"Just two juniors in the Spiritual Sea Realm dare to be so presumptuous in front of me!" Mao Qianwu snorted coldly, the skull-headed god above his head emitted a bright light, and countless ghosts emerged, attacking Zhou Heng and Sang Qingshan.
go.
"Get out!" Zhou Heng roared like thunder, and the golden villain also roared and roared. He swung his black sword and the purple dragon slashed at the ghost.
Puff puff puff, like boiling soup and fertile snow, the sword energy and the dragon's reach, these ghosts are emitting shrill and strange screams, melting one by one! But compared to the ghosts emitted by Yang Zhan, these are much more powerful now.
, and immediately re-formed after melting.
"Brother Zhou, is this person from the Yang family?" Sang Qingshan looked confused.
Everyone knew that the Yang family had inherited the Ghost Corpse Sect, so Sang Qingshan immediately classified Mao Qianwu into the ranks of the Yang family, but he could not remember that the Yang family had such a top master!
Of course, every wealthy family has its own secrets. Although many masters are unknown, they can suppress anyone who just walks out!
When they traveled around the world to gain experience, they all used pseudonyms, just like casual warriors. These people were the family's secret weapons.
As he spoke, he roared loudly, flipped his hands and blasted out, and a giant python formed by spiritual power immediately appeared and started killing those ghosts.
Zhou Heng also went all out, and the black sword oscillated, creating a waterfall of black swords, and the purple dragon danced angrily, constantly burning ghost shadows, saying: "He is not from the Yang family, he is Mao Qianwu from the Mao family!"
"What, the Mao family?" Sang Qingshan was shocked. The giant python was swallowed by a group of ghosts and was instantly covered with bruises. "How come the Mao family has the inheritance of the Ghost Corpse Sect!" He was so shocked that he could hardly accept it.
"Then you have to ask this old guy!" Zhou Heng used all his unique moves, including eight-color lotus flowers, golden fists, purple dragons, and the sky filled with ice and snow. However, he was still suppressed to death after missing a big level.
"Humph, the dead don't need to know so much!" Mao Qianwu was blazing with murderous intent. He had confided the big secret to Zhou Heng before, hoping to make Zhou Heng excited and follow him obediently or directly hand over Sanyang Tianzun's body.
inheritance.
When he thought about it, immortality was what everyone dreamed of. How could Zhou Heng not take the bait if such a big temptation was offered? Not to mention Zhou Heng, even if the Heavenly Lord of the Transformation Realm returned, his heart would be moved when he heard about immortality!
It's a pity that he underestimated Zhou Heng's ambition!
From Zhou Heng's point of view, he could definitely kill a void and become an immortal after breaking into the realm of transformation, so why would he do such an immoral thing? Furthermore, the Mao family almost killed Zhou Dinghai, which Zhou Heng would never forgive.
Yes, one party is destined to be completely extinct!
Mao Qianwu's face was cold. Since Zhou Hengming was stubborn, he had no choice but to kill him on the spot! Although this could not guarantee the inheritance of Sanyang Tianzun, the pagoda and the sword were real. As long as
You can get it by killing Zhou Heng!
He spread his hands and pushed out suddenly, and both palms turned into a seven-headed snake, attacking Zhou Heng and Sang Qingshan respectively.
Hydra!
This is the power of the blood of the Mao family. Although they have somehow received the inheritance of the Ghost Corpse Sect, the power of the blood can be used as a martial skill without conflict at all! Compared to Mao Yuheng's three-headed snake, Mao Qianwu
The power of bloodline is much stronger.
Seven-headed snakes and ghosts attacked Zhou Heng and Sang Qingshan at the same time.
"Brother Zhou, let me be the main attacker in this battle!" Sang Qingshan laughed enthusiastically, "After your battle with Yingshan Mu, the number of gods increased rapidly, which makes me greedy! So, let me do this battle!"
Zhou Heng's black sword rolled around, erasing all the ghosts, and he laughed and said, "Brother Sang, just do as you please!"
"Two juniors, they don't know whether to live or die!" Mao Qianwu was furious. He was a fish in the market, but he was picked over by two juniors!
Sang Qingshan took out a helmet from the space magic weapon and put it on. It was a green metal snake-head helmet, but one corner was missing. When he put it on, his aura immediately increased exponentially, as if a deity had come from
The ancient times reappeared, full of great power.
"Spirit Snake Crown?" Mao Qianwu's eyes suddenly became fiery, "I didn't expect that the Spirit Snake Crown actually fell into your hands. No wonder you became the god of the Spirit Snake! Hahaha, my Mao family is a Hydra.
Bloodline, this spiritual snake crown can play its most powerful role in the hands of my Mao family, hand it over to me!"
He temporarily abandoned Zhou Heng, and both the ghost shadow and the seven-headed snake bombarded Sang Qingshan.
"Go!" Sang Qingshan's eyes were sharp, and with a stroke of his hands, a fierce force was drawn out, turning into a sword peak, several hundred feet long, and slashed towards Mao Qianwu.
boom!
The blade rolled over, and the ghost figure and the seven-headed snake were all chopped into two pieces. The remaining energy was not lost, and they were submerged into the mountain wall. Only a loud noise was heard, and the entire mountain slid down, like the sky.
It's all going to collapse!
"What a junior!" Mao Qianwu became more and more angry, and he kept spinning the seals with his hands. The ghostly figure and the seven-headed snake appeared again. His eyebrows and beards were widened, and the god above his head also opened his big skull mouth, and evil light flashed.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Sang Qingshan fought against Mao Qianwu alone, and he was able to fight back and forth without losing the slightest bit!
Zhou Heng simply stepped aside and became a spectator, gradually gaining a clear understanding in his heart.
The helmet worn by Sang Qingshan is obviously a treasure, but it is not like a common peerless magic weapon that can independently face the enemy. Instead, it enhances Sang Qingshan's own combat power! It is not a spiritual power level, but a god!
This treasure is ineffective for ordinary warriors, because it can only be enhanced if it has a god.
Sang Qingshan's spiritual power level has not changed, but the gods are as active as chicken blood. They have increased his combat power crazily, to the point where he can compete with the real fetal realm!
Zhou Heng frowned slightly. Sang Qingshan's combat power at this time is indeed strong, but there is also a huge hidden worry, that is durability! There is no power in the world that can be obtained for nothing. Sang Qingshan's combat power has soared at this time, which is an overdraft of future power.
In exchange for a big explosion in a short period of time!
If he cannot defeat Mao Qianwu within the limited time, then no surprise, his situation will become extremely bad!
This guy is really trying his best!!
But daring to fight is one thing, but whose life is risked is another matter! Since Mao Qianwu can block Sang Qingshan's current storm-like attack, he can naturally hold on until Sang Qingshan
Show your resilience and win in one fell swoop!
In any case, Mao Qianwu is undoubtedly the strongest among the three, and his cultivation in the Fetus Realm is not something he just boasts about!
But the old guy's face was also quite ugly. He was entangled so hard by a junior in the Linghai Realm and couldn't win. This made his old face shine, and he was so angry that he wanted to slap Sang Qingshan to death with a palm to satisfy his hatred!
Zhou Heng sighed on the side, it is really difficult to kill an ancestor who is in the fetus realm!
He used himself as bait before and was almost killed by Yingshan Muzhi. Then he lured the opponent into the trap. Ling Tian's nine moves were used to kill the opponent with the sword! But this matter can only be done one way, not two. Which one is in the fetal realm?
Will the ancestor be a fool, and will he be tricked again?
He was secretly prepared. As soon as Sang Qingshan showed signs of defeat, he would rush out to save others, launch his Swift Cloud Light Step, and run away!
Sang Qingshan can stand out among the younger generation of geniuses and become one of the limited number of people who have become gods. Naturally, he has his own advantages. His own fighting talent is very powerful. In addition, the Sang family is also a member of the Tianlong Emperor Dynasty.
The martial arts used by the top wealthy families are definitely the best.
When his strength increased to the level that he could compete with Mao Qianwu, he was like a peacock spreading its wings, completely releasing his dazzling light.
However, how could Mao Qianwu be any worse?
Who among those who can advance to the realm of pregnancy is not a genius among geniuses?
Even if Sang Qingshan can compete with him in terms of strength, it is impossible to defeat this veteran ancestor of the birth realm, but a good battle will definitely be of great benefit to the growth of the god Sang Qingshan!
Of course, this cannot be compared with Zhou Heng before. At that time, Zhou Heng was repeatedly at the critical point of life and death. The pressure was definitely not comparable to that of Sang Qingshan at this time!
Great prosperity and decline!
After fighting for half an hour, Sang Qingshan's face turned pale, and he was covered in cold sweat. When he swung the blow, every muscle was beating, as if it was about to be torn apart.
Zhou Heng still didn't take action. Now is the time to truly test Sang Qingshan's willpower. The longer he persists in this state, the better it will be for the growth of his god!
"Junior, go to hell!" Mao Qianwu naturally did not want to be someone else's whetstone, and he launched a powerful attack. The seven-headed snake and the ghost shadow all roared like thunder and shook out a terrifying aura.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths!
Zhou Heng's eyes were like swords, and the time Sang Qingshan could continue to hold on was so short that it could only be measured by the number of breaths he took!
Ten breaths!
Phew, Zhou Heng flew out, and at this moment, Sang Qingshan struck again, but there was no trace of power, and he fell directly from the sky!
"Seven Snakes Kill!" Mao Qianwu roared angrily, and his arms turned into two seven-headed snakes as huge as mountains, biting away at Sang Qingshan.
Zhou Heng stepped on the air and spread his lightning steps to the extreme!
boom!
The fourteen heads of the two seven-headed snakes bit each other, but a moment later, Zhou Heng was seen charging out with his sword. The black sword shadow broke through the ghost shadow, and he was holding Sang Qingshan under his left arm.
Sweeping like flying!
"Stop running!" Mao Qianwu was so angry that he chased after him without hesitation.
But comparing speed with Xunyun Liuguangbu?
Zhou Heng's figure is as fast as lightning. Even if he is carrying a person, it is beyond what Mao Qianwu can match. Instead of narrowing, the gap between the two sides is constantly widening!
"Junior, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I will chop off your heads!" Mao Qianwu was going crazy!
Do these two juniors think that he is a prostitute in a brothel, that they can have sex with him whenever they want, and then leave after they get tired of it?
"Old ghost, are you sure you want to continue chasing me?" Zhou Heng turned around and said with a smile. The shadow of the giant ship was already cast in the sky. The muzzles of the eighteen spiritual light cannons turned and locked on Mao Qianwu. (To be continued.
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