"You, how dare you?"

There was a red line on the neck of the young sect master, and blood flowed out little by little.

Because he was a practitioner, he didn't die directly.

A profound cultivator, even if his head is broken, he can get it back, his body will become powder, and his soul can be reborn.

"Because I said before that I want to destroy your Hehuan Sect, do you think I'm joking?"

Zhang Heng said lightly.

The young sect master's eyes welled up with resentment, he opened his mouth and was about to speak, but the blood continued to flow from his mouth, and gradually, his gaze dimmed, and the severed head slipped from his forehead.

The moment his head hit the ground, a blue light suddenly burst out from his body.

"Still want to go?"

Zhang Heng sneered, pointed out, and the spiritual power was like a net, directly wrapping the blue light.

Qingguang collided wildly in the spiritual power net, like an out-of-control beast.

"I originally wanted to give you a chance to be reincarnated......"

Zhang Heng pinched the seal, and the real fire emerged, submerged into the spiritual power net, and instantly engulfed the blue light.

Yes!

The young sect master's terrible screams made people's scalps tingle.

In the blue light, his figure slowly emerged, which had become charred and black at the moment, nothing, burned little by little, and finally completely dissipated, leaving no trace!

"Is this, Soul Flying?"

The old martial saint was full of sluggishness.

Zhang Heng nodded.

He swallowed his saliva, took three steps back, and when he looked at Zhang Heng again, a chill arose in his heart.

"This person is too decisive and domineering!"

The young sect master of the Hehuan Sect was actually exterminated like this, not even his soul was left, and he completely dissipated in the world!

Doesn't he even think about the consequences?

Even the young sect master dared to kill, so who else did he dare not kill?

"It's a big disaster...... "The old martial saint staggered and coughed repeatedly.

Once the Hehuan Sect knew about this, it would definitely be unstoppable when the time came.

After his death, the Dongzhou warriors will have a great calamity!

"It doesn't matter. Zhang Heng didn't have the slightest such awareness, and said nonchalantly: "Anyway, the Hehuan Sect will be destroyed by me sooner or later, and they have no chance to harm people!"

"How can you have the confidence to destroy the Hehuan Sect?" Before the old martial saint could say this, he heard the cheers of everyone.

"Well said, I've long seen that the Hehuan Sect is not pleasing to the eye!"

"They deceive people too much, they cut off my martial saint mountain full of peach blossoms, and they want to destroy us all over the door, why can't we destroy them?"

"It's really not possible, it's just a death!"

The eyes of the people in Wusheng Mountain were full of fanaticism, the crowd was angry, and the bold words were endless.

Zhang Heng killed the young sect master, first, to take revenge, and secondly, to boost morale.

How many years?

Dongzhou has always been bullied, whoever meets them is arrogant, who would have thought that such a big man as the young sect master of the Hehuan Sect would fall in Dongzhou!

"You ......" the old martial saint was full of surprise.

"Grandpa, he did the right thing. Cai Yanzhi hugged the old martial saint and said in a low voice: "Even if he is allowed to go back alive, will he let us go?"

In a word, it made the old martial saint have nothing to say.

In fact, he couldn't see this, but the little luck in his heart made him want to make another choice.

But if you think about it carefully, in fact, there is no fluke at all, with the heart of the young sect master, if you are willing to let Dongzhou go, then it will really be a hell!

"Perhaps, I'm really old......" The old martial saint instantly aged to the extreme.

He looked at Zhang Heng, his eyes full of himself back then.

Once, he was so high-spirited and enthusiastic, but the burden of Dongzhou, the responsibility of inheritance, and the huge pressure gradually smoothed out his sharpness......

……

In a large hall in Wusheng Mountain, Zhang Heng was in retreat to count the harvest.

First of all, what he held in the palm of his hand was the acacia bell.

This Hehuan Sect's Zhenshan magic weapon, its grade has reached the best!

Ritual instruments are divided into lower grade, middle grade, upper grade, and best grade.

Speaking of which, the material of the Hehuan bell itself, as well as the refining skills, are not bad, it is normal to become the best magic weapon, but its effect is too biased, and Zhang Heng disdains to use it.

If it is dismantled, over time, it will be possible to refine another superb magic weapon.

However, in that case, it will take time and waste materials, which will greatly reduce its own value, so it is better to find an opportunity to sell it to others.

Anyway, the day after tomorrow, I will board the Rose Princess gambling ship, and when the time comes, I will find a way to make a move, and maybe I can exchange it for a good treasure.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Heng also threw the Hehuan bell into the storage gourd.

If the dead young sect master knew that Zhang Heng wanted to sell the Hehuan Bell, he didn't know if he would come back to life in anger, this was the Zhenshan magic weapon of their Hehuan Sect!

"This guy's net worth is indeed quite rich. Zhang Heng was holding the storage bag of the young sect master in his hand.

Compared to the storage gourd, this storage bag is a grade weaker.

A storage hoist can hold a room full of things, while a storage bag can only hold a water tank.

There weren't many things inside, and what Zhang Heng took out first was a bunch of bottles and cans.

"Something to do!" he opened the cap and sniffed, but his brow furrowed.

These drugs are all used to confuse women, and this young sect master actually likes this kind of thing on weekdays.

Anyway, there weren't many things, so Zhang Heng simply poured them out.

In addition to these bottles and cans, there are also many women's intimate clothes, don't think about it, they are the quirks of the young sect master.

Zhang Heng threw it aside, and finally saw something useful.

There were only three, the first was a bamboo slip, the second was a fist-sized stone, and the third was a roll of sheepskin.

The bamboo slips used by practitioners are mostly used to transmit exercises, and Zhang Heng pasted them on his forehead, swept his thoughts, and understood the contents.

They are all the cultivation methods of the Hehuan Sect, for him, it really has no effect, and with a flick of his fingers, the flames gushed out, and he had to burn it.

But at this time, he had another idea.

"Although I can't use this garbage exercise, maybe other people will be willing to pay for it!"

Thinking of this, he simply stayed, ready to take the gambling boat to see if anyone wanted it, which could be regarded as waste.

His gaze looked at the fist-sized stone, and he showed a rare look of surprise.

"How could he have this on him?"

Zhang Heng was really unbelievable, he summoned his mid-grade magic sword and slashed down.

However, it did not leave the slightest trace on the stone, but the medium-grade magic sword clicked and broke into two!

You must know that the magic sword refined by Zhang Heng has reached the peak of magic, although the grade is medium-grade, but the hardness is not inferior to the high-grade magic weapon, but now, it is broken like this!

Not only did he not get the slightest frustration, but he burst out laughing.

"Jiuyao Star Stone, hahaha, I really didn't expect that there are such strange treasures on the earth!"

There are not many things that can be looked at by Zhang Heng, and this Jiuyao Star Stone, even in his heyday, has been preserved in the storage ring.

Because this thing, taken from the nine heavens, every time the nine stars are aligned, it will be born, at first it is only the size of gravel, and then whenever the nine stars are aligned, it will grow a little ......

The Nine Stars Alignment occurs once every three hundred years, that is, it takes at least tens of thousands of years to form a fist-sized piece!

Jiuyao Star Stone is a strange treasure that can be used from the foundation building period to the realm of immortals!

"This is really an earth-shattering gift!" Zhang Heng was even a little excited.

He was sure that the young sect master must not be knowledgeable enough to bring the Jiuyao Star Stone with him.

It is even said that there are not many people on the earth who know the goods.

Otherwise, such a large piece of Jiuyao Star Stone would be enough to cause the Third World War!

In other words, in its heyday, such a piece of Jiuyao Star Stone, for Zhang Heng, is just qualified to let him collect it, and he actually doesn't attach much importance to it, but in the current poor jingle ring, it is tantamount to a windfall from heaven.

After the excitement, the problem arises.

"Where did the Young Sect Master get it?"

Zhang Heng frowned, thinking of something more far-reaching.

"The Nine Yao Star Stone is above the Nine Heavens, and there must be a great monk who is at least in the Tribulation Period before he can ascend to the sky and pick it up, could it be that there are still Great Monks of the Tribulation on the earth?"

Thinking of this, he was first startled, then shook his head.

Even if there is, it must have nothing to do with the Hehuan Sect, otherwise, the Hehuan Sect would have dominated the world a long time ago.

The biggest possibility should be that the former Great Monk of the Tribulation Period took off the Nine Bright Star Stone and put it somewhere, but it was obtained by the Young Sect Master.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Heng's face changed slightly, and he immediately looked at the third item.

Parchment rolls.

Slowly opening it, Zhang Heng's eyes burst into fine light.

"Interesting!"