Chapter 1672: The Domineering of the Ten Veins

There is a corrosive and strange aura in it, like a needle slamming into the heart, and it is cold and makes people worry.

"Immortal Shield!"

The void shouted, and the ten immortal veins on his back boiled and glowed, and the ten wisps of immortal qi firmly guarded the body, competing with the dark aura gushing out of the gate of hell.

The awakening of the ten veins is finally extraordinary, under the strong onslaught of Wu Heng, the void just quickly retreated a hundred meters away, and resisted stubbornly, reaching out to wipe away the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth.

The breath of the void was a little heavy, standing still and gasping, he knew that Wu Heng was in a period of strong onslaught, and the wise choice was not to fight hard, you must know that it was the awakened person of the "door" force, in the case of a hard encounter, even if he was high Wu Heng's three small realm cultivation, he had no advantage at all.

Even the ten immortal vein awakeners forced Wu Heng to retreat with a hammer, not to mention the rest.

"Bang!"

Wu Heng punched, and a piece of golden light spread, smashing several weapons violently, and a "clang" collision sound sounded.

"My immortal soldier, that's an heirloom...... a monk shouted in pain, and under Wu Heng's fist, his weapon was directly distorted and deformed, which was equivalent to scrapping.

"Poof"

There was a monk who shed blood, and the aftermath of that fist was shaken.

Wu Heng rushed into the crowd of the demon team, and with brute force, several people were knocked away with a shock of his arms. He sneered, "Why, didn't you say let me stay and fight with you?

"Don't panic, spread out the formation, and consume with him!" Xuanyuan Muyi shouted, directing the scene.

And after all, this is also the elite of the demon royal family, well-trained, very obedient to commands, and they quickly dispersed, besieging Wuheng in the center with a scattered formation.

"Qiankun Divine Fist!"

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Feng, who was standing in the east, attacked, cast the Demon Clan's Attack Saint Technique, and shot a blue glistening fist.

In this regard, Wu Heng only stretched out one finger, and to put it mildly, ten wisps of immortal qi suddenly surged at his fingertips, and he lightly touched the blue fist that rushed in, and boomed...... The blue light is all blown apart!

"Hiss......"

Seeing this scene, Xuanyuan Feng and many witnesses all gasped.

Is that the power of the ten immortal veins?

Awakening the nine veins can qualify for the true immortal rank, and the ten veins have always been the legends of the three domains!

Ten wisps of immortal qi surrounded his fingertips, and with a single click, Xuanyuan Feng's killing move was disillusioned.

The smooth, careless eyes on Wu Heng's body have to be said to have a sense of admiration.

It's a pity that it's their enemy, and they can't be admired, only revered......

On the other side, Xuanyuan Yao shot out a folding fan, and the folding fan actually contained a wisp of sword intent of the legend of ascending immortals, turning into white light and sweeping through the void, pointing directly at Wuheng. Xuanyuan Yao's grandfather is a royal giant, a legendary powerhouse, and what is contained in this folding fan must be the sword intent of the legendary powerhouse, which is launched at this time, and the effect is amazing.

Seeing this, Wu Heng was not panicked, it was just the sword intent buried in the folding fan of the legend of Dengxian, and it was not the presence of the deity.

"Buzz!"

A big tripod appeared in his hand, and he suddenly put it in front of him, and the ground shook and the power was extraordinary. A wisp of dragon qi rushed out of the ding, and it also turned into white light, meeting the rushing sword intent.

This mouth tripod was the dragon tripod of the Mo family's immortal lord at the beginning, and it was an ancient immortal soldier, which had a strong restraining effect in the field of fighting sword intent.

Sure enough, as soon as the Ascending Dragon Ding came out, the dragon qi shocked the Quartet, not only crushing the wisp of sword intent that Xuanyuan Yao had hit, but also shocking his body to turn pale, and retreat again and again.

Someone performs the "Light and Shadow Sword Duel", which is also the top offensive swordsmanship of the demon royal family, and is known for its fastness, accuracy, and ruthlessness.

Boom!

A sword also appeared in Wu Heng's hand, a cold sword, and when the sword was unsheathed, the dragon roared in all directions, it was the Longyuan sword.

As long as there is a weapon with the dragon qi character, Wu Heng can exert exponential power, because he can mix the aura of the dragon king technique into the weapon, and combine the two into one, which is simply invincible.

There weren't too many fancy, every time Wu Heng took a step, the extremely fast sword in his hand would cut off a human head.

Spelling magic weapon, no one can reach Wuheng, and the combat effectiveness is even more unattainable......

The only thing they can fight for is the number of people, and they are entangled with all their might.

However, after the tempering of the Eight Forbidden Heavenly Punishments, Wu Heng's physical body defense was close to the level of the divine body, and with the ten wisps of immortal qi protecting the body, even the immortal soldiers could not break through its defense, which was so terrifying that it was outrageous.

"When"

The sound of the weapon smashing on Wu Heng's body was always the sound of metal colliding, and when Wu Heng's sword fell, it was always a piece of blood bursting and turning into flesh.

His expression was very calm, his movements were neither slow nor slow, one step at a time, and the killing aura on his body was as deep as the sea.

"Ahh

The screams continued, and many people's hearts were collapsing, they might not be so afraid of death, but they would definitely be afraid of the gate of hell behind Wu Heng!

The door suspended behind Wu Heng is too dark, containing the power to corrode people's hearts, just by looking at it, you can't help but weaken your legs, and your combat effectiveness is greatly reduced.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I never said you betrayed the royal family!" a young demon begged for mercy, because the sword in Wu Heng's hand had been raised and was about to fall......

Without any pause, the sword fell, and the young demon was split in half on the spot.

Xuanyuan Mu was easy to look at, he was just the cultivation of the Seven Immortal Veins of the Nine Realms of the Gods, and it was very likely that he would be killed in a confrontation. I still remember that the first time he collided with Wu Heng, he was roared by one of his dragon roars and roared to the point that he was bleeding...... Now Wu Heng is even more powerful, with ten immortal veins added to his body, walking completely sideways, and no one can stop him wherever he passes.

"It turns out that he is already so strong, our attack is not worth mentioning to him at all......" Xuanyuan Feng, who was hunting in purple, looked gloomy, he hit sixty-six punches from a distance, sixty-six punches were his limit, but Wu Heng just pointed and shattered his killing move.

The ten immortal veins on Wu Heng's body were too domineering, and those who awakened the eighth and seventh veins couldn't hurt him at all.

"Kill!"

At this time, the void made a move, and the blood of the demon clan in the body boiled, and the black iron rod danced violently, and ten wisps of immortal qi surrounded the iron rod, the glow was gorgeous, and the momentum increased dramatically.

Only when dealing with the void, Wu Heng will choose to fight with weapons, but he is not hard, as soon as the attack power of the demon dao divine weapon is opened, the god blocks and kills the god, and the Buddha blocks and kills.

Rumble!

The ancient sky-turning hammer and the black iron rod collided again, mixed with various great principles, bursting out with colorful brilliance.

The moment the two of them collided with each other, Void Ming's face became unnatural, and the black iron rod in his hand was subjected to too strong a violent impact, causing the muscles of his right arm to tremble violently.

"Die!"

The ten immortal veins on Wu Heng's back were bright, and the tsunami-like immortal qi erupted from his body.

"Ahh

The void roared, the green roots on his neck burst, and he responded with all his might, without taking half a step back.

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Cold, dizziness, fever, minor problems, but it affects writing!!Everyone, forgive me, I can write, I may not be able to write, today can only be this one.