Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Night Is Long

Disheveled!

A terrifying sword light cut through the layers of prohibitions, shattering the heart of the formation, and He Heng and the others quickly passed through the dense thickness.

"Huh~~, I didn't expect that even after such a long time, the test formation laid by the ancient power still exists, this kind of magic power is really unimaginable. Yu Shuyan said yearningly.

Ji Xikong and the others also nodded in deep agreement, there is a forbidden sky formation above Yuanzaizhou, they can only choose to pass through this layer of dense forest to reach Qingyao Mountain, and it is inevitable to face many formation prohibitions here, just now they fell into a simplified version of the ancient killing formation, several people joined forces, and it took three hours to forcibly break through the formation and come out under the condition that they were all reserved.

And this kind of formation is not uncommon in this area.

Originally, with the cultivation of He Heng and a few people, it would be enough to go to Qingyao Mountain for half a day at most, but now they have walked for three days and three nights, and they are still half a distance away from Qingyao Mountain.

Swallowing a pill, Ji Xikong's pale complexion recovered a little, and he looked at He Heng, who was also a little sluggish, and he sighed: "Brother He, the consumption of several of us is not shallow, and the road ahead is even more dangerous, so let's repair it first and then move forward." ”

He Heng nodded solemnly: "Now it's the only way to go, just according to Brother Ji's words."

As he spoke, his and Ji Xikong's eyes quietly collided, and at the same time, a fine light burst out.

The dusk passed quickly, the sky and the earth were dark, and the dense forest was filled with endless secluded forests, and from time to time there was the roar of strange beasts, and the cold enveloped the place.

He Heng sat on the top of an ancient tree with a solemn face, overlooking this jungle.

The night could not cover his eyes, and the terrible beasts were not enough to threaten him.

What he is waiting for is the person he is waiting for.

Not only him, but not far from him at this moment, the four of Ji Xikong were also waiting a little nervously - although they still looked calm, Ji Xikong and the two women were talking and laughing, but Ji Guikong could sense the tense power in the three of them.

The corners of his mouth slightly hooked up a treacherous sneer, and Ji Guikong stood aside, motionless, like a statue, unchanged for eternity. A gray robe enveloped his body in the night, making him more like a lonely ghost crawling from hell.

The night is long, and the loneliness is boundless. In the cold wind howling, the time quietly arrived late at night.

Ji Xikong suddenly frowned a little, and looked around, as if he was a little puzzled. Yu Shuyan suddenly looked at He Heng, frowned, and said, "I've been waiting for so long, do you want to call him over, I don't think there will be anything going on tonight." And it's all together, we should be safer......"

"No!" Ji Xikong stretched out a hand suddenly, his skin was as white as jade, and the crystal color was enough to make most women jealous, and while he was thinking about waiting, he shook his hand firmly at Yushuyan, glanced at where He Heng was, and said indifferently: "Senior sister, there are some things you don't understand, so don't say more, otherwise it will be a little difficult for junior brother to do." ”

Yushuyan's heart throbbed, and she only felt that Ji Xikong at this moment seemed to have changed into a person, without the usual gentleness and tenderness, and became cold, as if her master was like her, and her heart reached the eternal and unchanging realm of death and silence that belonged to the Taiyin Star-

Too forgetful, too ruthless!

Ji Guikong's face was also moved, and Ji Xikong suddenly turned his head to look at him, without the slightest emotion in his eyes, just like He Heng who was still sitting on the top of the tree at the moment.

When the breeze blows, the woods "rustle", and the withered yellow leaves fall to the ground, which is the end of the leaves falling back to the roots.

He Heng felt the aura of slaughter.

"It's finally here!"

Yikes!

Although there was no sound of voice, and there was not the slightest trace of killing intent, but He Heng's mellow Dao heart felt an unprecedented crisis, his body and mind were cold, he turned around without hesitation, Taiji Heaven and Earth were activated, all the True Yuan was mobilized, the Divine Eight Tribulations and the Earth Tribulation were fully used, the Heavenly Evil Treasure Sutra was urged with all its might, the Four Elephants Law was generous and glorious, and the rarely used black killing curse was also used, as well as the Heavenly Treasure Jian......

In an instant, He Heng's tense spirit was released with all his might, and the strength of his body was like an arrow from the string, bursting out with the most brilliant power.

A round of Taiji diagram across the heaven and earth rises brilliantly, rotating in the midst of birth and death, the two qi of yin and yang are endless, and they are endlessly derived.

This is the strongest blow that He Heng roared from the Fengyun World when he returned, there are no gorgeous words to describe its brilliance, only pure invincible crushing.

But on the opposite side of him there was only one of the deepest sword lights, scarlet and pitch black, condensing extreme power, and the only purpose of existence was ...... Kill!

Kill Kill!

This is the most filthy and terrible thought of death, why Heng's life is only seen, but I have to be amazed by it, just because it is too pure.

Like himself.

The only purpose of his existence in life is to pursue the higher path, to seek eternity and transcendence, or to end the self.

And the only will contained in this sword light is to kill, destroy all life, and end everything.

Killing the heavens and the earth, killing the gods, killing the demons, killing the father and killing the mother, and finally ...... Kill yourself!

Rumble!

There are 60 moments with a flick of the fingers, and 900 lives and deaths in an instant.

It was just a matter of life and death, and the Taiji diagram collided with the sword light.

At the moment of contact, the sword light suddenly turned scarlet, and endless murderous aura surged out, piercing everything and strangling everything.

The Taiji diagram actually has a tendency to crack.

A trace of fierceness flashed in He Heng's eyes, his face turned red, and he exerted all his strength to inject it into the Taiji diagram, and the two qi of yin and yang rotated, intertwined with the terrifying murderous aura.

A moment later, an explosion roared, and the tremendous force spread for miles and miles, and everything was reduced to powder in an instant.

In the dust, He Heng's figure appeared in it, his face was extremely pale, and there was a blood stain on his chest, which was a sword wound.

Shen Nian poked out, scanning everything within a radius of a hundred miles with all his might, and under his gloomy face, He Heng muttered: "One thought to kill, Yama Palace, Qin Lifeng!"

"You can't escape. ”

With a cold killing intent, suppressing the injury with the Supreme Creation Treasure Book of the Great God of Nuwa, although he faintly noticed that there was also a great change in Ji Xikong, but at this moment He Heng had only one thought.

Kill him!

In that fight just now, he didn't see the other party at all, and he didn't even hear a sound at all, but it was the most terrifying battle since he achieved the Dao Fetal Realm, and life and death were only in an instant.

How could he let that terrible opponent escape?

"Although the Yama Palace's one-thought killing is a supreme killing path secret technique, which has created the powerful characteristics of the cultivators of the Yama Palace's one-hit kill, it also makes you have a fatal weakness, that is, if the first blow does not kill the opponent, you will not have the spare strength to strike a second blow...... Qin Lifeng, the best contemporary assassin of the Yama Palace, among the disciples of the Yama Hall here, you are the only one who has the strength to threaten me, and today I will give you death!"

Whew~Whew~~!

As the raging storm surged, darkness and cold filled everything.

In the darkness of the night, a ghostly figure shuttled through the jungle, and behind him, a terrifying qi machine crushed and was unstoppable.

The ghost's methodical pace rarely changed slightly, making it frown, and for the first time it made a sound, unusually dark and cold.

"It seems that my skills have been somewhat sparse, and I have not suffered the consequences of defeat for too long?" 1910