Chapter 222

Zhou Heng's right hand stopped and continued to grasp the neck of the old man in Tsing Yi.

The old man in Qingyi didn't dare to touch Zhou Heng at all. This boy is a human fire pit. He will be hurt if he touches it! What if he doesn't Parry? He doesn't have Zhou Heng's speed at all. He can't hide if he wants to!

"Ah!" "ah!" "ah!"

A mountain and river ancestor kept screaming. This scene is really creepy!

After reaching this level, who can't bear the pain of some flesh and blood? But the high temperature on Zhou Heng's body is too strong. As soon as he touches it, he enters the bone marrow and burns the nerves. This is inhuman torture!

After a few moves, the old man in Tsing Yi was pinched by Zhou Heng's neck and picked up like a dead dog! It's very dangerous for another person to change, because it exposes his key to the enemy's eyes, such as under his ribs and chest!

But it doesn't work for Zhou Heng.

Before, Zhou Heng was dizzy and lying on the ground. The old man in Tsing Yi was helpless. What can he do now?

Zhou Heng picked up Han Yiyao, who was sitting on the ground to heal her wounds, wrapped her around her with spiritual power, turned her body and shot away at the strong man in purple. The fast cloud streamer step opened to the extreme. He chased after him in a few steps and stretched out his left hand to grasp the strong man in purple.

Compared with the old man in green, the strong man in purple was even worse. Zhou Heng won less than ten moves and pinched his neck. It's not that his strength is so much worse than that of the old man in Tsing Yi, but that he used the small separation technique to greatly hurt his strength and his combat power has been lost too much.

Zhou Heng chased after Mrs. Zhang Hu again.

Although it didn't take much time to win the old man in green and the strong man in purple, how fast the ancestors in mountain and river territory were. In such a little time, Mrs. Zhang Hu has gone for miles.

This is because the wild fire swamp environment is too bad, otherwise she would have run hundreds of miles at least.

Zhou Heng is a humanoid magic weapon. No matter how much, no matter how dangerous the environment is, it has directly broken through. After only a few jumps, he blocked Zhang Hu's way.

"Oh! Oh!" the old man in green and the strong man in purple were pinched around their necks, which made them both angry and frightened!

——If they were screwed off, none of them would survive!

"Young generation, you are so cruel!" Granny Zhang Hu knew she couldn't hide and shouted at Zhou Heng.

"Wrong, I'm just not cruel enough to let you jump in front of me!" Zhou Heng said calmly. "But I will pay attention. I will never make such a mistake again in the future!"

"Ah --" "ah --"

The old man in green and the strong man in purple suddenly screamed, and the steaming heat came out from their necks. Their necks were faintly red! This is not forced by poor blood, but burned by high temperature!

Boom!

Two flames rose, the old man in green and the strong man in purple immediately burned, and the purple flame began to spread from their necks. It quickly extended to the whole body, and there was a snow like white in the heart of the purple flame.

Zhang HUPO has experienced countless dangers in her life, and life and death are common. I don't know how many warriors died in her hands, and many young and beautiful women can't escape her torture. It can be said that they are used to suffering.

But the scene still made her hair stand on end.

It's not that Zhou Heng's means are more cruel than her. But she will bear such pain!

When torture was inflicted on others, she enjoyed it very much. Lest the punishment be not cruel enough, let her have a little less fun. But when he became a prisoner, it was unbearable to be slapped in the face!

She doesn't want to die!

Zhang Hu roared angrily and shouted, "young generation, I'll fight with you!"

"What do you spell with me?" Zhou Heng said calmly.

Yeah, what do you spell?

Zhang HUPO's hands tremble. As an ancestor of mountains and rivers, she naturally has many secret skills, which can instantly improve her combat power several times! However, no matter how to improve it, it is impossible for her to have the combat power of Linghai territory. In that case, how can she get the monster in front of her that is comparable to the magic tools in mountain and river territory?

This is a desperate situation. No matter what she does, she can't escape!

"Boy Zhou, you're too slow to start. The donkey is impatient!" the black donkey finally ran over. It doesn't have the abnormal physique of Zhou Heng and can't rush in a straight line regardless of the danger.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!" the old man in green and the strong man in purple have been burned into coke, but the martial arts in the mountains and rivers have a long breath. They still don't die, but the incoming gas is less than the outgoing gas, and the death is only in an instant.

The purple fire has reached the level of the heavenly spirit body. In addition, it absorbs the earth fire and produces changes, which is more powerful!

You know, even Zhou Heng's bones comparable to the magic tools in the mountains and rivers are raw and melted. How can the old man in green and the strong man in purple fight?

"Kill!" Zhang HUPO naturally didn't want to wait to die. The tragic situation of the old man in green brought unspeakable pressure to her heart. She would rather die in war than die like this!

Zhou hengleng snorted and suddenly threw the two old men in green clothes out. His right hand vibrated. The black sword was already sacrificed. He brushed the two swords, and the blade easily pierced into their bodies almost burned by the fire, ending their lives.

He shook the black sword again and killed Mrs. Zhang Hu.

"Damn boy, you are crazy about blood. One day someone will kill you by the same means!"

"I swear, I will turn into a fierce ghost after death, and my resentment will haunt you forever!"

Zhang HUPO screamed in a strange voice, making a final struggle. No martial artist is willing to wait for death.

More than ten minutes later, the old woman followed in the footsteps of the old men in Tsing Yi and died of being pierced in the heart by a black sword.

"Boy Zhou, give me that broken sword to play with!" the black donkey ran over, his eyes shining with thieves and his mouth drooling.

"Here!" Zhou Heng really handed over the black sword.

The black donkey was stunned. Unexpectedly, Zhou Heng was really willing, but he immediately opened his mouth and bit at the handle of the sword. He had no scruples about killing cooked food. As soon as the cheap donkey bit the handle of the sword, he immediately turned around and ran away. His mouth said vaguely: "I have a sudden stomachache. First find a place to pull gold!"

Zhou Heng did not chase, but smiled. When the black donkey ran away, his heart moved. The black sword immediately responded in this way, brushed the ground and flew into the air and returned to his Dantian.

He put Han Yiyao down, put his palm on each other's shoulder, hit a spiritual force, went in and observed her injury.

Fortunately, although the internal injury was heavy, it was not fatal. After all, he was responsible for most of the impact of the burning Boulder, and the local fire burned on him. The woman was only affected by a little shock.

Rao is so. She can't recover without a general for more than ten days!

Zhou Heng doesn't want to take her seriously injured to the Fenghuo dead lake to look for treasure, otherwise he won't die in another attack like that, but this woman will die!

Because of the concentric knot, Han Yiyao died and he couldn't live!

For the sake of his own life, Zhou Heng decided to guard the woman until her injury was intact, and then beat the woman hard!

After a long time, the black donkey came back with a smelly face and kicked his four hooves.

Zhou Heng couldn't help laughing, but he didn't stimulate the cheap donkey any more. Instead, he sat down cross legged and refined the life essence swallowed by the black sword from the three old men in Qingyi.

The life essence of the strong in the three mountains and rivers is really rich and incomparable for Zhou Heng, whose spiritual cultivation is still in its infancy. It is simply a gluttonous feast. It took him three days to finally refine it.

At the end of the first heavy day, there is still a short distance from the peak.

Their own Dantian space is really too big. The life essence of the three strong mountain and river can't make him break through a heavy sky! However, his current constitution has also reached the mountain and river boundary. It is not easy to kill the mountain and river boundary, but it will not be difficult!

Which mountain and river territory provokes him, kill it, kill thirty or forty, and you can send his spiritual level to the mountain and river territory!

Thirty or forty?

It doesn't seem much, but even if it is a stronger Dynasty, how many ancestors can a country have? If the movement of this peerless magic weapon had not been so loud, how could there be so many ancestors in the mountains and rivers?

wait!

Zhou Heng frowned. No one has seen the so-called peerless magic tools at all, but others follow suit. Who can guarantee that this is not a game? He had such doubts before, but he didn't go deep into them.

Zhou Heng can't think of anyone who is so bored to say who has enough to support and deceives so many martial arts people just to make fun and prank to make himself happy.

But there is a force that focuses on the heart of the warrior!

Mao family!

Will this be their arrangement to gather a large number of martial artists for convenience? You know, this wildfire swamp is extremely dangerous. It's not doubtful how many people died.

Martial artists may be smart at ordinary times, but when they hear about relics and treasures, their heads will get hot. They rush to the past for fear that if they slow down, they will lose their peerless treasures and great opportunities by others.

After all, the xuanqian continent has no idea how many years of history. There are indeed countless relics and treasures handed down by countless ancient strongmen!

Maybe it's true?

Zhou Heng thought about whether the Mao family was behind the matter.

He put the matter aside for the time being and focused on his own body.

What pleased him most was not the improvement of spiritual power accumulation, but the change of purple fire blood!

He succeeded in expanding the ability of the gold eater and applied it to the purple fire blood.

Strictly speaking, the ability of the gold eater is also a kind of blood, which is passed on from generation to generation, but this blood is not used to fight, but can only be used to enhance physique. In fact, such enhancement is the enhancement of combat effectiveness, and the effect is the same.

This makes Zhou Heng very curious. What is the blood?