Chapter 730

When Bing Xinzhu said that, Zhou Heng knew that the python was the father of the golden crown snake. The little loach did mention the thousand Python fairy king.

On that day, after the golden crowned snake was killed by him, qianmang Xianjun immediately felt it and angrily came out to find the enemy who killed his son, and Bingxin bamboo was unlucky enough to hit him.

In addition to the aborigines, the outsiders who can come in here are those who hold the Sutra, and qianmang Xianjun is the overlord of the overlords in this area. Who dares to touch a hair of his offspring?

Therefore, at the moment of seeing Bingxin bamboo, qianmang Xianjun concluded that his son was killed by the outsider and pursued him without saying a word!

Qianmang Xianjun is the creation emperor of the four phases. If there is no enfeoffment to confuse the sky here, it is entirely in one thought to kill Bingxin bamboo. But now its cultivation has been forcibly suppressed to the peak. The sublimation emperor can only suppress Bing Xinzhu, but can't kill the Terran.

——Bing Xin bamboo has the Red Lotus Sutra. Isn't it so easy to kill?

When she was defeated, she began to run away, because the fight was completely inexplicable to her, but qianmang Xianjun refused to give up and chased all the way. This was what Zhou Heng saw.

Speaking of it, Bingxin bamboo is really unlucky. It appears in the wrong place at the wrong time!

Zhou Heng sympathized, but didn't tell the other party that he was the culprit. Isn't this looking for scolding?

Now that she has carried the black pot, she should not mind carrying on!

"Ang -" behind them, the thousand Python fairy King roared, his voice was like a dragon singing, full of domineering, of course, more angry. If its realm had not been inexplicably suppressed to shenghuadi, it would have been easy to kill these two people!

"What should I do? I can't shake it off!" Bing Xinzhu frowned.

"Don't look at me, I just appeared in the wrong place at the wrong time, you find a way!" Zhou Heng spread his hands, but his feet were not slow at all.

Bing Xinzhu looked at Zhou Heng with suspicious eyes. She must know whether she killed people or animals, but the old Python obviously didn't seem to be faking, so it must be the third person who killed it.

Few outsiders could enter here, and Zhou Heng appeared just at this time——

"You did it!" Bing Xinzhu immediately shouted.

Zhou Heng blushed. Why are women so smart? Isn't it because they want to recruit men? Know that a woman who pretends to be confused is a really wise woman! Alas, this woman is not cute at all!

"Nonsense. Don't talk nonsense about things without evidence!" he said solemnly.

"Ha, you are so bad at lying!" Bing Xinzhu sneered.

Shit. So easily seen?

Behind "Ang -" the old snake chased close again and roared incessantly, enough to stop the heart of the ordinary sublimation king.

Zhou Heng was already unhappy. He was even more uncomfortable when he was yelled by it. He immediately turned around and offered up the black sword. The attack small runes were densely distributed on the sword body. He stared at the thousand Python fairy King coldly, and the black sword was half raised. Lingtian nine style sword is intended to circulate in the body.

Squeak!

Qianmang Xianjun immediately stopped his figure. He looked at Zhou Heng with incomparable prudence and unspeakable fear in his eyes.

It has a feeling that if it eats this sword. Then it will destroy both form and spirit!

This feeling has saved its life countless times before it has been enlightened and completely powerful, because it has a trace of fire dragon blood in its body and is the descendant of the most noble divine beast!

After becoming the creator emperor, this feeling almost never appeared again, but now a small sublimation king has given it such a terrible feeling!

The long-standing inertia made it obey its instinct. Unexpectedly, it didn't think much and turned around and left directly.

Poof!

Bing Xinzhu was so surprised that his tongue could spit out. The emperor of creation was scared away by Zhou Heng? From her point of view, she didn't feel the pressure of Ling Tianjiu style at all, so she couldn't understand it at all.

"Why are you still waiting? Slip away!" Zhou Heng quickly grabbed the stupid woman. He was really just bluffing. Can Ling Tianjiu kill a realm and be pressed to the creator of shenghuadi?

He has no idea!

But if not, the price is his small life. This completely meaningless adventure is still less to fry. Fortunately, the big snake was scared away.

"Stupid woman, hurry!"

"You, you scold me?"

"Nonsense, if you want to be chased and killed by that big snake again, I don't mind leaving you alone. Anyway, I won't accompany you!"

"How dare you say! You must have killed its son to get me involved!"

"Run away, what are you doing with these things!"

The two men ran fast while bickering. A few minutes later, a angry roar came from the rear, rolling like a dragon's chant. Obviously, the big snake also realized that it might have been cheated by Zhou Heng's bluff.

However, the two sides have opened enough distance, and the thousand Python fairy king can only chase them by intuition.

"Let's find a place to hide first. If the smelly snake wants to chase, let it chase ahead!" Zhou Heng took Bing Xin bamboo and broke a direction. Qianmang Xianjun is the creator emperor. Although he was suppressed to Shenghua emperor, he still has to be a little faster than them, and he will catch up with them sooner or later.

Therefore, it may not be a good idea to hide first.

"Let go of my hand!" Bing Xinzhu gritted his teeth. Why does this guy always hold her hand?

"Shh, don't let that smelly snake hear!"

"... believe it or not, I'll kill you first?"

"Ha, you're really kidding. What's the fun of murdering your husband?"

"Shut up!"

They found a cave to hide in. They both owned the Sutra of heaven. One overflowed the bleeding River and the other was blooming red lotus, dispersing the surrounding flames one after another.

"Originally, the blood River Sutra is in your hand!" Bing Xin sat on the ground with a fairy sword across his legs. The warning is self-evident.

This time, Zhou Heng can't rely on it. The blood River Tianjing that came out of his hand is completely beyond recognition, but now it's the Tianjing itself running, which reveals its true colors.

But it's okay anyway. Isn't this woman his daughter-in-law?

Zhou Heng quietly moved his body over and said bit by bit, "yes, I do have a sutra. How about we exchange and observe each other?"

"Unexpectedly, the seven forces in the fairyland have arranged for tens of thousands of years, but the blood River Tianjing has fallen into your hands. If they know, they must spit out a mouthful of blood!" Bing Xinzhu said again, "I'm not interested in your Tianjing!"

"It doesn't matter if you're not interested. The key is that I'm interested!" Zhou Heng came closer again.

Brush, a sword spirit crossed, red lotus blossomed, Bingxin bamboo was already springing up, the fairy sword stretched flat, and the sword tip reached Zhou Heng's throat: "stay away from me!"

"If you don't fight for three days, go to the room and uncover the tiles!" Zhou Heng laughed, opened his big hand and grabbed it at the sword edge.

"Bold!" Bing Xinzhu denounced. She had fought with Zhou Heng twice before. She won the first war easily, but she was unprepared to be defeated by Zhou Heng in the Second World War. But this is also because she didn't take the Red Lotus Sutra at the beginning. Otherwise, if the Sutra could dissolve Zhou Heng's momentum, how could she lose to Zhou Heng with her own strength?

This time is different. If you want to enter the land of fire, you must fight with Zhou Heng again with Tianjing. She has the heart of victory!

The sword edge moves, and the red lotus grows, forming beautiful illusions.

"Hey!" Zhou Heng's right fist was condensed, but it just blew out gently, but the golden divine light was raised, turning complexity into simplicity, big clumsiness and cleverness.

Boom!

The fist blew on the sword, and an impact wave opened. Bingxin bamboo was immediately shocked and retreated, while Zhou Heng took the opportunity to attack, and the two rolled into a ball.

Bing Xinzhu only felt a mess in his mind. Why didn't Zhou Heng use his momentum so badly?

Until the wonderful touch came from her chest, she suddenly woke up. Her crisp chest was held by Zhou Heng! She suddenly became crazy with shame and anger. Her whole body was in chaos and blazing. Red lotus blossoms grew like crazy, and each one was full of destructive power.

Zhou Heng was not afraid. He was afraid of who would come when he fought in the same realm. The blood River Sutra spread out. His body was covered with golden divine awns to completely block the attack of red lotus.

After half a day, Bing Xinzhu finally stopped. She had to admit that although this man was hateful to the extreme, his talent in martial arts was an evil spirit against the sky!

Without momentum, she is not Zhou Heng's opponent in a fair war.

"Take it?" Zhou Heng said, biting her earlobe. The faint fragrance smelled and swayed incomparably. The happier nature is his hands, one hand at a time, clasping each other's warped chest.

Bing Xinzhu has a slender figure and only a Yingying grip on his chest. It is far less majestic than Ying Mengfan, especially Gu Zi, but it is not big or small. It is also strong enough. The hand feel is still unspeakable. It is full of elasticity and greasy like jade.

If this goes on, he will be addicted!

"Let go!" Bing Xinzhu blushed. Her constitution was very sensitive, and there was moisture between her legs.

"Let me touch it again!" Zhou Heng bargained.

Bing Xinzhu almost fainted. Is this guy addicted? But now the initiative is completely in Zhou Heng's hands. Let alone just touch, she can't stop even if she makes more things!

Thinking of this, she could not help but tremble. She was completely unprepared for that kind of thing!

Zhou Heng hugged her tightly. How could she escape his eyes from such a change? She couldn't help smiling and said, "why, are you thinking about something shameful? You're not good!"

I bah!

Bing Xinzhu spat secretly, playing hooligans at himself, and even spitting blood! She turned her head and scolded, "let go, huh -"

Her voice of protest immediately disappeared in Zhou Heng's mouth, because her lips had been held by Zhou Heng.

Hum, her head seemed to burst open, numb and disorderly, and there was no idea at all.