Heavenly Martial Arts - 298. Chapter 297

Peng!

A horrible sword light cut through the layers of restraint and shattered the heart of the formation, and He Heng and others quickly passed through the dense cover.

“Huh~~, I didn’t expect that even after such a long time, the test formation laid down by the ancient powers still exists. Such magical powers are really unimaginable.” Yu Shuyan was quite yearning.

Ji Xikong and the others also nodded deeply in agreement. There is a forbidden air formation above Yuanzaizhou. They can only choose to pass through these layers of dense forest to reach Qingyao Mountain, and they inevitably have to face many here. Formation restriction, what they just fell into was a simplified version of the ancient killing formation. Several people joined forces, and with all reservations, it took three hours to forcefully break the formation and get out.

And this kind of formation is not uncommon in this area.

Originally, with He Heng’s cultivation base, at most half a day was enough to reach Qingyao Mountain, but now they have walked for three days and nights, which is half the distance from Qingyao Mountain.

After swallowing an elixir, Ji Xikong’s pale complexion recovered a bit, looking at He Heng, who had the same aura, and he sighed: “Brother He, the consumption of a few of us is not shallow, and the road ahead is full of crises. Let’s fix it before moving forward.”

He Heng nodded solemnly: “Now it can only be so, just follow Brother Ji’s words.”

With that, he and Ji Xikong’s eyes quietly collided with each other, and at the same time they burst into light.

The dusk passed quickly, the world was dark, and the dense forest was full of endless secluded forests. From time to time, the roar of strange beasts came, and the cold shrouded here.

He Heng sat dignifiedly on the top of an ancient tree, overlooking the jungle.

The night cannot cover his eyes, and the terrifying beast is not enough to threaten him.

What he is waiting for is the one he is waiting for.

Not only him, but at this moment not far from him, Ji Xikong and the four are also waiting nervously-although they still seem calm, Ji Xikong and the two women are talking and laughing, but Ji Guikong can Perceive the tension in the three of them.

A sly sneer evoked at the corner of his mouth, Ji Guikong stood beside him, motionless, like a statue, unchanged forever. A gray robe wrapped his body in the dark, making him more like a lonely wild ghost crawling from hell.

The night is long and lonely. In the howling of the cold wind, the time quietly arrived late at night.

Ji Xikong suddenly frowned, surrounded by surroundings, seemingly puzzled. Yu Shuyan suddenly looked at He Heng and frowned: “I have been waiting for so long, should I call him over? I don’t think anything will happen tonight. And we are all together, we should be safer. …”

“No!” Ji Xikong suddenly stretched out a hand. His skin was as white as jade, and the crystal color was enough to make most women jealous. He buried his head and thought while waiting. He firmly shook his hand at Yu Shuyan, his eyes gleaming. He glanced at where He Heng was, and said indifferently: “Senior Sister, there are some things you don’t understand, so don’t say more, otherwise it will be a little difficult for Junior Brother to do it.”

Yu Shuyan’s heart palpitated, only to feel that Ji Xikong at this moment seemed to be a different person. Without the slightest gentleness and tenderness, she became cold, like her master, her soul reaching that belongs to the lunar star. The eternal and unchanging state of silence–

Too unforgiving, too ruthless!

Ji Guikong and Gu Bo’s unhappy expression also moved. Ji Xikong suddenly turned his head and glanced at him. There was no emotion in his eyes, just like He Heng who was still sitting on the top of the tree at this moment.

When the breeze passed, the woods “rusted” and the withered yellow leaves fell to the ground. This is the return of the leaves to their roots, a kind of end.

He Heng felt the breath of killing.

“finally come!”

Bah!

Although there was no subsequent sound, and no trace of killing intent, He Heng Yuanrong felt an unprecedented crisis in his Taoist heart. The body and mind were chilled. He turned around without hesitation, and Tai Chi Heaven and Earth was launched, all true. Yuan Tiao Ji, the gods eight tribulations and the earth tribulations used all strength, all the gods’ evil spirits urged with all their strength, the four images are generous and Guanghua, the seldom used black killing curse is also used, and there is a treasure mirror of the whole sky…

In an instant, He Heng’s tense spirit was fully released, and his whole body was like an arrow from the string, bursting out the most brilliant power.

A round of Tai Chi diagrams that traverse the sky and the earth rises brilliantly, and in the revolving birth and death, the yin and yang two qi strangle infinitely, and evolve into thousands.

This was He Heng’s strongest blow from Fengyun World’s Returning Roar. There are no gorgeous words to describe its brilliance, only pure invincible crushing.

But there is only the deepest sword light opposite him, scarlet and pitch black, condensing the ultimate strength, the only purpose of existence is… to kill!

Kill kill kill kill kill kill kill!

This is the most filthy and terrifying death thought, why Heng has only seen it in his life, but he has to marvel at it because it is too pure.

Just like himself.

The only meaning of his life is to chase the higher and far way, seek eternity and detachment, or end self.

And the only will contained in this sword light is to kill, destroy all lives, and end everything.

Kill the gods, kill the devil, kill the father, kill the mother, and finally… kill yourself!

boom!

There are sixty moments in one flick, and nine hundred births and deaths in a single moment.

Only between birth and death, the Taiji Tu collided with the sword light.

At the moment of contact, the sword light suddenly turned scarlet, and endless murderous aura surged out, piercing everything and strangling everything.

Tai Chi Tu had a tendency to break.

A stern look flashed in He Heng’s eyes, his complexion turned red, and he rose up to inject all his strength into the Tai Chi picture, and the two qi of yin and yang revolved, intertwined with that terrifying murderous aura.

After a while, there was a loud blast, a huge force spreading across a radius of several miles, and everything turned into dust in an instant.

In the dust, He Heng’s figure appeared in it, his face was extremely pale, and there was a blood stain on his chest, which was a sword wound.

He Heng murmured under his gloomy expression, “Yan Luodian, Qin Lifeng!”

“You can’t escape.”

With an icy killing intent, he suppressed the injury with Huntian Baojian, Nuwa Great God’s supreme good fortune book. Although faintly aware that Ji Xikong was also undergoing a great change, He Heng had only one thought at this moment.

kill him!

In the previous fight, he didn’t see the opponent at all from the beginning to the end, and he didn’t even hear a single voice, but it was the most terrifying battle since he achieved Dao Fei Stage. Life and death were only a moment.

For that terrible opponent, how could he let him escape?

“Although Yan Luodian’s thought killing is the supreme killing secret technique, it has created the powerful characteristics of the one-strike killer of the Yan Luo Temple practitioners, but it also makes you have a fatal weakness, that is, if one strike does not kill the opponent, you will I won’t have enough energy to make a second blow… Qin Lifeng, the most outstanding assassin in the Temple of Yama, and only you among the disciples of Temple of Yama, have the power to threaten me. Today I will grant you death!”

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

When the raging storm surged, the darkness and coldness filled everything.

In the dark night, a ghostly figure shuttled through the jungle, behind him, a terrifying air machine crushed and was unstoppable.

The ghost’s methodical steps rarely changed a little, causing him to frown, and for the first time he made a sound, which was extremely quiet and cold.

“It seems that my skills are a bit sparse! Haven’t you experienced the consequences of failure for too long?”