Chapter 340: Frozen Thousands of Miles "You ......"

Before Ling Xiaohu could shout, he had already died under the ancient earth-turning hammer, his body was rotten into mud, and the scene was bloody.

"Shhh A half-step Dragon Transformation Three Realms monk died directly, and his death was so tragic that several other monks couldn't help but gasp on the spot and stiffened.

This young man is a demon god-like existence, and his indifferent pupils make people dare not look directly.

Wu Heng's breathing became more and more rapid, and his blood-red eyes became more and more terrifying, and he stepped into the path of annihilation, becoming a half-human and half-demon, losing his mind.

"Boom"

Suddenly, Wu Heng evolved the Qiankun Ninety-Nine Punches, frantically bombarding the remaining six Dragon Transformation powerhouses, each punch was as terrifying as a brute beast, the Qingyang League monks were repelled again and again with the strength of six people, and the power of each punch of the Qiankun Ninety-Nine Punches would be superimposed, and when Wu Heng punched the tenth punch, finally two Dragon Transformation Monks couldn't bear it, coughed up a mouthful of blood in their mouths, fell directly from the void, and smashed a deep pit on the ground.

"Don't even think about surviving!" Wu Heng roared, reverberating in the valley for a long time, whirling in the airspace.

"What a big breath, now that you have exhausted the power of the essence element, see how you leave us!" The four dragon powerhouses were ruthless, and they all used their pressure box skills.

A cultivator of the Second Realm of the Transformation Dragon pointed out a finger and came straight towards the center of Wu Heng's eyebrows, wanting to penetrate his primordial spirit, he was covered in blue light, and all the essence elements in the sea of qi were evacuated, all condensed in that finger, and he was fighting for his life.

Bang!

At that point, the power was immense, and the void was shattered.

"I want to see if your fingers are hard or mine!" Wu Heng also pointed out, and he also condensed the essence of his whole body, and he collided with the comer.

When the two fingers collided, the brilliance suddenly bloomed, and a golden ocean flooded the entire canyon.

Wu Heng, dressed in white, with a pair of bloody eyes, and long hair, stood indifferently in the void, he stretched out his right hand and pointed out a finger that connected with the finger of the monk who rushed in.

"It's so magical. The old monk of the Second Realm of Transformation Dragon opened his mouth solemnly, and when his fingertips touched Wu Heng, he felt the monstrous demonic intent circulating in the other party's body, he had cultivated for hundreds of years, and it was the first time he had encountered a monk who had entered such a deep demon.

"Ahh

At the same time, the two of them shouted and cheered, fighting desperately, and the power of the two essences was fighting against each other.

Although Wu Heng sacrificed the demon soul, he was not comparable to the dragon powerhouse than the monk, and in this fight, he fell behind and was repelled dozens of zhang away.

"Click. ”

However, just as Wu Heng was repulsed, a crisp sound of broken finger bones clearly reached the tips of everyone's ears.

The old monk had a painful look on his face, although he occupied the mountain wind in his cultivation, but his physical body was far less powerful than Wu Heng, and his phalanges were directly shattered, and then he changed color again, not only his phalanges were shattered, but his entire right arm bone was cracked.

Wu Heng's physical body is unparalleled, his strength is like a brute dragon, although he can't suppress the enemy by cultivation, he can crush the enemy with his tough body and brute force.

"Dead!"

Wu Heng took advantage of the old monk's distraction, stepped directly on the character formation, crossed dozens of zhang in one step, appeared in front of the other party, and then hit his chest with a fist, shocking the latter's blood churning, and screaming in pain.

"Poof. The old monk's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at Wu Heng fiercely, and then coughed up blood and stained his clothes red.

"Tell me quickly, who sent you!" Wu Heng grabbed the old monk's neck, lifted him up, and asked sharply.

The remaining three monks immediately warned: "Don't tell him." ”

"If you can't tell me, then I'll let you die first!" Wu Heng shook his hand and directly blasted the old monk hundreds of zhang away, crashed into a big barren mountain, and rushed towards the other three monks.

"Don't be rampant!" A dragon realm monk sacrificed the alchemy furnace, the Dan furnace was filled with flaming lava, he overturned the Dan furnace with his big hand, and poured down the hot lava in the Dan furnace, the monk sneered: "This Dan furnace can hold the lava of a volcano and use the flames of a volcano to bury you, it is also an honor!"

"Bubbling"

The lava temperature was extremely high, bubbling and bubbling, like a flowing river toppling down from the Dan furnace, flowing in the void, surging towards Wuheng.

At this time, the monks of the Qingyang League were all sweating, the high temperature of this lava could reach 1200 degrees Celsius, and as soon as the liquid lava of the entire Dan furnace was poured, the entire canyon became a volcano, emitting steaming heat.

However, Wu Heng is the Xuanbing Ancient God Body, he is not afraid of the cold, and he is also the nemesis of flames.

"Frozen for a thousand miles!"

At this moment, Wu Heng had an idea, and created a secret method by himself, and an overwhelming cold air surged all over his body, and the air where the cold air passed was condensed, freezing the liquid lava that flowed into ice strips, the outside of the ice strips was ice, but the inside was still fiery red blazing lava.

It's a spectacular view, one that is stunning, and it's simply ingenious.

Flames and ice are incompatible, but this huge strip of ice, which is hundreds of feet long, is a combination of ice and flame. Ice can't really freeze the flames, and the flames can't melt the ice.

Not only was the overturned lava frozen, but as soon as Wuheng's "Frozen Thousand Miles" came out, the entire canyon condensed into thick frost, and several monks present also froze into human-shaped ice. The range of such a move is very close, and it has completely drained all of Wu Heng's essence power.

If Wu Heng used to use ice for thousands of miles, his power would definitely not be so powerful, but now Wu Heng will borrow the extreme cold ice jade to cultivate every day, absorbing the extreme cold qi for a long time, making Wu Heng's physique even more cold.

"This is impossible, the lava of the volcano can burn any dragon powerhouse, how can it be frozen in ice?" The monk who sacrificed the alchemy furnace was full of shock, he was frozen into humanoid ice, and he couldn't move all over his body, only his eyes could turn, and when he saw this scene, his pupils contracted violently.

"Give you one last chance, if you refuse to tell your identity, none of you will survive. Wu Heng spoke again, indifferent like a life-taker from hell, no one would stupidly believe that the other party would not dare to kill him at this moment.

"Okay, I say, I say. "Finally, a monk began to relent, it was the person who sacrificed the alchemy furnace, he was over sixty years old, and he seemed to be a Dao bone immortal, but he was greedy for life and afraid of death, and wanted to betray the alliance.

"I can't say that if this kid knows about the forces behind us, he will definitely take revenge in the future. The other two monks shouted to stop them, but the dust was settled.

The sixty-year-old monk spoke: "I am a senior monk of the Qingyang Alliance, and it was the leader of the Qingyang League who sent the eight of us to kill you. ”

"I see. Wu Heng nodded without any emotion, and did not show any surprise, he killed Bai Ye, the personal disciple of the old guy in the Yueyang League, and it was normal for the Qingyang League to send people to hunt him down.

"In that case, you can all leave this world. A sneer appeared at the corner of Wu Heng's mouth, which made people's scalp tingle for a while.

"I've already told you the news, why are you still killing me?" asked the sixty-year-old monk, looking unwilling.

"I didn't say you told me the news, and I would let you go. Wu Heng opened his mouth indifferently, he was never soft on the enemy, and directly swallowed several monk primordial gods into his stomach, ending all this.

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