"Oh? Very impressive?"

Zhou Heng showed a sarcastic look on his face.

Then he slowly pushed his palm towards him.

“Crack!”

The spiritual light curtain cracked instantly.

The man watched as Zhou Heng's palm pressed firmly against his chest.

The whole person flew backwards.

It hit a huge rock in the distance.

"puff!"

Because of the hidden power of the palm, it was directly hit and exploded.

The last person looked at Zhou Heng and swallowed his saliva: "You... you are not a golden elixir!"

"Who told you that I'm from the Jindan faction?"

Zhou Heng looked at the man in front of him as if he were a fool. "Remember, seeing is believing, don't just listen to hearsay."

"Humph, we are both Nascent Souls. I don't want to die, and you can't kill me!"

"You're done!"

As the man said this, he crushed the jade slip in his hand and tried to send a message for help.

"prick!"

However, to his surprise, the signal suddenly disappeared after flying more than ten feet.

The power of spiritual energy cannot be released at all.

"prick!"

“…”

The man still didn't give up and crushed five or six of them in one breath.

"Are there any more? If not, I can lend you a few!"

Zhou Heng looked at him with a gradually disappointed expression and took out two jade slips: "Take it!"

Just throw it to him.

“Swish!”

The man subconsciously crushed one, then threw away the remaining two in his hand: "You are awesome! But, Grandpa won't accompany you anymore! Goodbye!"

After saying this, he leaped up and disappeared from Zhou Heng's sight.

When I looked again, it was already several dozen feet away.

"Shadowless Step!"

Zhou Heng shouted silently in his heart.

My feet have begun to gather strength.

Just a flash.

When it appeared again, it was already in front of that person.

"You...what's wrong with you?"

When the man saw Zhou Heng standing in front of him, his eyes widened and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

"I've already exposed my strength, how can I let you go!"

Zhou Heng sneered: "Let me show you who I am."

As he said that, he directly used his Holy Dragon Technique.

From the top of his head, a set of five-clawed golden dragons flew up.

"Holy Dragon Technique, you are from the Taixu Holy Land."

The man widened his eyes and looked at Zhou Heng in disbelief.

"That's right, now I will enforce justice on the behalf of heaven and kill you!"

Zhou Heng showed a cruel look and stretched out his hand.

She grabbed his chest fiercely.

"puff!"

Blood gushed out.

"call out!"

As he was killed, a blood shadow rushed out from his dantian.

The speed is a bit faster than his original body.

However, it was only a split second before Zhou Heng caught it.

"Explore the dragon!"

He roared angrily and grabbed the blood shadow with a dragon claw.

"ah!"

Followed by a scream.

A blood baby as big as a palm was suddenly caught by Zhou Heng.

"You're a good Nascent Soul Elixir Primer! Take me to refine you!"

Zhou Heng narrowed his eyes, and as he spoke he started to practice the Holy Dragon Technique and directly began to refine the blood infant.

"No, spare my life!"

The man kept struggling, and gradually succumbed to Zhou Heng's refining.

Lost his spirit.

Completely stopped moving.

Zhou Heng then put it away, looked left and right, aimed in another direction, and left again.

After a while, several people came over.

Looking at the few people who had been slaughtered, he frowned.

"This must have been done by a demon cultivator! His strength is also that of a Nascent Soul!"

"You mean to say that their reinforcements have arrived?"

"They must have arrived a long time ago. Didn't Gao Xiaotian just warn us that people from the Heavenly Demon Sect have arrived? We should be careful!"

"Okay, everyone be careful!"

“…”

After a conversation, several people suddenly left.

The direction they were heading was exactly the direction Zhou Heng left.

At this time, Zhou Heng had changed direction and came to the top of a mountain.

Looking down from here, you can see the crowds of people moving in the fog.

Although it was only vaguely visible, it was enough for him to check the situation.

And if they wanted to see him, it would be impossible.

"Did you enjoy watching it?"

At this moment, a sarcastic voice came from behind.

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Zhou Heng was not polite at all, his starry eyes looked coldly at the three people behind him.

There was demonic flame surging on their bodies, and it was another group of people.

"Oh? It seems that it really doesn't matter."

The man scratched his head slightly: "You can take a closer look, because! You will be killed by us soon."

"Whose people are you? Zhou Cang or Yang Lan?"

Zhou Heng asked the same question.

"You know a lot, but is it useful?"

"You'll die just the same."

The leading demon cultivator shook his head: "We are going to take your head back, so sorry!"

"bring it on!"

Zhou Heng waved at a few people: "Let me see your strength."

"Then come!"

The leading demon cultivator sneered and then leaped forward.

In just a moment, the demonic flame continued to rise.

"Mist Hidden Sand!"

Zhou Heng had been waiting for him to come.

Before he could move over, countless Mist Sands had already been thrown out.

In the blink of an eye, he was surrounded.

It was like being stuck in quicksand, binding him so tightly that he couldn't move at all.

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