"Hey, you really treat me like a soft persimmon."

Liu Heng saw nearly a hundred menacing people, and among them, there were five Golden Immortal cultivators, and they killed him.

You don't have to guess who these guys are.

It was the Taihu Lake period, the overlord of the earth, the Wu Clan.

As for why so many people besieged him, didn't the Jin Immortal who led him just now already say it?

It's because of the Chaos Clock.

The spear in his hand, like a purple lightning, directly aimed at the five golden immortals, and as for the remaining hundred or so heavenly immortals, it was handed over to Liu Yixuan.

He believed that with Liu Yixuan's cultivation of Xuan Immortal, it would be effortless to deal with a group of ants with two great realms apart.

"Ding!"

A deafening bell rang on this side of the battlefield.

Layers of ripple-like qi waves swept around, and the five golden immortals of the Wu clan hurriedly resisted this momentum.

At the moment when the Chaos Bell was ringed, the killing intent in the eyes of the five golden immortals seemed to be condensed into substance, and the violent body refining aura surged out, crushing towards Liu Heng, and the movements in his hands were not slow.

"Wushan, block the aftermath of the Eastern Emperor Bell's air waves, and let's deal with this three-legged crow descendant."

The middle-aged strong man in the lead yelled at a man who was stronger than himself, and the other three companions flew out like sharp arrows.

The weapons in their hands, in a tricky and strange way, beheaded this enemy who carried the Eastern Emperor Bell.

"Good!"

The man named Wushan listened to it and attacked Liu Heng head-on, a trace of the law that only Da Luo Jin Immortal could have, if there was nothing around him.

"If you don't know what is alive or dead, do you really think that if you have more people, you can overcome everything?"

Seeing the Wushan attacking head-on, and the four Wu Clan Golden Immortals who attacked him from other directions, the cold color in Liu Heng's eyes flashed, and he gently recited the incantation.

Suddenly, the Chaos Bell seemed to be able to read his mind, and began to wave in the wind, and the reminder also changed from the size of a palm to two meters.

"Today, let you see what the power of the supreme treasure of heaven and earth is."

At this moment, Liu Heng didn't care about what kind of chaos spirit treasure the Chaos Bell was, the spear in his hand reached the level where he was handy, and the immortal yuan in his body surged rapidly.

Wielding the purple spear in his hand, he slammed into the Chaos Bell, and another deafening sound rang out.

Whether it was Wushan who was attacking head-on, or the four golden immortals of the Wu clan who were preparing to sneak attack, they all flew upside down.

Seeing this scene, Liu Heng didn't dare to delay in the slightest, life and death were only in a thought.

He had to race against time to kill these five Golden Immortals quickly, or they would be in big trouble.

His figure was like a ghost, his body began to be covered with layers of purple armor, and the purple spear in his hand was also deformed.

The whole person is no different from lightning, and he brought out an illusory purple afterimage in the secret realm, and directly killed the golden immortal closest to him in the east.

The Wu Clan cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Immortal felt a sense of death in his heart, raised his head and saw the tip of the spear straight into his throat, his eyes were not full of fear of death, but only full of hatred.

When the spear pierced his throat, the whole person instantly swelled, and only heard a "boom", and a cloud of mushrooms rose in the secret territory.

"Brother!"

The leader of the Wu Clan cultivator, who stood firmly, saw his only relative, who had died in Huangquan, his eyes were red, his forehead was bruised, and he roared angrily.

"Heh, just self-destructed, what can I do?"

Just when the other four golden immortals thought that Liu Heng had completely died, a disdainful sneer came out of the mushroom cloud, which couldn't help but make Wushan and the others change color.

This is the self-explosion of the Golden Immortal, they can't kill cultivators in the same realm, they won't live in a fake world, right?

The words fell, and the mushroom cloud rose in the center.

Out came a tin man wearing purple armor and fully armed, no different from Iron Man, except that his face was not wrapped.

"How? Didn't disappoint you, did you? ”

An evil sneer flashed at the corner of Liu Heng's mouth, and his figure began to fade into the air.

"Hmph, do you really think that with the help of the armor transformed by Ziwei Star's ability, you can be completely invisible? You're naïve. ”

Wu Shan saw the descendant of the three-legged crow disappear into the air, his pupils couldn't help shrinking, and then he seemed to remember that there was a way to crack it in the clan, and sneered disdainfully.

……

On the other side, Liu Yixuan directly changed back to her body, and the tender green willows were waving in the air against the wind.

The soft and weak wicker turned into a killing machine at this moment, and under Liu Yixuan's precise control, it ruthlessly harvested to these hundred Wu clan cultivators.

"Carving insect skills, feel your food, the more you cultivate, the more you go back."

When a witch golden immortal saw this scene, he sneered disdainfully, and his palm, the size of a fan, grabbed the willow flying in the sky.

"Ahh

At the moment when the palm of the hand touched the wicker, one palm fell directly to the ground, and a terrible scream resounded in the secret realm.

"Rubbish, get back to me."

At this time, the Wu clan cultivators were in the group.

A giant palm that covers the sky and the sun appears, covering the sky and spreading to the sky, harvesting the wicker body of his own Erlang.

Hearing this shouting and scolding, Wu Qiang was not the slightest dissatisfied, and honestly returned to his camp.

This shout was one of the strongest of the people they had slain the descendants of the three-legged crow.

At any time, the fact that the strong is king cannot be changed.

"Unexpectedly, among this group of Heavenly Immortal cultivators, there is not only a Golden Immortal powerhouse, but also a guy at the peak of the Xuan Immortal, which really surprised me."

Liu Yixuan didn't expect that the Wu clan, who was evaluated by Liu Heng as having developed limbs and a simple mind, would have so many twists and turns.

"The demon clan will be destroyed."

At this time, among the cultivators of the Wu Clan, eleven Xuan Immortals leaped out and surrounded Liu Yixuan's body.

They didn't stop at all, they shot violently and violently, and instantly blasted her away.

After blasting Liu Yixuan away, the eleven people did not rush forward to pursue, and a command flag appeared in each person's hand, and each order flag exuded a different law atmosphere.

Wushan, who was fighting with Liu Heng in the distance, felt the appearance of the Ling Qi and hurriedly withdrew from the battlefield, and the momentum on his body continued to rise, directly reaching the level of Xuan Xian.

After kicking Liu Heng away, he suddenly landed on the ground, and the strong explosive power made him leap dozens of miles at once and came to this side of the battlefield.

Coming to the center of the eleven Xuan Immortals, they did not hesitate at all, chanting a spell in their mouths, and their figures slowly disappeared.

Suddenly, a depressing, tyrannical, and savage aura appeared in the sky, threatening the entire secret realm.

With the appearance of this breath, a monster with a dragon-faced body and a "fire spirit" in its mouth appeared in the sky.

"Candle nine yin."

Seeing the phantom appear, Liu Heng, who had killed the remaining three golden immortals dozens of miles away, directly exclaimed.