Ling Hu Heng was noncommittal, smiling silently. In fact, he had already stepped into the Mahayana period three days ago, but Xiong Heng didn't feel it at all, and he only vaguely guessed it.

Since absorbing the emperor's primordial spirit, Ling Hu Heng's cultivation has become a thousand miles a day, and he can see Xiong Heng's envy, jealousy and hatred. Because the emperor had already survived the catastrophe, when Ling Hu Heng was promoted, there was no heavenly thunder coming, as if he had forgotten him in the world. As for whether there will be any sequelae, Ling Huheng doesn't care, if he really kills himself at that time, it's just fate playing tricks.

Since Ling Hu Heng was promoted to the Void Period a year ago, Xiong Heng couldn't see through his cultivation, and could only guess by feeling. But Xiong Heng would never have thought that what he had worked hard for all his life would be completed by Ling Huheng in just over three years!

Seeing that Linghu Heng didn't answer, Xiong Heng groaned for a while and said, "Boy, Lao Tzu plans to break into him today." With the cultivation of the two of us, even if we can't break through, at least we can get out of the way, and try again next time. This ghost place, Lao Tzu really doesn't want to stay one more day. ”

Linghu Heng bowed his head and agreed: "Okay, I also want to see the power of the Nine Nine Xuantian Trapped Demon Great Array set up by the predecessors of the Ancient Sword Sect as soon as possible, and see if it is really like the legend of 'Trapped Demon Hundred Years Demon Death'." But, old madman, your body has been destroyed, what are your plans when you get out?"

Xiong Heng was silent for a moment and said: "Lao Tzu is too lazy to lie to you, to be honest, after so many years in the Trapped Demon Abyss, Lao Tzu's resentment towards your Ancient Sword Sect has already faded a lot, and revenge is no longer the most important thing." What Lao Tzu wants most at present is to find Qiongbi Xianzhi and reshape his body. Then return to the Holy Gate. ”

Ling Hu Heng said jokingly: "Old madman, this Qiongbi Xianzhi is not easy to take. If you can't get it, what will you do?"

Xiong Heng said proudly: "Lao Tzu doesn't have Qiongbi Xianzhi. It can also reshape the flesh. It's just that they all hurt the heavens and the peace, but I am afraid that when the time comes, I will be punished by heaven, and I will not be able to cultivate a true immortal forever, and the gains will outweigh the losses. However, the method that your kid taught to Lao Tzu is really good, Fu Shen is in the 'White Bone Nether Pearl', you can keep the Yuan Shen alive, and there seems to be nothing tight about reshaping the body. ”

Ling Huheng listened. couldn't help laughing: "I said that you are not afraid of heaven and earth, but you are afraid of being damned!"

Xiong Heng snorted, scolded Ling Huheng a few words, and then said: "What do you know, don't talk about Lao Tzu, it's a scattered immortal, a true immortal, which one is not afraid of heaven's curse? Otherwise, with their strength, why don't they show up in Tianyu." Just one can turn the world upside down. But who have you seen do this for thousands of years, and who are not equally afraid of being damned?"

Ling Hu Heng was not convinced, and said disapprehantly: "Then you killed people at every turn before. If you run rampant against the lawless, you are not afraid of being punished by heaven?"

Xiong Heng shook his head and said, "This is different. It's two different things. Lao Tzu even killed the cultivators and sucked their essence blood. God doesn't let out half a fart. But if the river collapses the sea, causing misery to all living beings, or abusing mana. Kill people who have no cultivation at will, you see, God doesn't care. ”

Linghu Heng said in his heart: "Those who claim to be in the way of heaven are dead, who else will preside over the way of heaven?"

But after thinking about it, he understood: "This is also another balance hidden in the Heavenly Dao, right? If it weren't for that, a master like the Evil Monarch and the Emperor could indeed power Ling Tianyu with his own strength. After all, if a person commits a heavenly wrath and is punished by heaven, even a great immortal like the evil monarch will not dare to mess around at will. ”

He thought for a while and asked, "Then do you have any other way?" For some reason, Ling Huheng suddenly became enthusiastic about the bearish matter.

Xiong Heng sneered: "The Medicine God Valley is not a Longtan Tiger's Den, at the beginning, Lao Tzu even dared to go up to the Ancient Sword Mountain, what is the Medicine God Valley?"

Ling Hu Heng was silent, Xiong Heng smiled and said, "Boy, don't just talk about me, what do you want to do after you get out of the Trapped Demon Abyss, do you want to go back to the Ancient Sword Sect?"

In the past three years, when the two were chatting, he had already understood what happened to Ling Huheng and the causes and consequences of falling into the trapped demon abyss, so he asked.

Ling Hu Heng was stunned by Xiong Heng's question, in the four years he was trapped in the Demon Yuan, he always thought about how to improve his cultivation, how to get out, and the people he cared about, but he really didn't think about what to do after he really went out.

Ling Hu Heng was silent for a long time before he said slowly: "I still have to go back to Gujian Mountain, where ...... There are people I care about. Then, I have to find the person who framed me back then, find Lingyao, and ask her why she wants to identify me and what she is going to do next, I don't know. ”

Xiong Heng nodded and said, "If there is really no place to go at that time, you might as well come to the Holy Gate to find Lao Tzu." For the sake of you and I who have been in the Trapped Demon Yuan for four years, Lao Tzu guarantees that you will walk sideways in the world of cultivating immortals, and you will be at ease in the wind, rain, and rain. ”

Ling Huheng didn't answer, he never thought of mixing with Xiong Heng, in his subconscious, he was still a disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect, and he wanted to divide the boundary with the Demon Sect. In addition, Ling Huheng also suppressed a strong desire in his heart, he really hoped to see Yang Zhishuang, whether it was wandering the world with her, or being old in a lonely mountain, it was also excellent to think about it. But four years have passed, will she still be waiting for herself? Thinking of this, Ling Hu Heng couldn't help but feel a tingling in his heart.

He shook his head violently, as if he wanted to leave all these distracting thoughts behind, his spirit perked up, and said: "These things will be talked about later, let's go and stab the Ninety-Nine Xuantian Trapped Demon Great Array first, and rush out of the Trapped Demon Abyss!"

The five elements are based on the nine heavens, the nine heavens are in the shape, the yin and yang are locked and the chaos is controlled, the heaven and the earth are forbidden and the sun and the moon are extinguished, and it is the ninety-nine Xuantian trapped demon immortal array.

In the center of the large array hangs a fairy talisman, called "Xuantian Falling Thunder Great Ming Fu", it is rumored to be from the ancient flood of the immortal treasure, the age has long been unavailable.

Fu is quenched by the thunder of the sky, condenses the treasure light of heaven and earth, contains the essence of yin and yang, the qi of chaos, and the creation of ghosts and gods.

Around the "Xuantian Falling Thunder Great Ming Fu", there are six fairy swords, although the appearance is not large, but the power is amazing. They are "Flowing Frost", "Red Xia", "Purple Lightning", "Qingyun", "Golden Thunder", and "Black Wind", which are as straight as the stars holding the moon, and they are secretly in harmony with the Liuhe.

These six immortal swords are all the ancient sword sects of the past dynasties A hundred years ago, when they injected their own essence and blood, Jian Feng pointed out, even if it was a Da Luo Jin Immortal, he didn't dare to ignore it.

The Ninety-Nine Xuantian Trapped Demon Great Array was full of sunshine, auspicious clouds, and there were six sword arch guards. Once attacked, the six swords will come out together, shocking the earth, and Pei Mo can resist.

Whoever enters the battle, no matter how peerless his cultivation is, he will also be scattered for it, and there will be no return.

And Xiong Heng and Ling Hu Heng broke through several levels in a row and went straight to the formation, which was something that had never happened in the Nine-Nine Xuantian Trapped Demon Great Array for thousands of years, and suddenly shocked the new changes in the Nine-Nine Xuantian Trapped Demon Great Array.

The six immortal swords suddenly skyrocketed, like a rainbow outside the sky, striking out countless purple and red sword rays, and the glow in the immortal array surged, and the sword aura soared into the sky.

Xiong Heng and Ling Huheng stood side by side, separated by several zhang, leaning on each other's angles, struggling to resist the overwhelming impact of the sword.

The spiritual power of the six immortal swords seemed to be endless, and they attacked continuously for more than half an hour, not only did they not exhaust in the slightest, but they attacked the two of them more and more violently.

Linghu Heng and Xiong Heng, one holding the "No Blade" fairy sword and the other "White Bone Netherworld Pearl", protected the whole body impermeable, Rao is so, it is difficult to move forward half a step.

Xiong Heng couldn't help but scolded: "His grandmother's, those old guys are so fucking hateful, they still have to be blamed after hundreds of years of death, Lao Tzu has to break through your bullshit array today, and spit on you a few more times!"

Ling Hu Heng had long been accustomed to Xiong Heng's foul language, and said disapprerovingly: "Old madman, if you have the ability, keep your strength to deal with these six fairy swords, don't talk nonsense here." ”

Xiong Heng couldn't stand Ling Hu Heng's cynicism the most, and his anger rushed upward, roaring angrily: "Open your dog's eyes and see, how can Lao Tzu clean up the rotten turtle shell of this turtle son bastard!"

He was ruthless, and he didn't care about Ling Hu Heng, the Yuan Shen and the "White Bone Netherworld Pearl" combined, and displayed the "Fire Devouring True Technique", turning into a red light, and rushing towards the "Xuantian Thunder Great Ming Fu".

Those overwhelming swords collided with the red light, bursting into brilliant sparks, scattered to both sides, and the surrounding auspicious clouds also burst out in all directions, flashing a gap.

Ling Hu Heng shook his head and smiled bitterly, the six immortal swords guarding the Ninety-Nine Xuantian Trapped Demon Great Array were all transformed by the essence and blood of the ancient sword sect of the past dynasties, speaking of which, it should be his own senior uncle ancestor, great-master uncle ancestor, great-great-uncle ancestor...... I really didn't expect that one day, I would have to fight with them for life and death, with you and me.

However, there is no way to do this, even if it is Xiong Heng, how can he be willing to shake this boundless power of the six immortal swords!

But if this fairy sword is hanging and the sword is raging, don't want to get close to the "Xuantian Falling Thunder Great Ming Fu", and you and Xiong Heng can only stay honestly in this trapped demon abyss.

He saw that Xiong Heng spelled out the real fire, and did not hesitate to consume the essence to sacrifice the "White Bone Netherworld Pearl", and rammed into it with the "Fire Devouring True Technique", lest the old madman go crazy and put himself on it. Ling Hu Heng didn't dare to slack off, shook the fairy sword in his hand, and followed up.

With Xiong Heng opening the way in front, Ling Hu Heng's pressure was suddenly much less, but he still didn't dare to have a trace of negligence in his heart.

Sure enough, Xiong Hengcai flew out seven or eight zhang away, the southeast end of the immortal array, there were faint bursts of muffled thunder, the crimson auspicious clouds opened, and a thunder drum appeared, two electric hammers, the drum sounded without one, and the electric hammers struck each other, flashing a trace of electric light.

It was too late, but it was too soon, and a round table-thick electric light fell on the top of Xiong Heng's head, mixed with the sound of drums, and the sound was terrifying. (To be continued......)