The beginning is the invincible boss

Chapter 541 Powerful to Horror

As the master of the Nether Dynasty, the true master of the entire Nether Realm in the future.

Since the last battle with Wushang, the Lord of the Gengjin Imperial Court in Tiandao City, Tang Ling realized that his several supernatural powers derived from the Nether Supreme Body were seriously insufficient.

Therefore, since the Youming Supreme Body was completely completed, Tang Ling began to integrate his nine supernatural powers.

Let it become your current trump card, the one that can really kill.

Right now, these guys who were trying to siege him in a battle formation happened to be Tang Ling's most suitable test subjects at present.

"It's really self-defeating!"

Seeing Tang Ling's stubborn obsession, Zuo Cheng's Rotting Tiger roared angrily: "Kill, I'd like to see what qualifications he has to talk about saving the Xingchao caravan."

With a roar similar to that of a mad tiger, the Rotten Tiger controlled by Zuo Cheng rushed out first.

Although there are many people who practice the way of space in the Infinite Imperial Court, not all monks follow the attributes related to space. Zuo Cheng and his subordinates follow the way of decay.

The tiger rushed out, and a rancid smell instantly filled the space like a stinky ditch churning.

The tiger's wide mouth was full of corrosive mucus flowing down, ready to swallow Tang Ling in one gulp.

However, the rotten smell that rushed straight to his forehead made Tang Ling feel an unprecedented disgust in Tang Ling's heart before the tiger arrived, and he didn't use the combat skills of supernatural fusion at all.

"Get out of here!"

Tang Ling shouted coldly, the power of the ghost gathered in his body, and he punched out directly.

A black fist that was the size of a millstone exuding metallic luster blasted towards the tiger's head with Tang Ling's anger.

"Peng!"

When this punch fell, the terrifying power erupted like a landslide.

Forcibly smashing the rotten tiger back tens of meters, the power contained in it made the whole tiger tremble, and Zuo Cheng, who was the controller of the battle formation, was even more stunned by this punch. faint.

"Good guy, this battle formation is indeed strong enough."

Tang Ling couldn't help but let out an exclamation when he saw that his full punch failed to blow the head of a tiger that exuded a rotten smell.

You know, with Tang Ling's Youming supreme body, the physical body has completely reached a peak.

Even a strong man in the Underworld Realm can fight, but this punch failed to explode the rotten tiger gathered in the battle formation, which was completely beyond his expectation.

While Tang Ling was surprised, Luo Ying and the others who had just announced that they would join Tang Ling's command widened their eyes and opened their mouths.

"I, I read it right..."

"Just now, that senior just now used his fist to blow back the rotten tiger head-on. This... is simply, unheard of!"

"He, what is his origin..."

Luo Ying and the others, who had witnessed all this with their own eyes, couldn't help expressing sincere amazement, and they found that no one like Tang Ling had ever appeared in the entire Imperial Court.

Tang Ling didn't care about everyone's shock, and the long-lost flames of war rose in his calm black eyes.

"Okay, I want to see it, I can only bear a few punches from this seat."

Tang Ling broke through the air in an instant, and appeared directly above this huge rotten tiger. The pure black ghost power condensed on his body, and in an instant, his entire body became extremely huge like a mountain peak.

"Boom boom boom..."

Tang Ling used his physical strength unreservedly, and kept throwing out huge and terrifying fists.

The huge tiger retreated violently under Tang Ling's double fists. As the master of the entire battle formation, Zuo Cheng, the five-pattern warrior, was hit by Tang Ling's double fists, and his mouth and nose kept oozing out. Bloody red resentment.

"Also, what are you still doing..."

"Do you have to...do you have to wait until after I'm killed?"

Zuo Cheng, who was in the battle formation at this moment, had completely lost his previous self-confidence. He struggled to support the battle formation from being smashed by Tang Ling, and then roared with great urgency.

"Hoohoho..."

The strange beast roared, and those stunned five-pattern fighters fully reacted, and rushed towards Tang Ling one by one.

Tang Ling's stubborn temper was also aroused after several punches failed to explode the Rotten Tiger's battle formation.

"Saving him depends on whether I agree with you or not."

Tang Ling's eyes were blazing with flames of war: "I want to see whether they are the quickest to save me, or my fist is the quickest..."

Before the words fell, Tang Ling's fists rose into a terrifying flame, and his fists turned into Gatling with red flames in an instant, and they were fully fired in an instant...

"Roar……"

Under Tang Ling's fully fired fists, the rotten tiger howled.

Afterwards, under Tang Ling's pair of iron fists, he was blown away, and the countless lines of the battle formation began to disintegrate. As the controller, Zuo Cheng, the five-pattern warrior, was severely injured and almost died.

Tang Ling dodged to avoid the sharp claws that were grabbing him from behind.

He grabbed Zuo Cheng's head, and then the tyrannical soul power emerged, directly forcibly extracting a trace of regular power related to the way of decay in the source of his soul.

Soon, another seed was added to Tang Ling's soul.

"The warm-up is over, now the main action begins."

Tang Ling casually threw the destroyed Zuo Cheng Wraith's body into the ruins below like garbage.

At this moment, a terrifying and dangerous aura rose from Tang Ling's body in vain, and the gaze in his eyes turned into substance, forming a ten-meter-long saber.

Then, fine golden lines appeared on Tang Ling's hands, and the lines spread from the palm to the sword.

This is the magical power, fission silk hand.

Afterwards, a black evil-like eye appeared on the ten-meter-long sword.

The eyes opened, as if there was a boundless hell in them, this is the pupil of the supernatural purgatory.

At the same time, Tang Ling, who had displayed the three magical powers of Ruthless Dark Saber, Fission Silk Hand, and Purgatory Dark Eyes, had already reached a terrifying level, and the strange beasts that besieged him felt the aura of danger even more.

"boom!"

After Tang Ling avoided a sharp claw again, a chill appeared on his indifferent face.

The sword over ten meters pointed at the wolf-like beast who charged the most: "Let's start with you..."

As soon as the words fell, Tang Ling had disappeared. When he reappeared, a huge saber over ten meters long had already locked him in. The five-pattern warrior in charge of controlling the battle formation was just about to dodge.

However, he found that his will was impacted in an instant.

That was the power from Purgatory Mingtong on top of the sword. Although it was only a moment, it was enough to decide the outcome. The moment he realized it, the sword in Tang Ling's hand had already fallen.

"Shh!"

The dazzling icy light of the knife is like a red-hot knife cutting through butter at this moment.

With a sizzling sound, the ghost ghost wolf battle formation, also known as one of the top battle formations, was completely cut into two halves under the saber. Tang Ling reached out and grabbed the opponent's soul source to use the power of rules in it. pull away.

Then, he turned his head and held the knife to look at another horrified huge dragon.

(End of this chapter)