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Chapter 2203 The strength is too weak
In the formation, Song Bei raised his head to look at the phantom in the sky, and a long blue dragon roared behind him.

"The Dark River Blue Dragon from the Water Dragon Tower? That's all."

The big man wearing the golden mask snorted coldly, and he stretched out his hand to grab it. The dark river blue dragon screamed and shattered into streams of immortal energy.

"I will stop them in a while, you all go quickly. Remember the appearance of those masks and tell the master."

Song Bei's voice was much lower, but his eyes were full of fanaticism.

Sensing the riot of immortal energy in Song Bei's body, the big man wearing the golden mask narrowed his eyes: "Lan Yancha, take Tang Ming away, and he can see it. The subsequent battle is not something he can handle."

A golden light shrouded Tang Ming's body.Lan Yancha's body grew rapidly, and it turned into a giant Lanyan cat and put Tang Ming on his back.

"Senior, can we take a look at it from a distance."

It was the first time Tang Ming had seen the battle between the Concentration Stage and the Nascent Soul Stage. He wanted to watch it and learn a few tricks from the big Chinese man wearing the golden mask.

"Alright, with that guy here, we should be fine."

Lan Yancha nodded, he was suspended in the mid-air on the evil wind.

But Tang Ming and Lan Yancha still underestimated Song Bei, this man was able to beat the golden masked man in the Concentration stage with his strength in the Nascent Soul stage.

The waves colliding with immortal energy made the surrounding mountains tremble, and huge stones rolled down on the central mountain path. The pitch-black flames and dark blue water waves constantly brought scorching heat and cold.

Tang Ming sighed secretly in his heart, his strength was still too weak.If he can be this strong, even though Taoyuan Realm is big, he can still look around.

"Old demon Lan Yan, Tang Ming didn't expect that you didn't escape. There is a way to heaven if you don't go, and there is no way to hell to cast yourself. If you meet us two, Tang Ming, you can go back with us."

Han Ya and Chu Li suddenly appeared in midair at some point.

Under Han Ya and Chu Li's feet was a long blue snake.

This long snake is different from ordinary monsters, its body constantly releases black magic energy.

Lan Yancha's eyes froze: "Old ghost Chuli, I didn't expect that you really practiced magic skills. This thing should be a demonized goblin."

"Hahaha, the blue flame old demon is indeed the spirit beast of the Pagoda Master of the Thunder Dragon, and his knowledge is really extraordinary. That's right, this is my demonized puppet, and you will become like this in the future."

The black magic hand stretched out in the void, and went straight to Tang Ming and Lan Yancha.

"Meow."

Lan Yancha let out a scream, and the blue fur on its body wrapped around Tang Ming, and the monster energy surged up and burned into a blue flame.

Tang Ming crawled on Lan Yancha's body: "Senior, I can stabilize myself. Chu Li, you will deal with it, and that cold tooth, I will deal with it."

"No, Han Ya's strength is not lower than that of the Nascent Soul Stage. Your strength is too weak, and you are no match for him at all. Those guys wearing masks have gone somewhere. They were dragged down by the other party alone. Long. Damn it."

Lan Yancha complained, but still opened his mouth and spat out a dagger.

With Tang Ming dragging him down, Lan Yancha's combat effectiveness dropped significantly.

Sitting on Lan Yancha's back, Tang Ming's eyes froze quickly, and he knew that he couldn't go on like this.

If this continues, both he and Lan Yancha will perish here.

"Senior, get down."

Tang Ming's voice was a little hoarse, he said while suppressing the anger and unwillingness in his heart.

As if realizing that something was wrong with Tang Ming's mood, Lan Yancha quickly sent a message and said, "Tang Ming, don't worry, as long as we wait for those guys to free up their hands, it's still very easy to deal with these two bastards. Can bear it."

"Senior, let's go down, we can't shrink back like this anymore. Don't worry, I'll be fine, trust me."

Chapter 94: The Jedi Strikes Back
Tang Ming suppressed his voice, but Lan Yancha could still hear the excitement in his voice.

After a lot of mental struggle, Lan Yancha took a deep breath and fell directly to the ground.

Han Ya and Chu Li never thought that Lan Yancha would suddenly fall to the ground.

The ground was covered by mountains and forests, and the battle was indeed beneficial to Lan Yancha, but also because of the cover of mountains and forests, if Han Ya and Chu Li wanted to sneak attack Tang Ming, the probability of killing Tang Ming would also increase greatly.

"Is this to give up Tang Ming's self-protection?"

A mocking smile appeared on Han Fang's face.

Chu Li shook his head: "That's not true. Tang Ming can't fly in mid-air, so what's the use of it? He can still struggle when he falls on the ground. It's the old rule, one of us."

Chu Li knocked on the head of the monster snake, and the monster screamed and fell to the ground.

On the ground, the bone dart in Tang Ming's hand had already been unsheathed when it hit the ground.

Sitting on Lan Yancha's back is a headless fly, unable to dodge or struggle, his fate is always in the hands of others.

After falling on the ground, although relatively speaking, he would be in a lot of danger, but Tang Ming felt that he could control his own destiny.

"Be careful behind your back."

Lan Yancha's voice rang in Tang Ming's ears, Tang Ming jumped to the side, and sure enough, a scimitar landed where he was standing before.

Tang Ming's eyes narrowed, and following the scimitar, he saw Han Fang approaching.

"Chu Li, take the old ghost Lan Yan away and don't make trouble for me here."

Han Ya looked angrily at Chu Li who was not far away.

Tang Ming turned his head, and Lan Yancha seemed to have been kicked in the chest by Chu Li because he reminded himself that he suffered a disadvantage from Chu Li.

"Tang Ming, you are still too weak. Danxiu, you shouldn't be brave. Look now, not only will you die in my hands, but you will also drag Lan Yan old cat. Seeing what you have done for Tianpo City For the sake of many contributions, I will let you die happily."

Han Ya smiled coldly, but his words made Tang Ming's eyes turn red.

"You want to kill me, Han Ya, you still underestimate me."

A streak of black rays of light swirled around Tang Ming's body like a hovering black dragon.

His blood vessels were swollen, his eyes were blood red, and his whole person seemed to have changed.

"The art of eight Qi."

He raised his own strength to the maximum, and used the Qiankun Jiugong Jue to release the evil spirit belonging to Qiansha Poison Art.

Tang Ming was like a devil walking out of the abyss, the aura on his body made Han Ya feel shuddering.

(End of this chapter)