

All of a sudden, all the spiritual energy, essence, and divine energy within a million miles were swallowed into its mouth.

Kaka!

His body was changing, his old skin returning to its youthful appearance.

His white hair also turned black.

In almost the blink of an eye, he turned from a dying old man into a young and strong middle-aged man.

Feeling the explosive power surging in his body, the middle-aged man's eyes revealed a look of satisfaction.

But at this moment, a tail covered with silver-gray scales appeared behind him.

At the end of the tail, there is a meat hammer covered with huge thorns.

"Boy, our battle has just begun!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man quickly flew across a distance of hundreds of miles.

The speed is so fast that it seems like teleportation.

In almost the blink of an eye, the other party appeared in front of Tang San.

Bang!
The middle-aged man threw a punch, directly knocking Tang San back.

The middle-aged man just touched his fist, and he always felt as if he had hit the divine gold.

There was no feeling of physical fragility at all.

There was no sound of a fist hitting the chest.

This made the middle-aged man look towards Tang San quickly.

Except for a slight dent in the armor on Tang San's chest, there was no other change.

"Divine armor?"

"You actually have divine armor!"

The middle-aged man was shocked again.

If he remembered correctly, Tang San did not have any divine armor before.

He was wearing only a dark blue monk's robe.

He originally thought that Tang San was lucky to have a magical staff.

I didn't expect there were actually two.

The other piece turned out to be an extremely rare divine armor.

However, when he thought that after killing Tang San, all the magic skills, magic weapons and armor would be his, he became interested.

Immediately he attacked Tang San again.

This time he also took out his own hiltless sword.

It's a pity that Tang San, who was prepared, was not so easily hit.

He displayed Kunpeng's extreme speed.

In the blink of an eye, he appeared behind the middle-aged man, and then swung the long stick towards the middle-aged man's head.

Bang!
The middle-aged man was knocked flying again, but this time his arms dropped and divine blood dripped down his arms.

Obviously, he had suffered some loss after blocking the stick that was meant for his head.

However, with the flow of divine power, the injury can be healed in just a few moments.

But Tang San did not give him time to recover his thoughts.

Immediately, he appeared next to the middle-aged man again as if teleporting.

He swung the long stick and hit the middle-aged man's injured arm.

It is better to cut off one finger than to injure one's arm.

At this moment, Tang San was ready to break the middle-aged man's arm completely first, and then target him.

But the middle-aged man calmly blocked the stick with his uninjured arm.

The next moment, a ball of dark red divine fire flew out from the middle-aged man’s Niwan Palace.

To burn Tang San completely.

Seeing this, Tang San was not panicked.

He also activated a ball of fire and rushed towards the middle-aged man's divine fire.

"Haha, this is the divine fire ignited by a strong man in the divine fire realm. How dare you collide with my divine fire?"

The middle-aged man sneered.

But the next moment, fear appeared in his eyes.

It turned out that his dark red divine fire was actually ignited by the unknown grade flame released by Tang San.

Even without facing it directly, the middle-aged man felt a strong burning sensation.

That was the divine fire that was burning him!
That is the foundation of his deification.

Once the divine fire is extinguished or destroyed, he will instantly fall from the divine realm.

And his worries came true a few moments later.

The dark red flame was not some special flame, but a divine fire that was about to go out.

After being ignited by the Nine Yang Holy Fire, it burned to nothingness in an instant.

"No!"

The middle-aged man let out a shrill scream.

And Tang San's long stick had already smashed down towards his head!

Bang!
With an explosion.

The middle-aged man's head and the upper half of his body were turned into a bloody mist by Tang San.

The body that had just regained its youth was also rapidly withering away.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the young and powerful body turned into that of an old man.

His energy and blood were declining, and he had little strength left.

Upon seeing this, Tang San collected it together with the blood mist and threw it towards the direction of the Thirteen Kings' Skeleton String.

The thirteen figures there were staring intently at the blood mist of gods that filled the sky!

(End of this chapter)