Chapter 59 The Wrath of the Sky Eye

Zhang Heng thought that there might be something extraordinary on the other party's body, but his face was still indifferent. With a swipe of the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand, a mountain in the distance was cut off by him, "It seems that you are underestimating me."

Yushu was about to cry instantly: "Master Yang Jian, I'm gone, I'm really gone."

"My old man is over hundreds of years old and has gained nothing. These heaven-defying things are all inherited from my predecessors."

Yushu's face was full of pain.

"What ring, what ring do I want?"

Zhang Heng finally spoke for a long time.

It was a sentence that made Yushu's mouth crooked.

"Master, give it to Master Yang Jian. In our current situation, without his protection, our lives would be in danger, and your Na ring would be useless."

Seeing Yushu's painful appearance, Ying'er hurriedly persuaded her.

Turning his head to look at Zhang Heng, who was staring at himself with a half-smile, and felt a chill in his heart.

If the ring is not handed in today, it seems that Yang Jian will not protect the two of them.

"I hope Master Yang Jian will keep his promise."

Zhang Heng reached out to take the golden receiving ring, and at the same time stretched out his finger, and he put away the treasures floating in the sky together.

"This deity has always kept his word."

After Zhang Heng finished speaking, he looked at the illusory panel in front of him that only he could see, and his face was a little excited.

Now, after exchanging the items in the Yushuna Ring with those treasures, he has obtained another 8 Fortune Points.

Now he has a total of 101 million good fortune points, which is one step closer to the next transformation.

Not long after Zhang Heng and the others left, three black magic flames shot down from the sky and stood beside Ji Wuxin's body.

"Ten prison masters, Ji Wuxin..."

Beside the young man in charge, an old man in black robe with white hair and childlike face had just spoken halfway, but seeing that young man's face was extremely gloomy, he swallowed the last part of his sentence.

The thirteenth prison master Ji Wuxin is the younger brother of the tenth prison master Ji Fengyun, the old man can imagine how angry Ji Fengyun is now.

"The prehistoric, the prehistoric again!"

"Check it out for me, even if you dig three feet into the ground, I want this person to pay for my brother's life!"

Ji Fengyun was furious, and finally the breath around him could not be suppressed.

If a desolate ancient demon god wreaks havoc in the ten directions, intending to destroy the nine heavens and the ten earths.

"Oh!"

The two old men behind him were directly shaken ten feet away, and suddenly knelt on the ground: "I will take orders."

……

In a quiet town, the streets are surrounded by cherry trees, and every night, there will be a little pink light echoing the Xuanyue in the sky, blooming a pleasant fragrance.

In the middle of the night, the evening wind is blowing, and the cherry trees are rustling under the bright moonlight. There are swaying pink awns and fragrance, like naughty elves, jumping happily through the cracks in the house.

Zhang Heng, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and Huo got up and looked out of the window.

A black paper kite was floating outside the house, with black eyes hanging down to the sky, as if sending out some kind of call.

"What happened?"

At this time, the two people in the room sat up at the same time."

When Yushu saw the paper kite covered in black mist, his heart skipped a beat.

"The chasing magic kite of Zaohai Mingdu!"

"Go, get out of here quickly, Zaohai Mingdu's pursuers are coming!"

On the other hand, Zhang Heng looked indifferent, staring at the black magic fire from afar with indifferent eyes.

"What are you panicking about?"

"It's just a little shrimp who came here to give the deity a treasure."

"Boom boom boom!"

As soon as Zhang Heng finished speaking, the sky fire fell from the sky, covering the sky in an instant.

The terrifying wave of destruction made the peaceful town tremble.

Numerous houses had horrible cracks at this moment, and many people were awakened.

The black sea of ​​fire above the dome made them feel as if the end was coming, and they were terrified.

"Whoosh!"

A cloud of fire fell on the ground of the town, and the rows of cherry trees were instantly ignited. Countless houses were burned to ashes at this moment, and there were wailing soaring to the sky.

"Evil demons and demons dare to poison all living beings, they deserve to die!"

After Zhang Heng's transformation, the compassion and blood that came from the depths of Yang Jian's heart erupted from the bottom of his heart.

Holding the three-pointed two-edged knife in the air and dancing in the air, Zhang Heng's figure disappeared in an instant.

The endless sword light weaves a net to seal the sky, and drags it up to the sky.

"Oh!"

The net is woven by a knife, with terrifying cutting power, even the space it passes through will be annihilated!
"Boom boom boom!"

When the blade net came into contact with the sky-filled demon fire, the ocean of fire exploded directly.

When it turned into nothingness, a flame that lifted the sky unexpectedly slashed at Zhang Heng's head.

"Humph."

Disdain leaked from Zhang Heng's face, the three-pointed and two-edged sword held up to the sky, and shot out the ten-thousand-foot sword in the wind, facing the attack.

"Oh!"

The entire sky exploded directly, and the destructive power of the explosion gathered toward the center.

Then a young man in black clothes came out, and a terrible magic fire blazed out from his body.

"Zaohai Mingdu, Purgatory Zunji Fengyun!"

Yushu's pupils shrank suddenly, he was the eighth existence on the list of the best, and he heard that his strength had already reached the perfection of the Nine Heavens, and he was about to take that terrifying step.

"Ding dong, the host's war spirit has been refined to the extreme, and he has gained immeasurable good deeds for saving people, and his shaping points have reached one hundred."

"Now unlock the supernatural eye and the roaring dog for the host."

"Congratulations to the host, it has been unlocked."

The voice of the system sounded in Zhang Heng's mind. At this time, the vertical eyes between his brows and him had a feeling of spiritual connection, and it was like a new universe inside.

When he swept across this space with his heavenly eyes, all the traces suddenly disappeared in front of him.

Zhang Heng was overjoyed. He had fought countless battles from the Dark Lord to the present.

When he killed Ji Wuxin, he had checked that his shaping points had already reached ninety points.

And Yang Jian, as a god, protects the people in the town for good deeds, which brings his own cultivation point to perfection.

"Boom!"

With Zhang Heng as the center, the surrounding space instantly shattered, and countless black flame swords shot up into the sky, forming a terrifying Senluo flame sword prison, crushing and slashing towards Zhang Heng.

The terrifying flame gang knife kept spinning, like the blade on a meat grinder, trying to crush Zhang Heng into minced meat.

"Pay for my brother's life!"

The loud angry roar shook the entire sky, and the boundless black flame reappeared, descending from the sky, destroying the earth and killing the gods.

Everything happened between lightning and flint. Zhang Heng's body was like a dragon, and he swiped the three-pointed two-edged knife around his body in his hand, breaking through the magic flame knife and the moment the dragon killed him, he suddenly raised his head.

Between his brows, a divine light appeared.

Ji Fengyun above the sky instantly became alert.

Between Yang Jian's brows, the sealed sky eyes slowly opened, and time seemed to be sealed at this moment!

(End of this chapter)

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