Chapter 230: Decisive Battle on the Top of Ancient Sword Mountain (1)
Ancient Sword Mountain is named after its 800-mile stretch that resembles an ancient sword. The Ancient Sword Sect is located on the main peak of the Ancient Sword Mountain, but it is not at the highest peak.
Sword Peak, this peak is like a sharp sword drawn out of its sheath, reaching straight into the sky. It is the highest peak in the Ancient Sword Mountain Range.
The battle with the King of Hell took place on this sword-forging peak.
On this day, the climate on Gujian Mountain seemed to have noticed the arrival of the evil guest. The entire sky was shrouded in dark clouds, as oppressive as a million black troops pressing down on the territory. The dull air and the heavy atmosphere before the war made people feel
A little breathless.
Linghu Heng had arrived at Zhujian Peak a long time ago, waiting for the arrival of the powerful enemy. In the strong wind, he stood on the top of Gujian Mountain, closing his eyes and concentrating, as if nothing was happening in his mind, and he looked calm and relaxed.
What he looked like. Behind him were all the elders of the Ancient Sword Sect, including Taoist Taoist Silencer, Fan Ziqian and others, as well as many disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect who were concerned about this battle.
Everyone was sweating for Linghu Heng. After all, the name of the King of Hell was so loud that most people would not dare to fight against him. However, Linghu Heng, as the reincarnation of the Demon Lord, this battle was in no place
It's inevitable.
There is nothing better than this theory of fate. The Demon King suppressed the King of Hell for ten thousand years, and after ten thousand years, the King of Hell found Linghu Heng. This is a cycle of cause and effect. There is destined to be a battle, how can we avoid it?
The mountain wind was so strong that everyone's faces felt a little nervous. On the contrary, Linghu Heng was the absolute protagonist of this matter. On the contrary, he was calm and relaxed, with a look of leisure, which gave people the illusion that he seemed to have a sure victory.
grasp.
What makes Linghu Heng so calm? In fact, Linghu Heng himself is not sure. It can be foreseen that the King of Hell must have recovered his physical body. Otherwise, how could he find Linghu Heng who has mastered the Sky Eye? This is not asking for death.
What! The Heavenly Eye restrains all spirits. Even the King of Hell does not have the courage to fight against the Heavenly Eye that has existed since the birth of heaven and earth.
Wu Zhen looked at Linghu Heng worriedly and asked in a low voice: "Master, can junior brother do it?"
Taoist Taoist Taoist Silence looked at the calm Linghu Heng with a complicated expression. He didn't know when the cultivation level of this closed disciple had far surpassed him, but his attitude towards his master did not change because of his great cultivation level.
It changed, but became more respectful. Although Linghu Heng's verbal address was still so casual, the Taoist Taoist Taoist could still feel his attitude towards him. He was proud of this outstanding disciple from the bottom of his heart, but he was also very
Worry, after all, the King of Hell is a legendary figure. How can a powerful person who can fight against Pangu be easily matched by others?
The Taoist Taoist opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't say a word for a long time. Finally, he slowly closed his eyes and said, "If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent. If A Heng loses, we will also be doomed."
Wu Zhen's heart suddenly shook. At this moment, he was a little bit resentful that his cultivation level was too low and he could not give Linghu Heng any help. Thinking about Linghu Heng, who was only in his twenties, he had to face such cruel things.
Tianyu Continent’s hopes are pinned on him. Can such a heavy burden be bearable?
Yue'er was also mixed in the crowd. Lan Yan originally didn't allow her to come, but when she thought about the intact eggs under the overturned nest, she had no choice. Although the Ancient Sword Sect had already sent disciples to the secret place, if Linghu Heng was defeated,
After the ancient sword sect was destroyed, they shouldered the heavy responsibility of restoring the sect. Although Yue'er was talented, there were too many people, and her whereabouts would inevitably be leaked. So, she was removed. Wu Zhenben was also on the list, but
He refused without hesitation. Only he himself knew the reason.
Nalan Ruoxue has put aside secular concepts and decided to follow Wu Zhen. If she dies, she will die with the big brother in her heart. Wu Zhen didn't say anything, but when he saw Nalan Ruoxue, his eyes were filled with tears.
He turned red and took the woman he loved most into his arms with twinkling tears...
All the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect came here, not only to witness this earth-shattering battle, but also to implement the belief that the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect have always upheld: putting the world first!
On Zhujian Peak, except for the flat land on the top of the mountain, it was already crowded with people. Everyone said nothing and waited quietly for the arrival of the King of Hell. If Linghu Heng died in battle, they would risk their lives. This belief was deeply rooted in their hearts.
It was deeply ingrained in the hearts of the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect.
The mountain wind was howling, the dark clouds were like ink, and seeing a heavy rain coming, Linghu Heng put his perception thousands of miles away. Every plant, every tree, every flower and every bird seemed to be in front of his eyes, and he slowly entered a mysterious world.
Realm, he seemed to see a big world between the plants and trees. No one within a thousand miles could escape his perception.
Suddenly, he "saw" an unusually fishy wind, which brought up bursts of black energy and withered all the flowers, plants and trees along the road. Linghu Heng knew full well that this was the undead energy of the King of Hell!
In other words, the King of Hell has arrived! Although Linghu Heng cannot sense his presence, those plants and trees have already told Linghu Heng that the King of Hell is coming!
The strength of the King of Hell must be so terrifying. Linghu Heng could sense it so well that he could not catch the trajectory of his actions. It was as if he had melted into the air and could not be traced.
The next moment, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared on top of the Sword Making Peak, right in front of Linghu Heng, looking at him quietly.
Linghu Heng also felt something. At this moment, he opened his eyes, looked at the person in front of him in surprise, and said loudly: "I didn't expect that you still look like this. I thought you would change your appearance."
The King of Hell in front of him was the incarnation of truth. He smiled and said: "The flesh is just a shell, and appearance is superficial. I am who I am, even if I change thousands of faces, I am still me.
Why should we care about this stinky skin?"
Linghu Heng also laughed: "That seems to make sense. In fact, you just summoned the physical body left in heaven. Otherwise, I can't think of a physical body in this world that can meet your requirements. Even if
Even if Xianzhi recasts his body, it still cannot meet your requirements. Am I right?"
The King of Hell smiled and said: "As expected, he is the reincarnation of a holy king. He is so smart." This sentence was equivalent to acquiescing to Linghu Heng's speculation.
Linghu Heng looked at the Hell King in front of him in amazement and said, "Why is your strength so similar to the truth?"
Linghu Heng was born with strange eyes, and he could gradually tell the cultivation level of the person in front of him. Although he was still much higher than Linghu Heng, under the observation of the strange eyes, the cultivation level of the King of Hell could not be hidden.
But the King of Hell laughed loudly and said: "Even so, I am still sure of victory. Why don't you worry about your situation?"
Linghu Heng said with great interest: "I guess it is the sequelae caused by the Eye of Heaven on you, which makes you have to carry the body of truth. I don't know if I am right?"
Hearing this, the King of Hell showed a ferocious look on his face, looked at Linghu Heng fiercely, and said in a deep voice: "Not bad!" (To be continued)