In this way, isn't Shui Xiaorou Jiang Heng's own granddaughter?

Ye Xin's gaze at Jiang Heng became even colder, this old guy was so unconscionable, and he didn't have any pity for his granddaughter?!

"Beasts, even their own granddaughters want to be killed, it's really mad and inhumane. ”

Wuzhi looked at the head of the Jiang family who was in a red robe flying in the air and black qi was entwined, shook his head again and again, and sighed with the Buddha's name: "Amitabha." Jiang Shizhu, like you and other great evildoers, as long as you can put down the butcher's knife, you can become a Buddha on the ground, the little monk is willing to spend all your sins for you, return to bliss forever, and achieve true transcendence and eternity. ”

Eternal Bliss? Isn't it just death? Ye Xin couldn't help but glance at Wuzhi, at this time, he even had the heart to ridicule the great enemy in front of him.

"Huh. Hearing this, Jiang Heng looked at Wuzhi curiously, and said mockingly: "Little monk, what do you know about transcendence and eternity? ”

Looking around, Jiang Heng laughed strangely again: "Boom... You don't really think that the deity is still Jiang Heng, right? Mu Lianji back then, Jiang Heng today, is just a shell borrowed by the deity, blood and family affection, what does it have to do with the deity?!"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked in their hearts, and Shui Xuanxuan exclaimed in surprise: "So that's the case! No wonder Mu Lianji seemed to have changed as a person back then! Who are you?!"

"Who is the deity?"

Hearing this question, Jiang Heng's eyes showed a look of pursuit, and then he shouted: "My name is immortal!"

"In the universe, only I will not die, and in the nine heavens and ten earths, only I will not die!"

Hearing such domineering words, Ye Xin couldn't help but sneer and said, "Is it like you who is not a human or a ghost to live?

"Ignorant child, what do you know?!" Jiang Heng snorted coldly, said no more, raised Shui Xiaorou facing the sky, and put a palm against her little head.

Everyone was shocked, not knowing what Jiang Heng wanted, only to see Shui Xiaorou's open eyes suddenly rise with bright colors, and then shoot out two golden rays of light, reflecting the sky.

"Break the pupil of the void, break it for me!"

Jiang Heng looked up to the sky and roared, the wind and clouds were agitated, and the entire green grassland suddenly shook.

Under the illumination of two golden rays, a huge black vortex appeared in the sky, and the whole world became dim, leaving only the boundless vortex of terror spinning wildly.

"Haha, that person's Sealed Illusion is nothing more than that!"

A terrifying suction force came from the huge whirlpool, and the entire green grassland began to become illusory, slowly being sucked into it.

The wind was blowing, and everyone on the grass felt the powerful drag of the black vortex in the sky.

"It turns out that this space is just an illusion. We must stop this demon, once he succeeds in breaking the illusion, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Shui Xuanxuan took the lead in flying, and sacrificed the jade bottle in his hand, and the gurgling holy water turned into a monstrous wave and slapped Jiang Heng in the air.

At this time, another figure appeared in the air, holding an ancient pattern stick entwined with divine fire, and his whole body was shrouded in amazing orange flames, it turned out to be the Fire King who had arrived!

Ye Xin squinted, this Fire King seemed to have a great opportunity, the orange flame gave people a feeling that was obviously stronger than the previous red flame!

But what was stunned was that as soon as the Fire King Fu appeared in this space, the flames on his whole body and the big stick disappeared in an instant, as if they had been snuffed out by an invisible force.

Ye Xin's eyes froze, and he remembered what the ghost-faced powerhouse who only had his head left said before, this space suppressed the power of divine fire!

No wonder his own Void True Flame can't come out, it turns out to be a problem in this space! The power that laid down this illusion space back then must be an unimaginable existence!

The Fire King was shocked when he saw that the flames around him dissipated in an instant, but as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the red-robed ghost face laughing wildly in the air, and boundless hatred instantly rose in his heart!

As far as he knew, it was this red-robed ghost face who killed his father back then!

"Ahh

Jiang Heng's whole body was full of black energy, his red robe was drumming, he looked up to the sky and laughed, looking like crazy, seeing Shui Xuanxuan and the Fire King each holding a magic weapon to attack, his eyes showed contempt, and he snorted: "Just two imitations, I also want to stop the deity!"

I saw Jiang Heng raise his left hand, holding a bronze small tripod in his hand, frantically absorbing the black qi of the three subordinates around him, and then facing the two of Shui Xuan Xuan and the Fire King!

A violent explosion burst into a prosperous firework in the air, filling the sky in an instant.

"Click. Both Shui Xuan and the Fire King looked at the magic weapon in their hands in horror, and shocking cracks stung their eyes.

The power of Qingding, under one blow, actually shattered the Divine Fire Stick and the Holy Water Jade Bottle in the hands of the two of them!

The fragments of the magic weapon fluttered in the wind, swept into the vortex by the terrifying suction, and then spun even more violently.

"Ahh

"Brother Ye Xin. Mu Ziqin subconsciously grabbed Ye Xin's sleeve, and the two of them flew into the air together, completely unable to resist the power of this terrifying whirlpool.

Su Xiaoliang's red clothes fluttered in the wind, his hair flew, looking at the terrifying whirlpool that was getting closer and closer, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he said to Wuzhi beside him: "It's time, Wuzhi." ”

Wuzhi was overjoyed when he heard this, and laughed wildly: "Haha, it's finally time to use a big killing weapon!"

I saw Wuzhi holding the golden bowl in his hand, reciting the magic formula, the glow in the golden bowl shone, and then a broken finger slowly fell, and the seven-colored flames were wrapped around it, and it was not annihilated in this fantasy space!

The finger was only the top half, and there were traces of blood on the cut, and it had not dried up, as if it had just been broken.

The severed finger fell into the air, crushing the surrounding space, rippling with ripples, as if it had slammed on everyone's hearts, which was shocking.

The huge black vortex slowly stopped spinning, and the whole world seemed to stand still, and colorful firelight slowly penetrated from the black vortex, illuminating the world.

"This is..."Ye Xin was shocked, the severed finger that Wuzhi and Su Xiaoliang took out couldn't even withstand this space, and the level was beyond imagination.

The surrounding wind and clouds stopped suddenly, Jiang Heng's smile froze, looked at the severed finger between heaven and earth, and said in shock: "How is it possible?!! How can there be such a thing in Tianmen?!"

Su Xiaoliang ignored Jiang Heng's shock, but held the Seven Demon Qin horizontally in front of him, flicked his fingers, and a wisp of the piano sound sounded between heaven and earth.

There was an inexplicable breath revival under the sound of the severed finger, and the seven-colored flames danced with it, and the terrifying coercion made everyone a little breathless.

In the black whirlpool, the colorful flames became brighter and brighter, and more and more dazzling. In the center of the whirlpool, the black clouds slowly dispersed, as if something was about to come out!

A black dot slowly descended from the center of the whirlpool, and various flames burned on it, emitting endless colorful flames.

The black dot slowly magnified, and finally stopped between heaven and earth, and everyone saw clearly that between the seven-colored flames, there was a mysterious ancient pattern stick!

"This is..."Jiang Heng's eyes widened in horror, his voice trembled and roared: "Nine Days... Divine Fire Stick... How is that possible?!"

Everyone looked up at this divine weapon like a divine weapon inserted in the Nine Heavens, and an infinite sense of fear rose in their hearts. It's as if this stick is the supreme god, the master of the world!

The Fire King stared at this god-like immortal treasure with burning eyes, and his heart was very excited.

Is this the real Nine Heavens Divine Fire Rod?!Is this the divine weapon created by the ancestors of the Fire Family?!Sure enough, it has the power of the heavens and the power of the world!

"The deity finally understood! Haha, no wonder! Although that person was ridiculously strong back then, he was not able to lay down such an illusion with his own strength, and then seal the soul of the deity! I see, that person relied on the power of immortal weapons back then!"

Jiang Heng suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed again, the black qi in his whole body surging wildly, and the red robe flew with the wind.

Su Xiaoliang's eyes were full of color, and he and Wuzhi walked in the air, leading the terrifying severed finger to fly towards the Nine Heavens Divine Fire Rod.

Under the traction of the breath, the Nine Heavens Divine Fire Rods shook slightly, and the entire fantasy space instantly turned into nothing, the surrounding time and space changed, and everyone fell into a cave with an "ah" sound.

In the empty underground world, the mountains and rocks are rugged, quiet and gloomy, and seven divine chains of different colors extend from the surrounding cliffs, gathering in mid-air, wrapped around the Nine Heavens Divine Fire Rod.

All the glow and illusion disappeared without a trace, and the Nine Heavens Divine Fire Rods were as silent as a pool of stagnant water, dim as a piece of dead wood.

The terrifying severed finger and Wuzhi, Su Xiaoliang, and the Fire King were all gone.

"Wooden Mark!"

Shui Xuanxuan suddenly exclaimed, and the others followed the reputation and found that there was one more person next to Jiang Heng.

The same crimson robes, the same lifelike grimace masks, the only difference is that the pair of eyes are like electricity.

Except for Ye Xin and Mu Ziqin, who didn't know about the old things twenty years ago, the rest of the people were shocked in their hearts, could it be that this person was the culprit who caused the tragedy back then, Mu Ziqin's father Mu Lianji?!

"Truly..."

Jiang Heng's momentum was rising, and he raised his voice and laughed: "The deity soul is finally out of trouble, wait..."

"Smack!" Before he finished speaking, the red-robed ghost face that was suspected of being a wooden scar slapped Jiang Heng's face with a palm, and Jiang Heng was a little caught off guard and stunned.

Mu Lianji's eyes were as bright as electricity, his face was frosty, and he made a majestic and indifferent voice: "It's only been twenty years, and the Immortal Immortal Pavilion has been made like this by you?"

"Is this the black-robed holy envoy?Why did you become inhuman and not a ghost?" Mu Lianji raised his right hand lightly, pointed to the black-robed ghost faces around him, and finally looked at the head entwined with black gas in mid-air, and said in a cold voice: "There are still such ghostly things, which are nondescript, and they simply tarnish the prestige of the Immortal Immortal Pavilion!"

Speaking of the last sentence, Mu Lianji's voice suddenly became higher, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and then he pointed out.

A wisp of black smoke flew out of his fingertips, passing through the head and the faces of the three black-robed ghosts, and the eyes of the four of them dimmed instantly, and then their bodies dissipated, turning into a cloud of black gas, and were sucked into this wisp of black smoke.

Seeing this scene, everyone present was shocked and frightened, and even Jiang Heng couldn't help but tremble.

As soon as he pointed out, he made the four powerhouses of the second realm disappear and disappear in an instant, which was really terrifying!

Mu Lianji withdrew the wisp of black smoke, blew lightly, and the black smoke dissipated, and then raised his gaze and looked in the direction of Mu Ziqin, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a strange smile.

"My daughter, are they all so old? Twenty years have passed, what a snap of a finger. ”