Chapter 228 Water Palace (I) In the past half a month since Wu Heng slept for half a month, the killing of Liu Pingping's grandson has gradually been downplayed.

However, the Qingyang League made a move, they let the only surviving Qingyang League little monk depict the appearance and characteristics of Wu Heng, and carved a portrait, in the entire Central Continent, issued a hunt and kill order, and anyone who brought the head of this monk was rewarded with 50,000 high-grade spirit stones!

This kind of chase and kill order, the existing Central Continent has not been canceled or completed, there are at least hundreds of thousands of them, every day there will be monks who offend the big forces, so as to issue a chase and kill order, but the pursuit and killing order of 50,000 high-grade spirit stones is really rare, 50,000 high-grade spirit stones can be equal to 500,000 mortal spirit stones, even in the realm of the Central Continent with abundant spiritual energy, it is also a large number.

Many monks who made a living by chasing and killing rewards were ready to move, and began to hold the portrait of Wu Heng and look around for his traces.

And the Qingyang League also provided the approximate location of Wuheng, when they killed Liu Game, they were in the Beihai realm, although Beihai is also a huge and boundless territory, but it is better than wandering around blindly in the entire Central Continent, many monks who licked blood at the knife edge have poured into the Beihai boundary, holding notices of Wuheng's portrait everywhere, asking the residents if they have seen this person.

However, what makes people feel strange is that the temple did not make any big moves, it was quiet and terrible, neither issued a chase order, nor did it order the monks to hunt down and kill Wu Heng, because the people with the identity of the temple felt that Wu Heng would definitely die, and there was nothing worth hunting down.

Although the High Priest was hit hard, at the moment when the Heavenly Machine Technique was rejected by the mysterious power, he borrowed the Heavenly Machine Technique to seriously injure Wu Heng's Yuan Shen, what kind of cultivation the High Priest is, a small Xuan Rank Three Realms monk will definitely die!

Issuing a hunt order is a complete waste of resources, and of course that's just what they think......

If the high priest who was sure of Wu Heng's death learned that this person was alive and kicking now, I don't know how he would feel.

Wu Heng was reborn after Nirvana, and the Yuan Shen could be restored even if it was broken, although he was in a coma for fifteen days after being seriously injured by the Heavenly Machine Dao Soul borrowed by the High Priest of the Temple, he was in a coma for fifteen days, but within a few days, he had recovered from the essence of his body, and there was no major problem at all.

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Crescent Island, named after the topography such as a crescent moon, is a small island in the North Sea, only hundreds of miles wide, inhabited by many ordinary fishermen, who make a living by fishing, and of course, there are some monks who go to the sea to hunt monsters will come here to rest.

On the beach side of the island, there is an endless deep blue sea, and the waves roll in, the water splashes the beach, and then quickly fades, and the sound of crisp water is sounding, which makes people listen to it for a while and comfortable.

A woman wearing a purple dress and a charming appearance is strolling on the beach with Wu Heng's arm, this woman is Xuehua, the two have known each other for more than a year, and they have never walked on the beach so calmly, which can be regarded as the romantic feelings that the little woman wants in Xuehua's heart.

"Recently, several monks have been looking for you with your portraits, should we hide from it? "Snowflake Road.

"We can't hide for a while, but we can't hide for a lifetime, so why hide and hide. Wu Heng's deep eyes looked at the boundless sea, what he longed for most now was strength, with strength he could step on the temple and rescue the cold frost, and with strength he could protect his beloved woman and family.

In the martial arts cultivation world, if you don't become strong, you have to be slaughtered by others.

Therefore, Wu Heng chose to become stronger, and his dream was the path of the Great Emperor, which was bound to go through countless battles.

The sea rolled up a thousand waves, constantly lapping the beach, and quickly faded, Wu Heng looked at the sea, faintly felt that something was not quite right, he felt that the aura here suddenly became extremely abundant, and there was an urge in his heart to immediately sit on the spot to absorb the essence of cultivation, he asked: "Although Zhongzhou is rich in spiritual energy, this ordinary seaside should not have such a strong spiritual energy?"

"It's really strange, there are many places with abundant spiritual energy in Central Continent, but it is impossible for a large stream of spiritual energy to suddenly emerge from this beach, it is very similar to the scene of a strange treasure being born out of thin air and instantly gushing out of spiritual energy. Snowflake spoke her guess.

"Strange treasure?" Wu Heng suddenly remembered the big yellow dog far away in the heavenly domain, as soon as that guy heard the word strange treasure, he would definitely pull Wu Heng to investigate.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the sea was surging, and not far from Wuheng, a huge whirlpool appeared, and the ground of the entire Crescent Island was trembling slightly, and an incomparably rich aura emerged from the extremely fast rotating whirlpool, which was much stronger than the aura within the hundred layers of the Wujia Holy Land, if Wu Heng could cultivate here for a few months, it was definitely possible to advance to the spiritual realm.

"If you can enter the whirlpool and cultivate for a few months, your strength will inevitably be able to advance rapidly. Wu Heng also had this idea in his heart, and he had a feeling of eagerness to try.

"There must be something strange in that maelstrom, but I feel that it is very dangerous, so it is better not to act rashly. Snowflake looked a little wary.

Many monks who were recuperating or resting on Crescent Island also felt that the ground was shaking, and many experienced people had a very sensitive sense of smell, shouting: "Hahahaha, the earth is shaking, and the aura is surging, it is definitely a sign of the birth of a strange treasure, uncle, we are lucky!"

"The old man has been in the martial arts cultivation world for more than hundreds of years, and it is the first time that he has encountered such a large number of spiritual qi surging in his face, it is estimated that the strange treasure born this time is not simple!" An old monk in the psychic realm has his eyes shining, on this small island, there are definitely not many masters in the psychic realm, and he has a great chance to win the strange treasure this time!

Although the crescent island is small, there are no less than 200 monks here, feeling the abnormal movement from the sea, all of them sacrificed magic weapons and rushed towards the seaside, there are eleven or twelve-year-old mortal realm minor monks, there are also acquired monks, more are congenital monks and Xuan monks, and there are no less than a dozen old monks in the psychic realm.

When Wu Heng's divine mind saw that about two hundred monks were rushing towards the sea, he couldn't help but sigh again about the strength of the Central Continent, there were actually two hundred monks on a small island, and there were more than a dozen masters of the psychic realm, these dozen psychic monks were placed in the Heavenly Continent, they could definitely be regarded as a medium and large force, if there was a dragon powerhouse, it would be a generation of holy land!

"Hahahaha, there is a strange treasure on this small island, it must be my Qingyang Alliance!" There are several monks of the Psychic Realm of the Qingyang League laughing on the side, all of them are middle-aged men who are dozens of years old, in Zhongzhou, there are not many monks who can reach the psychic realm before the age of fifty, but they are also considered to be talented people. However, there are not many people who can break through the second realm of psychic before the age of fifty, and the psychic realm goes up, and each realm is very different.

"It's really disappointing, in this small place, you can actually meet a few Qingyang League monks in the psychic realm. Wu Heng glanced at the monks unhappily, at this moment, he had already used the disguise technique that Xuehua had taught him at the beginning, and changed his appearance slightly, as long as he cultivated to a powerhouse lower than the Dragon Transformation Realm, it was generally difficult to understand his true appearance.

The voice was not loud, but the divine thoughts of the monks of the psychic realm were already very terrifying, and they could hear the wind and grass within a radius of several miles, seeing Wu Heng say such words, suddenly the monks of the Qingyang League were angry, and a middle-aged monk of the psychic realm stood up and said: "Boy, you'd better pay attention to your tone, otherwise the uncle will immediately slap your mouth crooked!"

Beihai has always been the management of the Qingyang League, in the Crescent Island, most of them are Qingyang League monks, and now there are no less than 100 Qingyang League monks present, and those people's eyes all hit Wu Heng's body, and a few people ridiculed: "This young man should be stupid, he dares to say that it is very disappointing to meet us in our territory......

"There are many people who don't want to live, and there is no shortage of him. ”

The hundreds of monks of the Qingyang League present didn't pay attention to the two of them at all, but they were very interested in the beautiful woman beside Wu Heng, if they could borrow it for a night, they would not hesitate to subtract ten years of life.

Many other monks all had different expressions on their faces, and when they said such words in the territory of the Qingyang League, they were obviously looking for death.

However, when other psychic cultivators discovered Wu Heng's cultivation realm, they were also slightly surprised, and said: "This young man is not simple, he has a Xuan rank three realms cultivation at such an age, at least he is an elite disciple of a major sect." ”

They don't dare to exaggerate, generally in Zhongzhou, the personal disciples of the Holy Lord are all in the psychic realm, Wuheng is just the three realms of the Xuan Position, although it is not weak, but it is not the strongest wave!

"Hey, the kid is impatient, right, my master asked you and you still pretended not to answer, be careful that I will break your mouth now!" Seeing that Wu Heng ignored his master's inquiry, a young monk from the Qingyang League immediately stood up with a high-spirited look.

"Noise. Wu Heng was a little annoyed, and the sacrificial line character pattern stepped out in one step, extremely fast, as fast as a breeze, and directly slapped a big mouth on the young monk's face, and stepped back again, standing in the original position, the whole process was difficult to see with the naked eye.

"Smack!"

A crisp slap sounded, and a fiery red five-finger mark appeared on the young monk's face, how powerful Wu Heng's physical strength was, this slap was drawn, and the man's mouth was directly broken, and his face was a little distorted.

The young monk was in pain, and was directly pumped to the ground, this is still the result of the mercy of Wu Heng's subordinates, with this person's innate cultivation of the realm, Wu Heng can be killed in seconds.

After a while, the man came back to his senses and found that he had been slapped in the face, he stood up staggeringly, pointed at Wu Heng's nose and scolded angrily: "Damn, are you looking for death?"

Although he knew that this young man's cultivation was terrifying, he had a large number of people in the Qingyang League, and Wu Heng didn't dare to make a move, so the young monk dared to stand up and point at Wu Heng's nose and scold.

On the beach, after a moment of silence, there was a burst of laughter, many monks saw that the young man's mouth was broken, and his face was distorted, and suddenly there was a burst of ridicule, just now he also said that he wanted to slap Wu Heng's mouth, but now he was slapped crooked, this kind of monk who is incapable, but still likes to shout, is the most despicable.

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