All Heavens Immortal Martial Arts

Yan Chixia shouted, seeing that the rays of light were so intense that she had no time to respond, so she jumped and fled to the side.

But the "total yin slaughter look" seemed to have eyes, and along with Yan Chixia's turn, the air flow also turned, and it also chased after him.

"How is that possible?!" Yan Chixia was startled, she quickly turned around again, her figure shuttled through the layers of shackles, Zhen Yuan protected her body, and at the same time thunder surged in her hands, she shouted: !"

The thunder was gathered into the thickness of Dou Da, and it split out impressively. It collided with the utterly sinister expression. Yan Chixia's eyes flashed fiercely, and she took the opportunity to raise her sword and flash to other places.

boom!

The thunder collided with the airflow, and it exploded in the air. The power was overflowing, and it spread to a radius of dozens of meters. Everything turned into powder.

He Heng sneered in the sky, waved his hands violently, the sky instantly pressed down on the earth, and hundreds of thousands of savage auras suddenly fell, shooting at Yan Chixia in all directions.

"You still play like this?" Yan Chixia roared, slashed out with a sword, and was pushed by a huge force, flying backwards.

Bang! Bang!

The rays of light collided, and the aura of the slaughter was densely enveloped, and the void trembled, only a "keng" could be heard, the sword in Yan Chixia's hand broke apart, and a sullen aura passed through his brow impressively.

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, Yan Chixia's eyes widened, no more color, and her body fell with a thump.

The black mist in the sky condensed and gathered, turning into a human-shaped outline, He Heng appeared on the ground, and dropped Xiao Lan, who was quite horrified, and walked up to Yan Chixia.

After checking, He Heng nodded indifferently: "Fortunately, it is not completely dead, there is still a trace of Yuanshen."

Since it is called Slaughtering God, it is naturally a kind of supernatural power specially designed to deal with the primordial spirit. The evil spirits are in the same flow, and the primordial spirit instantly disappears into ashes.

However, Yan Chixia is worthy of being one of the top masters in this world. Her primordial spirit is indeed powerful. Although she died after being hit by him, she still had a trace of primordial spirit. resurrection.

"It's a pity that you don't have this chance!" He Heng snorted coldly, raised his right palm sharply, and pressed it on Yan Chixia's forehead. A ray of dazzling brilliance was pulled from the center of the piercing eyebrows. It was a vague appearance of a big man, which was very similar to Yan Chixia's appearance.

Originally he was asleep, but when he was pulled out of his body by He Heng, he suddenly woke up, looked at He Heng angrily, and cursed, but how could Yuanshen speak? The cultivator communicates with the primordial spirit and resonates with mental waves, which is somewhat similar to the appearance of radio waves, but Yan Chixia's primordial spirit has been wiped out at the moment. He Heng acted on him.

Ignoring Yan Chixia's struggle, He Heng grabbed the primordial spirit with his left hand, and a black mist filled his right hand, covering the primordial spirit up and down, gradually eroding him.

"This is a soul-searching technique? No, I won't let you succeed!" Yan Chixia yelled in her heart, her primordial spirit swelled up and about to burst.

"If you want to self-destruct, if you are still at the peak of the strength, there may be some possibilities, but now you only have less than 1% of the primordial spirit, how can you resist the means of this seat? To the slaughtering god, suppress!" Seeing Yan Chixia's behavior, He Heng sneered, and a terrifying force surged up from his right palm, killing Yan Chixia's primordial spirit.

After a while, the crystal clear Primordial Spirit no longer had the feeling of expansion just now, and shrank back to what it looked like at the beginning.

"Ah!" Accompanied by a silent scream, the original crystal clear Primordial Spirit was eroded by the thick black mist. He Heng poked his Spiritual Mind into it expressionlessly, searching for the memories of his life.

About half an hour later, Xiao Lan waited anxiously, but did not dare to take a step forward, for fear that she would accidentally disturb the old demon and be torn to pieces by it, and her soul would be dissipated.

At this time, He Heng finally let go of his palm and crushed Yan Chixia's silk primordial spirit with a random blow. The ghostly fire burned on the corpse, and everything returned to dust.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Lan's heart trembled, and she quickly stepped forward with a smile and saluted: "Master Montenegro is worthy of the name of the ghost king, he has vast magical powers, and is invincible in the world! Yan Chixia, a stinky Taoist priest, is completely vulnerable to you. , but I wonder if you have found what you want to know?"

He Heng turned his head sharply, and there was an endless chill in his scarlet eyes, which made Xiaolan shudder and couldn't help but be frightened.

In an instant, it seemed as long as a spring and autumn, and Xiaolan finally understood the meaning of the words "live like a year" by those sour scholars.

After a long time, He Heng whispered coldly: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, you know, curiosity killed the cat~~, if you want to die completely, this seat can meet your requirements!"

Xiaolan hurriedly knelt to the ground, trembling in a low voice, and kept saying: "Master Montenegro, slaves and maids will no longer dare, no longer dare."

Looking at her appearance, He Heng snorted coldly and shouted in the direction of Lanruo Temple: "Muji, this is your person, you should take it back and deal with it."

"rustle!"

Roots suddenly protruded from the dry and cracked soil, spreading like vines, densely packed, and stopped growing ten feet in front of He Heng, intertwined into a thousand-year-old tree, and finally turned into the grandmother of the tree. The old appearance of men and women.

Seeing the appearance of Grandma Shu, Xiaolan hurriedly stepped forward and stood behind her, bowed in panic and said, "Xiaolan has seen Grandma."

Grandma Shu gave her a cold look and said nothing. She came to He Heng, bent over and saluted, and said, "I have seen Master Montenegro, thank you for removing the scourge of Yan Chixia for me. As for this cheap servant, It's because she is neglected in discipline, please rest assured Master Montenegro, I will definitely deal with her in the future."

"You can handle this matter as you see fit." He Heng waved his hand at will~www.wuxiaspot.com~ stared at her with scarlet eyes, and then whispered: "Yan Chixia, I have already solved it for you, as I promised you. Has been completed."

Grandma Shu nodded: "Master Heishan is very powerful, thank you very much. Since you are here at Lanruo Temple today, please go to the humble house. I just happened to discuss with the old man about your taking Xiaoqian's girl as a concubine."

To Grandma Shu's invitation, He Heng shook his head: "No, I have other important things to do in this world, so I won't stay here with you. As for the marriage, you will deliver it on the auspicious day of the Underworld a month later. I can do it in my house."

Although He Heng had no interest in Nie Xiaoqian, one of the protagonists of a Chinese Ghost Story, he was too lazy to reject Grandma Shu, so as not to make her think too much, and she was just a female ghost.

Seeing that He Heng didn't pay any attention, Grandma Shu slightly bent over and said: "Since you have other important things, Mr. Montenegro, I don't dare to delay here. When the auspicious day comes, I will send Xiaoqian to the city of death. of."

Scarlet eyes glanced at her again, and He Heng's figure suddenly disappeared in the black mist.

Grandma Shu got up gently, looked coldly at Xiaolan beside her, and disappeared into the night with a cold snort.