This cheap donkey is really cheap!
What a shame is it to fall into the pit while going to the toilet? No one can stand this change!
This black donkey was not divided by five horses back then, naturally because Xuanying Tianzun covered it. Even in the ancient times, the dignified God Realm Tianzun was not everywhere. It is still very rare. The great power to suppress the world.
Zhou Heng couldn't help sighing, staying with this ass, he was simply attracting hatred to himself!
"Old man Fang, I just borrowed you a spiritual plant. It has been tens of thousands of years. You are still careless. It's too stingy!" The black donkey wanted to add fuel to the fire, deliberately provoking the painful memories of the other party. .
Sure enough, when he heard the black donkey say this, the face of the black-clothed old man turned black, and he offered a black-blue big knife in his hand. A giant *.
"Boy Zhou, help!" The black donkey shrank and hid behind Zhou Heng, making it clear that he would drag Zhou Heng into the water.
This ass!
Zhou Heng couldn't have seen death without saving, and even with cold lips and teeth, he would really be overthrown by the old man Fang, even he would suffer! His brows frowned slightly. Although it was understandable that Old Man Fang had a full reason for rage, he could be included as the target of attack... Too much!
In the eyes of the strong, the weak are like ants. If you pat to death, why not take it to heart? Why take care of it
He also got angry, this old man is not a good thing!
"Go!" Zhou Heng blasted the sword out with a fist, with a murderous look looming in his eyes, and said in a loud voice, "Old Bangzi, don't you think it's too much for you to act wantonly and belittle others?"
"Hmph, it's not a good thing to be with that bastard donkey, how about killing it?" The black-clothed old man said coldly, his face full of hostility and no mercy.
**, what a disaster!
Zhou Heng turned his head and looked at the black donkey, and that mean donkey stuck his tongue out at him without the slightest guilt. He snorted and said, "Old guy, if you have to find your own way, then you will be done for you!"
With a shake of his right hand, he was already holding the Hundred Ghost Sword in his hand and swiping it, his sword swung away and the sword spirit danced.
The distance between the two sides is too far, and there is evil spirit in the middle, which consumes considerable spiritual power. No matter what attack is hit, it will not be able to exert its due power, but the Hundred Ghost Sword is different. This fairy itself is wonderful and condenses spiritual energy. The ghosts formed can fly out!
Of course, this ghost’s combat power cannot be compared to Zhou Heng’s, but at the same level as his spiritual power, the combat power is naturally strong, and there is also a quantitative advantage. A hundred ghosts dance together, which is what Zhou Heng himself has. Headache.
Not to mention the old man in black.
Scurrying, ghosts appeared one after another, all screaming and rushing towards the black-clothed old man, the sky was full of evil spirits, but it couldn't stop the ghosts from advancing.
"What is this!"
"So evil!"
The people on the three logs on the opposite side all said silently, and opened their defenses. These ghosts are indeed evil and cannot be perfectly controlled by Zhou Heng. Attacking is the meaning of their existence, especially when they are so far away. Later, he was not under the control of Zhou Heng.
They shot one after another, and went to suppress the ghosts. As the giant* rolled over, the ghosts were blasted out one after another.
Zhou Heng's eyes condensed, but the opponent was a strong man in the Divine Infant Realm, with infinite combat power, no wonder the ghost was annihilated easily. It is no wonder that they can survive the big storm of the previous few days. If several god infant stage ancestors work together, it is enough to survive such a big storm.
It's just that the Hundred Ghost Sword is endless, as long as Zhou Heng keeps running his spiritual power, there will be ghosts corresponding to his strength. Zhou Heng has constant spiritual power and non-stop action, which can continue forever.
It is equal to standing in an invincible place!
The people on the other side immediately discovered this, and they vibrated their spiritual power to sprint forward, apparently decided not to do this kind of meaningless entanglement with Zhou Heng. In their opinion, as long as they came to the shore, they would be able to carry out the beheading operation and directly kill Zhou Heng.
Catch the thief first, catch the king!
"Boy Zhou, you are getting more and more mighty, and even the ancestors of the Divine Infant Realm have to flee!" The black donkey flattered, his two thieves' eyes lit up, staring at the Hundred Ghost Sword, and suddenly opened his mouth and bit it. .
Zhou Heng quickly put away the Hundred Ghost Sword. This cheap donkey would not have any scruples, so he killed it.
"Too stingy! Boy Zhou, you are too loyal!" The black donkey condemned with righteousness.
Shameless to this point, absolutely invincible in the world!
"Baby donkey, forget the Hundred Ghost Sword, and keep your eyes on the treasure in front of you!" Zhou Heng said, to divert this babe's attention and don't always stare at the treasure on his body.
"Walk around!" Thinking of the original purpose, the black donkey immediately became excited again, and the man stood up, stretched out a hoof and pointed it into the distance, "I want to grab all the treasures here!"
The logging continued, and two days later, land finally appeared in front of it, a blood-red world, just as it appeared from the sea level, it was like a burning cloud.
Seeing the land, the distance was close. After only half an hour, the logging came to the shore. Zhou Heng and the black donkey did not put away the logging. The vines used as the ropes have worn out almost, anyway, they still have a few more. Ten logs are spared.
One person and one donkey set out to advance, but before they went far, they saw the people on the previous three logs guarding them, a total of eleven people.
Zhou Heng can see that there are a total of seven people with different levels of cultivation, which means that the other four are the ancestors of the Divine Infant Realm.
"Donkey, you have done too many wicked things, so many people are guarding to divide you into five horses!" Zhou Heng said.
"Bah, obviously these people are interested in your ghost sword, and they are very interested in seeing Bao! Alas, how innocent this seat is, and you have to be a victim of it! This seat has been hit, Zhou Xiaozi hurry up and give away that hundred ghost swords. To this seat, to make up for the injured heart of the uncle donkey!" the black donkey monster cried.
"Junior, for the sake of the Great Emperor, hand over the sword, and we will let you go! However, that bastard must stay!" The black-clothed old man stood up and said two steps.
Zhou Heng laughed and said: "So majestic! So domineering!"
"Junior, don't think that if you have a sword, you can run wild!" an old man in Tsing Yi interjected. He is one of the four strongest god infants, but a huge pressure is formed when his body moves.
"The old man wants to suppress you, only between turning his palms! Thinking that you are a descendant of the great emperor, quickly hand over the treasure and leave, and save a trace of blood for the great emperor!"
It seems that the prestige of Emperor Wangu was really incredible. Although tens of thousands of years have passed, the strongest man in human history has either turned to ashes long ago or left the mortal realm as an immortal, but he has come from that era. People still maintain considerable respect for this great emperor.
Aside from Zhou Heng's enchantment, the four Divine Infant Stages and the Seven Unborn Stage ancestors can indeed easily suppress one Unborn Stage.
Zhou Heng shook his right hand and sacrificed the Hundred Ghost Sword. He said, "If you want the treasure, then come and fetch it by yourself!" He swung away the long sword and proactively launched an attack. As the sword was in motion, the sky and leaves fell.
The first style of Feiyu Seven Swords, Ye Luoyuan is dead!
This time it was not at sea, the two sides were separated by a long distance, and it was even more suffocating to consume spiritual power. Zhou Heng stepped on Xunyun's light steps and quickly killed the opponent. As the sword swung around, he shrouded all the eleven people under the sword.
"Bold!"
The eleven strong men yelled at the same time, does this kid think he is the god of transformation, and he wants to suppress them all by himself? They only gave Zhou Heng a three-pointer for the sake of Emperor Wangu. This kid really thought he was the emperor's reincarnation!
Boom boom boom, all of the eleven strong men attacked for a while, especially the four god infant stage gods, who opened their big hands to suppress Zhou Heng.
The sky was full of colorful leaves, and the worries of parting were wrapped around. The eleven people attacked and were affected by this artistic conception.
This is Xianshu!
Even if Zhou Heng was limited in his realm and could not fully exert the true power of this set of swordsmanship, after all, Xianshu is Xianshu, and only one or two points of power is enough to stir up the situation in the mortal realm!
What's more, this immortal technique is still displayed with the Hundred Ghost Sword!
Hey, a ghost image emerged, wailing and impacting towards the eleven people, with a stern voice, incompatible with the parting breath, making people chill, and the gloomy atmosphere caused the temperature around them to drop suddenly.
"Duh!" After all, the four ancestors of the Divine Infant Realm were a realm higher than Zhou Heng, and the gods were stronger. Although they were affected, they immediately woke up, and their faces were hot.
-Although the fetuses and the god infants are half-step immortals, the gap in the great realm is so huge that they were affected by Zhou Heng's soul. Although it was only a short moment, it was enough to make them blush!
The four people shouted together, forming four terrible noises.
This combines their power and deity, and is not inferior to direct attacks. The sound wave transformed into form, aroused the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, forming a sword, a tiger, a leopard and a mountain, and they chopped, bitten, threw, and suppressed Zhou Heng away.
Zhou Heng let out a long roar, without any fear, he turned the fast cloud stream to the extreme. In these five minutes, even the god of the gods, Tianjun could not match his speed. For a flash Has been out of the scope of the attack.
He took a long sword round, and the Feiyu Seven Swords were launched in the second style.
Flowers bloom in a world.
Those eleven ancestors knew that Zhou Heng’s swordsmanship had the effect of deceiving people’s minds, but Xianshu was Xianshu, and they were useless if they had prepared them. They were still inevitably affected and lost again. In the world.
"Sleepy!" A Divine Infant Realm Heavenly Sovereign finally showed his might. He actually locked Zhou Heng's figure, thinking about attacking, puff puff puff, countless vines grew out of thin air, entwining Zhou Heng's body.
With a squeak, the vines tightened abruptly, binding Zhou Heng firmly.
"Junior, throw your sword and spare you not to die!" RS