Zhou Heng's heart was surging, as if he had realized something.

There are weaknesses in tricks, there are weaknesses in stones, what about people?

People definitely have structural weaknesses.

It is definitely more difficult to cut through the chest with a sword than to pierce it vertically, because it will touch the bone, which is a very simple truth. And, for the same bone, will the strength of the bone be the same in different parts?

If you can find the weakest place, you can get twice the result with half the effort.

Of course, there is no need to be so troublesome with someone who is weaker than you, and it will be over with a casual sword. But it won't take long for Zhou Heng to go to the immortal realm, maybe at that time, the two heavens of the moon and the bright sky will not be able to suppress him, but the three heavens of the moon and the bright sky will definitely be able to!

In the Immortal Realm, there is a big gap between each small realm that is as big as the great realm of the mortal realm!

When the time comes, there will be strong enemies everywhere!

If he can master this skill, it will greatly improve his combat power!

This can be called ...... Weak point attack, with ten points of strength, deal twelve points, or even twenty points of damage! Combined with Ling Tian Nine Style, the power is endless!

For killing Liu Anqi with one hit, his certainty will be greatly improved.

Ding! Ding!

Zhou Heng stabbed out with a sword, comparing and summarizing from the sound he made. Suddenly, he let out a long roar, brushed and brushed, three swords slashed in a row, and in the flying stone chips, each of these three swords was two inches into the stone!

It worked!

"Zhou, Zhou boy, you took an aphrodisiac just now, why did you become so fierce all of a sudden?" The black donkey's eyes widened, although its current realm was far lower than Zhou Heng's, but the half-step immortal couldn't detect the difference between one inch and two inches?

The so-called last straw that crushed the camel, there is a limit to human beings. When the limit is reached, it is extremely difficult to increase the strength of the slightest bit. What's more, it's doubled in one fell swoop!

"Donkey, one day your mouth will be sewn up. I can't speak in this life!" Zhou Heng laughed, he was in such a happy mood at this time that he didn't bother to get angry with this cheap donkey.

"It's really strange, I didn't take aphrodisiacs so violently, and I paid it back?" the black donkey muttered to himself, "When you encounter a strong enemy in the future, don't you feed him some aphrodisiacs first, so that you won't be invincible?"

“...... I can hear it!" Zhou Heng's face immediately turned black.

Swing the sword and slash again, after holding the trick. Each of Zhou Heng's swords exerted two hundred percent of its power, and the efficiency was greatly improved, and after just over an hour, the legs of this stone table were finally cut off!

This is also because the Feiyu Seven Swords are immortal arts, and the consumption of spiritual power is too great, Zhou Heng had to stop halfway to replenish spiritual power, otherwise it would not take such a long time to be able to swing it all the time.

"Baby, baby of this seat!" the black donkey stretched out his hooves and hugged the crumbs, fascinated.

"Donkey, I have foreseen your two ways of death. It's either cheap to death, or greedy to death!" Zhou Heng shook his head, he had a black sword, and the blue sky stone had little effect on him. But for everyone else around him, it's a treasure!

"This seat is a god from heaven, and you can't die!" said the black donkey shamelessly. While loading the blue sky stone into the space magic weapon.

Zhou Heng didn't stop it, and it was not too late to separate the dirt after going back. Forgive this black donkey for not daring to be really dark - if it dares to be dark, let the snack eater sleep with it every day. Gnawing on its ass in the middle of the night!

"Let's go, we've lost a lot of time!"

A man and a donkey walked through the garden and entered the second palace, and as soon as they entered, a huge pressure hit, making them all almost kneel directly.

Zhou Heng looked up and saw a portrait hanging at the end of the hall, a slender middle-aged man, dressed in a brocade robe, with a thin face, but he had his own domineering spirit, which made people secretly break their hearts when they saw it.

It is from this painting that the huge pressure is revealed, and it is not a direct force to suppress it, but a kind of mental and spiritual suppression!

It must be the Creation King!

Zhou Heng said in his heart, but he had already compared it with Kong Aokun, and came to the conclusion that the strength of the two was between the two!

But Kong Aokun was facing him face to face, and this Creation King was just a portrait, and the gap between the two was ...... It's indescribably big!

Kong Aokun is also already a cultivator who has sublimated the Triple Heaven, but he is only one big realm behind, and the difference in strength is simply unreasonable!

The gap between the immortal realm and the small realm is of course heaven and earth, but the gap between the big realm is even more terrifying.

In the past, when Zhou Heng was in the Triple Heaven at any stage, he could definitely protect himself under an opponent who was a great realm, but if he was placed in the Immortal Realm, it would be far from possible.

It's so much worse!

To be able to defeat the emperor with the realm of a king is already a move against the sky.

Zhou Heng straightened his waist, since it was not a direct force suppression, then he would never bow his head!

Bang, but the black donkey has already knelt down, kneeling to the ground without discipline.

What is the use of the festival for this cheap donkey? It cannot be eaten or used, it is used to throw it on the ground.

Kneel and kneel, anyway, you can get the benefits after the worst.

The cheap donkey seemed to be swimming, paddling its four hooves forward, and its buttocks wrapped in the flower skirt twisted and twisted, which was really disgusting and disgusting.

Zhou Heng resisted the urge to kick out the flying black donkey, and with golden light flowing in his eyes, he moved forward step by step.

In the front place, Liu Anqi was already completely lying on the ground like the black donkey, while Ling Huxuan was better and crawled on the ground with difficulty.

This is the pressure at the level of will, and it has nothing to do with the strength of the body!

This is the difference between a master and a slave.

Zhou Heng said in his heart that although Liu Anqi's realm was much higher than that of Ling Huxuan, as a minion, he was used to following orders, so when he encountered an enemy that was too strong to fight, he quickly chose to be obedient and surrender.

And Ling Huxuan still has the arrogance of a child of a big family, and he is not willing to bend down easily, so he is still persevering, but he can't last too long!

This opponent is the Creator King—even if it's just a portrait!

Zhou Heng has Ling Tian's arrogance, he will never allow himself to bow his head to anyone, let alone throw himself to the ground.

What about the Creator King, who can defeat himself, but never his heart!

He strode forward, his whole body radiant, and under great pressure he was like a great enemy.

Airplanes!

The golden figure above his head floated, under such a terrifying pressure, Zhou Heng had to use all his strength, the golden figure was his god, and it was the embodiment of his consciousness.

Step, step, step, Zhou Heng walked steadily, step by step, extremely fast, and soon surpassed Ling Huxuan and Liu Anqi.

Seeing Zhou Heng walking by, Ling Hu Xuan couldn't help but show a strong look of jealousy, he and Zhou Heng are in a similar realm, why can Zhou Heng move forward, but he is difficult?

This has nothing to do with cultivation, it all depends on the will!

He was quite complacent, and Liu Anqi, who was higher than him, had already gone to rest on his stomach, which was enough to prove his excellence! But he hadn't been happy for long, and Zhou Heng gave him a slap in the face!

That's what people call it excellent!

Gotta kill him!

Ling Hu Xuan's heart was sour, although the fairy world was more excellent than him, but after all, he had never seen it with his own eyes. Right now, Zhou Heng is in front of him, and his strength is not strong, and he doesn't have the wings of the family's bodyguards, how can he miss such a God-given opportunity!

What's more, Zhou Heng still has a star core on his body!

May God bless him and give him a chance to kill Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng was not distracted, and he was firm step by step.

Compared to the pressure of the portrait of the creation king of the elf clan, Ling Hu Xuan's little resentment was really insignificant, and he wanted to kill Zhou Heng, but Zhou Heng had no intention of letting them go, in this case, what was the anger of the dead?

The further he went, the greater the pressure, Kakaka, Zhou Heng's body constantly resounded with the sound of bones moaning, as if he was going to be overwhelmed by the burden and break down.

You must know that Lu Dao is the physique of a magic weapon in the God Realm, he should be invincible in the mortal realm, but now he has to reach the edge of the limit of bearing, how incredible it is!

This will itself did not have any attack power, but in the fierce confrontation, Zhou Heng had to use the strength of his whole body to fight. But this force could not be vented out of the body, and could only rush in his body, and as this amount of accumulation became more and more, it finally caused unbearable pressure on his divine bones.

Either withdraw the strength and no longer fight against this will, or not give in a step, but you will be scarred!

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Heng's mouth, what about the bruises all over his body, has he received fewer injuries since he cultivated?

Come on, come on, show me how terrible the will to create the world is!

Zhou Heng did not back down at all, his way is to move forward bravely, fearlessly, since it is a confrontation at the level of consciousness, he is confident that he will not lose to anyone.

Smack!

The flesh and skin on his body shattered first, and exploded one by one under the impact of his own violent force, and blood sprayed, slightly purple blood all the way.

"Purple blood, the physique of the Divine Transformation Realm magic weapon?" Ling Hu Xuan's heart was shocked, and he suddenly thought of something, but he couldn't think of it for a while.

Zhou Heng didn't seem to be aware of it, and the divine light in his eyes forced out a length of three feet, and he strode forward.

Answer, answer, blood flowed, converging into streams.

"Devouring, Devouring Gold Clan!" Ling Hu Xuan's heart trembled suddenly, and he finally remembered!

That's right, it must be the Gold Devouring Clan, so that they will have the physique of the God Transformation Realm magic weapon when they transform into the God Realm, because this race specializes in cultivating the physique! It's just ...... Wasn't this race exterminated hundreds of thousands of years ago?

Yes, Zhou Heng must have slipped through the net!

Therefore, he has a high talent, because he may be the only remaining hope of the Gold Eater Clan, and he must be the person with the greatest potential in the entire race!

Since this is the case, then he definitely has no background in the immortal world, and there will be no trouble if he kills him!

As soon as he thought of this, a smile suddenly appeared on Ling Huxuan's face. (To be continued......)