As soon as Linghu Heng saw the electric light sprinkled, the fairy sword in his right hand directly knocked down the electric hammer with a move "Qinglian Zhongtong", and the thunder drum was also broken.

Of course, Ling Huheng didn't please him, and the counterattacks of the electric hammer and thunder drum were all hit on his body, and his qi and blood immediately stagnated, and his entire body was almost shocked out of control. And under the traction of the qi engine, he was almost hit by a sword, but fortunately, Xiong Heng was castrated, and he was a few feet closer to the "Xuantian Falling Thunder Great Ming Fu".

Wave after wave of unevenness, there was a faint vibration from the northwest formation, and the golden light diffused out, coming extremely fast. When the bear retreated and could not retreat, the red light transformed by the "Fire Devouring True Technique" collided with the golden light, and suddenly made a deafening muffled sound.

The golden light trembled and flew outward, so that Hu Heng could see clearly that it was a purple gold bell.

Xiong Heng also suffered a lot of losses, the light of the "White Bone Netherworld Pearl" plummeted, and the castration also decreased a lot.

At this time, from the southwest and northeast, two more peculiar magic weapons were played, which were a colorful halo and a god ruler. No matter how fierce Xiong Heng's cultivation was, he had to stop castration and go all out to deal with these three powerful magic weapons.

The "Xuantian Thunder Da Ming Fu" still does not stop, between the auspicious clouds and the glow, it summons the immortal treasures of the east, west, north and south, and for a time it is brilliant and dazzling.

The bear's figure flew over, and the "White Bone Ghost Pearl" suddenly showed its power, frequently flashing the purple gold bell and the combo of the colorful halo, and seeing the slashing ruler, water dragon bottle, jade pipa and demon flag around him hit together, he was shocked and angry, and scolded: "Grandma's, there is a kind of one with Lao Tzu." Who has been afraid of whom? What kind of ability is it to fight more and less!"

That being said. But even if he had three heads and six arms, it was difficult for him to block the repeated attacks of so many peerless immortal treasure artifacts at the same time. The original god was stirred up by the fierce wind from all directions, blowing crookedly, and the appearance was very wolf.

In a fit of rage, he suddenly felt the pressure drop sharply, it turned out that Ling Hu Heng arrived in time, and the dead horse threw out the treasure map that had been hidden in his arms for many years as a live horse, in order to reduce the pressure on Xiong Heng, but he didn't expect that as soon as the six immortal treasures touched the treasure map, it was like a mouse seeing a cat. Linghu Heng saw the opportunity very quickly. Immediately used spiritual power to control the treasure map, but unexpectedly, the treasure map emitted a strange white light, and with a "whoosh" sound, these six immortal treasure artifacts were actually included in the map!

Seeing this, Xiong Heng was relieved, but he still refused to forgive people, and muttered: "Good boy, you actually got the 'Social Map', you can count it." But aren't you a disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect? I can actually use such a good magic weapon, I'm so angry!"

Ling Hu Heng didn't expect that this "social map" would consume such a lot of spiritual power, and he was a cultivator in the early stage of Mahayana, and he almost couldn't continue. Think about it too. Those six immortal treasures were originally the treasures of the world, and with the manipulation of the "Xuantian Falling Thunder Great Ming Fu", it was already extremely lucky to be able to safely take them away without backlash. If it weren't for the thunder drum and electric hammer that were blown up before, I'm afraid Ling Huheng would be so brutal. It's going to take a lot of losses!

He saw that Xiong Hengfei didn't appreciate it, and he was still panting and saying cool things. couldn't help but sneer: "Old madman, if you are so powerful, why were you almost blown up just now?"

Xiong Heng snorted, his heart was impetuous, and when he just wanted to scold back, he almost let a sword slash him, so he quickly concentrated and no longer bothered Ling Huheng.

Ling Hu Heng got a cheap mouth, but secretly his qi and blood were still unstable, and the shock of the thunder drum and electric hammer has not been removed so far, and now his spiritual power is exhausted, and he only feels that his right arm is sore, and even the "Wufeng" fairy sword can barely swing.

I don't know why this "Wufeng" fairy sword, there has been no news from the sword spirit Wufeng, so Hu Heng thought that it almost hung up. Fortunately, he found its faint aura curled up in the sea of consciousness, otherwise Hu Heng would have thought that its rogue sword spirit was no longer alive.

However, now Ling Hu Heng does not have any extra spiritual power to give it, after all, breaking out of the trapped demon abyss is the first priority. Ling Hu Heng had already planned, if he could escape from the trapped demon abyss, then he would compensate for the sword spirit Wufeng as soon as possible.

However, at this time, Ling Huheng's situation was a little bad. His spiritual power has not been able to recover, and Jian Mang seems to have discovered this, and desperately hit him. Ling Hu Heng couldn't take care of taking a "Huiling Pill", so he could only dodge everywhere.

At this time, Xiong Heng was thinking: "This kid is young, he already has such cultivation, and he is a disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect, if he is an enemy of Lao Tzu in the future, it will be a big mistake!

With selfishness, Xiong Heng stood by and watched. He dodged the sword with ease, but he refused to use a trace of spiritual power to save Ling Huheng. After a long time, Ling Hu Heng naturally understood.

Ling Huheng sneered in his heart: "Okay, you old madman, you are really hard to move by nature! At this time, you are still making your own little calculations, hmph, let's see!"

He gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, let alone ask Xiong Heng for help, he struggled to avoid a sword that was as fast as a sword, and he was overwhelmed after a while, and he was in danger, and he was about to be hit by the sword.

After only half a moment, the white gas on the top of Ling Hu Heng's head was swirling, and he had consumed his spiritual power to the extreme, and anyone could see at a glance that he was already at the end of the strong crossbow.

Xiong Heng leisurely avoided the cat with the loose sword, and from time to time took out his free time to glance at Ling Huheng, seeing that he was so tough, he couldn't help but feel a little admiration, and asked loudly: "Boy, it seems that you can't do it, do you want Lao Tzu to help you out, after all, Jiang is still old and spicy!"

Ling Hu Heng was almost overwhelmed by the siege of Jianmang, and when he heard Xiong Heng's joking words in his ears, his heart was on fire, and he said coldly: "Old madman, rest you, the master will not beg you until he dies!"

He was distracted by this opening, and his body couldn't help but stagnate, and his reaction was half a beat slower, and he was struck by a sword. It was also thanks to him that he dodged in time, avoided the vital point, and was only taken once, Rao is so, it is also a stumbling, the blood in his chest can no longer be suppressed, and the corners of his mouth overflow with bright red blood.

Xiong Heng was taken aback, and said in his heart: "It's not good, you can't overdo it." It's still useful for this kid to keep it, if he really hangs up, Lao Tzu alone can't rush out of this ghost place. ”

As soon as the thought turned, Xiong Heng immediately dodged over, and took Ling Hu Heng to change his position, dodging the fatal three sword rays. Ling Huheng got his help, relieved his breath slightly, and hurriedly threw a "Huiling Pill" into his mouth, and shouted angrily: "Old madman, there is a kind of you don't save the master!"

Xiong Heng laughed and said, "I see that you kid is also quite tough, Lao Tzu wants to save you, what can you do with me?"

The two joined forces again, and the situation was different again. While arguing and fighting, he actually broke through the sword one after another in half an hour, and he was less than three feet away from the top of the abyss.

At this time, the rumbling thunder sounded overhead, and the "Xuantian Falling Thunder Great Ming Fu" with a radius of more than ten zhang suddenly lit up, sprinkling a piece of electric light. The six immortal swords rotated rapidly around the "Xuantian Falling Thunder Great Ming Fu", and after a short time, they turned into six rays of light and injected into the "Xuantian Falling Thunder Great Ming Fu".

Xiong Heng hurriedly stretched out the spiritual power cover, and the "White Bone Netherworld Bead" in his hand emitted a terrifying white light, and shouted in his mouth: "Haha, this bullshit array, it's going to be exhausted! Boy, I'm here, you go and break the formation!"

Ling Hu Heng had already understood that at the last moment, he didn't care about arguing with Xiong Heng, he tried his best, surrounded by white aura, and the "Bladeless" Immortal Sword Dragon roared and became one with the sword of others.

At this moment, Ling Hu Heng had no distracting thoughts in his heart, all his thoughts were integrated into the sword, his spirit and spirit were one, and the nine-character mantra was spit out, and he suddenly unfolded his most powerful "Dangqun Demon Imperial Sword Technique".

The sword intent overflowed, and Ling Huheng's state of mind at the moment was integrated, arrogant and resolute, indomitable, sweeping away the iron-blooded pride of the demons, the glory rushed into the sky, the dragon danced for nine days, and rushed straight towards the "Xuantian Falling Thunder Daming Fu", just like the cliff of the year, the demons danced wildly, and the "Dang Qun Demon Imperial Sword Technique" was born, and the stone broke the sky and pointed straight to the sky!

Even Xiong Heng couldn't help but hold his breath and stared, but he was almost hit by a flash of light. He was both envious and jealous in his heart, and scolded indignantly: "Damn, this kid actually cultivated such a peerless sword technique, how can good luck fall on him!"

For a while, Xiong Heng's mood could be described as extremely complicated, on the one hand, he hoped that Ling Hu Heng could break through the "Xuantian Falling Thunder Great Ming Fu" in one fell swoop, and on the other hand, he was afraid that if Ling Hu Heng used this kind of sword technique to fight against him, wouldn't it be extremely dangerous?

Ling Huheng didn't think about it so much, he only had the "Xuantian Falling Thunder Great Ming Fu" in front of him in his eyes. I saw that the spiritual power of his whole body was flowing rapidly, and it was continuously injected into the "Bladeless" Immortal Sword, and those shrunken sword rays were simply collapsed at the touch of a button.

One person and one sword are like a dragon flying for nine days, unstoppable, startling thousands of auspicious clouds and thousands of rays of light.

Seeing that it was about to touch the "Xuantian Falling Thunder Great Ming Fu", the six fairy swords seemed to sense it, and when they landed, they merged into one, gathering a beam of thick and dignified white pillars of light, and slashed straight towards Linghu Heng, like the Milky Way flying down, so spectacular.

With a "boom", the ground shook. The entire Trapped Demon Abyss seemed to tremble at this impact. "Xuantian Falling Thunder Great Ming Fu" is even more streamer, violently oscillating.

Ling Hu Heng was also in the impact, and was knocked away more than ten zhang away, only to feel the meridians of his body swell and ache, and the wounds cut by the sword all over his body shot out of gushing blood, and the Venus in front of him danced wildly, and he couldn't see anything clearly. And the spiritual power in the dantian also seemed to be drained all of a sudden, and the feeling of emptiness was worse than death.

Xiong Heng was also thrown a few feet away by the air waves, but the situation was much better than that of Ling Hu Heng. After stabilizing his figure, he looked up and saw that the fairy talisman was still shaking, but the light had weakened a lot. Xiong Heng couldn't help but be overjoyed, and couldn't help but cheer: "Good boy, you actually put those six swords in order!" (To be continued......)