Chapter 170 Imprisoned in Shackles (Part I) Chapter 170 Imprisoned in Shackles

The disciples of the Penglai Holy Land were all secretly speechless, and some couldn't believe that the elders of their Holy Land would be dominated by a young man who was no more than seventeen years old in the confrontation.

The elders of the Penglai Holy Land took ten steps back, and even coughed up blood, and the tiger's mouth in his right hand was shattered, and blood gushed down.

Wu Heng's brute force is too strong, and he is a small god body, and his physical strength is comparable to that of a dragon cultivator, if it is hand-to-hand combat, this elder figure is definitely not his opponent.

"You...... Who are you? How can you have such brute strength?" The elder of the Penglai Holy Land questioned again, and his heart was overwhelming, he never expected that the young man who was captured by himself as a substitute for the dead ghost would hide such combat power.

"If you want to fight, you will fight, and talk less nonsense. Wu Heng lazily paid attention to this old man, and directly sacrificed the ancient sky-turning hammer, wanting to fight quickly.

In this kind of cold place, the temperature reaches minus 100 degrees, and mortals can be frozen in an instant, and although the monk can use the essence to protect his body, his combat power will also be limited.

For example, this old man in the Psychic Realm can at most use the strength of the Three Realms of the Xuan Rank here.

But Wu Heng is different, he is a Xuanbing ancient god body, he has never been afraid of the cold, and even in this extremely cold place, he can still have a combat power bonus, and only then did he sacrifice the attack formation pattern, and the combat power was doubled, so that there was a scene of forcing back the psychic powerhouse with one blow.

In fact, if it was a normal fight, Wu Heng might not be the opponent of this old man, if it was in an ordinary area, he could at most protect himself from injury, and a fist would still be difficult to shake the psychic powerhouse's mouth cracked. Of course, it would be another matter if it was a desperate fight, you must know that Wu Heng, who sacrificed the soul of the world-destroying Dao, would increase his combat power with a geometric momentum.

"The kid is arrogant enough, there are so many of us, even if you are brute force, you don't want to get out alive!" The middle-aged man in the Penglai Holy Land who was bearded and ballasted in the three realms shouted, sacrificed the Yuan Shen weapon, and rushed up.

More than a dozen Xuan-rank powerhouses in Penglai Holy Land also flocked to the top, and everyone sacrificed their Yuan Shen weapons to kill Wu Heng.

Xuehua frowned and said, "We must quickly get rid of the entanglement of these people, if we let that ancient giant escape, we will all be doomed." ”

"Let's go together!" Wu Heng shouted violently, stepping on the formation of a step is dozens of zhang away, the ancient earth-turning hammer in his hand was violently chiseled, with unparalleled power, so that all the weapons present are eclipsed, this former demon clan is not moving, and the power is infinite, destroying the ancient and decaying.

"Boom!"

Wu Heng stepped into the formation and crossed dozens of zhang away, and the ancient heaven-turning hammer chiseled towards the Xuan-rank first-realm monk in Penglai Holy Land, his eyes were murderous, and the Xuan-rank first-realm monk didn't expect the other party to be so fast, and he stepped in front of him in one step, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.

He hurriedly blocked it with his weapon, but unfortunately the Yuan Shen weapon in his hand was smashed by Wu Heng with a hammer, and the monk directly collapsed, he had never seen such a strong Xuanwei Realm monk, and hurriedly fled back.

It's a pity that Wu Heng's speed is fast to the limit, and the Ancient Sky Turning Hammer hammer went down again, directly hitting the latter into a puddle of flesh, and the scene is bloody and disgusting.

"Damn, the demon from there, brute force is so strong......" The monk of Penglai Holy Land cursed, and began to be a little timid in his heart, and began to retreat, not daring to fight again.

"Hmph, a bunch of bastards. Seeing that the others were a little timid, the middle-aged man of the three realms of the Xuanwei with a scruffy beard scolded disdainfully, and immediately sacrificed a bloody sword, shot at Wu Heng with murderous intent, and shouted: "The kid is here!"

In the same realm, Wu Heng has never been afraid of anyone, especially in this dominant area, he is even more fearless, he sneered: "There are many people who want my life, but every time the other party dies first." ”

"Arrogant enough boy, let the uncle teach you how to write dead words now!" The middle-aged man emerged with a strong light, the blood sword in his hand trembled faintly, and his fighting intent was strong.

It seems that this person is only one step away from the psychic realm, and he is a peak powerhouse of the three realms of the Xuan Rank.

The man's speed was extremely fast, and the bloody sword in his hand pierced Wu Heng's chest.

Laugh at!

Suddenly, blood splashed everywhere, and the Ancient Sky Turning Hammer in Wu Heng's hand was stained with blood, flashing with a blood-colored crystal stone-like luster.

A weapon shattered, and the blood sword was cut in half, falling to the ground, and a crisp weapon crash sounded.

The middle-aged monk was terrified in his heart, he really didn't expect his blood sword to stab into Wu Heng's chest, but his own sword shattered first, how perverted is this guy's physical strength?

"Heh, let me teach you how to write dead words. With Wu Heng's cold smile as if from purgatory, the attack array was instantly sacrificed, the whole body was full of brilliance, and the combat power was doubled, and the ancient sky-turning hammer in his hand directly bombarded the opponent's chest, and the power of this hammer was as heavy as ten thousand pounds, which directly made the middle-aged monk's pupils shrink violently, and the shock in his eyes was indescribable.

"Poof. He then spit out a few mouthfuls of Yuan Shen essence blood, and the whole person was blasted out dozens of feet away like a straw by this huge and vast force, and the bearded monk was trembling all over, stretching out his finger and pointing at Wu Heng, and his voice was like a gossamer, "You...... How could you possibly have a physical body of such intensity. ”

Within moments, the man was out of breath and frozen into a stiff corpse by the bitter cold.

It is unbelievable that a powerhouse of the three realms of the Xuan Rank Yuan Shen weapon can hardly hurt this son's body.

The monks of the Penglai Holy Land were dumbfounded, and it was hard to understand where the young man's combat power in front of him came from.

Oh~!

But everyone couldn't be allowed to carefully recall the origin of Wu Heng, and a hoarse roar came from underground, followed by a crisp sound of giant chains colliding.

The earth trembled, the ravine jumped more and more cracked, the ground was directly imprisoned under the ground of the giant to tear open with his bare hands, a few zhang wide ravine, finally revealed two dark eyeballs, the gully was too small, not enough for the giant's two eyeballs to be exposed at the same time, now this ancient creature buried in the ground for many years finally surfaced, its whole head is the size of a small mountain bag, the face is hideous, terrifying and terrifying.

There are also two pitch-yellow fangs on the side of the mouth, dripping with blood, presumably left by the human monk when he chewed on it, this kind of ancient creature outside the territory, drinking blood and hair, covered with thick hair, like a wild man, and extremely powerful, a pair of hands in vain tore the earth out of a hole, want to jump out.

Seeing that the giants under the ground were about to fly out, Wu Heng and the others hurriedly retreated, not wanting to fight, and wanting to leave this dangerous area.

The people of Penglai Holy Land were all scared into a cold sweat, if this fierce ancient creature escaped, none of them would want to get out alive!

"Human, where did you get the demon treasure in your hands...... "The giant under the ground shouted hoarsely, the voice was extremely long, echoing between the heavens and the earth, endlessly, for a long time.

Wu Heng was suddenly shocked in his heart, how could this low-earth creature know that the Ancient Heaven Turning Hammer in his hand was the supreme treasure of the demon race?

Xuehua explained: "This ancient giant should have been imprisoned here tens of thousands of years ago, and it is not unusual to recognize the weapon in your hand, but this ancient creature seems to be entangled in chains, and it should not be able to escape for a while." ”

A moment later, the mountain cracked, and the sound of dense chains clashing, and the ancient creature imprisoned beneath the ground struggled frantically, trying to break the shackles and see the light of day again.

"Don't worry about this kid, everyone retreat first, and wait for the old man to find the Great Elder of the Holy Land to solve this demon!" The elder of the Penglai Holy Land hurriedly retreated, not daring to pay attention to killing Wu Heng.

"Hmph, I want to run to ventilate and report the news, no way. Wu Heng burst into a shout, and sacrificed the fifth mystery of the Wu family's holy law holy sword technique, the Dragon Yan Sword, but this time it was not a Dragon Yan Sword, but three Dragon Yan Swords were sacrificed at the same time.

After reaching the strength of the Xuan Rank Realm, Wu Heng has completely mastered the mysteries of the Dragon Yan Sword, and now he can fight for himself with three swords at the same time, but the power of each sword will be weakened a lot.

But it's enough to kill these ordinary Xuan-rank powerhouses!

"Snort, snort, snort!"

With a wave of Wu Heng's hand, three dragon flame swords pierced the bodies of the three Penglai Holy Land monks at the same time, splashing demonic blood flowers.

"Ah......h

"Devouring Flame!" Wu Heng wanted to fight quickly, and with a summon, he awakened the black spiritual fire that had been sleeping in his jade pendant storage space, Devouring Flame.

......Seeing that Wu Heng had woken himself up, the Devouring Flame was very excited and let out a somewhat strange laugh.

"Devour the primordial spirit of those people. Wu Heng stretched out his hand to the monks who had not been killed, and the Devouring Flame nodded obediently, and then rushed forward, only to see that it directly turned into a fist-sized flame, like a transparent object, and flew directly into the body of a monk.

"Ah......h

"Damn, what the hell is this?" everyone changed, obviously frightened, they had never seen such a strange scene, a few seconds after a black flame burrowed into the monk's body, the monk was completely disfigured, turned into smoke and died.

"Boom. Devouring Flame let out a weird laugh with excitement, and flew towards another monk from the Penglai Holy Land.

"Bastard, you, don't come here......" The monks of Penglai Holy Land saw the black flames flying towards their side, their legs trembled with fright, and they hurriedly used their weapons to scare each other.

And the Great Elder of Penglai Holy Land was about to escape, but was intercepted by a woman who looked like a fairy, her hands were like soft wattles, her skin was like clotted fat, and her blue skirt was dancing in the wind, beautiful and moving, but her beautiful eyes showed coldness, with a bit of coldness, which was terrifying.

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(This chapter is written twice...... The first time I was about to copy and upload, suddenly I don't know what keyboard I pressed, all of them were deleted by the codeword software, so I looked up to the sky and roared, Nima......! ）