That feeling is like a demon god disguised as an ordinary person, with a faceless face and an expressionless face, approaching him step by step.

You know that his killing methods are amazing, but you can't see his killing methods, this is the most terrifying!

What's going on?

"Obviously, I used all my strength, but the power is not as good as half of what I usually do......" Several young Tianjiao of the Protoss didn't want to believe this fact.

One of them awakened the nine immortal veins, and the cultivation of the eleventh realm of the gods was quite powerful, and he was the inheritor of the family with the surname of the god clan, and he used all his strength, even if the power was reduced by half in such an environment, it was enough to force back the immortal powerhouse.

But this Wu Heng was not shaken for half a minute, his face was expressionless, and he couldn't stop his progress.

"It shouldn't be like this, half of the power weakened by Diwei should hurt him, how can you ......"

"How terrifying is that guy's body, he can't even break his defenses. ”

The astonishment on the thousand-step steps came and went, which was too beyond common sense and unacceptable to ordinary people.

In addition, Wu Heng didn't fight back at all, but the four people who shot the Protoss all vomited blood and were traumatized. In fact, the leaders of these four gods were not injured by Wu Heng, but were affected by Diwei.

"In the case of Emperor Wei's suppression, you still dare to divide your immortal power to fight with others? True Blood Yinpeng sneered, not lowering his voice at all, and mocking the leaders of the Protoss nakedly.

The demon side also laughed, "Hahahaha, just like this, I want to break Wu Heng's artistic conception?

The faces of the Protoss people suddenly couldn't see the limit, and almost their lungs were about to be fried, but they didn't expect the ending to be like this.

If they joined forces to fight Wuheng, it shouldn't have ended like this.

Wu Heng is getting closer and closer, and he has already stepped into the thousand-step high platform, standing on the same horizon as the young leaders who are resting.

The side of the Protoss was nervous and ready to fight to the death with Wu Heng.

And the rest of the people are also gloating, sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight.

Ran Wuheng was still expressionless, his eyes were staring ahead, his expression was calm, step by step, and he continued to move forward, coming to the one thousand and one.

Several people of the Protoss were dumbfounded and looked at Wu Heng stupidly.

"That guy?"

"He's not going to trouble us?"

"Do you pretend that nothing happened, and show yourself as a superior person?"

Several of them were furious, which was a great irony.

The man in purple was secretly shocked, it wasn't that Wu Heng ignored them, it was that Wu Heng didn't feel what was going on at all......

In other words, the shots of the Protoss failed to make Wu Heng feel anything.

"What kind of artistic conception is it, self-forgetfulness to such a point...... True Blood Yinpeng felt hairy all over his body, and goosebumps fell all over the place.

The mountain wind hunts, cold into the bone marrow.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Heng disappeared in the fog, and his back gradually faded away.

The people on the thousand-step high platform still couldn't come back to their senses for a long time, and gasped.

The few people of the Protoss couldn't help themselves anymore, and they felt embarrassed and left home, and they would never forget the picture of Wu Heng passing by his side with an expressionless face, deeply imprinted in their hearts.

Higher up, Diwei became more and more intense.

The fog was thick and visibility was low.

Wu Heng didn't say a word, his eyes were clear, like a scholar taking a walk, simple to the extreme, just like rushing to take the exam in the morning sun and returning at dusk, with a sense of artistic conception.

There were sparse figures along the way, and whenever Wu Heng caught up with someone with unhurried steps, he would always receive the shocked expression of the person next to him.

The man in purple broke out with all his strength, sacrificed a mysterious soldier, and caught up with Wu Heng halfway, because Wu Heng's pace was always unhurried, but he couldn't last long, and he was overtaken by Wu Heng in half a step.

Wu Heng's speed is already in a stable period, and some Tianjiao can overtake him by relying on the explosion of magic weapons and special bloodlines, but the outbreak is always an explosion, and it can't defeat the eternal durability.

An hour later, Wu Heng came to two thousand units.

Two thousand steps in an hour is considered a turtle speed for ordinary people.

But this is different, many people can't do this kind of speed with the priceless ancient immortal soldiers on their heads, every step is so difficult, from lifting their feet to stepping down, it is difficult and slow.

Even the action of raising your hand to touch your face will make some people spend a minute, and the power of coercion is too great!

There are very few people who can go to 2,000 units alone.

But there was no shortage of people on the 2,000 platform.

Gu Zhitianjiao joined forces to fight against Diwei together, and more than 30 people arrived here.

Wu Heng met the demon princess here, and she walked forward alone, with the purple electric blade on her head, one of the top ten ancient demon soldiers, which was amazing.

A female streamer went up to 2,000 units alone, which made many Gu Tianjiao who joined forces here ashamed of themselves.

The demon princess was not surprised that Wu Heng had the ability to go up to two thousand units, but she was surprised that he didn't seem to use any power at all......

"You, how did you do it?" the demon princess was dumbfounded, looking at Wu Heng with an expressionless face.

Wu Heng didn't respond, and still walked forward, moving unusually slowly.

"Are you deaf?" The demon princess was a little annoyed by Wu Heng's reaction, and actually ignored herself!

From birth to now, she really hasn't met a person who ignores herself!

"Hey, hey?" the demon princess shouted Wu Heng continuously.

It's a pity that this still can't make Wu Heng get out of selflessness.

"Okay, let you pretend to be a master of the world!" Her Royal Highness the Demon Princess was really angry.

Her angry appearance is particularly moving and charming, her red lips are fresh and tender, her small eyebrows are slightly wrinkled, she is wearing a black dress that is as thin as a cicada's wings, her sexy body curves are undoubtedly revealed, her skin is like jade, her luster is delicate, her chest is a large piece of snow white, and she can't help but reach out to touch it, and the most exciting thing is a pair of ice and beautiful legs looming under the hem of the black gauze skirt, delicate and flawless, with the ultimate temptation between swings.

The demon princess felt that her face was very unbearable, she took a step, intercepted the path of Wu Heng's advance, and said with a frowning little eyebrows: "Stop me!"

But Wu Heng ignored all this, his pace did not stop, and he moved forward steadily, and he had come to the place where the demon princess was close at hand.

At that moment, the demon princess was extremely moved, because the hot breath from the tip of Wu Heng's nose had already hit her face......

She could have hidden, but she couldn't swallow this breath, did Wu Heng really dare to bump into it?

"Po ......"

Suddenly, the demon princess's red lips trembled slightly, her beautiful eyes widened, and her whole body was like an electric shock.

Because Wu Heng really bumped into it, impartially, nose to nose, lips to lips, and fit together.

actually kissed on the spot......

This beautiful daughter who is charming on weekdays is a little overwhelmed, just staring wide-eyed, looking at Wu Heng's eyes, they are so close, so close that there is almost no distance.

............