Sword Moved the Ninth Heaven

The purple flame Tianlong was angry and smashed. At the same time, the six elders of the Li family changed their faces at the same time, and their spirits could not be turned in time. They almost fell to the ground. Stiff, passed out.

what!

The six elders of the Li family were pale, and they found that their spiritual power was actually suppressed and could not be fully operated, and their hearts seemed to be suppressed by a creator king, and their warfare fell sharply.

What is going on? Is the other person the Genesis King?

No, although the other party did not reveal the Fa phase, the breath is definitely the sublimation emperor. If the six of them don't even recognize this, they can really buy a piece of tofu and be killed!

But what kind of fairy art is this, can actually sharpen their combat power after all!

Originally not Zhou Heng's opponent, how can this be played?

The warriors outside ... are they all so scary?

They were hesitant to leave for the first time and hesitated for the first time. If the people outside were so strong, wouldn't they go out to serve vegetables?

Zhou Heng walked by, struck with anger.

In fact, there was really no resentment between him and the Li family. The mistake was that the other party used an irreparable method to "inquire" about leaving. In fact, if they have a good deal, maybe Zhou Heng will cooperate with them.

After all, the Li family also has a creator who once entered the Holy Mountain and has experience!

But who let the Li family get used to it, and they don't want to reveal the secret, so they only have one idea, which is to win Zhou Heng and force him to ask! This pushed the two sides to the irreversible enemy. Zhou Heng was not addicted to killing, but he could not let go of those who wanted to kill himself.

"Hahaha. Get started, don't think we will ask for forgiveness!"

"As long as the Li family has an ancestor, it will never wither!"

"The ancestors will avenge us!"

"You can't live too long, we are waiting for you on Huangquan Road!"

It seems to foresee that his death is inevitable. The Li family members were very bachelor. Instead of begging for mercy, they called the board to Zhou Heng.

The ancestor of the Li family, the king of creation!

This is indeed a strong enemy. It is impossible to beat Zhou Heng's current combat power! Even if he breaks through to the Emperor of Sublimation, it is very difficult, because the barriers of the world of creation are too strong, at least it must be at least twenty to break!

Prior to this, Zhou Heng did not have the right to fight hard against the Creator King!

——Of course, if the creator is accidentally punched by Zhou Heng and cut a sword, it will not be far away from the soul.

Zhou Heng shakes up the black sword. Says: "What about the Creator King, whoever wants to kill me, I will kill anyone! If your Li family doesn't want to go down on sunset, then pray that the old ancestor of your family doesn't make a wrong idea!"

The sword shadow crossed, and the seven of the Li family had one more sword hole in their chests, and blood poured out, and they died completely.

Zhou Heng stole the black sword, grappling, and quickly left the canyon. The poisonous gas there was really terrible. He had to open his spirits to defend at all times, and it was very expensive. Of course, he had to leave immediately after finishing things.

After exiting the canyon. He first refined the vitality of the black sword, and then jumped back to the Holy Immortal Hall-the addition of the six sublimation emperors and one sublimation emperor only added Zhou Heng's image.

The creator of the Li family was able to realize that he was in a narrow world, which was a good partner for cooperation. It is a pity that the two sides now stand on opposite sides.

Not only can't we cooperate now, but we've become the absolute enemy. I still have a headache when I think of it.

After all, the world is too small. If Zhou Heng wants to leave, he must find a way to go to the holy mountain. This is equivalent to painting a prison for him, and he can only move within this range.

Zhou Heng unfolded himself, but it took five days to return to Shengxian Temple. At this time, there was still 19 days before the battle of the messengers of holy water.

People from all sides are flexing their muscles. It has been a thousand years since the last millennium battle of Holy Water Messengers, and many major players have naturally emerged from the rookie Junjie, but it is still worse than Yan Jinrui, Sun Zhuoli, and Qiao Qingqing A lot.

It was these three people who won the most.

Time went fast, and it was half a month later. The battle for the Holy Water Messenger also began the first lottery, which divided all the participants into five large groups-only to be the first in the large group to successfully qualify. Together with Yan Jinrui, Sun Zhuoli and Qiao Qingqing, they formed the final eight and re-drawed the final winner.

Yan Jinrui, Sun Zhuoli, and Qiao Qingqing are seed players. They can skip the first round and directly advance to the quarterfinals.

The first round of scramble is very simple, there is no need to defeat one opponent after another, you only need to fight once, everyone only needs to fight once!

This is a scuffle!

Hundreds of people are in the same ring, and being beaten or running on their own counts as losing! Moreover, there is no responsibility for killing people on the ring, so don't try to win with some cheap tricks using the rule that the Holy Temple cannot kill.

——Only real warriors and real strong men deserve to get holy water for supreme gods!

Zhou Heng looked at him and he was assigned to the fourth group.

"Oh, four, this number is unlucky!" The Red Dragon Queen immediately reached out and snatched the sign that Zhou Heng had just received, then said in fuss.

"Come back!" Zhou Heng will spread his hands.

"Take it yourself!" The Red Dragon Empress shoved the sign from her neckline and fell into the deep cleavage. Such a brand was inserted into it without deforming the breasts. You can see how majestic her **** are and how deep the cleavage is!

Zhou Heng couldn't help but sway in his heart, only to feel that a certain part became extremely hard for a moment, and his eyes immediately stared at the white bulge.

Damn, this place magnified all his mood swings by a dozen times!

"Second sister, you're a dead man!" The blue dragon queen drew the brand out quickly and threw it to Zhou Heng without looking.

Zhou Heng reached out to catch it, but felt that the brand was still warm, and it seemed that there was a faint scent, which made him sway again.

Alas, be sure to leave this place as soon as possible!

Five days later, the first group of wars began first, at the battlefield of the Holy Sin Temple, and the second to fifth groups were conducted within the next four days. There are no rules in the game. You can use any instrument, but you cannot use taboos, such as self-explosive methods.

Zhou Heng didn't go to watch the war. To him, no matter who wins, it makes no difference, he punched with one punch!

After another three days, it is Zhou Heng's fourth group.

The first three groups to qualify were Chen Hao, Ma Yifei and Yuan Shan, all of whom were ascension emperors. Only Chen Hao was the newcomer who had just emerged. Ma Yifei and Yuan Shan had participated in the nine Holy Water Messenger battles before. Is their last chance.

Zhou Heng affixed a piece of paper to his chest with the number "two hundred and sixty-six" on it, which was his number. However, there are obviously more than two hundred people in this huge battlefield, but they have reached the level of one thousand.

Of course, it is impossible to have thousands of people in the sublimation realm. In this small world, the sublimation realm is not so worthless!

Only about two hundred people reached the sublimation level, and the sublimation emperor only had more than fifty. Most of them were Emperor Ri Yao, even Emperor Ri Yao. Warriors of this level also want to stand out? What's the matter of being out of line? There are really strong players in the quarterfinals!

——Since the holy water angel is a huge glory, even if you can't compete for the biggest glory, you can also squeeze into the quarterfinals!

Words of fame and fortune, I don't know how many people let people succeed!

These people are not fighting alone, but a dozen or even dozens of people form a small team to protect one person and make a figure of a certain force stand out.

Is this OK?

I have to say that any rules are flawed, not to mention that there are almost no rules in this scuffle, and they will naturally be used by others.

But how about that, the real strong should win out in any case!

Huh!

With the sound of a gong, the melee kicked off.

"Kill!"

"I want to die and get out of the battlefield!"

"Hahaha, the winner of this group belongs to our Yun family!"

"Fart, our young master is the winner this time!"

Accompanying the clash of the blades was the scolding of the crowd. The warriors came and went in the water and were born to die. How many people would care about the word elegance?

The battle was still very fierce. Only a few dozen people were cleared from the beginning. However, only people were injured and no one died, but it was hard to say with red eyes.

"Kid look at the sword!" A middle-aged man raised his knife and chopped it at Zhou Heng. This person was very bad. He screamed when the knife was about to chop Zhou Heng. This is not a reminder, but to make the opponent more panic. If there is no combat experience, he will inevitably be chopped.

Zhou Heng raised his fist to meet the past and smiled: "Look at the fist!"

"Haha ~ www.readwn.com ~ You are looking for death!" The middle-aged man sneered, although he was just the sublimation king, he could be chopped by him, but what about the sublimation emperor, he also had to kneel!

Huh!

The fist hit the sword, and the violent force surged through. The knife immediately turned into a cold light and flew to the sky.

The expression on the middle-aged man's face suddenly solidified, his tiger's mouth was shattered and blood raged.

"Oh, which guy secretly counted Lao Tzu!" Not far away, a man with an expression of pain, slammed from the ground, and his knife was held in his butt!

He was a little bit smart, lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and planned to get up to fight in about the same time. Whoever expected to lie down was also shot, no, no sword. Just now Zhou Heng fisted off the middle-aged man's knife and flew away. When he fell, he was just right and got into his chrysanthemum position.

"Are you going out by yourself, or do you want me to beat you out?" Zhou Heng laughed.

"Boy, what are you crazy, do you think I'm just a man?" After the middle-aged man was startled, he yelled unabashedly. (To be continued ...)