Heavenly Martial Arts - 692. Chapter 684

“Leaving? I think I can stay for a while…” He Heng didn’t have the blushing feeling of not doing anything after taking advantage of it. He left the king ship and left Longdao happily.

Among the things Wuzu gave him, there are no earth-shattering magical powers and techniques, but He Heng is not rare in this. After reaching the realm of Chunyang, any exercises, secret techniques, and magical powers are not important, but the most important thing is himself. The state of mind and Taoism.

The strong gods and demons who cultivate and inherit the techniques of the Supreme Lord Luo are not necessarily much better than the strong ones who have cultivated themselves into the gods and demons. The difference between the two is that one has guidance in front and walks more smoothly, and the other Nothing.

Able to cultivate above Pure Yang, that peerless figure who is not a self-developed school has different personal ways. Other people’s things can only be used as a reference, and it is difficult to provide much help.

“However, the Stone Man Law, the Supreme Ancestor Divine Law… There are so many different methods from the Datian orthodox path?” He Heng was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, Wu Zu himself created the Datian. It is only natural for a martial artist to have this knowledge.

Datian’s cultivation system, above the gods and demons, was created by Taoist ancestors, but under pure sun was created by Wuzu—because in the era when Dao ancestors opened the way to all living beings, the great heavens are all innate beings, and the weakest are also gods. The cultivation base of the Demon Realm.

“It turns out that the so-called Stone Man Law and Supreme Ancestor Divine Law contain so many secrets…” He Heng was a little excited when he looked at the things in his mind. Even though he knew the crisis of Zhutian Baojian to himself, he hadn’t cared about it, but at this moment, he was a little hard to restrain his emotions, because the things related to practice that Wuzu gave him were too valuable. Let him pass unimpeded here before proving Dao Xuan Huang.

“Retreat, I want to retreat…” Nothing more, He Heng rushed back to the underworld quickly, ready to try this technique.

But after another thought, he shook his head.

“In my current realm, if I were to shut myself up and swallow the vitality of the world unscrupulously, I am afraid that this longevity world will collapse before long. By then, the martial ancestors and the three emperors and five emperors will kill me?” Although He Heng doesn’t think. Wuzu and the other guys would really do what to him, but if they fall out, it would be a bad idea to be driven away by them.

“You have to find a suitable world…Death World or Primordial Heaven Realm.” He Heng made a decision. In fact, he wanted to go to the only real world, where there are more powerhouses and more opportunities, but he can’t help it. Entering it, you can only retreat to the next best thing.

In the message Wu Zu gave him, it also included the way to enter these two worlds.

“Then die the world.” He Heng considered it for a moment and made a decision.

Although the Primordial Heaven Realm is much better than the Death World, it has more powerful players and more resources, but compared to the chaotic Death World, there is still some order there. Several big stone kings are checking and balancing each other. He currently has no strength to challenge this pattern.

Out of this consideration, he chose the world of death.

“Sacral Fei Xuan, you are here to preside over the underworld, I will go!” He Heng was about to leave, suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky, his complexion changed.

“Old Demon Black Mountain, should you give an explanation for killing the poor disciple?” The majestic voice carried the vastness of the world, and it was endless, encompassing all directions, and filled with great indifference.

Accompanied by this sound, a magnificent purple light descended from the sky, forming a majestic palm, covering hundreds of millions of miles, covering nine heavens and ten earth, and the momentum is extremely surging.

For a moment, the whole underworld shuddered.

The faces of the great dark kings changed wildly, and they looked out of the sky, shaking all over, this was the result of fear.

“Ancestor… Ancestral God!” they cried.

He Heng raised his head slightly, staring at the sky, and said lightly: “At this time, the ancestral god-level powerhouse who will appear is also the master of the sky. It seems that you are…Hongjun!”

He walked out of the underworld slowly, and his body was enveloped in a deep mist, covering all the breath and light, and there was only one kind of deepness and one kind of terror.

“The underworld is the territory of this seat, come here to make chaos, Hongjun, have you followed your disciple’s footsteps and awakened?”

The cold voice, the sharp murderous intent, the terrifying momentum, the astonishing coercion, intertwined with a thrilling horror, spreading over the underworld, and pressed against the purple light that rushed forward.

Boom!

The two shocking forces collided from outside the underworld, and instantly swept through hundreds of millions of miles of void, making it so empty that there was no trace of things, and rolling up a terrifying storm.

Click!

Void couldn’t bear the pressure brought by the two confronting each other, collapsed and collapsed in an instant, splitting gaps.

All the yin spirits in the underworld held their breath, staring into the sky, witnessing the battle of life and death. Just now, he closed the door and walked back.

He Heng squinted, hiding under the black fog, and staring ahead.

Suddenly, after the sky was full of purple light, an extraordinary figure slowly emerged. It was a Taoist who looked like an old man and a young man, who could not tell the age. He held a whisk in his hand and was dressed in a Taoist robe. His face was full of vicissitudes and profoundness. Measurement.

“Poor Dao Hongjun!” He introduced himself while staring at He Heng with cold eyes, his pupils deep and unfathomable.

Hearing this name, all the ghosts in the underworld were moved, including several dark kings.

This is an earth-shattering name.

Since the ancestral gods disappeared, no name has been louder than this.

He is the ancestor of Xuanmen, the master of half-ancestor Laozi, Primitive, Tongtian, etc., and the number one powerhouse in the existing longevity world. Among the hearts of many people in the world, he ranks higher than many ancestor gods.

Has such a strong man descended into the underworld? !

Hongjun stared at He Heng, who was shrouded in the black mist, without saying a word, his eyes deeper and deeper.

He Heng is also looking at him. He knows that this Hongjun has nothing to do with Datian’s Taoist ancestor. The Laozi, Primitives and others in the longevity world are all martial ancestors, and the three emperors and five emperors imaginary based on their own deductions of some great existences. He was no exception.

This is also an experiment.

The essence of their existence is illusory, and has no connection with those truly great beings, only some features are similar.

“Hongjun, the underworld is not a place for you to come.” He Heng said coldly.

Hongjun expressionlessly: “Old Black Mountain demon, you kill my disciple, this cause and effect need to be resolved.”

“How to end it?”

“Life!” Hongjun stubbornly cut the railway, without concealing his own murderous intent.

“Can you do this?” He Heng sneered.

“You’ll know soon.” Hongjun said lightly, and then he burst out with a shocking coercion, with the vast aura of heaven, pressing on He Heng.

He Heng did not show weakness, the black mist all over his body, infinite power emerged, stirring all directions, at the same time he threw a punch with boundless power, and took the lead in killing Hongjun.