The earth shook, and a strong impact came from the deep cave, with a faint roar. Linghu Heng watched the movement below with all his concentration, and at the same time tried his best to mobilize more spiritual energy, but the spiritual energy within a radius of ten miles had just been consumed by him.
Where can you recover so quickly?
Linghu Heng had the urge to run away. After all, facing an opponent who couldn't be beaten to death or drained of his spiritual energy, there was no way to fight him! But there was a voice in his heart saying: "He has nothing to fear, stay here
, you can definitely defeat him!"
Sword Spirit Wufeng also clearly felt that the opponent this time was unusual, and its trembling voice revealed its inner fragility: "Boss, if it doesn't work, let's withdraw. The green hills will be left, and we won't have to worry about having no firewood. Wait for us to practice.
When you become stronger, you won’t be afraid of him anymore.”
Linghu Heng also wanted to run away, but when he thought that Di would be angry with the Ancient Sword Sect, which also included big men and old Taoist priests, Yue'er, Lan Yan, tall and short old men, Linghu Heng would not run away.
After a while, the roar of the deep cave became louder, and suddenly it exploded again. Huge rocks were thrown more than twenty feet high. Linghu Heng had to dodge to avoid the rubble.
A bright light came out, and Di instantly appeared above the deep cave. Suspended in mid-air, Di looked at Linghu Heng quietly. Linghu Heng felt that anger surged under his calm face, and there was a trace of lethargy.
The power of his heart palpitations.
After a long time, Di said: "For many years, no one has made me so embarrassed. Even the emperor is just an ant. But you, let me slap you in the face severely. You said, I should
How can I let you die?"
Linghu Heng smiled calmly and said: "Thank you for that. It's just that you were too careless. If it were serious, I might not be able to successfully attack you."
Di nodded seriously and said, "That's right. Since you are so smart, why not imagine how you will die later?"
Linghu Heng did not get angry. Instead, he relaxed his guard and said, "My imagination has always been bad and I can't imagine anything."
Di smiled, and after a while, he said: "You want to delay time, and I let you delay time. In fact, you and I both know that there is no point in doing so, because you also know that the spiritual energy on Tianyu Continent,
Every point you use is a point lost. Even if you wait another ten or eight days, the spiritual energy level around you will not be restored to what it was just now."
Linghu Heng, who was still lucky, felt a chill in his heart when he heard what Di said. But he didn't know why, so he asked, "You know you can't recover?"
Di Que smiled and said: "Do you know the spiritual energy situation in hell?"
Linghu Heng frowned and thought hard, but he didn't know what the profound meaning of Di's rhetorical question was. Seeing that he didn't answer, Di habitually touched the dark ring on his left hand with his right hand. Linghu Heng's eyes inadvertently
Staying on that ring, there was a power that made his heart palpitate. "Could it be..."
Linghu Heng was startled by his own speculation, but Di laughed loudly: "You read it right, I am the body of the soul. But you don't know why your soul can only move within a hundred miles when leaving the body.
of aura, but my aura is endless?”
Linghu Heng stared at the ring and suddenly blurted out: "The Ring of the Undead from Hell!" After saying it, Linghu Heng was stunned. He didn't know why he knew the name of the ring.
Di was stunned for a moment, and his face darkened: "Boy, how do you know? Even the emperor doesn't know the origin of this ring, let alone its name! Tell me, and I will spare your life!"
Linghu Heng was confused by this ring in his mind. He didn't know why he was so familiar with this ring and knew its function clearly: "The ring of the undead in hell can be absorbed when the soul leaves the body."
The aura of the hell world and the aura of the entire hell world are used by the soul. The disadvantage is that when the natural disaster comes, the soul of the person who uses this ring will fly away; the person who is lucky enough to escape will be driven by the undead forever and cannot stand up.
"
"This ring was originally owned by the King of Hell, but was killed by the Demon Lord using the Heavenly Tribulation to seize the ring. During the battle with Fuxi from the Heaven Realm, the Demon Lord died in battle, and the Ring was missing..."
"Is it at that time that this precept was truly attained?"
The questions in Linghu Heng's mind came one after another, but he never got an answer. Seeing that Linghu Heng was silent and said that he was determined not to say anything, he couldn't help but said angrily: "Okay, I will let you die without any reason."
Burial place!"
The "Hell's Ring of the Undead" began to extract spiritual energy from the hell world, and a little bit of black energy appeared around it, which was a sign of using the "Hell's Ring of the Undead" with all its strength.
Linghu Heng's heart trembled, and he drew out the "Feng Wu" sword. At this moment, he had no spiritual energy to use, so he had to rely on the weapon to fight hand-to-hand.
But Di didn't give him a chance at all. He appeared in front of Linghu Heng as if he teleported, and punched Linghu Heng in the lower abdomen with incredible speed. The punch was so powerful that even Linghu Heng's body had been tempered.
Even if he is extremely strong, he cannot defend himself against this punch.
Linghu Heng was bent by Di's punch. After his body recovered a little, Linghu Heng swung a sword angrily, but Di easily dodged it. Di sneered and teleported to Ling Huheng again.
Hu Heng's left side kicked Linghu Heng's left ribs.
The unprepared Linghu Heng was kicked and fell straight to the mountain ground. Not long after, there was a muffled "bang" sound, but Linghu Heng's body came into close contact with the hard mountain rock, knocking out a
The pit is no less deep than the big hole just now.
Di did not pursue him and waited for Linghu Heng to stand up from the pit. He said coldly: "I know that those few blows just now can't kill you at all. Come out quickly, otherwise it won't be fun."
Linghu Heng was so dizzy from the blow that he had no time to react. At this moment, he was in a deep pit with wounds all over his body. Linghu Heng had no choice but to open his special pupils and treat his injuries. He was not a soul like Di.
Out of body, if the trauma does not stop the bleeding, he may die from excessive blood loss.
A ray of red light burst out from his pupils and enveloped Linghu Heng in an instant. Those wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but Linghu Heng's mind couldn't stop: "He has that ring, it's not me at all.
Can compete. Is there any way to defeat him? Wait, the emperor seemed to have been killed by my strange eyes at that time. Could it be that my strange eyes caused abnormal damage to the body of the soul? "
Linghu Heng secretly calculated, and the time passed by minute by second. Di was already impatient with waiting. He concentrated his spiritual energy on the knife in his hand and aimed it at the deep pit. He swung out an extremely sharp air knife and hit it in the middle of the deep pit. Once again, he was in the deep pit.
Create a ravine!
Linghu Heng was thinking about how to defeat Di by surprise, but unexpectedly an ominous premonition came over him. Before he could think about it, he turned sideways and just missed the extremely sharp sword energy!
As the rubble flew, Linghu Heng was secretly frightened. Di's attack power was too strong, and his aura was still endless. Can such a person really be defeated? Linghu Heng no longer had confidence in himself.