Chapter 409: Honorable Status!"Moo"

The red brute cow howled uneasily, with a panicked look in his eyes, and he was in a commotion, and even some of the guys had not listened to the orders of their masters, and as soon as their front hooves were raised, they ran away.

This alien bull is a demon beast fed by an alien race, no different from wild monster beasts, and has a very keen sense of smell for impending danger, and they panic, often mean that death is approaching.

"Lao Tzu doesn't believe in this evil, just a word of annihilation, can it really scare the tens of thousands of troops of my bullhead clan?" A middle-aged general of an alien race did not believe in evil, and was arrogant, jumped up from the back of the bull, and held a crescent moon axe to blast the golden word "extinguish" in the suspended void.

"Bang dang!"

The weapon collided with the word extinguisher, making a deafening loud noise, which swept through the sky and was very terrifying.

The golden extinguishing character was extremely hard, like a holy soldier, not only was it not smashed, but it bounced the middle-aged general Gu Longyan away, radiating a thousand feet of glow, which was brilliant and dazzling.

Gu Longyan, who was bounced away, jumped in his heart, he was a dragon and a realm of cultivation, and he couldn't damage the word extinguishing for half a minute, at this time, his hands that were holding the mountain axe cracked, blood flowed out, and he kept trembling.

"Hmph, how can the fifth formation, which is the strongest in the Great Dao Formation, be cracked so easily?!" Wu Heng, who was standing on the head of the city and holding the Xuanfa in his hand, sneered, his eyes flashed coldly, and his mouth kept reciting bitter scriptures.

In less than a moment, Wu Heng was full of glory and rushed out of the city alone.

Gu Zhenyuan saw Wu Heng rushing out of the city alone, thinking that this was a good opportunity to kill the enemy, but before he could be happy, a thunderbolt fell directly on a sunny day.

I saw that with a wave of Wu Heng's hand, there were thousands of thunderbolts in the sky, like a raging storm, drowning tens of thousands of alien armies in it.

"Ahh......h

At that time, the screams came and went, and many cultivators of different races who cultivated in the innate realm were killed in an instant, and the skin and flesh of their bodies were scorched black by the thunder, and a gust of wind blew, and those scorched black flesh and flesh turned into ashes and scattered, leaving only a hollow skeleton standing in place, this scene was bleak and desolate, thrilling, and terrifying.

More Xuan-Rank Realm cultivators survived the thunder from the first round of explosions, but they were all covered in bruises and kept screaming in pain.

Such a large-scale kill will weaken the power of the extinguishing array, and the strong man who has reached the psychic realm, although he was also blown up by the thunder, had some flesh wounds, but he was not killed.

Wu Heng was very satisfied with the results of the first round of bombing, he was just a monk of the Three Realms of Psychic, and he could kill hundreds of innate monks in an instant, which was already very terrifying! Wu Heng showed no mercy, and with a wave of his hand, he summoned the second round of thunder!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The thunder shook the sky, countless cyan lightning bolts tore the sky, and the sound fell, shining the heavens and the earth with bursts of light, and the sound was spectacular.

Subsequently, the alien monks who were subjected to the thunder and explosion howled bitterly, and the second round of thunder began to take the lives of the Xuanwei Realm monks, and there were almost few innate monks left in the alien army, and few survived, leaving only a skeleton of Bai Sensen.

When Gu Zhenyuan saw this scene, his heart was bleeding, so many clansmen died in an instant, which made him have a nervous breakdown, and it was difficult to accept the reality for a while.

After two rounds of bombardment, some foreign powerhouses calmed down from the panic and killed Wuheng one after another, if this rebellious human demon is not solved, the number of casualties of the clan will definitely rise sharply.

Suddenly, the aura of the six dragon-transforming powerhouses quickly approached Wuheng, and each figure was as fast as lightning, and they all showed their murderous weapons to attack.

"Hmph, a little monk who has just broken through the three realms of psychic, even if he is the reincarnation of the emperor, he will be hated here today!" Gu Longyan drank coldly, holding the ancient weapon Kaishan Axe and was the first to slash at Wu Heng.

"This Terran demon has strange methods, let's deal with it carefully, the six of them attack him together, see how he can defend himself!" Among the six people, a relatively calm clan elder spoke.

"Good!"

The other four dragon powerhouses responded in unison, leaving no room for slaughter towards Wu Heng.

At the head of the city, Xuehua saw that Wuheng was besieged by six dragon powerhouses, and hurriedly reminded: "Wuheng hide quickly, don't fight hard!"

Who knew that Wu Heng smiled heroically: "A man is not hard, is it still called a man?"

Hearing such an answer, Xuehua looked obviously stunned, and then her pretty face was slightly red, and she scolded: "This dead bastard, when has it been, and he is still not serious." ”

Immediately, Wu Heng sacrificed the Ancient Heaven-Turning Hammer, and with a wave of his arm, he threw the Ancient Heaven-Turning Hammer straight towards Gu Longyan, and the jet-black iron hammer became as huge as a mountain, smashing towards Gu Longyan with a whistling wind.

"Bang!"

The ancient sky-turning hammer was hugely powerful, and once smashed a hole in the gods to the treasure of the Eastern Emperor Zhong, but think about how domineering it is, directly coughed up the old blood of the ancient dragon Yan who wielded the mountain axe, and the whole person flew dozens of feet away, his hair was scattered, his appearance was embarrassed, and his eyes were full of unwillingness, he cultivated as a dragon, but he was repelled by a monk in the psychic realm, which was really a monstrous shame!

Wu Heng didn't have time to breathe, the attacks had already followed, and the second dragon powerhouse was holding a broadsword, and a knife had already slashed at Wu Heng's shoulder.

But what is staggering is that a groove directly appeared on the blade of the broadsword, which could not cut into Wu Heng's flesh at all, Wu Heng's original body was tough, and with the Jing Yuan body, it completely offset this fatal blow.

The dragon powerhouse with the broadsword was dumbfounded, and before he could let out an exclamation, he saw the corners of Wu Heng's mouth slightly raised, and the smile was very cold, and the cold penetrated into the marrow of the person.

Wu Heng didn't give the enemy a chance to react at all, and evolved the first punch of the Qiankun Divine Fist, hitting a golden fist, and with a bang, it sank into the abdomen of this person. This is a relatively calm old man, who was punched in the abdomen by a strange and terrifying existence like Wu Heng, and the entire face of the pain was instantly distorted, extremely ugly, like a scarecrow, and was blasted out by his fist.

However, two fists were difficult to defeat four hands, and the other four-sided dragon powerhouse seized the opportunity to kill at the same time with four powerful holy soldiers.

"Snort"

Finally, Wu Heng's defense was broken, and a bloody hole appeared in his chest, shooting out a stream of blood.

It was a heavy sword, with rust on it, but it was sharp, obviously not an ordinary holy soldier, at least an ancient holy soldier, otherwise it would be difficult to hurt Wu Heng.

It was Gu Zhenyuan who injured Wu Heng, a monk of the Second Realm of the Dragon Transformation, and the weapon in his hand was the treasure of the Niutou Clan, his face was gloomy, his eyes were as fierce as a beast, staring at the wound on Wu Heng's chest, and said in a gloomy manner: "Hmph, take your head today to sacrifice my son's soul!"

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability or not!" Although the wound was very painful, Wu Heng just grinned, and held it with both hands and slashed it into his chest, actually breaking this rusty ancient saint soldier a little bent!

What a brute force it takes to do this!

"I really don't know where your demonic powers come from. Gu Zhenyuan's eyelids jumped, this is an ancient holy soldier, but this person relied on the brute force of his hands to break it a little distorted and deformed, which is really subversive of common sense!

"Ahh

"Wicked, die. An indifferent clan elder rushed over, cultivating in the realm of turning into a dragon, with a cold and arrogant expression, and a posture of being under control.

"Accept your mother's size!" Wu Heng scolded, grabbed his right hand in the void, and instantly condensed a brilliant Extreme Dao Light Sword, which pierced the Heavenly Spirit Gai of this clan elder alive, becoming the first dragon powerhouse to be killed in seconds in this battle.

"You...... You ......" The clan elder was extremely unwilling, his dragon head hook made of holy iron had already penetrated from Wu Heng's abdomen to his back, but Wu Heng did not fall, and the corners of his mouth were still sneering.

Originally, he would not have been killed by Wu Heng in an instant, because he firmly believed that Wu Heng would dodge this blow instead of choosing to resist hard to kill himself, but unfortunately, Wu Heng chose to resist this blow to kill him.

Four dragon powerhouses, one died, and three were knocked back, what a dazzling feat! In the past, it was absolutely impossible to completely achieve such a feat without sacrificing the world-destroying Dao Soul Wu Heng, but now that he has broken through the three realms of psychics, his cultivation has increased greatly, and until now, there is still most of the essence yuan left unused.

The other two dragon powerhouses were shocked and stared out, one of the four powerhouses of our clan was killed, and three were seriously injured and repulsed, is this really what a Terran boy in the psychic realm did?

"Demon, if it's really a demon, you can't keep it!" The remaining two dragon powerhouses came to kill, Wu Heng was already seriously injured, and it is estimated that there is not much combat power left!

However, just as the two of them continued to kill Wuheng, a giant hand fell from the sky, with the power of heaven and earth, and smashed down with a bang, shaking the two dragon powerhouses and spitting blood from their mouths.

An old man in plain clothes appeared in front of Wu Heng, his beard was white, his eyebrows and eyes were kind, and he looked like a master outside the world, it was Ouyang Shen, a strong man in the sky. He glanced at Wu Heng with a little meaning, and said with the attitude of an elder: "Young man, don't work too hard, there is still a long road ahead." ”

"Damn, you dare to hurt my master and find death!" Ya Zhihai also appeared beside Wu Heng, he heard that the alien army had arrived, and he hurried over, but he was still a little late like Ouyang Shen.

Ouyang Shen, who had just warned Wu Heng with an elder attitude, stared at Ya Zhihai at this time, glanced at Ya Zhihai strangely, and said, "Master, what master?"

Although Ya Zhihai cultivated to be in the third dragon of Hua, not as good as Ouyang Shen, but this formation master is extremely famous, Ouyang Shen has to respect him as an elder, and now seeing that Ya Zhihai is called Master Wu Heng, how can he not be surprised.

Seeing Ouyang Shen's strange expression, Ya Zhihai blew his beard and glared and said: "Teacher Wuheng has obtained the inheritance of a great emperor, and the skill of the formation pattern is unparalleled, what's wrong with me Ya Zhihai worshipping him as a teacher?

"No, no, no, I don't mean that. Ouyang Shen sighed, he thought that Wu Heng was actually the master of the first formation pattern master in Zhongzhou!

"In this way, the formation pattern of this Pingshang Town is not laid by Zhi Lao, but Wuheng?"

"No, it's the master's female apprentice under the snowflake" Ya Zhihai shook his head.

"This array is very mysterious, I originally thought it was laid by Zhi Lao, but I didn't expect it to be from the hands of Wu Heng's female apprentice......" Ouyang Shen's eyes were suspicious, since Wu Heng is the master of Ya Zhihai, his identity is noble, and he may have to be called a junior......

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