Chapter 368： Encounter (3/3)

This cheap donkey is really cheap!

What a shame and shame to fall into that pit while using the toilet? No one can bear this change!

This black donkey was not divided by the five horses that year, because Xuanying Tianzun shrouded it, even if it was in ancient times, it was not everywhere. It is still very rare. Every one is a hero. The mighty power to suppress the world.

Zhou Heng couldn't help sighing. He stayed with this cheap donkey, he was attracting hatred to himself!

"Old Fang, this seat has just borrowed a spirit grass from you, it has been tens of thousands of years, you are still very careless! It's too stingy!" The black donkey also poured oil on the fire, deliberately provoking the other party's painful memories .

Sure enough, when I heard the black donkey say that, the old man in black's face was black, and a dark blue sword was sacrificed in his hand. It was cut in the air against Zhou Heng's woodcut. A huge wave.

"Zhou Zi help!" The black donkey was stunned, hiding behind Zhou Heng, and made it clear that Zhou Heng would be dragged into the water.

This cheap donkey!

Zhou Hengben would not be able to see death, and his lips were cold and his teeth cold, and he would really be overturned by the old man Fang, even he would suffer! He frowned slightly, although it is understandable that the old man had full reasons for anger, but he was also included in the attack ... too great!

In the eyes of the strong, the weak are like ants, and they pat to death with their fingers. Why do they need to be mindful? Why bother?

He was also angry, this old product is not a good thing!

"Go!" Zhou Heng punched out, blasting the knife, and murderous in his eyes. Yang yelled, "Old sister-in-law. You wantonly shot and ignored others. Don't you think it's excessive?"

"Well, it's not a good thing to be with that cheap donkey, what about killing?" The old man in black said coldly, his face full of anger and pity.

Damn, it's really nothing wrong!

Zhou Heng turned his head to look at the black donkey, but the cheap donkey vomited his tongue at him without any guilt. He snorted and said, "Old man. If you have to find your own way, then you will be done!"

He flicked his right hand, already holding a hundred ghost sword in his hand, brushed, he swung away, his sword swaying.

The distance between the two sides is too far, and the evil spirit in the middle consumes quite a lot of spiritual power. No matter what kind of attack, it is impossible to exert its due power, but the ghost sword is different. This fairy has its own wonders, and the ghost image formed by condensed aura can fly out!

Of course, the combat power of this ghost can't be compared with Zhou Heng, but it's the same level as his spiritual power. The combat power is naturally strong, and there is also a quantitative advantage, with hundreds of ghosts dancing together. It is Zhou Heng who has a headache.

Not to mention the old man in black.

Brushing, ghosts emerged. They all shrieked and rushed towards the old man in black. The sky full of evil spirits is boiling, but it is unable to stop the ghost image from advancing.

"What is this!"

"So evil!"

The people on the three woodcuts across the road all said in a silent voice, and opened up their defenses. These ghosts are really evil and cannot be perfectly controlled by Zhou Heng. Attack is the meaning of their existence, especially from such a long distance Later, it was not controlled by Zhou Heng.

They shot in succession, suppressing the ghosts, and the ghosts were blasted in the waves.

Zhou Heng's gaze was condensed, but the other party was no shortage of powerful infantile powers, with infinite fighting power. No wonder he could easily wipe out ghosts. No wonder they can survive the big storm of the past few days. If several ancestors of Divine Baby Realm join forces, it is enough to survive such a big storm.

However, as long as Zhou Heng keeps running spiritual power to slash, there will be ghosts corresponding to strength. Zhou Heng's unceasing power and constant movement can continue forever.

It's tantamount to being invincible!

The people on the opposite side immediately found this out, shaking their spirits forward, and apparently decided not to do this meaningless entanglement with Zhou Heng. In their view, as long as they came to the shore, they could beheaded and killed Zhou Heng directly, so they don't need to bother about the ghosts of the sky.

Capture the thief first capture the king!

"Zhou, you're getting more and more mighty, even the ancestors of Shenying Realm have to look at the wind and run away!" The black donkey slaps his eyes, the two thieves shine their eyes, stare at the ghost sword, and open their mouths and bite in the past. .

Zhou Heng quickly put away the ghost sword, this cheap donkey would not have any scruples, specifically to kill cooked.

"Too stingy! Boy Chou, you're too bad-hearted!" Black Donkey blamed rightfully.

Shameless to this, absolutely invincible!

"Donkey donkey, forget the sword of one hundred ghosts, and keep your eyes on the treasure in front!" Zhou Heng said, in order to divert the attention of the donkey, don't always stare at the treasure on him.

"Walk!" Thinking of the original purpose, the black donkey immediately got excited again, and the man stood up and stretched out a hoof and pointed straight into the distance. "This seat will grab all the treasures here clean!"

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 cloud of fire.

When I saw the land, the distance was close. Only half an hour later, the wood fell on the shore. Zhou Heng and the black donkey did not put away the wood fell. The vines that acted as ropes had worn away a lot. They still had a few Ten logs are set aside.

One man and one donkey set out, but didn't go far, and saw that the three men on the log were guarding them in front, and there were eleven in total.

Zhou Heng can see that there are seven people who are cultivated in depth, that is to say, the other four are the ancestors of the gods.

"Donkey, you have done too many wicked things. So many people are guarding you to divide your horse!" Zhou Heng said.

"Well, it's clear that these people took notice of your ghost sword, and saw Baobao's interest! Hey, this seat is innocent, and it will be affected by you! This seat has been hit. Zhou Xiaozi hurry up and send the hundred ghost swords Give this seat to make up for the injured heart of Uncle Donkey! "Cried the black donkey.

"Junior, for the sake of the emperor of ancient times, surrender the sword, and we will let you go! However, the cheap donkey must be left!" Said the old man in black.

Zhou Heng laughed and said, "Good prestige! So domineering!"

"Junior, don't think that if you have a sword, you can run the world!" An old man in Tsing Yi interjected. He was one of the four great gods and infants, but there was a huge pressure on his body.

"The old man wants to suppress you, only between the palms! I read that you are the descendant of the emperor, quickly surrender the treasure and leave, to preserve a trace of blood for the emperor!"

It seems that the prestige of Emperor Wangu was really incredible. Although tens of thousands of years have passed, the strongest man in the history of mankind has either faded long ago or left the world in immortality, but he can come from that era. People still hold considerable respect for this emperor.

Aside from Zhou Heng's evil spirits, the four ancestors and the seven ancestral ancestors were indeed able to suppress one of them.

Zhou Heng shook his right hand and sacrificed a hundred ghost swords, saying, "If you want treasure, then come and pick it yourself!" He swung the sword away and took the initiative to attack. When the sword was running, the sky fell.

Feiyu Seven Swords First Form, Ye Luoyuan Die!

This time it wasn't the sea. The two sides were separated by a long distance, and they had more energy and energy. Zhou Heng stepped on Xunyun's streamer and quickly killed the other side. The sword was swinging, and he shrouded all eleven people under the sword.

"Bold!"

The eleven strong men raged at the same time. Does the boy think that he is the **** of divine realm, and wants to suppress them all with his own strength? They only made Zhou Heng three points for the sake of the emperor. The boy really thought that he would not be reincarnated!

Boom boom, for a moment the eleven strong men all launched attacks, especially the four divine infant realms, all with open hands to suppress Zhou Heng in the past.

The leaves were colorful and the parting thoughts were winding up. The eleven were attacked and choked by the influence of this mood.

This is fairy art!

Even if Zhou Heng is limited to the realm and cannot fully use the true power of this set of swordsmanship, after all, immortal art is immortal art, and the power of just one or two points is enough to stir up the situation in the realm!

What's more, this immortal was accompanied by a hundred ghost swords!

Alas, a ghost appeared, sorrowing and shocking towards the eleven people, his voice was stern, and it was incompatible with the parting atmosphere, making people chill, and the sensation of yin caused the temperature around him to drop suddenly.

"Oh!" After all, the four ancestors of Divine Infant Realm were higher than Zhou Heng, after all, their deities were stronger. Although affected, they immediately sobered up, their faces were hot.

——Although the babies and the babies are half-step fairy, how big the gap is, they were affected by Zhou Heng. Although it was only a short moment, it was enough to make them blush!

The four drank together, forming four terrifying sounds.

This blends their power, the oracle, www.novelhall.com, and is not inferior to direct attacks. The sound of waves transformed the aura of heaven and earth, forming a sword, a tiger, a leopard and a mountain, chopping, biting, fluttering and suppressing Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng shouted with no fear, and he moved the Xunyun streamer to the extreme. In this five-minute time, the **** infant Jingtianjun couldn't match his speed in a flash. Is out of scope.

He had a long sword, and Feiyu Seven Swords launched.

Blossom a world.

The eleven ancestors knew that Zhou Heng's swordsmanship had a deceptive effect, but immortality was immortality. They had no preparation in their hearts. They were still inevitably affected and lost the flowers again. In the world.

"Sleepy!" A divine infant emperor Tianjun finally showed his might. He actually locked Zhou Heng's figure and attacked him. Hey, countless vines were born out of thin air and wrapped around Zhou Heng.

Squeaking a moment, the vine tightened tightly and tied Zhou Heng firmly.

"Junior, throw a sword, spare you!" (To be continued ...)