Looking at this blood-colored scythe, a flash of surprise flashed in Zhang Heng's eyes.

"It's actually a magic weapon in the Rakshasa realm!"

Demon weapons and spirit weapons are of the same level, the difference is that magic weapons are used by demons and evil ghosts, while spirit weapons are used by cultivators.

There are basically no materials required to refine magic weapons in the cultivation world, the two are completely different cultivation systems, Zhang Heng originally thought that He Ding was just practicing the exercises of the evil ghost Dao, but now it seems that he underestimated him, he actually has a magic weapon!

"I didn't expect you to have some knowledge!" He Ding and the doppelganger spoke at the same time, their voices were sometimes feminine and sometimes masculine, extremely weird: "I was originally a pirate, and then I explored a small island and discovered the inheritance of the evil ghost Dao, and since then I have embarked on the road of cultivation, this blood scythe is also obtained together on the island, since my debut, as soon as the blood scythe comes out, I will inevitably harvest my life, and I have never missed!"

I see.

Zhang Heng suddenly felt that his nickname was Rakshasa Thief, and he turned out to be a pirate.

"Then I'm afraid you're going to miss this time. Zhang Heng responded calmly, the blood sickle is a magic weapon, it is already murderous, the so-called same-sex repulsion, the demon spear will instinctively regard it as a natural enemy, and even have the urge to devour its murderous energy.

"It seems that this spear has gradually given birth to spirituality, and it is not far from becoming a spiritual weapon. ”

Zhang Heng knew it in his heart, but his eyes were on the blood sickle, and his eyes were a little hot.

If the Blood Scythe could be devoured by the Demon Swinging Divine Spear, then on the basis of the original seventy-two magic circles, it would definitely expand a lot, accelerating the time for the Demon Swinging Divine Spear to become a spiritual weapon.

"You're a good weapon, it's mine. Zhang Heng said lightly, but with a shake of the spear, he rushed directly to kill.

"The tone is not small!" He Ding has already used his hole cards to kill Zhang Heng, and the body and the doppelganger shot at the same time.

One left and one right, cooperating with each other, but it is a two-on-one situation.

is his doppelganger, and with the extreme tacit understanding of nature, the combined power of the two is far greater than two.

I only saw that the blood light was rich and stained the sky red, but Zhang Heng, who was in the middle, shook the spear continuously and stabbed seven times between the electric light and flint.

The shadow of the gun is like a dragon, tearing the blood light, colliding with the blood sickle, sparks splashing, and the murderous spirit is soaring!

"I really didn't expect that this son would have the strength to fight with the Rakshasa thieves!" Ling Lao watched from a distance, but he smiled bitterly, in this way, isn't it a little stupid for him to intercede for Zhang Heng?

However, according to normal logic, Zhang Heng should not have this kind of strength!

"Grandpa Ling, which of them will win?" Mu Qing asked without blinking her eyes.

"Although this son is extraordinary, the Rakshasa thief is an old man, he cooperates with the clone tacitly, presenting a siege situation, and over time, he should gradually gain the upper hand. Ling Lao was not very optimistic about Zhang Heng, and sighed, but then the conversation changed and said suspiciously: "But the spear in this son's hand is somewhat interesting, I can feel it, as the battle becomes more and more intense, the power of the magic weapon seems to be gradually improving, it's really weird, weird!"

Strange people with strange magic weapons, Old Man Ling felt that his rich experience was a bit insufficient.

The appearance of people like Zhang Heng is simply to break common sense, and throughout history, I have never seen such a demonic person.

In mid-air, swords and guns were staggered, and hundreds of moves had passed in the blink of an eye.

"Die!" The Rakshasa clone is the main force of the battle, and at this moment the blood is messy, and with its violent movements, the blood sickle in his hand is swirled, and the blood light rushes into the sky, like a black hole, to devour everything!

The hundreds of lush trees in the middle of the sky also lost their vitality and became dry under the blood light.

"It's not enough to kill me!"

The refining speed of the Demon Divine Spear continued to accelerate with the fierce battle, and Zhang Heng had already controlled sixty of the seventy-two magic arrays, and at this moment, as soon as the spear poked, the murderous aura condensed into a line, and it was about to break through the bloody blockade with points!

However, without waiting for him to go out, He Ding himself cast a spell and entangled, pulling Zhang Heng back into the blood light.

"Get out!" The cold light flashed in Zhang Heng's eyes, and a shot was stabbed, the power of the gun was amazing, breaking through the protection and poking a bloody hole in his shoulder blade.

Blood splashed, but He Ding had a hideous smile on his face.

"You're already exhausted, I'm fighting two with Rakshasa clones, so you have nothing to do, you're dead, it's just a matter of time!"

Zhang Heng ignored his wavering words, but he snorted coldly, waved the spear in his hand, and the shadow of the spear swam in the sky, like thousands of swimming dragons, opening their mouths and devouring the blood light.

The Rakshasa clone uttered dark words from his mouth: "You have no way to live!"

Thundered!

The blood-colored scythe was raised upward, the stones tumbled, and the trees rose from the ground, from the bottom to the top, like a sharp sword, poking at Zhang Heng's bottom.

At the same time, the Heding deity stepped in the air, spitting out a pitch-black bead from his mouth.

In the midst of the orb, there is the dark flame of the demon realm, which annihilates all life.

Black flames erupted from the orbs, covering the sky with no end in sight.

Zhang Heng, who was in the middle of the sea of fire, was in a precarious situation.

"Grandpa Ling, go and help him!" For some reason, Mu Qing, who saw this scene, felt nervous in her heart, and subconsciously shook Ling Lao's arm.

"It's late!" Ling Lao smiled bitterly: "The demon fire is coming, this is his last resort, you have to know that this flame is used less once, he is really ruthless to kill Zhang Heng, I can't go deep into the sea of fire at all!"

In the end, he shook his head and almost sentenced Zhang Heng to death.

Rakshasa thieves dominate the world, and there are naturally many means, and the Rakshasa clone is just one of them, with the magic fire, but it is a real killing move.

This magic fire will not hurt the Rakshasa clone, but will also make him feel like a fish in water and increase his strength, but Zhang Heng is in the middle of the demon fire, but he is like a lamb to be slaughtered, and he may be burned by the flames at any time.

"It's really not good, I'll take the girl to leave first, in case He Ding is angry with us......" Ling Lao had already prepared for the worst in his heart.

Mu Qing, on the other hand, looked at the battle scene in the sky, and a complicated color flashed in her eyes.

Are you finally going to fail?

It turns out that there is really no one in this world who can do anything, everything is strong, and he is invincible!

No matter what others thought, Zhang Heng, who was placed in the flames, did not give up, the black flames around him seemed to be connected to the abyss of hell, and in the sound of crackling and burning, there were bursts of crying.

The spear in his hand swung and closed tightly, and the shadow of the spear forced the flames in the sky, sheltering him in the middle!

On the periphery, the Rakshasa clone continued to impact, and the blood sickle set off a series of blood shadows, beating Zhang Heng backwards again and again!

"I said, you're already exhausted, what's the use of struggling?"

He Ding laughed, a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, and the black bead suddenly expanded several times, like a big iron ball, dripping and spinning in the sea of fire, every time it turned, there was a flame released!

This time, regardless of wasting the demon fire, he must kill Zhang Heng!

First, it's for the sake of the Hundred Treasure Turtles!

Second, in order not to leave future troubles, such a genius must be strangled in the cradle.

As for the third, it was his intuition that told him that if he could kill Zhang Heng, the benefits he could get would be unimaginable, not to mention anything else, this powerful demon spear made him like it very much.

Boom Boom!

The speed of refining the Demon Swinging Spear is getting faster and faster, sixty-eighth, sixty-ninth, seventy!

When the seventy-first killing array opened its arms in front of Zhang Heng, this powerful supreme magic weapon was almost completely mastered by him, and the kind of shooting contained in the magic weapon itself poured into his mind.

The killing spear naturally also has a supporting technique, and Zhang Heng fully comprehended it after a circle of his mind.

"Break the sky!"

The moment the seventy-second killing array was refined, the Demon Swinging Divine Spear suddenly condensed into an entity, but it was a cold spear as black as ink, the body of the spear was densely covered with scales, but it was an imitation of dragon scales, Zhang Heng held the body of the spear, all the scales glowed with black light, and the seventy-two killing arrays operated in unison, and the terrifying murderous aura formed a brilliant spear, directly breaking through the blood light, and killing a path from the sea of fire!

On the sea of fire, Zhang Heng broke out of the air, holding a spear, dancing wildly, his eyes surging with pride.

"You can't stop me!"

Mu Qing raised her head and looked at his young figure standing in the air, called the emotion of worship, which suddenly came out of nowhere, blended into the depths of her soul, and thousands of years later, she still can't forget it. ()

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