Chapter Thirty-Seven: An Era Is Buried

"Chi You, die! You can have all the dragon veins of the land of Shenzhou to be buried for you, and you are worth it!" He Heng restrained Chi You with the Eight Tribulations of the Divine Extreme, and at the same time, he gathered infinite dragon qi and turned into an invisible knife, aiming at Chi You.

Chi Youshu, who was struggling, had a feeling of fear, which was an unprecedented ...... A life-and-death crisis!

"No, how is it possible? I didn't feel this feeling even if I was defeated at the hands of Xuanyuan Xiao'er at the beginning! Today, how could it be?!" Chi You was shocked, and he concentrated more and more strength to impact the shackles of He Heng's Bagua Yin and Yang Diagram, but it was difficult to break through.

He Heng's figure appeared in the sky, holding the power of the infinite dragon veins in his hand, and the invisible sword light surged, already aimed at Chi You.

Looking at the land of China from afar, there is no dragon qi rising!

"The old era will eventually pass, and the new era has come!Chi You, just end an era with your death!" He Heng muttered, and the sword light slashed lightly.

"No!" Chi You screamed, the sword light had already descended on his body, first the infinite evil qi around his body was wiped out, and then the sword light evolved endlessly, tearing apart every inch of flesh and blood on their bodies inch by inch.

"Ahh

Looking at this scene, He Heng shook his head gently: "There has never been anything impossible in this world, only you can't think of it." Moreover, the immortal body is ridiculous, who dares to call it immortal, who can be eternal? Even if there is, it will never be you!"

A dragon roar resounded through the palace, and the last dragon qi of the land of Shenzhou roared, raging to the ground below, and the flesh and mud that Chi You had turned into was abrasively wiped out, and finally turned into nothingness.

He Heng gently ran the Gen Earth Tribulation, and a handful of dust buried the huge pit underground, burying the residence of this emperor who once ruled the people of the world, and also buried...... An era!

A new page has quietly opened in history.

On top of the buried dust, He Heng stood with his hands in his hands, looking coldly at the clouds in the sky, his eyes were a little deep, and his figure became more and more lonely!

"What are you thinking?" Wu Wushu suddenly appeared behind him, a little puzzled.

He Heng sighed and said: "I'm thinking, with the greedy nature of human nature, after those people overthrow the imperial system and overthrow the emperor, the next one to be defeated should be me!"

"You should have thought of this a long time ago. The dragons have no leader, and the world is lucky. A world where everyone is like a dragon does not need a ...... of God above them."

"Yes, but what I want to build is not a world where everyone is like a dragon, but a ...... that belongs only to me Eternal Realm!" He Heng's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light.

"Eternal Realm?" Wu Wu's face changed suddenly, and he exclaimed, "Do you really want to be the supreme god, rule over the people, and play with the world......?"

"That was a lie to you before. He Heng looked at Wu Wuwu with an endless chill in his eyes, and the killing intent was extremely strong.

"Damn, I didn't expect you to be such a person!" Wu Wushu roared and slammed his fist forward.

He Heng sneered, pinned his right hand behind him, raised his left hand slightly, and generally grabbed Wu Wu's right fist, and with a slight pinch, his entire palm was pinched and shattered.

"What a weak fist, haven't you eaten?"

Wu Wushu looked at himself in surprise, and said in disbelief: "How is this possible, why is my skill weakened so much at once?"

"Hahahaha, because you have already been hit by my Divine Eight Tribulations, and now you, as long as you use all your strength, your whole body will be infiltrated by my Flood Tribulation, and your skills will regress greatly. He Heng sneered and stared at Wu Wuwu, and sneered: "Even if your skills are in their heyday, they will never be my opponent, let alone you die now!"

"You!" Wu Wu's face changed wildly, but He Heng didn't give him any chance, and slapped his palm on his chest, instantly shattering the meridians all over his body.

"Damn, you villain, hypocrite, have the courage to fight me openly!" Wu Wushu collapsed to the ground, covered in blood, still looking at He Heng with resentment, as if he wanted to eat his flesh and blood.

He Heng shook his head: "Don't look at me with this kind of eyes, originally with your cultivation, I should have fought with you in an upright way, but unfortunately your skills are not shallow, although I am ten percent sure of killing you, but I'm afraid the movement will not be small, it will not be good for others to know my true face, presumably you don't want me to kill everyone, right?"

"Damn, you...... Despicable!" Wu Wushu struggled angrily, wanting to get up and fight for another three hundred rounds.

Looking at this scene, He Heng shook his head and said in a low voice: "Laughing at the sky, laughing at the world, you two give him a good time!"

"Yes, Lord!" When He Heng's words fell, the two burly figures suddenly appeared beside Wu Wushu and looked at him coldly.

These two people are the sons of Xiao Sanxiao, who took refuge in Chi You's laughter and laughter.

At the beginning of the first battle, the two were defeated by Xiao Sanxiao, and they missed the love of father and son, and did not kill them, and then the two disappeared, but unexpectedly they secretly took refuge in He Heng.

"I didn't expect it! You two also became his lackeys, alas!" Wu Wushu sighed deeply, not knowing whether it was for himself or the people of the land of Shenzhou.

Xiao Aoshi sneered: "Those who know the times are Junjie, who can compete with the Lord in today's world?

In the midst of his laughter, he used all his strength, and slapped his palm on Wu Wu's chest, and the majestic palm power instantly broke through his internal organs, Wu Wushu roared angrily, his eyes widened, and there was no breath.

Xiao shocked the sky and stepped forward to check it, and replied: "Lord, he has no breath anymore." ”

"Really?" He Heng looked at Wu Wu's wide-eyed eyes, and a handprint formed on his hand, which was launched from the Fire Tribulation, and his body was instantly burned to ashes.

Among them, Wu Wushu suddenly jumped up once, trying to sneak attack He Heng, but he was expected to smash his head with a palm.

"This ......" The two of them were a little shocked, and hurriedly knelt down and said: "Lord, the two of us were really careless just now, we didn't see that he faked his death, and I asked the Lord to punish him." ”

He Heng glanced at them and said coldly: "Hmph, forget it this time, you must pay attention next time." When you kill someone, you must not leave a whole corpse, do not chop it into a pulp, your soul will be scattered, you must not be sure that you are dead, you know?"

The two of them hurriedly said: "Obey the order, our brothers must keep in mind the words of the Lord and dare not forget them in the slightest." ”

Here in He Heng, they knew what it means to be ruthless, kill people and never leave a whole corpse, and deeply sigh for their future. This kind of master is so scary.

"That's good, you guys go down!" He Heng glanced at them deeply, then waved his hand, smiled and shook the two of them wiped a cold sweat, and hurriedly left.

He Heng looked at the former palace again, was silent, and turned around and left here.

In the future, no one will know that there are two god-level masters buried here, ending an era.

Sigh the years are like a song, a song of liver and intestines. A few more winds, and finally the rain and wind blew away.