Chapter 338 The Pressure of the Mountain "This is the world-destroying Dao soul, one of the most terrifying demon souls in the world. The other old monk said vaguely, looking very jealous.

Hearing this, Ling Xiaohu's pupils contracted violently, and he finally understood why Wu Heng could touch such a realm as the Six Forbidden, this young man was an ancient god, and with this extremely domineering world-destroying Dao soul, it was difficult not to touch the Six Forbidden Realm.

"This kid is already a turtle in the urn, what can he do if he sacrifices his demon soul?

Wu Heng stood alone in the void, dressed in white hunting, his black hair fluttering, his eyes radiating a strange red light, and the five negative emotions gradually eroded his mind, wanting to make him a real great demon.

His eyes were indifferent, looking very cruel, looking at the great wilderness in the west and said, "I will take your life first." ”

There was not the slightest emotional fluctuation in the words, as if he were speaking to a dead person.

"Brush!"

Before the words fell, Wu Heng had turned into a black streamer and rushed away, he was full of demonic energy, and his pupils were indifferent, like a reaper from hell. Seeing Wu Heng rushing over, the middle-aged monk in the Great Wilderness in the west of the town suddenly panicked, his legs began to soften, and some of them couldn't stand firmly.

"Damn, this kid is rushing over, everyone stop him, block him!" The middle-aged monk was frightened, and directly burst into a foul mouth, forgetting that he was a dragon monk, and the other party was just in the psychic realm, on the contrary, everything was reversed, it seemed that Wu Heng at this moment was a dragon powerhouse, and the middle-aged monk only had a psychic realm, and he was weak.

"Don't mess with yourself, I'll stop him!" Ling Xiaohu shouted, he turned into a white giant tiger and rushed towards Wu Heng. The Divine Beast Dao Soul was very domineering, and Wu Heng suffered a loss in his hands, so Ling Xiaohu was still very confident in himself.

However, today's Wu Heng is no longer the talented Wu Heng, as soon as the world-destroying Dao soul came out, his strength increased by half all over his body, and his cultivation reached the peak of the three realms of psychic. With a big slap of his hand, the void was shaken, and a tsunami-like surging demonic qi burst out from the palm of his hand and rushed towards Ling Xiaohu.

"Boom"

The black demonic qi was like a hurricane, directly blowing Ling Xiaohu out of a hundred zhang away, and the huge body that turned into a white tiger directly hit a barren mountain and embedded it in the soil.

"It's so strong, at least twice as strong as before. Ling Xiaohu was covered in cold sweat, and he didn't dare to approach Wuheng.

"Let the old decay come to ambush this demon!" The old monk who had broken the soul of Wuheng Dao before, made a move, and he sacrificed a corner of the ancient gossip diagram to press, which was mighty, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and the town was towards Wuheng.

"You're looking for death!" Wu Heng smiled coldly, his blood-red eyes were revealed, and he evolved the Qiankun Ninety-Nine Fists, which collided with the ancient Bagua Diagram. Wu Heng's punching speed is very coherent, and he is in the state of sacrificing the demon soul, his strength has more than doubled, and he is at the peak of his state, and when he hits the seventh punch, the old monk is almost unable to hold on, and he spits out blood again and again.

"Quickly let this demon appear in its original form!" The old monk was ruthless, and did not hesitate to squander his natal primordial god to sacrifice his life to enhance his strength, and the gossip diagram in the void exuded an antique divine light, like a round of golden sun shining down, radiating thousands of rays of light, shining Wu Heng in it.

The gossip map can suppress the demon, Wu Heng sacrifices the demon soul, this gossip map is naturally his nemesis, thinking of this, the old monk is full of confidence, he does not hesitate to squander the natal spirit to strengthen the gossip map, I don't believe that I can't ambush this demon.

However, at this moment, although Wu Heng was pressed into the gossip map, he always looked indifferent, and the red light in his eyes became more and more abundant, and he was not affected by the gossip map at all, and he said coldly: "This little trick is embarrassing to take out?"

The old monk suddenly looked embarrassed, this was his strongest method, but he couldn't do anything with Wu Heng, "The soul of the World Destroying Dao is too domineering, it is difficult to suppress, and Wu Heng touched the six prohibitions again, comprehended his own morality, his talent is too terrifying, and the gossip diagram can't beat him back to his original form." ”

"The fourth formation of the avenue formation, seal the formation!"

Wu Heng suddenly shouted, sacrificing the sealing array, this array is the fourth formation of the Great Dao formation, which is more difficult to comprehend than the previous three, the thousands of runes and complex formations that need to be fused together, condensed and burst out in an instant, and the cultivation is a great achievement, which can seal all things and swallow mountains and rivers.

As soon as the sealing array came out, the wind and clouds changed color, Wu Heng covered the sky with one hand, typed a golden "seal" word, and sealed the gossip diagram suspended above his head alive, and stored it in the jade pendant.

"Oops, my gossip map. The old monk vomited blood angrily, knowing very well that his treasure was gone.

"I see who else dares to stop me!" Wu Heng said in a domineering tone, who dares to stop me to shock everyone present. He walked away, a few dozen feet away, and soon entered the top of the Great Wilderness, which was barren and devastated, with only blood-red sand.

A middle-aged monk was standing on the top of the mountain, guarding this great wilderness, and when he saw a young man in white approaching, he immediately changed color and trembled all over.

"Eight minutes passed, two minutes earlier than ten. Wu Heng looked indifferently at this middle-aged monk, who was still extremely arrogant, but now he was trembling like a little quail.

Everywhere Wu Heng passed, there would be the breath of the great demon, he had now realized the Tao and stepped into the road of annihilation, and his qi was terrifying, making the middle-aged monk have goosebumps all over his body.

"Don't come here, don't kill me......" The middle-aged monk's eyes were full of horror, and he only felt that an invisible big hand was choking his neck, and his toes were off the ground, and he was slowly lifted up. He cultivated in the Dragon Transformation Realm, and his strength was almost the same as Li Jing's, but at the beginning, Li Jing faced Wu Heng who did not sacrifice the demon soul, but this middle-aged monk faced Wu Heng who sacrificed the demon soul.

"Step" "Step" "Step" "Step" The heavy footsteps approached step by step, but the middle-aged monk found that he could no longer move, and could only watch the demonic young man in front of him walk slowly, at this moment the speed of time seemed to be frozen, although it was only a hundred meters away, but he felt that a long ten years had passed since Wu Heng walked in front of him, and he was facing the threat of death, and the fear of slowly approaching was all in his psychological endurance.

This pressure was as heavy as a mountain, and the middle-aged monk who was soon crushed was psychologically defeated, and he couldn't bear it, and before Wu Heng could make a move, he had already destroyed his Yuan Shen, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and died directly on the spot.

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