On a rainy night, lightning continued and thunder shook the valley.

Almost at the last moment, Wu Heng walked out of the secret realm, and there were many people who sarcastically ridiculed Wu Heng for estimating that something had happened and that he couldn't get out.

Coming out at such a moment is obviously very eye-catching.

Acting in such a high-profile manner, the first impression is madness!

"Didn't he know that there were countless enemies waiting for a long time?" some onlookers laughed coldly.

"The proud army will be defeated!"

"It's really thick!"

"The heroes of the three star fields are gathered here, the God King, the Demon King, and the Immortal Venerable are all sitting on the scene, and it is also his turn to pose here with a little doll?"

Many monks who were not accustomed to looking at Wu Heng opened their mouths to mock and curse.

There are two people at the scene who have an extreme attitude towards Wu Heng, either hate him very much, or appreciate him to the core!

The monk who has always admired Wu Heng's style of acting feels that this last appearance is in line with the identity of Wu Heng's little demon king in the mixed world.

"Stylish!"

"What a state of mind when you are not afraid of danger, laughing and forgetting the clouds and smoke in front of you!"

"I'm not timid at all, I'm used to seeing strong winds and waves at such a young age!"

The group of people who appreciate Wuheng will only appreciate today's Wuheng even more, and it is not disappointing, it is still the attitude of all eyes.

On the side of Huayuntan, the makeup of the Luoyun Fairy looked quite haggard, she had already heard that Zhang Yuxuan, the inheritor of the corpse chasing faction, and Chi Lian, the inheritor of the Giant Clan, were all beheaded by Wu Heng, this guy who was still very immature when they met on the battlefield outside the territory in the past can now look down on all the same generations in the Immortal Domain.

"It's too powerful, the Eight Realms of the Gods, the Nine Immortal Veins, the Nine Immortal Veins, what a long distance......" Fairy Luoyun's eyes were gloomy, and she sighed softly.

The monks of Huayuntan just stood from a distance and watched, and the immortal lord of Huayuntan had already warned him not to have any more fights and frictions with Wuheng.

A sturdy multicolored cow blooms with treasure all over its body, and its blood and qi are powerful, attracting many eyes. Sitting on top of Kui Niu was Lu Haichuan, the immortal master of the Jiuqing Palace, dressed in a green robe, immortal wind bones, he was also watching Wu Heng from a distance, with a gentle smile on his face, and said to Lu Yi, the inheritor of the Jiuqing Palace beside him: "When I was in the Abyss Valley, I found out that he was not simple when I drank with this kid the day, but it was something that Lao Dao didn't expect to be able to break through to such a point all at once!"

"Wu Heng has a powerful talent, and he is destined to shine wherever he goes!" Lu Yi spoke, a very calm young monk.

Hearing this, Lu Haichuan did not agree with this statement, he said: "There are many people with strong talents!"

"Master, what do you think Wu Heng has that makes it so eye-catching?" Lu Yi was puzzled and asked for advice.

Lu Haichuan's eyes suddenly flashed, his eyes were as bright as two little suns, and he said: "The talent that Wu Heng has is not powerful, but a unique anti-sky, which is loved by thousands of people!"

"It is said that Wu Heng is going to take the unprecedented thirteen-vein path to ascend to the immortal, Master, do you think it is possible to succeed?"

"I would never have believed that this would be a success, but now I don't dare to make up my mind. Lu Haichuan said.

"A strong enemy is ringed, Wu Heng still chose to appear at such a high-profile time, what kind of hole cards does he have?" Lu Yi had a solemn look on his face, they were in the outer area, but even in the peripheral area, he could already feel the strong killing intent permeating his body.

Among the more than 100,000 monks, at least half of them want to kill Wu Heng, and there will definitely be no fewer people who will do it directly!

The corpse chasers of the Corpse Chasing Sect, the Giant Clan, the Purple Cloak Clan and other monks have been waiting for a long time.

Mo Qian's red hair was fluttering, his eyes were resolute, and he took the strong men of the Mo family to intercept them outside the secret border, and he was very windy and cold, fighting to break the net and avenge his grandfather Mo Qianyun!

"Kill!"

On a rainy night, a cry suddenly erupted.

A strong man of the Mo family's Ascending Immortal Realm couldn't bear the wicked man in front of him who killed the head of the family, Mo Qianyun, and he didn't listen to the command of the team, and rushed to the front alone!

This is a strong man with the cultivation of the five realms of ascending immortals, awakening seven immortal veins.

"Elder Mo Yan, what are you going to do?" Everyone in the Mo family was frightened, in such a big scene, he acted so impulsively, I was afraid that he would cause trouble.

You must know that this is not an immortal realm, but the Beidou secret territory where the three star fields gather, the three giants of the god king, the immortal venerable, and the demon king are all watching here, relatively speaking, the Mo family is already small, and is not qualified to be the protagonist here, and the style of action must be cautious and cautious.

On the dim rainy night, Mo Yan became a red light that illuminated a radius of several miles, and the immortal power was blazing and boiling.

"Avenge the head of the family!!"

Mo Yan roared loudly, his big red robe was soaked by the rain, and his hideous and vicious face was illuminated under the thunder.

His appearance looks like he is about fifty or sixty years old, he has been cultivating for more than a thousand years, ascending to the five realms and seven immortal veins, and his aura is quite strong.

"Mo Family Immortal Law, Gangfeng Break!"

Mo Yan's shot is a killer move, and he doesn't spare his hand.

"Boom!"

A terrifying immortal power fluctuation swept towards Wu Heng, manic and fierce.

Presumably, in the face of such a move as a powerhouse of the Five Realms of Dengxian, Wu Heng would never feel good.

In fact, Wu Heng was not afraid, standing still in front of the exit of the secret realm, letting the wind and rain blow on him.

If the monk of the Six Realms of Dengxian makes a move, he will avoid its edge, but the Five Realms of Dengxian are within the range of his acceptance!

"Break the law!"

Wu Heng raised his foot and stepped on it, the ground shook the mountains, and thousands of principles and laws were intertwined with his body, and his eyes were sharp.

As soon as he stepped like this, the wind spreading in front of him was directly dispersed, and he couldn't get close to Wuheng's 100 meters.

Mo Yan was shocked on the spot, his pupils contracted violently, and he was so easily dissolved by that kid with a blow with all his strength?

"The true meaning of the Dragon King Technique, breaking the law potential!"

There were many primeval beings who gasped when they saw it, and their hearts were furious.

A human actually spied on the true meaning of the dragon king's technique!!

In the outside world, we all know how domineering the destructive power of the Dragon King Technique is, but few people know that the mystery of the Dragon King Technique is also the layer of breaking the law, breaking the enemy's spell with a domineering artistic conception.

The spectators also changed color.

It's just too domineering, and it's too unbelievable to easily resolve the killing moves of the monks of the Five Realms of Ascending Immortals with the cultivation of the Eight Realms of the Gods!

"I heard that you can kill the monks of the Second Immortal Realm, so you can kill me?" Mo Yan's eyes widened, and he roared like crazy.

"What's the point of killing you?" Wu Heng's response was still an understatement, with a strong sense of confidence and certainty.

Rumble!

Suddenly, Wu Heng burst out with a golden divine power, and the nine immortal veins on his back lit up!

The line of words was sacrificed, and Wu Heng immediately disappeared into the rainy night.

When Wu Heng reappeared, he had already appeared in front of Mo Yan.

Bang!

Wu Heng smashed it directly with a fist, and Mo Yan's reaction speed was fast enough, after all, it was the existence of the Five Realms of Dengxian Immortals, and he immediately slammed his fist at Wu Heng, so the fists of the two happened to collide with each other!

This is a duel of pure flesh.

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