"Mr. Wu!" Song Wuque's face turned pale and he was panicked.

From the thunder that exploded in all directions, he saw the possibility of killing himself!

Even if you use the method given by your ancestor, you may not be able to kill Jiang Heng at this moment.

In the end, it endangers itself and falls into heavenly tribulation and thunder punishment!

Thinking of this, Song Wuque did not hesitate, took out a talisman and lit it with blood.

In an instant, the talisman turned into ashes.

call out!

Song Wuque's figure was teleported thousands of feet away, and without looking back, he ran towards the exit of the secret realm!

"Senior Brother Jiang, should we chase quickly...or not?" Fatty Wang stood outside the thunder shield, worried.

As a demonic monk, you must have the consciousness to eliminate the root causes.

Otherwise, there will be endless troubles!

"Fat man, why don't you come in and take a look, see if I can still chase him out?" Jiang Heng was struck by the thunder and grinned, spitting out a puff of black smoke.

Heavenly Punishment Thunder Tribulation, anyone involved in the thunder will detonate their own disaster.

The white-bearded old man was caught off guard and resisted the natural disaster, only to be struck by lightning and die.

Fortunately, there is still a lot of golden spirit fluid left on the Chaos Green Lotus in Jiang Heng's dantian, which is enough to restore the body injured by the thunder.

Ten months later.

Thunder annihilates.

Chen Lingwan and Fatty Wang rushed to Jiang Heng and tried to help him up.

"Don't move...it's broken!" Jiang Heng groaned in pain.

His whole body was burnt black, and his slender body could not be covered by his tattered clothes.

Chen Lingwan frowned and used a ray of gentle magic power to help Jiang Heng adjust his breathing.

Fatty Wang took out a red pill from the storage bag and fed it into Jiang Heng's mouth, "Xiao Huan Dan has miraculous effects on external injuries. I don't know if it can cure lightning strikes..."

Jiang Heng nodded and worked hard to mobilize a ray of spiritual power to activate the remaining golden droplets of energy refining.

Chaos Eternal Life Secret, soothing and rising.

The spiritual energy, which was so rich that it was almost impossible to dissolve, instantly gathered within a foot of Jiang Heng's body.

Chen Lingwan and Fatty Wang felt as if they were in a fairyland, feeling as if their realm was about to be broken through.

After a stick of incense.

Jiang Heng jumped up from the ground, tore off his damaged clothes and changed into a green shirt.

Although the natural disaster is terrifying, the benefits it brings to Jiang Heng are also obvious.

The skin is smooth and traceless, and the qi and blood are as full as a dragon's.

The meridians have become stronger and more generous than before.

The surging mana contained in the body has increased to three times that of the thirteenth level of Qi Condensation Realm!

Within Dantian, in the middle of Daoji Continent, the clear waves of the fairy water in Yaochi float.

A chaotic green lotus in bud is rooted in the five-color soil at the bottom of the Yaochi, swaying in the wind, and waving green light from time to time.

There is a layer of imperceptible treasure radiance lingering all over the body.

When he raises his head and moves his feet, he floats out of the dust, like a banished immortal.

The first level of spiritual seed realm is completely stable!

Before the Chaos Green Lotus Seed sprouts, it can also be used as a sword pill to defend against enemies.

Today, the lotus seeds have sprouted and grown into the Chaos Green Lotus.

Jiang Heng has not fully studied its magical effects for a while.

The only thing that is known is.

The cultivated vitality and magic power have become extremely condensed and pure under the mysterious effects of Chaos Qinglian and Yaochi!

If we were to face Senior Brother Scar back then, he would be able to blow it up with his bare hands without even using his sword energy.

Close your eyes and think.

The ape strike technique in Qingwei Jing is quite good, and coincides with the current situation.

boom!

Jiang Heng clenched his fist and blasted out a sound that broke through the air, and the shadow of a mountain giant ape appeared behind him!

White head, bare feet, fierce flames raging into the sky!

The White Ape Horizontal Strike Technique has six moves in total. It is sublimated from the Ape Strike Technique and takes the form and meaning of the Zhu Yan Giant Ape. It can help people condense their Qi and blood during practice.

After completing the six movements, Zhu Yan's virtual shadow turned from virtual to real, and the power of Qi and blood can kill the dragon!

"Monster! Senior Brother Jiang has had another epiphany! Hey hey hey, my strength can be improved again..." Fatty Wang beamed with joy.

After closing the momentum and standing still, Jiang Heng roared loudly and activated the first move of the White Ape's horizontal attack technique, [Chasing the Wind and the Sun]!

Take one step forward, and your body shape will flicker and disappear.

When it appeared again, it was already a hundred feet away!

[Chasing the Wind and the Sun], purely using the power of Qi and blood to move forward, is a supreme trick for attacking, killing or escaping.

"Senior Sister Chen, Fatty, follow us! Let's go kill that old boy Song Wuque!"

"Jiang Heng, be careful when fighting against each other. Song Wuque seems to have a strange treasure in his body!"

Chen Lingwan was anxiously transmitting the message from behind, not sure if the other party heard it.

"Senior Sister Chen is right! Regarding Lanke Mountain, I heard my damn old man mention it. It seems that its origin is very mysterious... When facing an enemy, you must not be careless!"

Fatty Wang remembered something and waved his hands and shouted.

…

A quarter of an hour later, Fatty Wang was panting and finally caught up with Chen Lingwan.

"Senior Sister Chen, where is my Senior Brother Jiang?"

"See for yourself..."

Chen Lingwan, with her head slightly lowered and her purple skirt fluttering, stood pretty in front of the exit of Huaijiang Mountain Secret Realm.

On the ground, the body of a young man was none other than Song Wuque.

His body was covered in blood, his chest was blurry, and next to him was a white folding fan that had never been opened.

Jiang Heng's arm was dripping with blood, and he looked up at the sky, "It really flew away. Another axe..."

"Senior Brother Jiang, did you win?" Fatty Wang approached Song Wuque and rummaged through the storage bag skillfully.

"We win. It turns out that Song Wuque is not strong, only the ax in his body is strong..." Jiang Heng lowered his head and carefully identified a piece of rotten wooden stick in his hand.

This battle was extremely brutal.

The fate waiting formation and the anti-chess fate waiting formation bombard each other!

Song Wuque didn't have enough cultivation, so he had to use the means given by his ancestor, and almost chopped off Jiang Heng's head with a silver axe!

But in the end, he was still defeated by Jiang Heng's second move of the white ape's horizontal attack technique, [violent ape takes out the heart]!

His chest was blown open and he died.

But the silver ax, without the pull of Song Wuque's spirit, flew towards the sky.

The rotten wooden stick in Jiang Heng's hand was the handle of the silver axe!

"Kunmulang wood is a thousand-year-old tree and will never be transformed after a hundred attempts." Chen Lingwan spoke to Jiang Hengdao.

"Huh? Can you tell the age of the tree?" Jiang Heng responded in surprise.

"After the laurel spiritual seed sprouts, I will have this ability..." Chen Lingwan said softly.

When cultivating the spiritual seed realm, each natal spiritual seed can bring unexpected transformations to the practitioner!

"Fat man, what abilities have you gained?" Jiang Heng took the storage bag handed over by Fatty Wang.

"...I don't seem to have any abilities!"

Life is not easy, the fat man sighed.

The white-bearded old man's storage bag was shattered into powder by the thunder of the tribulation.

Song Wuque's storage bag was full of gains.

Five thousand spiritual stones and more than forty spiritual seeds.

A golden page with a mysterious inscription that even Jiang Heng couldn't understand.
To be continued...