153 Grinding (Chapter 7)

After half a ring.

The Netherworld Corpse Emperor, who was still standing in place, lowered his head and looked at his penetrated heart, with a look of surprise on his face.

"To this extent?"

He touched his heart, and it was visible to the naked eye that as a stream of black qi gushed out from the dantian, his physical body was also recovering rapidly.

But in the blink of an eye, it was intact.

"Senpai!"

At this moment, Wan Ye also flew from a distance, and he couldn't help frowning when he saw the other party's situation.

"He escaped?"

"Don't worry!"

The Nether Corpse Emperor glanced up at him, "He can't escape." ”

"I hope so!"

Even in the face of the Netherworld Corpse Emperor, Wan Xie was unceremonious: "I can't imagine that my predecessors couldn't stop him." ”

"I was also surprised. ”

Nether Corpse Emperor's eyes flickered: "There must be some secret on his body, otherwise it would be impossible for his strength to grow by leaps and bounds in such a short period of time." In short, I was careless!"

"Who doesn't have a secret!"

Wan Xie sneered: "If the predecessors can have today, is there no unknown background?"

"Hehe......"

In the face of the cold words of all evils, the Netherworld Corpse Emperor was not angry: "Zhao is not as good as you, there have been many ups and downs along the way, and it is a fluke to have today." ”

"The seniors are modest!"

The two of them talked and walked, and they arrived at the secret gap guarded by Sun Heng not long after.

It's just that the void here is distorted, and if it is not lawful, even if the Netherworld Corpse Emperor falls into it, it will be nine deaths.

The two of them raised their heads, and their eyes crossed thousands of miles and landed on the top of a mountain in the upper part of the secret realm.

There, Sun Heng, who was covered in injuries, looked at himself coldly.

The injuries on his body were not light, and even from a distance, it could be seen that his breath was extremely weak.

A sword on the waist of ten thousand evils, a punch in the back of the Netherworld Corpse Emperor, can survive the situation of both in the body, and there are few people in the world.

If it weren't for Sun Heng's strong body, amazing defensive power, and a Xuanwu true body of an ancient demon clan, I am afraid that he would also die on the spot!

Now, his broken armor has retracted into the dantian, and the flesh is full of blood and death, even if it is the Bodhi Divine Light, it is difficult to suppress.

The skin on his body was sometimes rotten and black, sometimes splattered with blood, and it looked miserable.

But his expression remained the same, and his eyes were even more bright, looking directly at the two of them from afar.

"Nether Corpse Emperor!"

Sun Heng sat on the top of the mountain and said coldly into the distance: "If he succeeds in cultivation one day, I will kill you!"

His voice was indifferent, as if he was ordinary, but the sound of his voice caused the Netherworld Corpse Emperor to feel a sense in his heart, and his face sank.

This is an oath from the heart and a word from the word!

As soon as these words come out, the two of them will never die in the future, and there will be no room for loopback!

"And you!"

Sun Heng's eyes turned and looked at Wan Evil: "Whether it is Ling Fox Injury or today's events, you and I will never die!"

With Sun Heng's character, being able to say such heavy words is obviously angry.

"Yes, very good!"

The Nether Corpse Emperor looked directly at Sun Heng, nodded slightly, and his voice became heavy: "I hope you can have this opportunity." ”

Although Sun Heng can't be taken seriously by him now, the potential revealed has to be taken seriously.

A pair of dark eyes also faintly glowed with murderous intent.

And Wan Xie laughed disdainfully on the side, completely ignoring Sun Heng's threat.

Even with a twitch of the corners of his mouth, he turned around and fled into the distance.

As Sun Heng said, this person's heart is indeed different from ordinary people!

The Nether Corpse Emperor smiled coldly, and rolled up a black cloud and sat cross-legged in mid-air, intending to stay ahead of this gap.

His cultivation is profound, and he is also the top existence in the entire Northern Regions.

At this time, it was even more different from just now, his strength was not restricted, and his aura was only slightly revealed, and the hundreds of Northern Regions Alliance monks in the secret realm were already trembling.

If it weren't for the protection of the formation, and even more so across a distorted place of the void, they would have already scattered and fled.

Even the Dushuangying in the later stage of Daoji was pale, encouraging him to maintain the formation.

A land of thousands of miles, for such a master, is almost within reach!

They were just affected by it, and the pressure on Sun Heng who was facing him could be imagined.

"Hmm!"

A muffled grunt sounded from his mouth.

The deep qi that he had barely suppressed in his body was attracted by the breath in the distance, and it suddenly exploded.

The Blood Slaughter Sword also took the opportunity to make trouble, and the all-devouring sword intent went straight into the soul along the skin.

In an instant, Sun Heng's sea of consciousness was full of dead air and blood, and the world in the illusion was like a hell.

The physical body was even more unbearable, and the sword wounds and the explosion of fist strength just made the surrounding Li Xu turn into a dead place.

The strength of the Netherworld Corpse Emperor's fist contains his true intent of the primordial gods, and the death qi condensed from tens of thousands of years is even more extraordinary, and others will die on the spot if they touch it.

Sun Heng took a punch from him, how could he be unharmed?

The Blood Slaughter Sword in the hands of ten thousand evils is the treasure of the primordial gods, and the power contained in it is far beyond imagination, although it is only an inconspicuous sword wound, but it is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and it is also very difficult.

"King Kong Ming Jue!"

Pinching the trick with both hands, Sun Heng drank in his mouth, and a golden ape suddenly jumped up from his heart, sitting cross-legged in the middle of the sea.

The soft but pure Buddha light emerged from the golden ape, blocking the dead qi and the sea of blood, and also stabilized the illusion of the sea of consciousness.

There is also a golden light in the flesh, and the remaining vitality in the body is firmly guarded.

"Open!"

With a low roar, his body shook slightly, and his qi and blood exploded.

With the blessing of the King of Vajra Ming and the restoration of the Bodhi Divine Light, the vitality inside Sun Heng's body was also activated.

But from the outside, his condition is still extremely bad.

The wound on his waist became bigger and bigger, and the gloomy black qi on his back began to spread in all directions.

It's not fast, but it's not slow.

It can be seen with the naked eye that in the Li Xu around him, the blood light is churning, the corpse is roaring, and it is a scene where no one is allowed to enter.

In this case, outsiders can't get close to each other even if they want to help.

Even the snake demon Xiaobai was forced away from afar, and he could only do it in a hurry from a distance.

They could clearly perceive that Sun Heng's aura was weakened little by little under the attack of the other two breaths, and it almost disappeared.

"Senpai!"

Du Shuangying was even more worried: "I'll summon the sect and let the elders help you." ”

"Not necessarily. ”

Sun Heng's indifferent voice came from the place filled with black air: "Watch the gap, don't let the people of Jinting sneak in, I'm fine." ”

His voice was flat, which relieved the others a little.

Inside, Sun Heng's situation was extremely thrilling, and the collapse of his physical body was already visible to the naked eye.

For him, the trauma on his body at this time was undoubtedly very serious, even serious to the point of endangering his life, far from being as calm as it was revealed.

But again, it's also a grind!

Pain, suffering, while torturing his body, will also force out the potential of his physical body, making him stronger.

For Sun Heng, the corpse qi of the Netherworld Corpse Emperor and the blood light of the Blood Slaughter Sword are calamities, but they can also be turned into food for strengthening and cultivating!

This kind of experience, he used to have.

If it were possible, he would never choose this method of surviving to the death!

But after decades of terrifying fugitive life, to now being chased, besieged, and on the front line of life and death many times, under such strong pressure, he also completely let go of the idea of stable cultivation, gritted his teeth and began to work hard!

As long as I don't die, I'll be stronger!