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Wu Heng's eyebrows were deeply locked, and he began to retreat, not wanting to entangle with Xiao Yueming in the chaos. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ.

"He must have spied a ray of mystery when chaos first opened, and those runes exuded some unknown mystery. Wu Heng muttered to himself, a pair of heavenly eyes flickered, and the immortal reading method was run to an ultimate form, a flower and a grass, and the slight swaying of every wisp of wind could be clearly captured.

"Buzz!"

In the mist, the ancient golden bell roared, erupting with a surging aura of destruction, and rushed out.

Clang!

Wu Heng immediately waved the Ancient Heaven-Turning Hammer and collided with the Eastern Emperor Bell, the tip of the needle was against Maimang, and it was difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior.

Fortunately, he had a demonic weapon in his hand, otherwise it would be difficult for other weapons to parry the rampage of the Eastern Emperor Bell.

"Can't even break through the deity's defense?" Xiao Yueming sneered, a dazzling bright moon appeared behind her, and a vision of the bright moon rising from the sea appeared, colorful and magnificent, and the momentum was compelling.

Wu Heng was silent, secretly operating the Immortal Demon Dao, the vertical and horizontal of the Demon Dao, and the detachment of the Immortal Dao were all condensed into one!

Brush, brush, brush......

Immediately after, the twelve immortal veins on his back lit up one by one, and the thirteen pure white immortal path flowers around him bloomed again, and more importantly, there was also a wisp of infinite immortal qi surging in his eyebrows, which was the thirteen immortal veins!

In an instant, like the explosion of the galaxy, Wu Heng's combat power climbed to the extreme, evolving the technique of instantaneousness, and the three dragon bodies directly killed Xiao Yueming.

"What?"

Xiao Yueming's face changed greatly, and his heart was extremely cold, and he didn't dare to imagine that there was a thirteenth immortal vein hidden in Wu Hengmei's heart.

I should have thought a long time ago that if he could survive that catastrophe, it would have meant that the awakening of the thirteen immortal veins had been successful......

Xiao Yueming didn't have time to think, she was completely caught off guard, and was swept away by three dragon tails one after another, exploding the chaos, and hundreds of millions of rays of light burst into the sky.

"Poof"

His pupils contracted violently, his chest was directly sunken by the sweep, his ribs shattered, his flesh cracked, and more than a dozen blood injections shot out.

"Even the defense of the Eastern Emperor Bell can be broken?"

"It's a strong ......"

All the monks had a chill on their foreheads.

"What is that?" The immortal god of war, the purple-clothed scholar, the Jinpeng Great Sage, and the four ancient kings paid more attention to the bright light in Wu Hengmei's heart, which condensed the immortal qi fluctuations like mountains and tsunamis, and the oppressive force could be clearly felt when standing hundreds of miles away.

"Thirteen Immortal Veins, Wu Heng really broke the taboo of ancient history...... Xuanyuan Yanran was very excited, her delicate body trembled, she knew very well that the reason why Wu Heng wanted to go to Hongyu Xingdu for that insurmountable catastrophe was because of this Thirteen Immortal Veins.

He is not willing to accept the curse of the past and the present, and wants to take a different path of enlightenment.

"Doesn't it mean that the twelve immortal veins are already a kind of extreme legend, why does Wu Heng have thirteen immortal veins?" The monks in Zhongzhou were also shocked. Their understanding of the immortal veins was very limited, and they didn't know what the thirteen immortal veins really meant, but they still understood that the twelve immortal veins were the end of the monks.

"Did you survive that catastrophe by dying?" "In the depths of the South China Sea, Xuanyuan Lin whispered, his eyes were complicated, why did Wu Heng have a completely unpleasant appearance, guessing from this point, he thought that Wu Heng was likely to have died once, after all, it was an insurmountable catastrophe, and it was still impossible for the human god body to survive, as for why it could be resurrected and reborn, it was difficult to explain.

The appearance of the thirteen immortal veins created Wuheng's strongest combat power, and even the Eastern Emperor Bell was knocked away, and Xiao Yueming was bleeding in the sky.

On the side, the ancient relics of the emperor were terrified, goosebumps all over the place, and suddenly there was a sense of self-shame.

I thought that the awakening of the Supreme Blood would sweep across the same generation and crush Wu Heng, but now what is the matter with my Supreme Blood and the thirteenth line?

Supreme blood is scarce, but it is not unique.

But the Thirteen Immortal Veins are absolutely unique, and it can be said that they have created a new era in the martial arts cultivation world.

"Is that all there is to it?" Wu Heng's eyes were cold, and he approached Xiao Yueming to kill him, and thirteen wisps of immortal qi pushed all the way sideways, crushing everything!

Xiao Yueming was covered in blood, ** cracked, looking bloody and hideous, he roared angrily, and shouted at the ancient relics on the side: "If you don't make a move, you and I will be buried here." ”

The ancient relics of the Son of Heaven knew this truth very well, and he didn't care about his face at this time, so he immediately killed him with a golden battle axe to relieve Xiao Yueming's pressure.

"After all, it's still going to be a dozen or three, I already understand. Wu Heng's tone was very flat, he had long expected this result, he urged the ancient Heaven Turning Hammer, Haotian Tower, Jiuli Pot, Shennong Ding, Kongtong Yin and the other party to whirl, and at the same time widened the distance between the two sides, took out the Houyi bow in his hand, copied the aura of Houyi's shooting sun map, and with a bang, a divine arrow pierced the clouds and split the sun, directly shooting through the right arm of the ancient relict Tianzi, and a piece of flesh and blood exploded, and blood filled the void.

After the tempering of the catastrophe three years ago, destroyed and reborn, Wu Heng has completely cultivated the Dacheng Divine Body, although his cultivation has been stagnant for three years, but so what?

His current foundation is very stable, as stable as Mount Tai, and like Xuanyuan Lin, Xiao Yueming and others, their cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, but they have grown too fast, and they have already floated up, swelled a little, and lost in it.

"Boom!"

A Shen Xingba punch was struck, like a wild dragon, destroying the withering and decaying, and pushing Xiao Yueming and the ancient relics of the Son of Heaven.

"Beautiful!"

Xuanyuan Yuelian was overjoyed, and her big eyes narrowed into a crescent moon.

The monks of the Xuanyuan family also followed with their enthusiasm, this scene was too familiar, as if they had returned to the battle in the Valley of the Demon God eight years ago.

It's just that this battle is already a decisive battle, and Wu Heng's killing intent has been decided.

"Is it still no enemy?" the ancient relict Tianzi lost his mind, as if everything was about to settle.

He was born in his father's life, his father, the Golden Ape King, pacified the eight directions, his achievements were high, no one could surpass him, and his appearance could only be lost in the light of his father after all, and it was difficult to perform.

Later, he chose to seal himself in the Divine Stone, intending to avoid his father's life and shine in the future.

However, choosing to be born at this time, he met Wu Heng.

When he encounters the Terran god, it seems that he is destined to be just a foil.

There was infinite emotion and unwillingness in his heart, he wanted to prove himself, but every time he fulfilled Wuheng and became a stepping stone for others.

"Hehe......" The Ancient Relic Tianzi sneered twice, mocking his failure.

At the end of the curtain, he looked at the group of ancient clan elders who were full of hope, and he was ashamed and unwilling.

The ancient people need a leader, a king.

The appearance of the Son of Heaven made the ancient clan excited and pushed him to the throne, but the result was only like this, and he could only be overshadowed by the light of the human race's divine body.

"Spare his life. ”

Suddenly, a huge phantus appeared behind the ancient relict Tianzi, with exhaustion in his voice, it was a big golden monkey, his eyes were cloudy, and he had lost the power of the world.

This is a trace of the imprint imprinted on the body of the ancient relict of the Son of Heaven when the Golden Ape King sat down.

"Father......" The ancient relics of the Son of Heaven were covered in blood, drooping tears, his father's imprint saved his life, but this time the imprint was left when he was dying, and it was difficult to compete with Wu Heng.

The King of the Golden Ape was so domineering back then, unified Zhongzhou, and achieved immortal feats, but now he can only plead for his son tiredly.

Ran Wuheng didn't buy it at all, and said, "It's over." ”

His eyes were cold, and he immediately exploded with a fist, and the heavens and the earth were swaying, directly shattering the flesh of the ancient relict Son of Heaven.

"Son of Heaven!"

The golden ape clan all screamed and cried loudly.

"Alas......" The phantom of the Golden Ape King could only sigh, adding to the sentimentality.

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