You, what kind of Taoist soul are you?" Lei Ao's face was filled with horror, and his body trembled and retreated. The murderous force surging in Wu Heng's bones made him breathless. Lei Ao could not imagine that such a terrifying aura would be emitted by the young man in front of him!
Wu Heng glanced at Lei Ao indifferently and said, "The soul of the world is destroyed"
Wu Heng, a sixteen-year-old boy who usually smiles harmless and has a delicate face, seems to have become a demon king who wants to eat people at this moment. His cold expression, blood-red eyes, long dancing hair, and that cold and timid atmosphere are all scary.
Killing, destruction, violence, bloodshed, and demonic, a series of negative emotions poured into Wu Heng's heart. This is a side effect of destroying the world's soul. When a martial artist is not mentally determined enough, he is likely to fall into this negative mood. He strayed into the devil's path and became a machine that would only slaughter forever.
There is no doubt about the power of the world-destroying Taoist soul. Wu Heng's strength immediately reached its peak state, and his combat power increased several times in an instant. The most terrifying thing is that he will not feel timid about the enemy's strength, but only has a strong fighting spirit.
"It turned out to be a demon soul. . . . . One of the most terrifying Taoist souls in ancient times" Lei Ao's breathing began to become disordered, and he couldn't believe that Wu Heng actually had such a terrible Taoist soul. He carefully distanced himself from Wu Heng, fearing that the devil would suddenly go crazy, and his trembling hands would not even be able to hold the weapon firmly.
Lei Ao forced himself to calm down and said: "Boy, do you dare to use the devil soul in front of me? Aren't you afraid that I will announce the news to the world, and no one will be able to protect you by then!"
"The dead don't know how to deliver news!" Wu Heng smiled strangely and took action again step by step. He waved his hand and drove up the turbulent wind. His violent essence condensed in his palm. His whole body was shrouded in golden divine light. He was unstoppable and struck Lei Ao with one palm.
"Since everyone has no way out, I can only fight to the death!" Lei Ao also knew that there was no way out, so he waved the thunder gun in his hand to block the blow, but he soon found that he still underestimated Wu Heng's explosive power.
"Hom!"
Wu Heng slapped it with one palm, and the power of the divine body and the demon soul overlapped once, directly breaking the thunder gun blocking Lei Ao's body. There was a crisp sound of metal breaking, and Lei Ao was also slapped dozens of feet away like a scarecrow.
"Puff."
The soul weapon was destroyed, and the soul was immediately seriously injured. Lei Ao coughed up a mouthful of blood and fell to his knees. His face was as pale as snow, and his hair was messy and embarrassed by the violent wind. He looked very embarrassed.
Wu Heng walked step by step, unhurried and patient. His eyes looking at Lei Ao were like seeing delicious prey and trying to devour him.
Lei Ao looked at Wu Heng's every step towards him with a horrified face, as if as long as the devil approached, his heart would stop beating for a second.
Fear, the fear from the heart, Lei Ao could no longer arouse any fighting spirit. He suddenly screamed: "You, don't kill me, I can give you whatever you want." . . . . .
"Oh? You can give me whatever I want? Wu Heng stopped, his voice hollow and his eyes blood red.
"Yes, that's right, I can give you whatever you want!" Lei Ao was ecstatic, as if he had found the dawn of survival.
"Then I want your soul!" Wu Heng dropped a sentence without any emotion, grabbed Lei Ao's skirt with his powerful right hand, stared at him with blood-filled eyes, and bloodthirsty negative emotions burst out.
"Fuck, are you playing tricks on me?" Lei Ao was furious, and Wu Heng wanted his soul to be equal to his life.
"You can also think I'm playing tricks on you!" Wu Heng's expression was calm and terrifying. He directly grabbed Lei Ao's skull with his other hand, tore Lei Ao's soul out of it, and swallowed the soul doll that was only three inches away.
"No, no, that's my soul." "No, no, no. . . . . " Lei Ao shouted crazily, trying to stop Wu Heng, but unfortunately everything has become a given. The scene that happened in front of him was definitely the most terrifying thing he had ever seen in his life. Wu Heng directly tore out his soul and vomited it into his stomach. He also wiped the corners of his mouth with his hands as if he had eaten a delicious meal.
"Taste good." Wu Heng showed a chilling smile. He watched Lei Ao's body begin to dissipate. At this moment, Lei Ao was helpless. He watched his body begin to dissipate with his own eyes, but there was nothing he could do to stop it. . . . .
"No." "In the end, Lei Ao dissipated between heaven and earth with his frightened expression.
Wu Heng became bloodthirsty and killed, but from beginning to end he still maintained a little clarity in his mind, because that little awareness of clarity prevented him from going berserk on the spot. Bing Po Han Yan also seemed to feel the danger Wu Heng was facing, and exuded a cold air that froze the demonic nature in his body, allowing Wu Heng to always maintain a hint of rational thoughts.
Suddenly, Lei Ao's soul turned into a rich aura and poured into the sea of energy in Wuhengdan's fields. An acquired martial arts soul in the dual realm was enough to restore his essence to his peak period.
After all, the essence that can be devoured is a masterless thing. It is surging and violent. That thick essence is wandering around Wu Heng's body, causing every vein in his body to expand infinitely. An unbearable pain spread throughout his body.
"Ah. . . . . .
Wu Heng raised his head to the sky and roared. His blood-red eyes became more and more murderous and violent, and his whole body's veins rose up, roaring in a low roar like a beast about to go crazy.
"Son, I have said before that I would ask you not to use the world-destroying martial spirit easily. Now it is difficult to control this kind of demon soul with your strength. If you did not have a strong body, you would have died suddenly" At this time, the sound of snowflakes sounded in Wu Heng's mind.
"How did you show up? Is there any way to stop this irritable mood?" Wu Heng pressed his irritable breath and asked in his heart.
"Huh, now that my soul is weak, it is naturally impossible for me to appear often" There was a faint hint of resentment in the sound of snowflakes, and they seemed to be still haunted by the scene that happened a few days ago.
"Okay, if you do what I say, you may be able to protect yourself safely" Snowflake calmed down and said: "First sit cross-legged on the ground and I will teach you a Bible that has been lost in ancient times, but first you need to calm down to realize the mystery"
The ancient Bible!
Wu Heng was overjoyed. Now he is still practicing the lowest level of Wu family's mind. If he could really learn an ancient Bible, the chaining speed would be at least several times faster than before.
"This Bible can understand the way of heaven and earth. It is called the Ancient Sutra of Heaven and Earth. It is also of great benefit to you in understanding the artistic conception of the great road. I originally wanted to wait for you to enter the innate realm before teaching it to you, but now I have to teach you in advance. Learn, otherwise you may have strayed into the devil's path before you enter the innate realm"
Wu Heng listened quietly to the snowflakes chanting the ancient sutras in his heart, and sat cross-legged on the ground with his whole body's concentration. The sound of the snowflakes was very soft, and every sentence touched Wu Heng's irritable heart like the sound of a natural piano. Wu Heng listened very carefully, every word and paragraph of the ancient sutras were deeply imprinted in his mind.
At this moment, Wu Heng seemed to have entered a strange world. The wind and grass blowing for several miles could not escape his spiritual consciousness. For example, the whole person was integrated with the earth, and he could even observe the gentle sound of fallen leaves. This is the enlightenment artistic conception of the ancient scriptures of heaven and earth
Only when the body is integrated with heaven and earth can we understand the artistic conception of the ancient scriptures of heaven and earth.
The five major negative emotions began to gradually dissipate in Wu Heng's heart. He became surprisingly calm and very wonderful. Wu Heng felt as if he was swimming in a fairyland, and it was difficult for every living being to escape his consciousness.
"This kid can actually understand a bit of the artistic conception of heaven and earth by reciting ancient scriptures for the first time. He is too much of a monster. The divine body and demon soul can really create a genius with extraordinary talent. No wonder this kid can do it in less than two days." You can use a corner of the Daodao pattern" Xuehua murmured in her heart, and then fell asleep in Wu Heng's body. She was already very weak, and every time she appeared, she would spend a lot of energy.
Time passes quietly, from day to night, night to day. . . . . .
A whole day and night passed, and Wu Heng sat on the ground motionless. It wasn't until the sun hung high in the sky at noon and the ice and snow on the ground began to melt that he opened his eyes. His pupils did not become red but black and clear.
He stood up gently, his deep eyes undisturbed and very calm.
"The ancient scriptures of heaven and earth are indeed magical, which can make people instantly let go of the hustle and bustle of the world, calm down, and become empty" Wu Heng agreed in his heart, and it was definitely the best thing to use the ancient scriptures of heaven and earth to restrain his demon soul.
At this time, Wuheng's mental state reached its peak, and the essence in his body vaguely foreshadowed breaking through the shackles, which was a foretaste before the monk was about to break through the realm.
But Wu Heng seems not to be in a hurry to break through the acquired realm for a while, because there is a very important thing waiting to be done by himself. With a big wave of his hand, he carved countless runes in the void, with the pattern of the avenue and the line of the line open.
Wu Heng spent a day and a night and realized a little bit of the road between heaven and earth. Now he has instilled the road into the formation. It is easier to use it, and the speed of the formation has also been much faster. The important thing is that this time he started the formation. The energy consumed is only one-third of his!
The formation at his feet shrinks the ten-foot journey into one foot, and Wu Heng crosses several feet in one step. This speed is completely comparable to that of a congenital strong man! He walked quickly south.
The nine monks in the valley still followed Bixueyan and his party closely like ghosts, never stopping day and night.
Feng Yerong's fragrance was sweating profusely through the shadows of the trees. The important thing was that she still needed to walk with her blue face, which slowed down a lot. Otherwise, she would be able to control the group of nasty monks behind her with the speed of "Phantom Taoist Soul". Get rid of it.
Bixueyan looked at Feng Yerong worriedly and said, "Sister Yerong, how about you put me down and escape at your speed!"
"Miss, stop talking, we won't leave you alone" Feng Yerong's eyes were extremely firm. At this moment, her smooth arm had been turned into a bloody mouth, which was shocking and made Bixueyan feel heartbroken. She was obviously injured by the Yugu monk chasing behind her.
Iron Bull's injuries were even more serious. He blocked most of the attacks by Brother Yougu from behind, and his body was already dripping with blood. The combat power of "Strength Dao Soul" also increased a lot.
Presumably, they couldn't hold on for long.