Chapter 677: Haotian Tower Immortal Sound

The bustling sun shone on his body, warm, sweeping away the haze left by the night, Wu Heng stretched his waist with a lot of enjoyment, and sat down on a big rock next to him.

After his leisure, his gaze never left a place, a dividing line between sunlight and darkness. Not far away, there is a black forest, and entering there is equivalent to going to the forbidden area of life. The sunlight stops outside the black forest, and it can't shine into it at all, which is very weird and makes people's scalp tingle when they look at it.

When the sun hung overhead, at ten o'clock in the afternoon, Wu Heng began to set off into the Demon God Valley.

At this time, the yang energy between heaven and earth is the strongest, and the Demon God Valley, the forbidden area of life, will also be a little more restrained, so it will be much safer to enter now.

The barren land, the boulders are placed in irregular shapes, Wu Heng walked on this land, only feeling that the light in front of him was getting darker and darker.

"Sky Eye!"

Wu Heng's heart moved, his originally clear eyes flashed with golden brilliance, he wanted to see what other things were going on in the Demon God Valley besides the ancient corpses.

Ahead, there is a vast black forest with no end in sight, and the sunlight stops outside the forest, drawing an exceptionally clear black and white line.

Suddenly, the branches and leaves of the black forest swayed wildly, and they were bent and swayed uniformly, and a bleak wind blew towards Wu Heng, blowing his long black hair scattered behind his shoulders a little messy.

Wu Heng narrowed his eyes and felt that there was a very strong yin and evil aura in the wind, a very heavy corpse qi.

However, he did not stop his pace, and he hurried all the way forward into the black forest.

Cuckoo...... As soon as I entered the forest, I heard the piercing cry of the night owl, which made people goosebumps all over their bodies. This is the characteristic of the Valley of the Demon God, the night owl screams endlessly, although it is ten o'clock in the afternoon outside, and the sun is in the sky, but this place is isolated from the world, and it will always be in the bottomless night, so it can't be used with common sense.

In the black forest, there are many people, and Wu Heng can find many spirit corpses secretly peeping at him, but they are not stupid, and they dare not come forward to die.

He strode towards the depths of the Black Forest, the corpse aura became thicker and more pungent, and the hostility towards Wu Heng in the eyes of the spirit corpses moving around him became stronger and stronger, this was their territory, and the outside monks were not allowed to set foot on it.

Rumble!

Suddenly, an ancient spirit corpse of the three realms of psychic spirit went crazy, rushing towards Wuheng through the giant trees in the sky, more than two meters tall, skinny and bony, with a hideous expression, with a twisted crazy smile.

Wu Heng didn't pay attention to it, quickened his pace, and walked into the depths, not even looking at it for a moment, as if it didn't exist.

This ancient spirit corpse was very fierce, and its empty cloudy eyes were terrifying, but when it approached the ten meters around Wu Heng's body, there was a loud bang, and the golden glow suddenly appeared, brilliant and dazzling, scaring many spirit corpses around. I saw that the ancient spirit corpse of the three realms of the psychic spirit let out a sharp scream, and flew directly dozens of feet away, coughing up black blood in a big gulp, and it was not completely dead.

The power of Haotian Tower is immense, it is said that it can descend all demons and evil ways, and the immortals can also surrender when necessary.

However, the scene just now did not seem to play a role in killing chickens and monkeys, and a piece of ancient corpses suddenly appeared around, pressing a piece, the scene was very shocking, and at the same time very terrifying, it was not a brave person who entered this place alone, and he was afraid that he would have to faint to death without the spirit corpse.

"Bang!"

Soon, the sound of a bell echoed through the black forest.

It was an ancient corpse that was attacking Wuheng desperately, but it was blocked by Haotian Tower.

Seeing that there were so many ancient corpses around him at once, Wu Heng's brows furrowed tightly, presumably Nangong Chen had already discovered that he was manipulating these spirit corpses with the Heaven Devouring Demon Skill, otherwise there would definitely not be such a suicidal attack of a piecemeal nature.

Soon, there were more than a dozen people in dark clothes flying from the far sky, blocking in front of Wu Heng in rows, their appearance was no different from that of humans, but there was an extra yin and evil aura on their bodies, and they were wearing black dark clothes.

Among them, there are handsome young men with good manners, graceful women with peerless elegance, and monks with bald heads. They are all some dragon-level ancient corpses, they are returning to their roots, and they want to go back to the world, but this is always a ridiculous idea, and the dead still want to preach, it is difficult to climb to the sky, of course, the leader of the corpse chasing sect, ape ghost seven, is an exception, and it cannot be taken lightly.

"Please go back, the Valley of the Demon God does not belong to the territory of the human world. A leading middle-aged man in the dark clothes reached out and punched a stopped finger at Wu Heng, his voice was low and hoarse, and his black pupils were as terrible as hell, hollow, and silent.

This is regarded as a peripheral enforcer of the life forbidden area, with the ability to think on his own, of course, if Nangong Chen wants to control it with magic skills, it is not a big problem, but now they are obviously still talking to Wu Heng with their own thinking, otherwise, according to Nangong Chen's temperament, how can they let Wu Heng go back alive!

Wu Heng didn't speak to these ancient corpses who had been dead for an unknown number of years, and strode forward, every time he took a step, the sword in the hand of the underworld man would tighten up a little, and the pressure was too great...... In front of them, the human race god body itself has the righteousness to suppress evil demons, and there is the protection of Haotian Tower, they are naturally in awe, if they meet other monks, they would have killed them a long time ago, where would they talk so much nonsense!

"Donor, don't go forward, this is not the territory of the world, please don't cross the line. A black-robed monk holding a rosary spoke with a highly guarded look in his eyes.

"Haha. Wu Heng suddenly laughed uninhibitedly, not silent.

The black-robed monk was a little weak, the young monk in front of him was too terrifying and unfathomable, he asked, "Donor, what are you laughing at?"

"You walked out of the Valley of the Demon God, did not hesitate to travel a long way, went to a land of thousands of miles to find human essence blood and children's hearts, and killed thousands of people, but now you told me a thousand times, this is not the territory of the world, don't cross the line for me?!" Wu Heng swept over with his fierce heavenly eyes, and the sixteen people in the dark clothes who stared at him unconsciously retreated.

"We don't understand what you're saying at all, so let's stay close. The black-robed monk clenched the rosary in his hand, and had secretly prepared a way to move.

"Boom"

Wu Heng lazily chewed his tongue, burst out with a golden divine power, and evolved ninety-nine punches in his hand, and shot three dazzling golden fists in a row to kill the corpse.

The middle-aged man in the lead bore the brunt of the attack, and was greeted by a golden fist, and it cannot be said that the strength of the peak of the Three Realms of the Transformation Dragon will also fly out sideways, and there is no comparison.

Another bewitching woman in her thirties, full of charm, suddenly changed color, her originally pretty face burst out of dozens of green roots, her appearance was hideous and ugly, she whipped the second golden fist with a long whip in her hand, but found that the fist did not move at all, her fingers smashed towards the heart, poof, a ball of black blood plasma gushed out, and disappeared...... The Transformation Dragon Realm was so fragile in front of Wu Heng.

The third golden fist completely sliced through the formation of the Immortal Clothed Man, scattering it, and the six or seven Dragon Ancient Corpses were smashed into the air, making a sharp and muffled sound.

Holding a rosary, the monk was dignified, very cunning, hiding at the back of the team, surviving the first wave of attack, he recited a string of bitter black scriptures behind a big black tree, which is an evil scripture, and it is estimated that it is not a good thing in life.

Brush, soon, a black ancient font spit out from the monk's mouth, not so much a monk, but an evil monk, with a gloomy face, and his eyes as fierce as a snake and scorpion.

Those black ancient characters turned into clouds of light, attacking Wuheng from all directions.

"Bang dang!"

Wu Heng's body sounded a long bell, it was Haotian Tower exerting its strength, and the immortal sound of the Great Dao passed on the four fields, making the weird and dim Demon God Valley suddenly have more light.

"Poof"

As soon as the fairy sound came out, the evil monk hiding behind a giant tree was shocked, his blood veins flowed backwards, he spat out black blood, his face turned white, and the black ancient characters he spit out all shattered and turned into nothingness.

"This human race is no match for us, it is too strong, we have to inform the ancient king. ”

The seriously injured evil monk shouted, and then, his eyes widened, and Qikong bled to death, and was killed alive by Haotian Tower Immortal Yin!

"No notice. Just when Wu Heng wanted to cut off this group of evil obstacles, an unruly voice came from afar, very layered, echoing once in the distance, echoing together in the near distance, feeling that he was shouting to himself when he was far away at the beginning, and then whispering in his ear.

Hearing this, Wu Heng's expression immediately became indifferent, and he sacrificed a Longyuan sword in his hand, and the evolved light and shadow sword rushed to kill, and the sixteen people in the underworld were all cut off their heads in less than three minutes.

The hand rises and falls, the action is smooth, not gorgeous, and the pursuit is fast and accurate.

"What a big stroke, in less than three minutes, the sixteen dragon ancient corpses were all killed in seconds without exception!" The person who spoke seemed to be praising him, but secretly he was actually sneering and sarcastic, he was very close to Wuheng, and it would not be long before he appeared.

"Hehe, yours is not bad, you actually rushed to the scene in the moment when I had just dealt with the sixteen dragon-turning ancient corpses. "Wu Heng also uses color to give in. Fang Cai Nangong Chen was shouting with the power of the heavens, and the person was still far away, and cutting off these ancient corpses by himself was to deliberately frustrate his sharp spirit.

Nangong Chen came, his face was like a knife, cold and gloomy, wearing a black robe, and a lifelike black demon dragon was depicted on the left side of his face, as usual, his eyes were extremely angry, like a purgatory.

His complexion was not good-looking, obviously Wu Heng rushed to cut off all the ancient corpses in front of Nangong Chen, and still gave a lot of dismount.

Nangong Chen walked out of an ancient tree that was hugged by three people, standing ten meters away from Wuheng, he glanced at it, and said lightly: "Arrived at the Tongtian Realm, so you came to me?"

"I didn't come to you because I arrived at the Heavenly Realm. Wu Heng shook his head, withdrew the Longyuan Sword in his hand, and sacrificed the Ancient Heaven Turning Hammer and said, "I'm here to kill you." ”

"Then you're really not qualified. Nangong Chen also shook his head, the look in his eyes was not contempt, but he was very confident, the demons were like this, even if the enemy had some ability, he always looked like he was in control.

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