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With Xiong Heng's eyes, how could he not see that Ling Hu Heng had been reborn, the heavenly court was as crystal as jade, his eyes were introverted, and he had already stepped into the realm of returning to nature with half a foot. Needless to say, it must be the benefits obtained in that jade slip, but after he went in, he didn't get any benefits, and he was all taken up by this kid, thinking of this, Xiong Heng was remorseful and distressed.

Ling Huheng looked at Xiong Heng's unwilling and helpless appearance, and snorted coldly and said: "Old madman, how do you think my cultivation has risen sharply? Hmph, tell you the truth, I died nine times before, and if I replaced you, I am afraid that I will be swallowed and I don't know what happened!"

Xiong Heng also snorted coldly, making it clear that he didn't believe it. Ling Huheng immediately told the matter of the emperor, of course, the fact that the immortal world was in chaos, because he knew that after saying it, the world would definitely be in chaos. Xiong Heng thought that Ling Huheng was talking nonsense at first, but the more he listened, the more shocked he became, and he was stunned when he heard it. How could the various magical methods of the Heavenly Dao in Ling Hu Heng's words be something that ordinary people could do? Xiong Heng already believed seven or eight points in his heart.

After telling the story of the experience of fighting wits and courage with Heavenly Dao, Ling Huheng said: "Old madman, I advise you to put away your mind and think about how to join forces with me to break out of the trapped demon abyss, which is the right way." ”

How could Xiong Heng not understand this truth, but such a good opportunity was taken up by this kid, how could he swallow this breath? He couldn't help but slam his fist on the black mist, and shouted, "I'm angry!" Unexpectedly, dozens of punches were thrown in an instant, only to dissipate the fog. The wind howled.

Although Ling Hu Heng knew that Xiong Heng was venting, he was secretly shocked in his heart: "Although this old madman's cultivation has dropped a lot. But looking at this majesty, you can imagine how powerful he must have been in his heyday!"

However, at this time, the red mist was already faintly in sight, and Ling Hu Heng couldn't help but remind him loudly: "Old madman, the red mist is here!"

After Xiong Heng vented, he felt a lot of stuffiness in his chest, and said in a muffled voice: "What are you yelling, Lao Tzu doesn't have eyes?"

Ling Huheng said coldly: "I'm just afraid that you will capsize in the gutter, it's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin." I don't know the hearts of good people. ”

Xiong Heng snorted and said, "When did Lao Tzu want you to be kind?"

Ling Hu Heng knew that he had nothing to say, so he ignored him, and began to concentrate on dealing with the red mist that even Xiong Heng was afraid of. Suddenly, the black fog under his feet rolled and churned more and more urgently, which was very unusual. Wisps of red blood emerged from the mist, constantly rushing towards the two of them.

Xiong Heng saw the surging blood mist, frowned, and said, "Boy." Wait for Lao Tzu to protect himself, you can ask for more blessings!" Ling Hu Heng said coldly: "You better take care of yourself, I don't have to worry about you!"

Xiong Heng laughed a few times and didn't speak. Quietly wait for the arrival of the blood mist.

The blood mist came so fast that it was already approaching three feet in front of the two of them in a short time. The two of them had no way to retreat, and above them was the Ninety-Nine Xuantian Trapped Demon Array. If it goes up any further, it will definitely affect the qi. Caused the sky to thunder down. Under the dilemma, he can only rely on his own cultivation to resist the past.

Not much. The blood mist had already invaded close to the body, so that Hu Heng and Xiong Heng invariably stretched out the spiritual power shield, carefully controlling their spiritual power and blood mist to fight.

But for some reason, Ling Huheng has always felt a will in his heart, and it seems that the blood mist is an excellent close partner. Ling Hu Heng was taken aback by himself, because he knew that he was like this when he absorbed the purple qi from the east before, could it be ......

He couldn't think about it too much, the blood mist had already begun to devour Ling Hu Heng's spiritual power cover, and the speed was not slow! Ling Hu Heng frowned, carefully filled the gap in the spiritual power cover, and asked, "Old madman, how long will this blood mist last?"

Xiong glanced at him and gloated, "Hey, maybe a day or two, maybe three or four days, depending on your own luck!"

Linghu Hengxin said: "At this rate, my spiritual power can last for two days at most, if the blood mist lasts for three or four days, won't it turn into a pile of white bones?"

At this moment, Ling Hu Heng's different pupils came from an extremely strong abnormal movement, which made Hu Heng's heart move, and he thought: "Instead of waiting for death, it is better to fight, maybe there is a way to live!"

Thinking of this, Ling Hu Heng overcame his fear of blood mist, and quietly opened a small crack in the spiritual power cover, allowing the blood mist to penetrate a little. Since he had his back to Xiong Heng, Xiong Heng didn't notice this scene.

After the blood mist entered the spiritual power cover, it was not as violent as expected, but circled around Ling Hu Heng's body extremely docilely, as if he was observing something. Linghu Heng's heart moved: "Hey, there's a play!"

At this time, Ling Hu Heng carefully opened the different pupils, and the blood mist jumped excitedly as if it had found its mother's child, and went straight to Ling Hu Heng's different pupils. Ling Hu Heng was uneasy in his heart, for fear of an accident. But unexpectedly, this blood mist is actually like a clear spring, after flowing into the eyes, there is no abnormality. On the contrary, Hu Heng felt that his eyesight in the blood mist seemed to have increased a lot!

Ling Huheng, who had gained the benefits, still didn't dare to be careless, and quietly opened the spiritual power cover a little more and put in a trace of blood mist. As expected, after this blood mist was absorbed by him, he did not feel uncomfortable with it.

After such an experiment, Ling Hu Heng became bold and began to stay away from Xiong Heng, after all, everyone has to keep some hole cards for themselves. Xiong Heng also noticed Ling Huheng's abnormal movement, but he didn't say anything, after all, the blood mist had just begun, he just looked at this qiē coldly, and muttered a few times: "I don't know whether to live or die!"

Ling Hu Heng secretly laughed, how could such an opportunity be something that ordinary people could withstand? I am afraid that under the blood mist and body, even the bones and scum cannot be found, Xiong Heng is an example.

He carefully controlled the amount of blood mist entering and began a cheerful absorption journey.

Time passed minute by minute, and although there was no sun or moon in the Demon Abyss, there was always one day. Maybe it was because Hu Heng's different pupils were too against the sky, and the blood mist slowly faded, and it seemed that it was going to disappear in a short time.

Ling Hu Heng looked at the fading blood mist. Although there are regrets in my heart, I am always happy. After all, there seemed to be nothing in the Trapped Demon Abyss that could take his life.

Xiong Heng also noticed the fading blood mist, and muttered, "Grandma's." Hell, usually this blood mist never dissipates every two or three days, why is it that when this kid comes, the blood mist is much weaker? Could it be that this kid is really Lao Tzu's lucky star, and the hope of getting out of trouble is all in him?"

After another hour or two, the blood mist finally "dispersed", and Hu Heng's different pupils also returned to normal, although there were some regrets, but this was an unavoidable opportunity. And how many people can touch it?

After figuring out this section, Hu Heng's state of mind did not have a trace of waves.

Xiong Heng also put away the spiritual power cover, and when he looked at Ling Huheng, he couldn't help but be taken aback. Because he saw that Ling Huheng's cultivation seemed to be a little more refined, he was jealous and envious, and said: "If Lao Tzu had such qualifications back then, why can't he fly to the immortal realm?"

Ling Hu Heng secretly laughed: "No matter how powerful you are, the ascension pool will be destroyed, you will definitely not be able to ascend." But this sentence. You can only say it in your heart, otherwise as soon as you say it, Xiong Hengzhi may go crazy, and the goal he has pursued for half his life will lose its meaning. Even the most determined people will collapse, right?

Xiong Heng looked at Ling Huheng with an incredulous face, and only said after a while: "Good boy, you really have you." Maybe in a decade or two, we'll be able to get out. ”

Ling Huheng smiled. He didn't explain anything, but said, "I just came up with an idea." If we comprehend all the comprehensions of the Heavenly Dao, wouldn't the hope of breaking the formation be greatly increased?"

Xiong Heng was also misled by Ling Hu Heng's words, thinking that Ling Hu Heng was only so diligent when he had the comprehension of the Heavenly Dao, and said sourly: "The comprehension is in your mind, if you deliberately say it wrong, wouldn't Lao Tzu be unlucky?"

Ling Huheng immediately told the understanding of the Heavenly Dao on the "Dao", only to hear that this old devil was shaken and envious.

Don't underestimate the comprehension of the Heavenly Dao itself, although he is not as good as his own junior disciple, but Fu Xi's disciples, how can ordinary people compare? Even if he only speaks a few words, Xiong Heng is also a demon cultivator, it is also very beneficial, and for his cultivation, it is like a guiding light.

Xiong Heng saw that Ling Hu Heng gave it all and didn't hide it at all, and he couldn't help but feel a little grateful in his heart, and said in his heart: "If you say it like this, the Yuan Shen can also be cultivated, and it is easy for Lao Tzu to restore his strength back then." It's just that after all, it's a primordial god, not a physical body, and it's always a line worse than others. ”

After Ling Huheng finished speaking, he asked, "Old madman, how much have you comprehended?"

Xiong Heng said honestly: "Although Lao Tzu was confused before, he always understood a little more than you kid, but when you finished speaking, your mind seemed to be messed up." I understood it before, but I don't understand it now, and what I didn't understand before, I seem to understand it a little bit now. Damn, it's all you kid who hurts people!"

Ling Huheng smiled: "I'm just talking, you listened to it yourself, and now you rely on me again, it's really thankless." ”

Xiong Heng smiled bitterly: "Lao Tzu is going to meditate now and digest your kid's bullshit truth." If you can understand one or two, you will be able to use it endlessly, which will be of great benefit to Lao Tzu's future cultivation. ”

Ling Huheng also agreed: "I also need a while to digest these things, the memory of that bullshit Tiandao is too messy and complicated, and now my brain is still upside down, I hope there won't be any mess." ”

At the moment, the two of them had decided to enter the cultivation process, and more than three years had passed since this delay.

Ling Hu Heng and Xiong Heng, the old and the young, are together and a demon, like friends and not friends, enemies and not enemies, but they are wary of each other, and they have to compromise with each other and maintain an extremely delicate relationship.

On this day, the blood mist rose again, and it took Ling Hu Heng half a day to absorb the blood mist, which made Xiong Heng extremely depressed, after all, the blood mist that took away his body, how could it be so unbearable? He couldn't imagine that it was Ling Hu Heng who was behind him!

Xiong put away the spiritual power cover horizontally, sat cross-legged on top of the black mist, and said: "You kid has cultivated to the Great Advancement, I'm afraid you're about to enter the Mahayana period, right?" (My novel "Heavenly Pupil Technique" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right "Add Friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!) (To be continued......)