And just as Wang Lin and the others were following in Lu Heng's footsteps, in a certain void, a group of monks dressed in uniform and carrying a sword were respectfully guarding at the entrance of a teleportation array, as if they were greeting someone.

After a while, the teleportation array buzzed violently, and everyone's expressions became more respectful, and even faintly showed a look of fanaticism.

An old man riding a unicorn came out of the teleportation array, his eyes were sharp, and the whole person was like an unsheathed fairy sword, making people dare not look directly.

Everyone shouted in unison: "Meet the Sword Venerable!" ”

The old man is the sect master of the Great Luo Sword Sect, Sword Venerable Ling Tianhou, who is a second-step powerhouse, this time he came here because he calculated that the Rain Immortal Sword was about to be born, and he came to seek it.

Ling Tianhou swept his eyes around, his brows furrowed suddenly, and he asked, "Why are there so many people missing?" ”

A disciple stood up and said indignantly: "Master Yu, Tian Hu, Wang Sen, Liu Ji and other forty-three disciples, they were killed by one person!" ”

In the great battle that besieged Lu Heng a few months ago, the Great Luo Sword Sect was the organizer, and he contributed the most and suffered the most losses.

When Ling Tianhou heard this, his eyebrows immediately rose upside down, and the astonishing aura was released violently, and suddenly, the sword behind everyone present let out a whining and wailing, as if he couldn't bear this terrifying aura, and there were signs of collapse.

All the disciples spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and each of them was horrified in their hearts, and they all lowered their heads, not daring to look at Ling Tianhou again.

"Who dares to slaughter my disciples? Say! Ling Tianhou shouted angrily, his voice was like thunder, and the clouds in the sky were scattered.

The previous disciple's face was pale, almost unsteady on his feet, and he said tremblingly: "Tell the master, it is a monk named Lu Heng, and his cultivation is suspected of being the champion." ”

"Even if you are a junior, you dare to provoke my Da Luo Sword Sect!" Ling Tianhou was even more angry, he looked around and scolded: "Useless things, a junior can't take them, you all cultivate to the dog?" ”

All the disciples knelt down in unison and said, "The disciples are useless, ask the master to avenge us!" ”

"Humph!" Ling Tianhou snorted coldly, pinched the seal in his hand, and suddenly, one after another remnant souls roared from afar, and that direction was the location where Lu Heng's battle took place before.

The remnant soul screamed and wailed around Ling Tianhou, as if he was pouring out something, and Ling Tianhou's face became even more angry: "What a vicious junior, he actually swallowed his soul!" You guys, find him for me! ”

After that, his fingers changed, and suddenly, these remnant souls formed a giant sword, which suddenly exuded a terrifying aura, and the black mist on the sword body rolled, as if there were countless unjust souls wailing, which was extremely weird.

"Go!"

Ling Tianhou pointed out, and the giant sword suddenly flew in a certain direction.

Ling Tianhou looked down at the disciples below, hating iron and steel: "Useless things, go back this time and give me five hundred years of retreat!" ”

With that, he slapped the unicorn under him and chased away in the direction of the black giant sword.

The disciples waited for him to go away, and then they stood up.

A female disciple walked up to the middle-aged man who spoke before and said, "Senior Brother Tian, will the master take action against that Lu Heng?" ”

Senior Brother Tian smiled hideously: "Senior sister, don't worry, Master will definitely make a move, then Lu Heng is dead!" ”

"However, if the master takes action in person, will he be said to bully the small?" The nun hesitated.

Senior Brother Tian glanced at him in surprise and said, "Does Senior Venerable care about these false names?" Who doesn't know this alliance star field, our Great Luo Sword Sect is the most united. Shizun and Tianyunzong are mortal enemies, Tianyunzi has always cared about whether his apprentices live or die, and our master cares about all disciples. Now that more than forty people have died at once, it's no wonder that the master is not angry! ”

The female cultivator breathed a sigh of relief, with bitter hatred in her eyes, and said resentfully: "I just hope that the master will not let that Lu Heng die too easily, otherwise it will be cheaper for him!" ”

In the third layer of the overlapping space, Wang Lin and the others walked through the void space, and the more they walked, the more frightened they became, and in the end, Qi Hu even proposed to retreat.

It's not that it's too dangerous, it's just that it's just too smooth!

The corpses of those strange and mysterious creatures can be found everywhere, and there are traces of the aftermath of the Great War, and many of these corpses are excellent tonic or refining materials. They passed all the way, and just by collecting these corpses, they had already made a lot of money.

But it was precisely because of their role as "corpse collectors" that they could better appreciate Lu Heng's strength.

A huge creature whose fur even cut by a fairy sword was torn apart when it died.

A giant beast covered in bone spurs and extremely hideous, with an intact appearance, but all its inner flesh, flesh, bones and blood turned into blood.

There was also a creature like a giant octopus, frozen in a piece of ice, lifelike, but soulless.

That Lu Heng killed these monsters, as if he was doing an experiment, and there was no way to die repeatedly.

What's even more terrifying is that they can clearly see that these monsters that can bring them a deadly threat can only be wiped out by Lu Heng!

Qi Hu wanted to retreat, Wang Lin was also a little hesitant, although he felt that Lu Heng was not a murderous person, and the two had a two-sided relationship, so he would not make a move on him. But he has never been a person who bases his life and death on the goodness of others.

During the period of caution, he also had the idea of retreating. Because Lu Heng is too strong, once this kind of person has a murderous intention, it is impossible for him to escape.

Among the three, only Red Butterfly was not afraid, she smiled disdainfully at the two, and said, "Don't you dare to pick the rest of the people?" What kind of Tao do you cultivate? Although Lu Heng is strong, my red butterfly is not afraid! I can't beat him at the moment, but I also want to see him with my own eyes, and one day, I will defeat him with my own hands! ”

Red Butterfly is proud, or rather, her Dao heart is like that. But Qihu and Wang Lin are different.

The two of them glanced at each other, and both made a decision to leave.

But just as the tiger was about to open his mouth to the red butterfly, suddenly, a fierce momentum roared from afar!

The three of them shrugged and changed color, under this amazing aura, they could hardly have the idea of resisting, it was terrifying!

Almost unanimously, the three of them used their own means to sacrifice magic weapons to protect themselves.

At this time, that fierce aura had already roared, but it was a giant sword emitting billowing black mist! It seems to be entangled with countless unjust souls, wailing and roaring.

The giant sword roared past, and it didn't stop at all, but it made the three of them have a false alarm. They looked at each other with solemn faces, and their eyes were both suspicious and fearful.

Qi Hu hesitated: "It seems that he is rushing to Lu Heng?" ”

Wang Lin confirmed: "I sensed that the souls on the giant sword were all the remnant souls of the disciples of the Great Luo Sword Sect who died in that battle, and this matter must be the master of the Great Luo Sword Venerable looking for Lu Heng for revenge." ”

Their guesses were quickly verified, and Ling Tianhou rode the Qilin and floated in without stopping, as if he hadn't seen the three ants below at all.

But Wang Lin and the others just glanced at Ling Tianhou, and they were injured by his momentum, and they all sprayed blood!

How strong is this?

The three of them looked horrified, and even the red butterfly looked frightened.

For a moment, all three fell silent.

After a long time, Red Butterfly suddenly smiled proudly and said, "Such a shocking battle, how can you miss it?" ”

With that, she offered a lotus platform and quickly chased after her.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, and his eyes also showed a look of determination, watching the battle of the strong was a rare opportunity, and he didn't want to miss this opportunity.

The tiger is not a cowardly person, so the two of them also chased after the figure of the red butterfly.

After the three of them left, two figures flew past one after the other, it was the middle-aged man with the wine gourd and the old man looking for the corpse of the immortal!