Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

By sacrificing his head, Jingming directly avoided this attack.

At the same time, Jingming also sensed the other party's location.

She tossed the embroidered ball directly into the air.

Roar! !

The embroidered ball, imbued with immense force, transformed into a ferocious tiger and roared as it pounced towards the man.

"go with!"

Feeling the fierce wind pressing down on the back of his head, the figure's expression changed drastically, and without turning his head, he threw a porcelain bottle upwards.

The porcelain bottle shattered upon contact with the phantom tiger, releasing a foul stench that filled the air.

[Breaking the Law] [Untainted]

The tiger roared as before, and struck out with its palm.

The exposed portion of the man's body was smashed into a bloody pulp!

"good chance!!"

Behind the tiger, a pitch-black, ghost-like creature coiled around it.

As if sensing some inexplicable evil, even in its spirit form, the tiger's fur stood on end.

"Greed, anger, and ignorance—swallow them all!!!"

The Corpse Demon Sect, the Three Corpse Poisons of Greed, Anger, and Ignorance!

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Chapter 43 You are a god, I am an immortal, we complement each other perfectly!

"Come on fire!"

"Roar!"

Jingming also sensed the tiger's spirit's feelings and let out a low roar.

The tiger's soul was instantly enveloped in flames, transforming into a blazing tiger.

Then, with a sweep of its tail, a gust of wind arose, scattering the dark figure that had appeared behind it.

"return!"

Jingming raised his hand and summoned the tiger's spirit back into the embroidered ball, which then smashed towards the back of Liang Ting's head.

"What a troublesome little brat!"

Feeling the movement behind his head, Liang Ting reached out and caught the embroidered ball that was thrown at him.

Then, runes flashed on his hand, and he crushed the embroidered ball.

However, the tiger spirit inside the embroidered ball roared out and bit Liang Ting's fist.

The golden talisman shone brightly, and Liang Ting, at the cost of temporarily paralyzing one of his palms, dispersed the tiger's soul.

【Tunnel】

聚！

The scattered tiger souls directly converged into the body of the tiger beneath Jingming's throne.

On this side, Jingming held off Liang Ting, one of the top experts in the Quanxing Sect.

On the other side, Wu Wei, with his sleeves fluttering, charged in and out of the Quanxing crowd seven times.

The powerful amplification from the Reverse Life Triple Regeneration, coupled with the ethereal Gu worms within the Qi.

People from Quanxing are practically dead if they touch them, and injured if they even brush against them!

"No, this won't do! If this keeps up, we're all doomed!!"

Someone shouted something, and the Quanxing's offensive paused.

Then it became weaker.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that they couldn't subdue Jingming and Wuwei for a long time, Quanxing and the others couldn't help but shout.

Hurala!

In an instant, the attack seemed to vanish, and the Quanxing side remained silent.

"A bunch of clowns."

Watching the Quanxing group run off into the distance, Wu Wei frowned.

However, they did not chase after them.

"These two guys are pretty cautious."

"Old Yuan, tell me what's going on here."

In a dark corner, one of the Quanxing members spoke in a low voice.

"The child's father is hiding in the yard behind him."

Yuan Jingui narrowed his eyes, then spoke.

"Damn, you should have said so earlier!"

Upon hearing Yuan Jingui's words, the man glared at Yuan Jingui and then left.

If we can't beat our son, then we'll take it out on our father.

And that guy who claims to be the president of the Medicine Immortal Society but can reverse the cycle of rebirth three times, we have to get him involved too!

"not good!"

Sensing the commotion in the courtyard behind him, Jingming moved swiftly and leaped over the courtyard wall into Jishetang.

Fortunately, the doctors at Jishetang were well-connected and possessed some skills.

For example, Wang Haiwang, as an orthopedic expert, is also quite skilled at dislocating tendons and bones.

But it can only stop one or two things.

"You despicable scoundrels, you deserve to die!!"

An unnamed rage rose in Jingming's heart. He used the Demon-Binding Rope in his hand, which was stained with the flames of the Fire Wheel, to entangle the many Quanxing members in the courtyard.

"In this way, we can catch a turtle in a jar."

On the other side, Wu Wei stood on the courtyard wall, quietly watching the commotion inside the courtyard.

Anyone who runs out of the courtyard wall, or anyone who enters from the courtyard wall.

They either died at his hands or were infected by the Gu worms he had trapped in his Qi, leaving them either dead or injured and unable to fight again.

The Gu worms he nurtured with the reversed three levels of innate energy were no ordinary creatures.

"There are some strange things about this Quanxing sect."

Suddenly feeling something drift past within his Qi, Wu Wei frowned.

"kill!!"

With Wu Wei guarding the outside, Jingming transformed into a killing god inside the courtyard.

Under the influence of his mind, he killed every single one of these Quanxing people he saw.

In a short time, the noisy courtyard became unusually quiet.

"My son!?"

At some point, Zhao's father appeared before Jingming, his voice trembling as he called out.

That one word, "My son," immediately calmed Jingming, whose mind was filled with murderous desires.

"What's wrong with me?"

Jingming frowned, recalling his state just now.

That version of myself, like a madman, filled with murderous desires.

"Is this a drawback brought about by the Nascent Soul stage?"

"No, Nezha is the God of War, with a high fighting spirit, but he shouldn't have such a violent bloodlust."

Jingming shook his head, trying hard to recall what had just happened.

Or perhaps they were ambushed by the Quanxing.

"Zhu'er?!"

Zhao's father walked shakily to Jingming's side, wanting to stroke Jingming's face.

Ok?

The dark aura between Zhao's father's eyebrows began to surge.