c_t; In the final analysis, being friends with Wuheng has pros and cons, which is equivalent to a gamble. [Marshmallow]

"Boom reads;!"

The battle continued, Wu Heng held the Ancient Heaven Turning Hammer as if entering a no-man's land, his body was shining with golden light, and the five immortal veins on his back were shining together!

"Poof"

A monk who sealed the four immortal veins of the Six Realms of the Gods was killed in seconds after just one confrontation and turned into a puddle of flesh.

"Protoss, noble Protoss, your bloodline is unique, and your combat power is unmatched by the same generation, you have always regarded humans as ants, am I right?" Wu Heng looked at his opponent with a playful smile, and asked like this, and at the same time, the ancient sky-turning hammer in his hand fell, blood splashed everywhere, and another Protoss monk was killed on the spot. [Dancing eBook 75]

This is simply a naked irony, slapping people in the face.

The Protoss side looked gloomy and didn't say a word, that kid was so hateful and arrogant, he really wanted to crush his bones and scatter ashes immediately!

"Hmph, the Protoss is self-respecting and noble, I can't imagine that there is today!" The monk of the Nine Green Palace was secretly relieved.

"There is really no way to meet Wu Heng, their nobility can only be trampled on, even the immortal master like Lei Xiaoteng was slapped in the face by Wu Heng, and it was a loud beating!" Wang Dabiao said.

"Dragon King Technique!"

Wu Heng once again made a big move, picked up the Ancient Heaven-Turning Hammer and swept it, and more than a dozen monks who rushed over to kill were all knocked over and vomited blood, and even three of them lost their breath on the spot, and their bodies and spirits were destroyed.

"The Protoss won't let you go, wait for death!" a Protoss monk put down a cruel remark and fled backwards.

Wu Heng's expression was indifferent, he took out the Houyi bow and aimed at the fleeing monk, the bowstring was tightened and loosened, poof, the sun-shooting arrow pierced the back of the opponent's head, and another genius with the potential to ascend to the immortal with eight veins fell.

Those who can enter the Emperor Tomb are all elites, and if the elders of the Protoss see the elites of their own clan being slaughtered like this, they will definitely feel distressed.

"Yo, it's very lively here!" Suddenly, a strange voice sounded. It was a burly demon man wearing a black cloak, this person's name was Li Zhou, in his forties, with magic horns on his head. ad_250_left;