Chapter 2285: The Saint's Preaching I

The night was getting deeper, and the heavy snow, which had been falling for three days and three nights, finally stopped, leaving only the whining cold wind that swept across the land.

A bright moon had just emerged, and it was covered by boundless darkness, it was a creature that covered the sky and the sun, the whole body was dark red, the eyes were sharp and intimidating, and the two heads were long, no different from the head of a snake, full of terrifying aura, making people fearful.

This is a double-headed winged Jiao, a fierce murderer at the level of an immortal king, which is not something ordinary people can control.

Above the double-headed wings, a middle-aged man stood among them, his expression was extremely indifferent, and he locked on Wu Heng with a gaze that defied the world as an ant.

"Li Qing?"

Wu Heng coughed up blood again and again, and when he found someone coming, an indescribable anger flashed in his eyes.

A well-known figure actually secretly attacked him, and also severely injured the old saint, which was the most intolerable thing for him.

Wu Heng saw that Li Qing looked at him silently, and his laughter was a little bitter, if he was really a king and a loser, the loser was powerless in his heart, since the monk of Wei Mercury was here, he should have thought that Li Qing should have hid in the dark and waited for an opportunity to make a move.

Li Qing's blow injured him very badly, and even the old saint was on the verge of life melting.

The wound on Wu Heng's body pierced his chest from the back, the size of a fist, many organs were penetrated, and most of his heart was broken, and he was bleeding at the moment. However, he still gritted his molars, helped the old saint up, and shouted at Li Qing: "Don't you think this is shameless? At the beginning, the immortal masters of all domains made an oath to take the holy fruit and return it to the holy fruit, and they could not be held accountable afterwards, and they killed each other, so it can only be said that your measure is too small." ”

Li Qing's face was unwavering, and after glancing at the corpses of many Seven Realm cultivators lying at Wu Heng's feet, he said lightly: "I can give you a decent way to die!"

"It's ridiculous, since you have become a lackey of the Seven Realms, why do you need to set up some untenable archways for yourself? Wu Heng's expression was a little crazy, and his eyes gradually became blood-red, but he realized that he must not use the power of the Gate of Hell at this time.

Right now, it is in the Shadow Moon Star, the law is broken, and Wu Heng has twice sacrificed the gate of hell in the Shadow Moon Star and has been out of control.

If the prophecy is true, the end times are really caused by the gate of hell out of control, and now after the gate of hell is out of control, Wu Heng will become a sinner for the ages.

Li Qing also seemed to notice Wu Heng's concerns, with a faint mockery on the corner of his mouth, he said: "Don't dare to sacrifice the gate of hell? In fact, even if you sacrifice the gate of hell, you are not my opponent, why do you need to be that sinner through the ages?"

It can only be said that what Li Qing said was to the point, the current situation of Wu Heng is too weak, even if he sacrifices the gate of hell, it is difficult to make a difference, not to mention that he sacrifices the gate of hell in this situation, and it is also the most likely to get out of control.

If you are dead, why bother?

"Bang!"

Li Qing didn't say anything, and directly turned into a blue light and came to Wu Heng's body, kicking him away.

"Ahh

Wu Heng let out a heart-rending scream, and this kick just hit his chest, causing his ribs to break, and the wound expanded even more, and blood shot out.

The old sage looked at life and death very lightly, his eyes were unwavering, he looked at Wu Heng, and then at Li Qing, and then said: "Wu Heng is the hope of the human race, since you are also a human race, you should not act like this." ”

"I didn't know that this kid was amazing. Li Qing didn't refute anything, but as soon as he remembered that he was about to get the Transformation Dao Fruit but was taken away, he couldn't calm down, he was furious, and kicked Wu Heng hard, like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, Wu Heng's whole person moved sideways against the snow, and the blood flowing from his chest stained the snow all the way red.

"You don't know, I was in front of the Dao Fruit at the beginning, within reach, more than a thousand years ago, I was already an immortal king in the four realms, and I couldn't enter an inch for more than a thousand years, you can't imagine my pain, when I was a child, I was recognized as a genius, and I will become the master of a thousand domains, but I have been trapped in the realm of the little immortal king, and I have been surpassed by my former enemies ......"

The more Li Qing spoke, the more painful it became, the hatred for Wu Heng in his eyes became even stronger, he reached out to the void, choked Wu Heng's throat, gritted his teeth and said: "That Dao Fruit is my hope for advancing to the Great Immortal King, I have been waiting for more than a thousand years, but you snatched it away and made me the laughing stock of the world! You should die."

"Ahem......"

Wu Heng was choked by the neck and his legs hung in the air, and coughed twice very uncomfortably, but there was no fear in his eyes, all of them were disdainful and disdainful, and he looked at Li Qing and said: "The Dao Fruit is whoever has the ability to snatch it, who is to blame if you are not capable?"

"So, you have to die!" Li Qing's eyes almost burned with flames.

Seeing this scene, Liu Hao and many monks couldn't help but laugh hideously, the so-called praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches were behind, and there was also an immortal king, which was the last life-saving straw that crushed the saint of Wuheng Domain.

"Extinguish, weren't you very arrogant before, and now you have tasted pain, right? In front of Li Qing Immortal King, you are a weak ant, go and die!" Liu Hao seemed to hate Wu Heng even more than Li Qing, and sneered and teased on the side.

It can be said that the battle just now was a big blow to Liu Hao, he had already arrived at the Twelve Realms of Dengxian, but half of his body was abolished, and it was still under the condition that many helpers besieged Wuheng.

It was a real shame and it was hard for him to accept the fact.

Not only Liu Hao and others have this mentality, but even the six immortal kings who have been cut off most of their lives have vaguely this mentality.

I hate the pain to the extreme!

"Li Qing, don't talk nonsense, kill him!" Wang Chao urged, clenching his fists.

He and Li Qing belong to the same disease, they also got the holy fruit, and they were secretly happy, but they were given a shadow by a junior, and they lost the holy fruit, which is unbearable!

"Li Qing, if you are willing to hand over the power of the Gate of Hell to my Hell Realm, you will keep your domain safe. "Xiao Ghost Chou is still unwilling to give up getting the gate of hell, and has made conditions for Li Qing.

Now the monks present all locked their eyes on Wu Heng and Li Qing, waiting for the result.

Some people hope that Wu Heng will die, some people hope to get the domain gate on Wu Heng's body, and many people covet those few pieces of divine weapons.

Wu Heng looked at Li Qing in a cold voice, gritted his teeth and said, "Li Qing, if you hand me over to the people of the Hell Realm, you will not die well!"

As soon as these words came out, some monks began to vaguely admire Wu Heng, and in this case, he was still fighting against the Seven Realms.

On the other hand, he joined forces with the Seven Realms to kill a young hero who had made great achievements on the battlefield of the Dark Moon Star.