"Two juniors in the spirit sea realm, dare to be presumptuous in front of the old man!" Mao Qianwu snorted coldly, and the skull-headed god on top of his head was glowing, and countless ghosts appeared, facing Zhou Heng and Sang Qingshan. go.
"Go!" Zhou Heng roared thunderously, and the golden villain also roared and roared, swinging and cutting the black long sword and the purple sky dragon at the ghost image.
Puff puff puff, like boiling soup, Wuxue, Jianqi Tianlong, these ghosts are all making screams and screams, one by one dissolving! But compared to the ghost images that Yang Zhan had uttered, these were much stronger now, and they re-formed immediately after melting.
"Brother Zhou, is this person from the Yang family?" Sang Qingshan looked suspicious.
Everyone knows that the Yang family has the inheritance of the ghost and corpse sect, so Sang Qingshan immediately put Mao Qianwu into the ranks of the Yang family, but he can't remember that the Yang family has such a master!
Of course, every giant has its own secrets. Although many masters are not well-known, they can suppress one party if they come out!
When they walked around the world, they all used pseudonyms, just like martial artists, these people were the secret weapons of the family.
As he spoke, he gave a long scream, shaking his hands and blasting out, and a giant python formed by spiritual power appeared immediately and started killing those ghosts.
Zhou Heng also went all out. Amidst the Black Sword oscillating, a series of black sword waterfalls and purple sky dragon dances were shot, burning ghosts constantly, and said: "He is not from the Yang family, but Mao Qianwu from the Mao family!"
"What, Mao's family?" Sang Qingshan was startled, and the python was swallowed by a group of ghosts, and his body was bruised and bruised in an instant. "How does the Mao family have the inheritance of the ghost corpse sect!" He was shocked, almost unable to accept it.
"Then I have to ask this old guy!" Zhou Heng tried his best, eight-color lotus flower, golden fist, purple sky dragon, ice and snow all over the sky.
"Huh, dead people don't need to know so much!" Mao Qianwu was murderous. He confided a big secret to Zhou Heng before, hoping to make Zhou Heng move his heart, obediently follow him or directly hand over Sanyang Tianzun's inherited.
In his thoughts, longevity is what everyone dreams of. With such a big temptation, how could Zhou Heng not take the bait? Don't talk about Zhou Heng, even if Tianzun with the god of transformation is back, he will be moved when he hears Changsheng!
Unfortunately, he underestimated Zhou Heng's ambitions!
From Zhou Heng's point of view, he can definitely cut the void and become an immortal after breaking into the God of Transformation, so why bother to do such a wicked thing? Moreover, the Mao family almost killed Zhou Dinghai, which is absolutely inexcusable to Zhou Heng, and it is destined to have one party completely extinct!
Mao Qianwu's face was cold, since Zhou Hengming was stubborn, he could only kill him on the spot! Although this does not guarantee the inheritance of Sanyang Tianzun, the pagoda and the sword are real, as long as you kill Zhou Heng, you can win it!
Zhang Wu suddenly pushed out his hands, and both palms turned into a seven-headed snake, attacking Zhou Heng and Sang Qingshan respectively.
Hydra!
This is the power of the blood of the Mao family. Although they somehow have the inheritance of the ghost and corpse sect, the power of the blood can be used as a martial skill, and there is no conflict at all! Compared with Mao Yuheng's three-headed snake, Mao Qianwu's blood is much stronger.
Seven-headed snakes and ghosts attacked Zhou Heng and Sang Qingshan at the same time.
"Brother Zhou, this battle is for me to attack!" Sang Qingshan laughed proudly, "After your battle with Yingshan Mu, the gods grew rapidly, which made me look greedy! So, let me come for this battle!"
Zhou Heng's black sword swung around, erasing all ghosts, and laughed: "Brother Sang just please!"
"Two juniors, don't know whether to live or die!" Mao Qianwu was furious. Could it be that he was the fish in the vegetable market that was actually picked by two juniors!
Sang Qingshan took out a helmet from the space magic weapon and put it on. It was a green metal snake-head helmet, but it had one corner left. When he put it on, the whole popularity immediately rose exponentially, as if a heavenly being reappeared from ancient times, full of great power.
"Spirit snake crown?" Mao Qianwu's eyes suddenly became fiery, "I didn't expect the spirit snake crown to fall into your hands. No wonder you have formed the god of the spirit snake! Hahaha, my Mao family is a Hydra Blood, this spiritual snake crown can play the most powerful role in the hands of my Mao family. Give it to the old man!"
He temporarily left Zhou Heng next year, and both the ghost image and the seven-headed snake bombarded Sang Qingshan.
"Go!" Sang Qingshan sharpened his eyes, stroked his hands, and dashed out with fierce energy, turning into a sword peak, hundreds of feet long, and slashed away at Mao Qianwu.
boom!
The blade rolled over, and the ghost and the seven-headed snake were all cut into two pieces. The remaining energy was not lost, and they did not enter the mountain wall. Only a loud noise came, and the whole mountain was slid down, like the sky. It's going to collapse!
"What a junior!" Mao Qianwu became more and more angry, his hands kept spinning, ghosts and seven-headed snakes reappeared, his eyebrows and beards were open, and the deity above his head also opened his skull mouth, evil light masterpiece.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Sang Qingshan fought Mao Qianwu alone, and he was able to fight back and forth without losing the slightest!
Zhou Heng simply stepped aside and became a spectator, gradually enlightening in his heart.
The helmet worn by Sang Qingshan is obviously a treasure, but unlike the general peerless magic weapon that can meet the enemy on its own, it has improved Sang Qingshan's own combat power! Not the spiritual power level, but the deity!
This treasure has no effect on ordinary warriors, because it can only be enhanced if it has a deity.
Sang Qingshan's spiritual power level has not changed, but the deity seems to have been beaten with blood, and is extremely active, raising his combat power crazy to the point where it can compete with the real birth-birth state!
Zhou Heng frowned slightly. Sang Qingshan's combat power at this time was indeed strong, but there was also a huge hidden worry, then persistence! Is there any power for nothing in the world? Sang Qingshan's combat power at this time is soaring at the cost of overdrawing future power in exchange for a short-term explosion!
If he can't defeat Mao Qianwu in a limited time, then no surprise, his situation will become extremely bad!
This guy is really desperate!
But it's one thing to dare to fight hard, but it's another thing to do it! Since Mao Qianwu can block Sang Qingshan's current storm-like attack, he can naturally sustain it, until Sang Qingshan shows a state of non-support and wins in one fell swoop!
In any case, Mao Qianwu is the undoubtedly strongest among the three, and the cultivation base of the Unborn Stage is not blown out!
But the old guy's face was also quite ugly, he was entangled by a junior in the spirit sea realm and couldn't win. This made his old face shine, and he wanted to slap Sang Qingshan to death with a palm!
Zhou Heng sighed with emotion, it is really difficult to kill an ancestor in the fetal stage!
Before he used himself as bait, he was almost killed by Yingshan Muzhi, and then he lured the other party into the trap, Ling Tian nine styles out, and beheaded the opponent under the sword! But this matter can only be one or two, which ancestor of the birth stage will be a fool, and then he will be insulted
He secretly made preparations, as soon as Sang Qingshan showed a state of frustration, he would rush out to save people, start a fast cloud stream and run away!
Sang Qingshan can stand out from the young generation's arrogance and become one of the few people who form gods. Naturally, he has his unique advantages. His own fighting talent is very powerful. In addition, the Sang family is also a Tianlong Emperor. The top giants, the martial arts used are definitely the best.
When his power was raised to the point where he could compete with Mao Qianwu, he was like a peacock with wings spread out, completely releasing his dazzling light.
However, how could Mao Qianwu be worse
Who can be promoted to the birth-end stage, who is not a genius among geniuses
Even if Sang Qingshan could resist him in strength, it would be no idea to defeat this veteran fetal stage ancestor. A happily fight would definitely be of great benefit to the growth of the Sang Qingshan deity!
Of course, this cannot be compared with Zhou Heng before, when Zhou Heng was repeatedly hovering at the critical moment of life and death, and the pressure was by no means comparable to that of Sang Qingshan at this time!
Prosperity and decline!
After half an hour of fighting, Sang Qingshan's face was pale, and his body was dripping with cold sweat. When a blow was swiped, every muscle was beating, as if torn.
Zhou Heng still didn't make a move. Now is the time to really test Sang Qingshan's willpower. The longer he persists in this state, the more beneficial it will be to the growth of his deity!
"Junior, go to die!" Mao Qianwu naturally did not want to be someone else's whetstone. He faded away. He launched a powerful attack, and the seven-headed snake and the ghost roared like thunder, shaking out a terrible aura.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths!
Zhou Heng's eyes were like swords, and the time Sang Qingshan could continue to persist was so short that it could only be counted by the number of breaths!
Ten breaths!
Hey, Zhou Heng flew out. At this moment, Sang Qingshan slapped again, but he didn't give out a trace of strength, but fell directly from the world!
"Seven snakes cut!" Mao Qianwu roared, his arms turned into two mountain-like seven-headed snakes, biting away at Sang Qingshan.
Zhou Heng stepped on the air, Xunyun streamed light steps to the extreme!
boom!
The 14 heads of the two seven-headed snakes were bitten together, but after a moment, Zhou Heng was seen fighting with the sword, and the black sword shadow broke through the ghost shadow, and he held Sang Qingshan under his left arm, anxious Flying!
"Quit run!" Mao Qianwu was so angry that he chased away without hesitation.
But compared with the speed of Xunyun Streaming Light Step
Zhou Heng's figure is as fast as electricity, even if he is carrying a person, it is not what Mao Qianwu can expect. The gap between the two sides has not narrowed, but has continued to widen!
"Junior, you just flee to the end of the world, the old man will also cut down your head!" Mao Qianwu is going crazy!
Do these two juniors treat him as a brothel ji girl
"Old ghost, are you sure you want to continue chasing?" Zhou Heng turned his head and smiled. The shadow of the giant ship was already cast in the sky, and the muzzle of the eighteen aura guns turned towards Mao Qianwu. RS