Waste Synthesis: Starting from Picking Up Garbage to Become Immortal

The two Black Nest monks looked horrified. If Song Tianming was rescued, they would definitely bear the boundless wrath of Black Hand.

boom!

The two burned their soul power, increased their horsepower, and chased Taoist Duobao at extremely high speeds.

"Damn it, these two people actually burned their soul power to chase this Taoist master. They are really anxious."

Taoist Duobao immediately took out a pair of wolf-skin boots from his arms, put them on quickly and increased his speed by 30%, once again opening up a large distance.

The two Black Nest monks behind him also accelerated the burning of the source, seeking faster speed.

While you were chasing me, a group of four people came to an ancient black tower.

This tower towers into the clouds and is as dark as an abyss. Countless incomplete black symbols rise around it, releasing strange secret power and isolating everything.

The two Black Nest monks exclaimed: "Maybe Taoist Duobao wants to throw that kid into the Ancient Tower of Death. This is not good."

The Ancient Tower of Death is a restricted area with a special area that cannot be entered or exited. It even blocks the connection with the material world. There is no other end for those who enter except dying of old age inside.

Although Song Tianming didn't know the origin of the Ancient Tower of Death, this place surrounded by black symbols was definitely not a good place. He squirmed crazily, trying to break free from Taoist Duobao's grasp.

However, Taoist Duobao took out a bunch of golden ropes and automatically restrained Song Tianming as soon as he let go of his hands.

This golden rope was of such high quality that even Song Tianming couldn't break free from it.

boom!

Taoist Duobao sacrificed a high-level boundary-breaking talisman and hit the black talisman field, opening a crack in an instant. Then he threw Song Tianming in and retracted the golden rope.

"Brother Huo Yi, I promise no one can disturb you here. You recover slowly. I'm leaving first. I won't send you far."

Song Tianming's expression changed drastically and he cursed Taoist Duobao crazily.

Taoist Duobao acted as if he didn't hear anything and ran away with a smile.

The two Black Nest monks looked at Song Tianming and clucked their tongues: "This guy is trapped inside and dies. There is no other way out except dying of old age. We have basically completed our mission."

"That makes sense, and since this guy's soul power is so violent, I'm afraid he will explode before he dies of old age!"

After the two Black Nest monks communicated for a while, they left without looking back.

After a few minutes,

Song Tianming's facial features were distorted, and he drove the green dragon flying sword crazily to attack the fluid black rune field.

when!

The Green Dragon Flying Sword was directly bounced away, and several cracks appeared on the blade.

"Damn it, this black rune field is too hard. With my current strength, I can't break through it head-on."

Thinking of this, Song Tianming couldn't help but curse Taoist Duobao. This guy really had no good intentions. In order to prevent the Black Nest monk from killing him, he actually threw him into a restricted area isolated from the world.

"No, I can't be stuck here."

Song Tianming looked at the ancient tower of death not far away, and moved step by step the Yuanshen body that was dilapidated due to the runaway soul power.

In the Plague Ranch, Song Tianling was killing like crazy, and there was a thick layer of soul rat remains on the floor that didn't even have time to disappear.

The Holy Rat King was completely angry. He activated the red runes in his body despite the restrictions of the gravity field, forming a violent field to bless all the soul rats in the field.

All the soul rats are going crazy, and their strength is rapidly increasing, even offsetting the limitations of the gravity field.

Roar!

The endless roar even cracked the roof of the Plague Castle. The rats covered Song Tianling like waves of black wolves. Their power was so terrifying that even monks in the Great Perfection Realm could not withstand it.

Song Tianling's expression changed, and she immediately retracted her sword formation. Eighteen flying objects formed a truly airtight sword shell. Then she came out with her sword, smashing through the waves of rats like a meteor, and quickly killed the Holy Rat King. .

"Come on! Come on everyone!"

The Holy Rat King roared wildly, and the high-level soul rats guarding him kept rushing out, using their bodies as shields to block Song Tianling's impact.

"Kill!" Song Tianling roared, and her delicate body burst out with terrifying power. She was like an ancient sword fairy, walking with a sword, and 18 flying objects interspersed with each other, killing high-level soul beasts one after another. .

The rat teeth that serve as flying swords are all broken due to too many kills, but the most indispensable thing here is the rat teeth. She constantly replenishes flying objects and slashes forward crazily.

Finally, Song Tianling stood in front of the Holy Rat King. She would release all her soul power, and the eighteen flying objects surrounding her turned into a green dragon, which frantically bombarded the Holy Rat King.

Dang Dang Dang!

The holy rat king's body glowed with golden light, his body was like an indestructible golden body, indestructible, and he crushed all eighteen flying objects, including the Nether Fire Bone Sword.

Song Tianling's expression changed drastically, and his whole body was trembling.

The Holy Rat King stared at Song Tianling with a joking look, and chuckled: "Do you think I can only command but not fight? Little girl. I'm too naive."

The Holy Rat King is both a king of command and an undefeated general.

The Holy Rat King raised his tiny golden arms, preparing to summon the rats to eat Song Tianling, a desperate human being.

But Song Tianling was not desperate, but angry, so angry that he was trembling.

"How dare you break the gift my brother gave me!"

boom!

The anger caused the soul power to boil. Song Tianling broke through the realm on the spot and was promoted to the late stage of Tongyou. Everything fell into place easily.

The Holy Rat King was stunned by Song Tianling's roar, and then said ferociously: "Humph! I will tear your soul to pieces."

Although Song Tianling was promoted on the spot, the Holy Grade Rat King did not panic at all, even though the innate divine seal would be awakened in the later stages of Tongyou, which would increase his combat power.

But Song Tianling, who had just been promoted, could not master the innate divine seal. Even if she was gifted and mastered it, she was no match for herself and her army of soul rats.

"Kill! Tear her into pieces."

In an instant, the rats rioted, like waves rolling in, and the situation was extremely critical.

Song Tianling looked at her red divine seal, the lower-grade innate divine seal of the ordinary level - the universal solution of all methods, and was thoughtful.

Huh!

Song Tianling activated the divine seal, and in an instant, her spirit boiled, her computing power exploded, and she realized the truth in the dragon field. All the difficult problems that she couldn't figure out were solved at this moment.

At this moment, Song Tianling's fingers flew and symbols soared.

She wanted to write an array formula for her sword formation.

A universal formula that could solve all problems!

Song Tianling's talent was like a spring, and she instantly composed a string of beautiful, concise, and neat sword formation formulas, and then poured all her soul power into it.

Boom!

The perfect sword formation pattern glowed, and thirty-six rat teeth rose up immediately, automatically searching for the enemy and killing in the best way, like a storm of sword blades, spinning wildly, cutting the high-level soul rats attacking from all directions.

The Holy Rat King was stunned. Song Tianling actually had some strength left. It immediately called all the remaining soul rats and made them roll towards Song Tianling like a huge wave.

However, the perfect pattern continued to explode, and the number of flying objects it could automatically control increased.

Forty-eight, fifty-six, seventy-two.

In the end, the number of sword formations expanded to one hundred and eight, and the sword blade storm it formed was even more huge, harvesting thousands of soul rats at an astonishing speed, unstoppable.