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Chapter 132 Voices in the dark
Zhang Heng looked at Bing'e's pious face, and at the same time reminded her, he pointed at Bing'e's forehead.

Bing'e only felt that there was a crystal golden seed in the sea of ​​consciousness between her brows, and then the seed bloomed with unscrupulous golden light, and her illusory soul body instantly became several times more solid than before.

"That's the benefit of faith."

Her heart was so excited that her body couldn't stop shaking.

In fact, the faith seed Zhang Heng ingested into Bing'e just now is the power of faith generated by Daming City and Yushu's propaganda during this period.

Whether it is Nezha or Yang Jian, it is actually himself. The power of faith generated will naturally return to his body and let him drive it at will.

A small seed of faith, this is the means of the prehistoric gods, and it is easy for him.

But he also got the benefit, that is, when the seed of faith is like Bing'e's eyebrows, he can grasp everything the host thinks in an instant.

This is actually a kind of shackle that restrains the leader of the believer. When the other party gains benefits, at the same time, the other party is imprisoned to obey his own orders, so as to prevent this person from betraying himself.

"Since there is a leader of faith, it will give some benefits."

"What if the strength is too weak, my efforts are wasted."

After Zhang Heng finished speaking, his mind sank into the system, and he carefully searched for the exercises on the Honghuang Wanbao Wishful Bag.

"Yes, Taiyi Conferred God Art."

Taiyi Fengshen Art was created by Taiyi Daoist. It is based on the above records and compared with the cultivation level of the Xuantian World. It allows practitioners to refine the supreme double ladder, and the price is 50 fortune points.

His own believers are like his own subordinates. In this regard, Zhang Heng is a decisive person and immediately exchanged it.

"Since you are already my believer, you must know some of the deity's inherited exercises, otherwise you will lose the deity's face if you encounter danger."

After Zhang Heng finished speaking, he stretched out his hand again, and Bing'e instantly felt that there were a lot of golden words in her mind, and she felt that the narration was extremely mysterious, which immediately lifted her spirits.

"Spells that can cultivate soul power?"

Since ancient times, the techniques for cultivating soul power have been rare, and they are a side branch.

And she is a soul body, one can imagine how precious this technique is.

"Thank you Marshal." Bing'e bowed immediately, her attitude was absolutely devout.

"Master, Marshal, the Sword Wing Palace has arrived."

Seeing that Bing'e had solved her own problems, Bing'e was also happy. She looked up and saw a huge black angel with a sword standing in front of her, and immediately reminded her.

"Oh?"

Zhang Heng raised his head. The Sword Wing Palace is not like other palaces. Although it stands in Nile Sen Prison, there is a disgusting aura on it.

Human beings always admire the light, and they can't resist the power of darkness. Although Zhang Heng has transformed into the Canopy Grand Marshal and True Monarch, he still can't avoid this feeling.

"What a strong power of darkness."

Bing'e raised her head, her soul and body solidified, unlike the involuntary trembling that came into contact with the breath leaked from the major shrines.

Because there is the "Taiyi Conferring God Art" in his mind, which was created by the real Taiyi. The martial arts originated from Yuxu Palace, and it has an instinctive restraint effect on the power of darkness.

Zhang Heng raised his brows lightly, and the scene of fighting with the Diablo Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate is vivid in his mind.

Every dark creature is extremely strange, it is transformed by the other self of all beings, and there is an aura that pollutes everything on it, it is not the supreme being, and it will turn into darkness when touched.

"Marshal, be careful."

"The fallen angel inside has unparalleled sword wings. Even in ancient times, it is difficult to have an opponent."

"Otherwise, Tianzun Nile and Tianzun Jian will not join forces at the same time to seal it."

Seeing that Zhang Heng was about to open the door, Bing'e hurriedly reminded him.

Zhang Heng paused with his palm, and after a little thought, Nero Ling appeared in his palm.

Since this order can be used to communicate with the killing formations in the shrine, there must be something frightening, maybe it can suppress the strength of the fallen angels.

"Squeak."

The quaint door was pushed open, and a layer of pitch-black smoke rushed towards him, which seemed to have some kind of terrible corrosiveness on it. Bing'e's cold-eyed fire shield protecting Lu Fei suddenly felt like a residual candle in the wind, violently Shaking more than ever.

"Fuck."

Impressed by Nero, there was an instant change. The imprints of the sword and palm on the front and back clearly emerged, as if engraved on it, covered with bright holy light, and drifted into the shrine.

The pitch-black palace seemed to be soaked in the dark ink, and you couldn't see your fingers. The Nile Order reflected the sacred light, like a bright light in the dark night, guiding the three of them forward.

However, the darkness seemed to have a spirit, and with a substantial body, it rushed towards Nile Ling, trying to extinguish the remaining light.

"Oh!"

Nero was extremely blazing. Terrible flames erupted from above. The blazing temperature eliminated the coldness of the darkness. Hurry up.

"boom!"

A terrible mist shrouded it, the flames above were trembling violently, "呲啦" sword lines and palm lines emerged at the same time, and blazing electric lights wriggled out, and the black mist instantly turned into nothingness.

"Don't leave my side, Niro Ling can restrain the ominousness in the darkness."

Zhang Heng made a sound to remind him, his brows were frowned to the extreme.

"Tick tock!"

This is the footsteps of the three people, the echo in the dark space intertwined with their heartbeat, and resonated with their souls, the slender body unexpectedly had a layer of goosebumps unconsciously .

"boom!"

"who is it?"

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew through, and Lu Fei's hair was suddenly whipped up, as if someone did it on purpose.

"Go straight forward. This space is extremely strange. It has existed for tens of thousands of years. I am afraid that there will be strange creatures born in it, controlled by the dark angels, and staring at us in the dark."

Bing'e knew the most. At this time, she held Lu Fei's hand tightly and reminded her.

"Yes, Master."

In the pitch-black space, no penetration can be seen, as if there is no time flow. They don't know how long they have walked, and they can only hear the echo interval, which is getting shorter and shorter.

"You came."

Suddenly, a circle of hoarse voices lingered in the pitch-black space, and it was impossible to tell the direction of the spread. This space was square, but it led the three of them in a pitch-black circle, with no sense of direction at all.

"Who is talking?"

Zhang Heng's face darkened suddenly, and the existence in the darkness greeted them spontaneously.

"Haha, I don't even remember who I am."

"These endless years can kill everything."

The voice that came out became even hoarse, as if someone was carving on the smooth wall with the tip of their nose, it was extremely sharp and ear-piercing, making one feel terrifying.

(End of this chapter)