When the handsome son heard Wang Fatzi's remarks, he was greatly displeased, staring at Jiang Heng and narrowing his eyes.

"Elder Wu, you persuade these Taoist friends."

The old man bowed down and agreed, and when his white beard fluttered, his body rose from the ground.

The right hand slapped out with one palm and blasted at the unashamed Wang Fatzi.

The surging mana is like an ice dragon surveying the sky, and the frost is cold.

Before he reached Wang Fatzi, he almost froze him.

Jiang Heng frowned slightly, his wrist flipped over, and the chaotic green lotus seed was hidden in his palm, jumping in front of Wang Fatzi.

Bang!

The white-bearded old man's body shook, half a step back, and a blood hole was pierced by the Chaos Blue Lotus Seed in his palm.

Jiang Heng snorted, blood burst out from the corner of his mouth, and he retreated three feet away.

The five internal organs tremble, and the severe pain in the abdomen is unbearable!

After a move, the two of them instantly understood their respective cultivations and were surprised.

The strength of the white-bearded old man is nine folds in the Spirit Seed Realm!

Judging by the situation, his original cultivation should have been in the Kunlun realm.

It's just to protect that handsome boy that he slashed himself from the realm to the ninefold spirit seed realm!

And when Jiang Heng was half-full in Yao Pond, he was a cultivator, and he couldn't be treated as an ordinary Qi Condensation Realm cultivator!

"This is the immortal order of Rotten Ke Mountain, and you can worship my sect with this. You're good, don't waste your qualifications! The handsome prince threw Jiang Heng a white jade pendant.

"Thank you. Not uncommon. Jiang Heng took the white jade pendant, urged the Chaos Immortal Formula, and instantly extracted the essence of the spirit essence inside.

"Young man, I don't know how thick the sky is, so I can do it myself!" The white-bearded old man stared at the jade powder floating in Jiang Heng's palm, and almost fainted with anger.

You know, this is a gift that is difficult for many people to kneel in front of the mountain gate and beg for a hundred years!

And now, this arrogant guy has actually refined and absorbed him as a treasure of heaven and earth......

"It's very good, this brother, can you give me a few more?" Jiang Heng burped, still unfinished.

He had already refined the newly born layer of golden spiritual liquid to restore his internal and external wounds!

"Poof!" Chen Lingwan was amused by Jiang Heng's insatiable greed.

Wang Fatzi said with a big grin: "Donkey hair is stuffed in your ears? A word of advice, take it out quickly! My Son wants what you want, and he can afford you......"

"Look for death!" The handsome boy's face turned red with anger, and he was scolded by Wang Fatzi for a second.

But later, he was attracted by Chen Lingwan's peerless appearance, shook the white folding fan, and came to the beauty's side.

"In the rotten Keshan Song Wufeng, dare to ask the girl's name?"

Chen Lingwan heard Song Wuji's voice, raised her head and glanced at the handsome son, and was immediately stunned.

"My name is Chen Lingwan, a Bloody Sword Sect cultivator......" Chen Lingwan's mechanical voice sounded beside Jiang Heng.

"Zhong Lingyu is beautiful, clear and graceful, good name!" Song Wujian ignored Jiang Heng's existence and gracefully offered his courtesy to Chen Lingwan.

Wang Fatzi was stunned, and he sent a message to Jiang Heng with righteous indignation, "I didn't expect Senior Sister Chen to be so self-loving, just after taking a look, her soul was snatched away......

Jiang Heng's face turned pale, and he walked in front of Chen Lingwan indifferently, "Song Wuji, you dare to cast an evil spell on my friend...... Don't worry, I'll kill you. ”

After that, Jiang Heng's eyes suddenly flashed with blood-colored killing intent, and his gaze pierced the depths of Song Wuji's eyes.

This is the mysterious pupil method that Jiang Heng realized when he was studying the Heaven Devouring Demon Skill, [Blood Killing Mang]!

Song Wujian was unguarded, and Jiang Heng invaded his heart, and the corners of his eyes flowed red bloodshots, and he almost went mad.

gasped for air, and hurriedly raised the white folding fan to block Jiang Heng's eye attack.

Shhh

The white paper fan is broken into several petals, and there is no fire and spontaneous combustion!

"Kill him, count me in!" Chen Lingwan's face became extremely cold, and the killing intent in her heart was no less than Jiang Heng.

"And me!" Wang Fatzi slapped the hilt of the sword obliquely, and directly flew the sword manually!

The white-bearded old man's middle finger and thumb interlocked, and with a "dang" sound, the long sword of the fat man Wang was broken from it!

"Are you doing this to completely tie up with Rotten Keshan?"

"So what?" Jiang Heng was noncommittal.

"I'm afraid you don't know yet, even your sect master, when you see my mountain master, you have to bow down!" The old man of white jade said sharply.

"I don't believe it!" Wang Fatzi raised half of his long sword and continued to stab forward.

The Great Soul Devouring Sword Technique, he has practiced in every possible way, and he has already mastered it!

Several strands of hair were cut off from Song Wuji's shoulders by Wang Fatzi.

"Kill him, Old Wu, you kill him now!" Song Wuqian commanded sharply.

"We'll kill you first!" Chen Lingwan couldn't help but say, and also urged the Great Soul Devouring Sword Technique to form a linkage with Wang Fatzi.

"How can you miss me?!" Jiang Heng smiled heroically, raised his sword finger slightly, and used the same Great Soul Devouring Sword Technique!

In an instant, Song Wuji's arm was almost cut off by Jiang Heng, and the delicate Dao robe was also cut a half-foot-long opening.

"You've me off completely!" Song Wujian was almost crazy, and a wisp of dry ecliptic light overflowed between his eyebrows, "Old Wu, set up a formation to kill the enemy!" ”

"Childe, look at the bottom of the valley, that mysterious spirit seed has been born!" The white-bearded old man muttered, forgetting to join forces with Song Wujian to arrange the formation.

The withered zodiac light formed a supernatural magic array, firmly sticking Jiang Heng and the three of them.

The appearance of the circle is very similar to half a chessboard.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the mana of Chen Lingwan and Wang Fatzi is passing quickly.

On the chessboard, black and white gradually solidified and precipitated.

"Absorb the spirit stones!" Wang Fatzi reminded him, holding a handful of spirit stones in each hand and desperately absorbing refining and supplementing cultivation.

Although Jiang Heng didn't have the mana to pass, he was also bound by that magic circle and it was difficult to break free!

"Don't say it's you, it's a master of the stargazing realm, after you get hit, you have to stay honestly for five hundred years before you can get out!" Song Wujian pinched the trick in his hand and said with a smile.

The name of this magic circle is called Chess Fate Waiting for Move!

Song Wuji's strength is also a condensation realm!

He originally planned to spend the Spirit Seed Realm in the Immortal Luan Valley and forcefully announce the existence of Rotten Ke Mountain in the world!

Jiang Heng took advantage of Song Wuji's distraction, and the sword finger in his right hand kept carving, casting the magic circle that was controlled by others.

Folded Immortal Array!

Laugh at!

The cyan light collided with the dry ecliptic light, creating a storm that tore through several spatial cracks!

Chen Lingwan and Wang Fatzi got out smoothly and almost withered.

The battle between Jiang Heng and Song Wujian fell into a draw!

At this moment, in the Immortal Luan Valley, the thunder roared, and the peerless secret treasure appeared!

A golden glow, like a headless fly, rushed left and right at the bottom of the valley.

Looking at the situation, that golden light seemed to be Jiang Heng who was dodging!

"Childe, kill them, there will be time in the future! Now, hurry up and snatch the spirit seed! The white-bearded old man shouted violently, and slapped a palm at Jiang Heng's acupoint.

The blood-colored sword at the center of Jiang Heng's eyebrows and the jade slip given by Chen Wuxian came out in response, and he actually wanted to reverse Jiang Heng and reach out to grab the golden light!

Fortunately, Jiang Heng withstood psychological hypnosis and did not completely collapse!

"Be careful! Defend quickly! Chen Lingwan snorted and didn't wake up Jiang Heng, who was stunned.

frowned, tried to stand up, and protected Jiang Heng's side.

At the same time, a section of jade white lotus root arm was stretched out, and five fingers became claws.

After looking at the things in the golden light, after distinguishing a breath, a suction force was generated from the palm of the palm.

Bang!

Chen Lingwan's body was hit by a white-bearded old man, holding a touch of gold in his hand, like a kite with a broken string, and his delicate body fell into the distance.

"Jiang Heng, fat man, let's go quickly...... This time, it seems that I really can't beat ......," Chen Lingwan said, her face was sallow, as thin as gold paper.

Song Wujian ingested the remaining things and was slightly disappointed, "Old Wu, what is this piece of wood?" ”

"Like...... Is it the legendary Laurel Spiritual Root?! Childe, put it away! The white-bearded old man's voice trembled.

The most precious thing is naturally the laurel spirit seed!

But now, it was snatched away by Jiang Heng and the three who arrived last, how can people not be annoyed?

"The laurel spirit seed was snatched away by Chen Lingwan, son, go chase after me!"

Jiang Heng held Chen Lingwan in both hands and ran wildly with Wang Fatzi all the way.

Wang Fatzi gasped, without the slightest complaint, and caught up, "Senior Brother Jiang, wait for me!" ”

There's a cliff ahead!

Jiang Heng retracted his body in time, but was knocked under the cliff by Wang Fatzi!

Tumbling all the way, Jiang Heng buried Chen Lingwan's face in his chest to prevent her from hanging flowers.

For a long time, in the secret realm, the chasing soldiers sent by Song Wujian were gone.

Jiang Heng and the three of them fell in front of a stone tomb gate at the bottom of the cliff.

The fat man was touched by a stone and fainted.

Chen Lingwan was so seriously injured that she almost took a breath to survive.

"Jiang Heng, you take the laurel spirit seed and go. I don't know, when will that Song Wujian find here...... There is a more cherished laurel spirit seed, presumably the head master also agrees! ”

Jiang Heng shook his head and laughed miserably, and forcefully suppressed the blood-colored little sword imprint that glittered his eyebrows.

What he doesn't love the most is to owe people karma.

Put the fat man on his back and stuff a recovery elixir into his mouth.

He closed his eyes and planned carefully, and sighed helplessly.

Chen Lingwan's physique was not strong in the first place, but now that she was seriously injured enough to be fatal, it was not difficult for the Laurel Spirit Seed to refine and absorb!

After Jiang Heng pondered, the sword finger of his right hand was slightly raised, and a wisp of mana was sent to the laurel spirit seed, refining the essence of the sixty percent spiritual essence.

The remaining laurel spirit seed has shrunk to be small and cute, and it can be refined into a natal thing by Chen Lingwan herself.

"Jiang Heng, why don't you hand over the spirit seed to the head master?" Chen Lingwan grabbed the spirit stone with both hands to breathe, and said weakly.

"You were seriously injured because you covered my acupoint...... First, I have to save you. Otherwise, my Dao heart will be flawed, and it will not be beneficial to cultivation! Jiang Heng smiled.

"Moreover, I have decided to kill Song Wujian and the old man! The laurel spirit root, don't you have to return it to me? ”

Chen Lingwan knew that Jiang Heng was not a mother-in-law, so she no longer shirked and began to refine the laurel spirit seed that had dried up a lot.

The laurel spirit seed has a strong power of Taiyin in it, which is very compatible with Chen Lingwan's physique.

It's only been five breaths, and her injured body has been greatly recovered!

Jiang Heng operated his divine sense, covering the range of three zhang.

The scene behind the stone tomb door puzzled Jiang Heng.

[The skeleton of a monk with two wings on his back, and next to it is a metal rod that has rotted into mortal iron.] 】

[The two ends of the stick are engraved with the ancient seal of the word "Lei Zhen"! 】