Chapter 1140 Incomplete

Gu Jianhua's provocation fell into Lin Heng's ears, but Lin Heng did not feel angry at all.

Although Pangu's residual soul temporarily borrowed Lin Heng's body, it was still Lin Heng who was in a dominant position.

It was just that the power of the residual soul was controlled by Lin Heng.

When he heard Gu Jianhua merge himself with the turbid air.

Lin Heng smiled softly.

"Is this the reliance of your ancient clan?"

Gu Jianhua did not refute, but said proudly.

"Whether this reliance is successful or not, the ancestor will know it by trying it himself."

As soon as Gu Jianhua finished speaking, Jianyin was furious.

"Ancient clan, don't you even respect the ancestor now?"

After all, they are the descendants of Pangu, who were resurrected by Pangu's will.

How could Jianyin allow Gu Jianhua to be so arrogant in front of Pangu's remaining soul?

After shouting angrily, Jianyin took the lead.

He was seen standing in mid-air, bending the bow of the Sun-shooting Divine Bow in his hand and putting an arrow on it again.

The arrow, which contained Jianyin's angry attack, was like a lightning bolt that broke through the sky and went straight to the center of Gu Jianhua's eyebrows.

The arrow was extremely fast, but Gu Jianhua's movements were even faster.

He didn't even see how he shot it.

Just when the arrow was about to hit his forehead, it suddenly stopped.

The arrow was firmly grasped in the palm of Gu

Jianhua's hand. The sharp arrow with the power of destruction was like a child's toy in Gu Jianhua's hand.

Jianyin was shocked.

He never thought that Gu Jianhua would catch his arrow so easily.

In the past, even Gu Jianhua would not dare to take his arrow head-on.

'Swish! '

Holy Mother Yao Chi flashed to Jian Yin's side.

She frowned and looked at Gu Jianhua, and said to Jian Yin in a deep voice.

"Gu Jianhua seems to have entered a higher level."

"I don't know if he has entered the same level as our ancestor."

Jian Yin shook his head and denied what Holy Mother Yao Chi said.

"It's not that he has entered a higher level."

"It's just that he has merged with the turbid energy and his strength has become stronger."

Strong strength and high level are sometimes not the same.

To make a simple analogy, the ancient generals and civil officials were both more powerful and talented than the emperor.

This is their strength.

But in terms of level, how can they compare with the emperor?

Gu Jianhua is like this now.

He does have super power.

But he is still only at the level of a general. He

is far from being comparable to an emperor like Pangu.

To talk about the difference between Gu Jianhua and Jianyin.

Gu Jianhua is a great general, commanding the troops of the world.

And Jianyin is just a general, who can only charge into battle formations.

At this time, Lin Heng's voice rang out.

"You are not his opponent, retreat!"

Jianyin and Holy Mother Yaochi respectfully saluted Lin Heng, and then retreated.

The difference between the high and the low is there, and they will not act recklessly.

Besides, now that Pangu's residual soul is in Lin Heng's body, they dare not disobey their ancestor.

After the two people from the Pangu clan retreated.

Gu Jianhua looked at Lin Heng and said coldly.

"Let me see how much strength the ancestor still has."

Gu Jianhua finished speaking, and endless turbid air emerged from his body, quickly enveloping Lin Heng.

Lin Heng, who was wrapped in the turbid air.

A memory suddenly emerged in his mind.

It was the scene when Pangu created the world.

At that time, Pangu was in chaos.

He was also enveloped by this turbid air.

When this memory reappeared, Lin Heng raised his hand, and Pangu Axe appeared in his hand again.

"Break it for me!"

With a loud shout, Pangu Axe chopped upwards.

The blood-colored light swept across the world, like a tornado raging against the turbid air above.

In just a moment, the bloody storm swallowed up a large amount of turbid air.

A ray of light also appeared in Lin Heng's eyes.

When the sunlight fell from the turbid air.

Lin Heng was about to add more strength.

Unexpectedly, the turbid air soon filled the gap.

The light dissipated, and Lin Heng was once again in the darkness wrapped in the turbid air.

Lin Heng frowned slightly.

When he was still in deep thought.

Gu Jianhua's loud laughter came from outside the turbid air.

"Ancestor, not only your strength has regressed."

"Even your Pangu Axe seems to be no longer as brave as it was in the past."

Gu Jianhua's mocking words awakened Lin Heng.

He looked down at the Pangu Axe in his hand.

It seems that there is something wrong with this axe.

In terms of power, Pangu Axe is indeed quite good.

But such a magical weapon is just a dead object?

You know, even Wan Gu has Kunpeng spirit.

How can Pangu Axe, a thing that created the world, not have a spirit?

This statement is not right.

What Pangu Axe should have is not a spirit.

Instead, it should be an existence with intelligence.

However, Lin Heng found that the Pangu Axe was a dead object.

This was too wrong.

Could it be that the Pangu Axe in his hand was a fake?

Lin Heng was still suspicious.

His blood-colored tornado began to be eaten away by the turbid air bit by bit.

Feeling this change, Lin Heng was about to swing the Pangu Axe to attack again.

But the turbid air actually surged and rolled.

In the blink of an eye, the surging turbid air above turned into a phantom of a skull.

When the ferocious skull appeared, its bloody mouth opened and swallowed the remaining blood-colored tornado in one gulp.

"Baji, Baji!" '

After swallowing the blood-colored tornado, the skull's big mouth made a sharp sound.

The next second!

The skull suddenly rushed down from above again, opened its big mouth, aimed at Lin Heng and bit down.

Seeing the skull's powerful momentum, Lin Heng hurriedly swung the Pangu Axe and launched a chopping blow.

The blood-colored chopping blow rushed out like a crescent moon and hit the skull in an instant.

The skull suffered a heavy blow, and most of its brain suddenly turned into nothingness.

Lin Heng was about to breathe a sigh

of relief. However, the endless turbid air quickly filled the remaining skull.

This scene made Lin Heng narrow his eyes.

The turbid air is endless.

If he really continues to fight like this.

Neither side could do anything to the other.

But the key is that Lin Heng could not keep fighting in such a protracted war.

It was not that he could not hold on.

But while Lin Heng was trapped in the turbid air.

Could it be that the ancient tribe would wait outside for him to come out?

Lin Heng did not want to see that when he went out, the Lin Heng Universe had completely turned into the perfect world in the mouth of the ancient tribe.

By then, his mother and friends would probably have turned into dry bones.

Thinking of this, Lin Heng gritted his teeth and used all his energy to infuse the Pangu Axe.

"Break!"

Lin Heng's loud shout rang out.

A bloody light burst out from the Pangu Axe again, heading straight for the skull above.

The powerful attack destroyed the skull in an instant.

The blood light continued to attack upwards with overwhelming force,

and soon hit the turbid air.