Waste Synthesis: Starting from Picking Up Garbage to Become Immortal

In an instant, Yang Tian became the target of public criticism, and countless monks cursed and ran away, unable to beat this guy who broke the rules to death.

Yang Tian's eyes evaded, and he couldn't hold back a word for a long time, which directly confirmed Song Tianming's guess.

Guan Shanyue's expression suddenly changed, and he roared angrily: "Yang Tian, ​​you actually dare to let the Xuanjing clan members suppress their realm and sneak into the Fallen Stars Realm. You simply don't take me seriously."

boom!

Guan Shanyue's magic power was fully activated, and his whole body was glowing. He smashed Yang Tian's chin with one slap.

Yang Tian's mouth was full of blood and he was about to cry without tears. The monks around him were spitting and their eyes were full of contempt. For a time, everyone in the Yang family became the target of public criticism and received cold looks.

At this time, two figures came from the distance, and the leader exclaimed: "Repair my father!"

In an instant, a strong wind struck, and the spiritual power formed a bundle, blowing up a hundred-meter-high tornado directly on the spot, directly shaking Guan Shanyue.

boom!

Guan Shanyue casually struck out with a palm, and his magic power was everywhere. With his level of the Great Perfection of the Mysterious Realm, a casual strike was still extremely terrifying.

However, this tornado was like a gangrene attached to the bones and could not be dispersed for a long time. It was not until Guan Shanyue waved the quasi-terrestrial formation flag that it was completely annihilated.

Guan Shanyue looked at the visitor, her eyes full of shock, the visitor was no small matter!

The other monks also looked over and found that the person coming was none other than Yang Jue, who was well-known in Starry Night City.

Yang Jue was dressed in a green robe with blue luan patterns on it. He had a divine crown and a majestic appearance. There was a terrifying aura rising all over his body, and the light was mixed with powerful wind patterns.

Yang Jue stepped forward, followed by the strong wind, and his robes danced wildly, as if the god of death was coming, showing his sharp edge.

His eyes were as bright as fire, his pupils were fixed on Song Tianming, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You man, let me live for a while longer, but you dare to kill my own brother and ruin the affairs of my Yang family. I have to kill you today."

Song Tianming put his hands behind his back and said softly: "I wanted to kill you a few days ago, but you were afraid and refused to fight. You escaped in the face of the battle, and now you come here to show off as a hero. It's ridiculous!"

Yang Jue was furious when his scar was uncovered, and immediately shouted: "Song Tianming, don't you want to block everything from the two families and fight me to the death!"

As he spoke, Yang Jue's physical body shone brightly, and his cultivation at the extreme level of bone-setting was undoubtedly revealed.

In the distance, Xiong Bashan, Ding Xiangzhang and other heroes from Yunshan City took a breath of air-conditioning. In the past, Yang Jue came to Yunshan City, and they had also fought against each other. At that time, they were still between brothers, and Yang Jue had a small advantage. .

But now that they met again, Yang Jue had made great progress, opening up a shocking gap between them.

Even He Xiaolong had to admit that Yang Jue was very strong at this moment and had probably surpassed him.

When Yang Tian saw Yang Jue at this moment, he cheered even more. Although his chin was broken by the slap and could not speak, he still danced and asked Yang Jue to attack Song Tianming.

Guan Shanyue had initially fought against Yang Jue and was most impressed by Yang Jue's strength. He walked up to Song Tianming and said solemnly: "Yang Jue has made great progress. You may not have a chance of winning. I suggest you avoid his edge!"

However, Song Tianming shook his head and said: "Thank you City Master Guan for your kindness, but now I can take away everything from the Yang family and restore the glory of the Song family. I can't give up. I will take this battle."

Song Hai also raised his arms and said: "In the name of the head of the Song family, I fully support Song Tianming!"

The other Song family monks also raised their arms and shouted: "In the name of a descendant of the Song family, I fully support Song Tianming!"

The Song family was united and their shouts shook the sky, making the descendants of the Yang family very frightened. Aren't these people afraid of losing?

As outsiders think, the Song family members are really not afraid of losing.

In the past, the Song family was so weak that it almost withdrew from the ranks of a century-old family. Today's glory was achieved step by step by Song Tianming.

Even if Song Tianming failed, the Song family would just return to its previous state without any fear at all.

Yang Jue sneered and said: "In the face of the absolute gap in strength, what does it matter if we are united as one? Your Song family is destined to decline and become a stepping stone for my Yang family. We have agreed in advance that if you lose, you will hand over all the resources your family has, and Don’t try to cheat on the earth essence liquid and the Holy Spirit Dao embryo that you took away!”

Song Tianming held his forehead and sighed, saying: "You are so ambitious. I'm really afraid that you will be so embarrassed and self-conscious when you lose later!"

Yang Jue said disdainfully: "Hmph! Do you think you have the slightest chance of winning against my Wind Spirit bloodline?"

boom!

A fierce gust of wind rose around Yang Jue's body, wind patterns filled his body, and spiritual light transpired. The power of his bloodline of the sixth level of True Spirit was undoubtedly revealed.

The onlookers' monks once again exclaimed: "With the extraordinary qualifications of the sixth level of True Spirit, many Xuanjing monks have not evolved so quickly!"

The fifth level of true spirit is the limit for monks in the mortal realm. Each level after that is a qualitative change, and often only monks in the mysterious realm can continue to evolve.

Being able to evolve extraordinary qualifications to the sixth level of true spirit at the mortal level is nothing short of a symbol of extraordinary talent.

"Haha, you are so proud of your extraordinary qualifications at the sixth level of True Spirit? I, the seventh-level True Spirit, didn't even say anything!"

Before he finished speaking, Song Tianming's body burst into intense electric energy, and his whole body seemed to be wrapped in thunder and lightning, shining brightly in the sky.

When the onlookers saw this, they were dumbfounded and froze on the spot. A monk in the mortal realm, with the qualifications of the seventh level of true spirit? Is this an achievement that humans can achieve?

Even Guan Shanyue took a breath of air. Song Tianming's qualifications were so extraordinary that he was considered top-notch even among the outer disciples of the Dengtian Sect.

Yang Jue was also shocked. He wasted no time and struggled for a long time to reach the extraordinary qualifications of the sixth level of true spirit. However, Song Tianming unexpectedly advanced to the seventh level of true spirit, directly completing the absolute crushing of extraordinary qualifications.

"Hmph! Your extraordinary talent must be a pile of natural treasures, without any foundation. It is incomparable to the strength of my bloodline that I have worked hard to evolve and experienced a life-and-death battle!"

In an instant, Yang Jue rushed out like a divine wind, his steps were like the wind, his fists and palms were shining, and the whole person seemed to have turned into an ancient wind god, tearing the sky and splitting the earth.

The onlookers were all dumbfounded. Yang Jue was indeed terrifying. The wind spirit bloodline of the sixth level of the true spirit was extremely solid, even comparable to some extraordinary talents of the seventh level of the true spirit.

However, in a blink of an eye, Song Tianming used a strong counterattack to prove whose extraordinary talent was more outstanding.

Song Tianming took a bow step forward, crushed the ground, light arcs wrapped around his body, plasma entangled his body, like a thunder arrow piercing the air, and rushed out at lightning speed, colliding head-on with Yang Jue.

Boom!

At the moment of the two colliding, runes gushed out, Tao became a bundle, and various strange scenes complemented each other, releasing extremely terrifying shock waves.

The winner was obvious. Yang Jue was knocked away by Song Tianming. His green robe was stained with blood and he was no longer calm.

"Impossible, impossible. I traveled all over the world and experienced many deadly battles before I refined my blood to the sixth level of the True Spirit. How can you do it too!" Yang Jue roared, unwilling to accept it.

"It's very simple, because the number and quality of the deadly battles I have experienced are not comparable to you, a fool."

Song Tianming's playful smile made Yang Jue want to vomit blood, but he had nothing to say, because the result proved that Song Tianming was indeed stronger.