Chapter 368 Encounter (3/3)

This cheap ass is really cheap!

What a shame and humiliation is it to fall into the latrine while going to the toilet? No one can bear this change!

This black donkey was not dismembered by five horses back then, of course, because Xuanying Tianzun covered it. Even in ancient times, Tianzun who was in the state of transformation into a god was not everywhere, but was still extremely rare. Great power to suppress the world. .

Zhou Heng couldn't help sighing, he was simply attracting hatred for himself by staying with this cheap ass!

"Old man Fang, I just borrowed a spiritual herb from you. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and you still care about every detail, how stingy!" But the black donkey wanted to add fuel to the fire, deliberately stirring up the other party's painful memories .

Sure enough, upon hearing what the black donkey said, the old man in black's face turned black, and he took out a black-blue big knife in his hand, and slashed at Zhou Heng's log from the air. There was a huge wave.

"Boy Zhou, help!" The black donkey froze and hid behind Zhou Heng, making it clear that he wanted to drag Zhou Heng into the water.

This ass!

It was impossible for Zhou Heng to see death without saving him. Besides, his lips were cold and his teeth were cold. If old man Fang overturned the logging, even he would suffer! He frowned slightly. Although it was understandable that old man Fang had every reason to be furious, he was also included in the target of attack... It's too much!

In the eyes of the strong, the weak are like ants. If you slap them to death, why should you care? Why care?

He also became angry, this old guy is not a good thing!

"Go!" Zhou Heng punched out the saber energy, with a murderous look in his eyes, and raised his voice, "Old Bangzi, don't you think it's too much for you to strike recklessly and ignore others?"

"Hmph, it's not a good thing to be with that cheap donkey, so what if you kill it?" The old man in black said coldly, his face was full of hostility and showed no mercy.

Damn, what a disaster!

Zhou Heng turned his head to look at the black donkey, and that cheap donkey stuck out its tongue at him without any guilt. He snorted and said: "Old guy, if you insist on seeking your own death, then I will fulfill you!"

With a shake of his right hand, he was already holding the Hundred Ghost Sword in his hand, and swiping, he swung the sword away, and the sword energy danced.

The distance between the two sides is too far, and there is evil energy in the middle that consumes a considerable amount of spiritual power. No matter what attack is fired, it will not be able to exert its due power, but the Hundred Ghost Sword is different. The formed ghost can fly out!

Of course, the combat power of this ghost cannot be compared with Zhou Heng, but at the same level as his spiritual power, the combat power is naturally strong, and it also has an advantage in numbers. If a hundred ghosts dance together, even Zhou Heng himself will be able to fight. Headache.

What's more, the old man in black.

After a while, ghosts appeared one after another, each screaming, and rushed towards the old man in black. The sky was full of evil spirits, but they couldn't stop the ghosts from advancing.

"What is this!"

"How evil!"

The people on the three logs on the opposite side all said in a voice, and opened their defenses one after another. These ghosts are indeed evil and cannot be perfectly controlled by Zhou Heng. Attacking is the meaning of their existence, especially from such a long distance After that, it was even more out of Zhou Heng's control.

They shot one after another, and went to suppress the ghosts. Amidst the huge waves, one after another ghosts were blasted out.

Zhou Heng's eyes were fixed. The opponents were not lacking in the strong in the Infant Realm, and their combat power was infinite. No wonder they easily annihilated the ghost. It's no wonder that they survived the big storm a few days ago. If the ancestors of the Divine Infant Realm worked together, it would be enough to break through such a big storm.

It's just that the Hundred Ghost Sword is endless, as long as Zhou Heng keeps using his spiritual power to slash, ghosts with corresponding strength will appear. Zhou Heng's spiritual power is endless and his movements are non-stop, and this can continue forever.

It's like standing in an invincible position!

Those people on the opposite side immediately discovered this, and they all vibrated their spiritual power and sailed forward, obviously deciding not to engage in such meaningless entanglement with Zhou Heng. In their view, as long as they come to the shore, they can execute the beheading action and kill Zhou Heng directly, so they don't have to pay attention to the ghosts all over the sky.

Capture the thief first and capture the king!

"Boy Zhou, you are becoming more and more powerful, and even the ancestors of the Infant Realm are running away!" The black donkey flattered his ass, his eyes were shining, he stared at the Hundred Ghosts Sword, and he opened his mouth and bit it. .

Zhou Heng quickly put away the Hundred Ghosts Sword. This cheap donkey has no scruples and specializes in killing it.

"You're too stingy! Boy Zhou, you're too lacking in loyalty!" the black donkey accused straightforwardly.

Shameless to this point, absolutely invincible!

"Bitch donkey, forget about the Hundred Ghosts Sword, and keep your eyes on the treasure in front of you!" Zhou Heng said, in order to divert this cheap donkey's attention away from staring at the treasure on him.

"Let's go, let's go!" Thinking of the original purpose, the black donkey immediately became excited again, stood up, stretched out a hoof and pointed to the distance, "I want to snatch all the treasures here!"

Logging continued to move forward, and two days later, land finally appeared in front of it, a blood-red world, and when it first appeared from the sea level, it looked like a burning cloud.

When they saw the land, the distance was close. Only half an hour later, the logs were close to the shore. Zhou Heng and the black donkey did not put away the logs, and the vines that acted as ropes were almost worn out. Ten pieces of logging are spare.

One person and one donkey set off to advance, but they didn't go far, and saw the people on the three logs before were guarding them in front, there were eleven people in total.

Zhou Heng could tell that there were seven people who had cultivated in depth, that is to say, the other four were the ancestors of the Divine Infant Realm.

"Donkey, you have done too many immoral things, so many people guarding you will kill you!" Zhou Heng said.

"Hey, it's obvious that these people have taken a fancy to your ghost sword, and Jianbao has an idea! Alas, I am so innocent, and I will be implicated by you! This seat has been hit, so hurry up and send the ghost sword to me!" Give it to me to make up for the wounded heart of the donkey!" The black donkey screamed strangely.

"Junior, for the sake of Emperor Eternal, hand over that sword, and we will let you go! However, that cheap donkey must stay!" The old man in black stood up and said.

Zhou Heng laughed and said, "So majestic! So domineering!"

"Junior, don't think that you can rule the world with a sword!" An old man in green clothes interjected, he is one of the four strong in the infantile realm, but there is a huge pressure when he moves his body.

"The old man wants to suppress you, only with the palm of your hand! Since you are a descendant of the emperor, quickly hand over the treasure and leave, and save a trace of blood for the emperor!"

It seems that the prestige of Emperor Wan Gu was really great. Although tens of thousands of years have passed, this strongest person in human history has either turned into ashes long ago, or became a fairy and left the mortal world, but the people who came from that era People still maintain considerable respect for the great emperor.

Aside from Zhou Heng's monstrosity, four god-infant-level ancestors and seven fetus-forming-level ancestors could indeed easily suppress a fetus-forming level ancestor.

Zhou Heng shook his right hand, sacrificed the Hundred Ghosts Sword, and said, "If you want a treasure, then come and get it yourself!" He swung the long sword away, and launched an attack on his own initiative. As the sword moved, leaves fell all over the sky.

The first form of Feiyu's Seven Swords, Ye Luo's edge is destroyed!

This time it's not at sea, the two sides are separated by a long distance, and there is even more evil energy that consumes spiritual energy. Zhou Heng stepped on the Xunyun Liuguang step, and quickly killed the opponent. As the sword swung, he enveloped all the eleven people under the sword.

"Bold!"

Those eleven powerhouses shouted angrily at the same time, does this kid think he is the Heavenly Exalted of Transforming God Realm, and he wants to suppress them all by himself? They only gave Zhou Heng three points for the sake of the Great Emperor. This kid really thought he was the reincarnation of the Great Emperor!

Boom boom boom, all of the eleven powerhouses launched an attack all of a sudden, especially the four Divine Infant Realm Heavenly Venerates, all opened their big hands to suppress Zhou Heng.

The sky was full of colorful fallen leaves, and the sadness of parting was lingering. The eleven people were all shocked and affected by this artistic conception.

This is fairy art!

Even if Zhou Heng was limited in his realm and couldn't fully display the true power of this set of swordsmanship, immortality is immortality after all, and just one or two points of power is enough to stir up trouble in the mortal world!

What's more, this fairy art is still performed with the Hundred Ghost Sword!

Phew, a ghost figure emerged, howled and charged towards the eleven people, the voice was shrill, incompatible with the parting breath, it made one's hair stand on end, and the dark air made the surrounding temperature drop suddenly.

"Huh!" After all, the four god-infant ancestors were a big realm higher than Zhou Heng, and the gods were stronger. Although they were affected, they immediately woke up, their faces were hot.

——Although Jietai and Shenying are both half-step immortals, the gap in their realms is so huge that they were actually affected by Zhou Heng's mind. Although it was only a short moment, it was enough to make them blush!

The four shouted loudly together, forming four terrifying waves of sound.

This combines their powers, gods, and is not much inferior to direct attacks. The sound wave transformed into form, arousing the aura of heaven and earth, forming a sword, a tiger, a leopard, and a mountain, which slashed, bit, pounced, and suppressed Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng let out a long howl without any fear, and he ran the Xunyun Liuguang step to the extreme. In these five minutes, even the emperor of the divine infant realm could not match his speed. Already out of the attack range.

He made a circle with his long sword, and launched the second move of Feiyu Seven Swords.

A world of flowers blooms.

Those eleven patriarchs clearly knew that Zhou Heng's swordsmanship had the effect of confusing people's hearts, but immortality is immortality, and it was useless for them to prepare in their hearts, and they were still inevitably affected, and lost again. in the world.

"Sleepy!" A god-infant heavenly monarch finally showed his power, locking Zhou Heng's figure, and attacked with his mind, puff puff puff, countless vines grew out of thin air, and entwined around Zhou Heng's body.

With a creak, the vines suddenly tightened, binding Zhou Heng tightly.

"Junior, throw out the sword, and spare your life!" (To be continued.)