Celestial being

The next moment, Yuan Ming suddenly started to move, his feet spinning, his body twisting and turning, his fists waving wantonly, and fists burst out from his body, hitting the three people densely.

The blade of Ghost Blade Shura passed by, and the moment it intersected with the fist wind, it was taken aside. The flames of Demon Flame Shura were even torn apart by the fist wind.

In almost an instant, Yuan Ming's aura completely changed.

The fist winds were like living creatures, surrounding his body, constantly flying up and down, blocking all the attacks of the three people.

Huazhi originally wanted to help, but after seeing this, she immediately leaned back to the corner and watched with a frown.

Seeing that the remaining three people, one ghost blade and two demon flames, had no choice but to help Yuan Ming, the two ghost howling Shura immediately ignored Huazhi and joined the battle together.

They each held a black two-pronged fork in their hands. While attacking Yuan Ming, they opened their mouths to make ghostly roars and sharp sounds, constantly trying to attack Yuan Ming's soul.

However, all of Yuan Ming's spiritual thoughts at this moment were used to sense their movements. Every bit, every move, everything was presented in front of his eyes as if they were tiny details.

"Hoo ho ho"

The wind of his fist roared, and the shadow of his fist was like a cloud. Unknowingly, the artistic conception of Gongming covered all the five Shura who teamed up to besiege him.

No matter how high the spiritual intelligence of those five Shura is, it is impossible to see through it.

Gradually, Yuan Ming's fist shadows became denser and denser, his fist style became more and more powerful, and his fist intention became more and more concentrated, and he even reached the point where he was completely forgetful of himself when there was no one around him.

It was as if he was the violent black wind and sandstorm at the moment, and the five Shuras were just grains of sand carried by his sandstorm, allowing him to control them.

The attacks of the five Shura were getting faster and faster, but they were not taking the initiative, but were involuntarily led by Yuan Ming.

But no matter how intensive their attacks were, none of them could hit Yuan Ming.

"The master is already so strong!" Hua Zhi couldn't help but screamed when he saw this scene.

But at this moment, the entire underground hall suddenly shook violently, and the ground sank suddenly. A purple-black magic circle suddenly emerged from the ground, and countless black tentacles emerged from the ground and grabbed Yuan Ming and Huazhi. .

Huazhi was shocked. She had previously used root vines to pierce the ground to explore, but nothing strange was found, but she didn't know how this magic circle could suddenly appear.

At this moment, a bearded old man in black robes and a dozen black-robed monks suddenly ran out of the passage on the other side.

He was holding a circular formation plate in his hand and was manipulating it with a solemn expression.

Huazhi hurriedly avoided the black tentacles and wanted to step forward to help Yuan Ming, but was forced back by the dense tentacles. The dozens of black-robed monks also surrounded and blocked her, making it impossible for her to step forward.

Yuan Ming was immersed in the artistic conception of "common fate" and could not react for a moment. First, his ankle was grabbed by a black tentacle. His steps could not help but be interrupted. The shadow and wind of the fist were also interrupted like a storm. .

In an instant, countless black tentacles rushed in crazily, seizing this opportunity, they wrapped Yuan Ming around his body, wrapping him layer after layer like a rice dumpling, leaving only half of his body exposed.

"Kill him." The old man in black robes and long beard said without saying much, and shouted coldly.

The five Shura didn't hesitate at all, and they all attacked Yuan Ming frantically. He was immediately overwhelmed by various attacks.

Yuan Ming was unable to swing his fists, sharp claws and blades, steel fork thrusts, ghost screams and demonic sounds, and fierce demonic flames all hit him, but he seemed to be completely unaware and still closed his eyes tightly.

Gradually, various scars began to appear on his body, and the black magic flames also adhered to the skin and burned. Even if the vitality of the immortal tree supported the continuous repair, it could not be faster than the crazy attacks of the five Shura.

But at this moment, Yuan Ming's eyes suddenly opened.

The shackles that had been imprisoning him were finally released at this moment.

In Yuan Ming's Dantian, an extremely hot power of the sun surged out, like a source torch. The moment it lit up, it ignited all the acupoints on his body.

The power of the sun that had been accumulated in various acupoints on the body also completely exploded at this moment.

Yuan Ming only felt that he was burning, not by the external demonic flames, but by a real fire generated from within, burning in his body.

His blood was boiling, his whole body was hot, his temples were bulging and beating, making a "thud" sound like a war drum.

The body of all things is at this moment!

Yuan Ming suddenly stood up, and streaks of bloody flames burst out from his body, hitting the black tentacles that restrained him.

The moment the black tentacles came into contact with the bloody flames, they quickly fell apart, like inconspicuous threads. They were easily torn off, unable to restrain him at all.

The attacks of the five Shura were all blocked by the spurting blood flames.

Flames ignited in Yuan Ming's eyes. The physical training techniques and martial arts techniques he had learned in the past were rehearsed rapidly in his sea of ​​consciousness like a revolving door. The blood light emitting from his body expanded rapidly, and a head ten feet tall formed behind him. The bloody giant elephant.

He raised his foot and took a step forward, and the giant bloody elephant raised its proboscis as if roaring to the sky. Then it raised its feet high and stepped towards the two Demon Flame Shura in front of it.

Under the loud "bang", the entire underground hall shook violently.

Two balls of blood exploded at the feet of the giant bloody elephant. The two Demon Flame Shuras were shattered even more thoroughly than the two that King Kong smashed to death.

When the remaining three Shura saw this, they immediately fled around without stopping at all.

The remaining Ghost Blade Shura had just ran a few steps when a figure shrouded in blood flames flashed in front of him.

Yuan Ming grinned, stepped forward, and punched him.

A giant bloody elephant rushed out from behind him, smashing the Ghost Blade Shura into pieces.

Seeing that Yuan Ming was chasing after them and that they could no longer escape, the two Ghostly Shura immediately turned around and pulled off their masks, revealing two somewhat similar dark and shriveled faces.

Then, they opened their mouths at the same time, with their upper and lower jaws in a very exaggerated arc, pulling their entire faces into distortions, and a heart-rending scream came from the depths of their throats.

In an instant, the two sound waves seemed to turn into sharp knives, trying to pierce Yuan Ming's eardrums and tear his soul apart.

However, Yuan Ming is now a body of all things. His physical body has considerable resistance to such attacks, and his spirit is extremely powerful. He only suffered a brief dizziness and headache, but he quickly endured it.

When the sharp sound weakened a little, Yuan Ming used the magic of the demon elephant to fly across, rushed in front of the two people, and smashed two iron fists into their chests at the same time.

The bodies of the two Ghostly Howling Shura exploded at the same time, and their flesh and blood sprayed all over the ground.

Under the strong impact and concussion, the entire underground hall shook violently, and spider web-like cracks suddenly spread on the top of the head and the surrounding walls.

When the old man in the late Nascent Soul stage saw this situation, his expression became extremely panicked.

How dare he stay here? He shouted and asked his subordinates to attack Yuan Ming, while he turned around and rushed towards the entrance of a passage.

Although the black-robed monks were frightened, they did not dare to disobey the elders' orders. They had no choice but to bite the bullet and rush towards Yuan Ming.

At this moment, Yuan Ming was immersed in the joy of being promoted to the body of all things, and his whole body seemed to have endless strength.

He turned his head suddenly and roared at those people.

"Roar……"

The moment he opened his mouth, the huge head of a bloody elephant appeared behind him, and it also raised its nose and roared.

A huge sound surged out, which not only contained extremely powerful sound waves, but also contained the power of Yuan Ming's soul. It suddenly exploded in the cave like thunder from the nine heavens.

The relatively sealed underground cave was like a natural loudspeaker, amplifying Yuan Ming's voice ten times. Under the impact of the rolling sound waves, the black-robed monks were knocked to the ground one after another. Blood overflowed from his nose and he passed out.

The old man in black robes who had just escaped into the passage was caught up by the sound wave penetrating in the suddenly narrowed passage. His soul was violently shaken, and he finally failed to resist and fell down.

"Master...Master..." Hua Zhi staggered over and was obviously shocked.

Before she could finish her words, a loud "rumbling" sound suddenly came from above her head.

The dome above finally couldn't withstand the impact and collapsed.

The rocks and dust mixed together and sank as a whole, pouring downwards.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming pulled the flower branch and rushed into the cave entrance where the old man in black robe was. He picked up his collar and ran forward quickly.

The sound of collapse from the back of the cave kept coming, and billowing smoke and dust rushed inwards along the passage.

Yuan Ming led the two of them to run a long distance before finally getting rid of the collapsed area.

At this time, Huazhi had recovered. He looked at the cave behind him that was blocked by rocks, then looked at the owner, and said in surprise:

"Master, have you broken through to the body of all things?"

"Well, are you injured?" Yuan Ming nodded and asked.

"No, I didn't even take action. I was shocked by your sound wave earlier and was a little dizzy." Hua Zhi said with a smile.

"Okay, stay on the sidelines and watch, I want to do something." Yuan Ming said.

"Okay." Huazhi responded immediately.

Yuan Ming immediately said nothing and led her to find a vacant secret room. He raised his hand and set up a magic circle to hide the aura here.

Then, wood grain appeared on Yuan Ming's body, and his body stretched, and soon the body of an immortal tree appeared. The hanging vines spread across, quickly wrapped around the black-robed elder, and dragged him upside down.

About an hour later, the large cocoon hanging upside down on the immortal tree tore apart with a "click" sound.

The figure of the old man in black robe fell from it and fell to the ground.

But soon he got up again, his eyes were dull, and he stood aside with a dull expression, showing no intention of running away.

Beside him, Yuan Ming retracted his body and regained his human form. He directly gave instructions to the newly refined tree puppet:

"There is an area shrouded in strict restrictions deep underground. Now, take me there."