As soon as Linghu Heng saw the lightning falling, he used the "Green Lotus Zhongtong" move with his right hand sword to directly knock down the electric hammer. The drum surface was also broken, and the drum immediately ceased, and the lightning was also destroyed.
Of course, Linghu Heng didn't get any relief either. The electric hammer and thunder drum all hit him in the counterattack. Immediately, his energy and blood stagnated, and his whole body was almost shaken out of control. And under the pull of the energy machine,
, he was almost hit by a sword beam, but fortunately, Xiong Heng's strength remained unabated, and he was a few feet closer to the "Xuan Tian Thunder Ming Talisman".
One wave after another, there was a faint vibration in the northwest formation, and golden light spread out, coming very quickly. With the bear retreating and unable to retreat, the red light formed by the "Fire-Eating Burning True Art" collided with the golden light, and suddenly
It made a deafening muffled sound.
The golden light trembled and flew outward. Only then did Linghu Heng see clearly that it turned out to be a purple gold bell.
Xiong Heng also suffered a big loss. The light of the "White Bone Netherworld Pearl" dropped sharply, and his castration also slowed down a lot.
At this time, two more strange magic weapons were shot from the southwest and northeast, namely a colorful halo and a divine ruler. No matter how ferocious Xiong Heng's cultivation was, he had to stop his attack and use all his strength to cope with the power of these three items.
No small magic weapon.
The "Xuan Tian Thunder Great Ming Talisman" still didn't give up, and among the auspicious clouds and rays of light, it summoned the fairy treasures from the east, west, north, and south, and for a time it was overflowing with light and dazzling.
Xiong Heng's figure flew around, and the "White Bone Netherworld Pearl" suddenly showed its power. It flashed past the purple gold bell frequently, and with the combo of colorful halos, he saw the God-Slaying Ruler, Water Dragon Bottle, Jade Pipa and Demon-Suppressing Flag all around him.
Shocked and angry, she yelled: "Grandma, if you have the guts to fight me one by one, who will be afraid of whom? Fighting with more than less is nothing!"
Having said that, even though he had three heads and six arms, it was difficult for him to block the repeated attacks of so many unparalleled immortal treasures and artifacts at the same time. The soul was blown crookedly by the fierce wind that arose from all directions, and his appearance was very strange.
Embarrassed.
In the midst of shock and anger, I suddenly felt the pressure drop suddenly. It turned out that Linghu Heng arrived in time and threw out the treasure map that had been hidden in his arms for many years in an attempt to reduce Xiong Heng's pressure.
Unexpectedly, when the six fairy treasures came into contact with the treasure map, it was like a mouse meeting a cat. Linghu Heng saw the opportunity very quickly and immediately used his spiritual power to control the treasure map. Unexpectedly, the treasure map emits a strange white light.
With a "swish" sound, these six fairy treasures and artifacts were included in the picture!
Seeing this, Xiong Heng felt reassured, but he still refused to forgive, muttering: "What a good boy, you actually got the 'She Ji Tu', you are really lucky. But aren't you a disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect? You can actually use such a
What a magic weapon, I’m so angry!”
Linghu Heng didn't expect that controlling this "She Ji Tu" would actually consume so much spiritual power. Even though he was in the early stage of Mahayana cultivation, he almost couldn't continue. Think about it, those six immortal treasures are originally the most precious treasures in the world, and
With the control of the "Xuan Tian Thunder Daming Talisman", it is extremely lucky to be able to safely remove it without backlash. How could Linghu Heng be dissatisfied? If Linghu Heng hadn't exploded the thunder drum and electric hammer earlier, I'm afraid Linghu Heng would have been so reckless.
You will suffer a lot!
Seeing that Xiong Hengfei was ungrateful and was still panting and making sarcastic remarks, he couldn't help but sneered: "Old madman, if you are so powerful, why did you almost have your soul exploded just now?"
Xiong Heng let out a "poof", feeling impatient. Just when he was about to scold back, he was almost hit by a sword light, so he quickly concentrated and stopped talking to Linghu Heng.
Linghu Heng got the advantage, but secretly his energy and blood were still unstable. The shock from the Thunder Drum and Electric Hammer was still there, and now his spiritual power was exhausted. He only felt that his right arm was sore and numb, and even the "Fengless" Immortal Sword was almost useless.
Can't swing anymore.
For some unknown reason, there was no news about the sword spirit Wufeng. Linghu Heng even thought that it was almost dead. Fortunately, he found its faint aura curled up in the sea of consciousness, otherwise Linghu Heng would have ensured that it was accurate.
I thought that this rogue sword spirit was no longer alive.
But now Linghu Heng has no extra spiritual power to give it. After all, escaping from the Demonic Abyss is the first priority. Linghu Heng has already planned it. If he can successfully escape from the Demonic Abyss, he will make up for it as soon as possible.
The sword spirit has no edge.
But at this time, Linghu Heng was in a bit of a bad situation. His spiritual power had never recovered, and Jian Mang seemed to have discovered this and hit him with all his strength. Linghu Heng didn't even bother to take a bite.
"Elixir of Recovery", the only option is to dodge around.
But at this time, Xiong Heng was thinking: "This boy is young, has already achieved such a level of cultivation, and is a disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect. If he becomes an enemy of me in the future, it will be very bad! I will take a look at it now."
Wouldn't it be wonderful to let that kid use up some of his spiritual power?"
Selfishly, Xiong Heng stood by and watched. He dodged the sword light with ease, but refused to devote any spiritual power to save Linghu Heng. As time went by, Linghu Heng naturally understood.
Linghu Heng sneered in his heart: "You old lunatic, your true nature is hard to change! At this moment, you are still making your own little plans, huh, we'll see!"
He gritted his teeth and said nothing, and did not ask Xiong Heng for help. He tried hard to avoid the sword rays that seemed to come one after another. Soon he was overwhelmed and dangerous, and he was about to be struck by the sword rays.
After only half a moment, Linghu Heng's head was filled with white energy, and his spiritual power had been exhausted to the extreme. Anyone could tell at a glance that he was at the end of his strength.
Xiong Heng leisurely dodged the cats with his loose sword light, and occasionally took time to glance at Linghu Heng. Seeing how tough he was, he couldn't help but feel a little admiration, and asked loudly: "Boy, it seems that you are not good anymore.
Do you want me to go over and help you? After all, ginger is still hot with age!"
Linghu Heng was almost suffocated by Jian Mang's siege. Hearing Xiong Heng's joking words, he felt angry and said coldly: "Old madman, give it a rest, I will die."
I won’t even beg you!”
He was distracted by opening his mouth, and his movement was stagnant. His reaction was half a beat slower, and he was hit by a sword beam. Fortunately, he dodged in time and avoided the vital point. He was only taken away for a moment.
, also staggered, the blood in his chest could no longer be suppressed, and bright red bloodshot streaks overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
Xiong Heng was startled and thought to himself: "No, don't go too far with the joke. This kid is still useful if you keep him. If he really dies, I won't be able to get out of this damn place by myself."
"
As soon as his thoughts changed, Xiong Heng immediately dodged over and took Linghu Heng to move his position, avoiding the three deadly sword lights. With his help, Linghu Heng regained his breath slightly and quickly put a "return"
"Elixir" was thrown into his mouth, and he yelled angrily: "Old madman, if you have the guts, don't save me!"
Xiong Heng laughed and said: "You are quite tough, I want to save you, what can you do to me?"
The two of them joined forces again, and the situation was different again. While arguing and fighting, they actually broke through the sword light within half an hour, and were already less than three feet away from the top of the abyss.
At this time, thunder rumbled above the head, and the "Xuantian Thunderbolt Great Ming Talisman" with a radius of more than ten feet suddenly lit up, casting a burst of lightning. The six fairy swords rotated rapidly around the "Xuantian Thunderbolt Great Ming Talisman", and soon they melted.
Create six rays of light and inject them into the "Xuan Tian Thunder Daming Talisman".
Xiong Heng quickly opened the spiritual shield, and the "White Bone Netherworld Bead" in his hand emitted a frightening white light, shouting: "Haha, this bullshit formation is beyond the capabilities of a Guizhou donkey! Boy, I'm here to support you, hurry up
Go break the formation!"
Linghu Heng had understood that it was the last moment, and did not bother to quarrel with Xiong Heng. He tried his best, surrounded by white spiritual energy, and the "Wufeng" fairy sword rose up with a dragon roar and merged with the other people's swords.
At this moment, Linghu Heng had no distracting thoughts in his heart, all his mind was integrated into the sword, his spirit, energy and spirit were united, he uttered the nine-character mantra, and suddenly launched his most powerful "Sword Control Technique to Conquer the Demons".
The sword intent overflowed and merged with Linghu Heng's state of mind at this moment. He was arrogant and moved forward indomitably, sweeping away the iron-blooded pride of the demons. The brilliance soared into the sky, the dragon danced in the sky, and he rushed straight towards the "Xuantian Thunder Ming Talisman".
Just like those days when demons were dancing wildly on top of a cliff, the "Sword Control Technique for Driving Demons" appeared out of nowhere, and the earth-shattering news reached the sky!
Even Xiong Heng couldn't help but hold his breath and stared, but he was almost hit by a ray of light. He was filled with envy and jealousy in his heart, and he cursed angrily: "Damn it, I allowed this kid to cultivate such a peerless sword technique.
All the good luck fell on him!"
For a moment, Xiong Heng's mood was extremely complicated. On the one hand, he hoped that Linghu Heng could break through the "Xuan Tian Thunder Ming Talisman" in one fell swoop. On the other hand, he was afraid that if Linghu Heng used this sword control technique to fight him, wouldn't it be possible?
Extremely dangerous?
Linghu Heng didn't think so much. He only saw the "Xuan Tian Thunder Great Ming Talisman" in front of him. He saw that the spiritual energy in his body was flowing rapidly, and was continuously poured into the "Wufeng" sword. Those shrunken sword lights,
It simply collapsed at the first touch.
One person and one sword are like a dragon flying through the nine heavens, unstoppable, raising thousands of auspicious clouds and thousands of rays of light.
Just as they were about to touch the "Xuantian Thunderbolt Great Ming Talisman", the six fairy swords seemed to sense it, and they immediately merged into one, gathering a thick and dignified white light beam, and struck straight towards Linghu Heng, like a
The Milky Way is flying down, so spectacular.
With a "boom", the ground shook and the mountains shook. The entire Demonic Abyss seemed to tremble at the impact. The "Xuantian Thunderbolt Great Ming Talisman" even flowed in all directions and shook violently.
Linghu Heng was also in the impact, and was knocked back more than ten feet away. He only felt that the meridians all over his body were swollen and painful, and blood spurted out from the wounds cut by the sword light. Venus danced in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see anything clearly.
The spiritual power in the Dantian also seemed to be drained out all of a sudden, and the feeling of emptiness was even worse than death.
Xiong Heng was also thrown several feet away by the air wave, but the situation was much better than Linghu Heng. After he stabilized his body and looked up, he saw that the immortal talisman was still shaking, but the light was much weakened. Xiong Heng
He couldn't help but feel overjoyed and couldn't help but cheer: "What a boy, you actually managed to level those six swords!" (To be continued)