Not good!"

Sensing the changes in the void around them, the complexions of Lu Yu and Wen Junhui changed at the same time.

Hit the trick!

The secret realm of the Demon Tomb Mountain is wrapped in the Twelve Heavenly Gods.

As the main array of demon immortals in the middle of the secret realm, in this secret realm, even if they come to the immortals, they are not afraid!

Of course, if you activate the formation, you will definitely destroy the spirit stone veins in the secret realm.

Now, in order to keep the ore vein, they have left the formation center, but they have to compete with others head-on for cultivation and mana.

Obviously, the Sky Swallowing Python was just a bait, in order to lure them out of the formation center.

"Who are you?"

Wen Jun turned around and wrapped himself in the immortal weapon dust banner, holding the evil soldier's blood flame fork, and turned his head to look directly at Sun Heng who appeared.

He was dressed in a gorgeous costume, his face was elegant, his expression was cold, and his eyes were detached and full of anger.

At the same time, the immortal aura swirled around his body, constantly impacting this world, and his complexion became more and more heavy.

The confinement of the Taijitu world is obviously not so easy to break!

He said in a deep voice: "You are so bold, you know what kind of place this is, and you dare to make trouble here!"

Sun Heng in front of him has a slender figure, strong muscles and muscles are hidden under the undulations of his clothes, and there is a strong Buddha light on his body.

It seems to be a Buddhist monk who is proficient in forging the body.

But Wen Jun has been certified to immortal Taoism for tens of thousands of years, but he has never seen this monk who has attained the Buddha's fruit!

Sun Heng didn't say anything, first glanced at the distance, Xiaobai and Ye Wan'er were teaming up to deal with the demon fairy land fish at this time.

Xiao Bai gave birth to different species, and his cultivation has almost reached the immortal path, plus the creation gourd, which can be regarded as having the magic of time and space at the same time.

There is also a ancestral inheritance, and there is no shortage of experience in fighting methods.

Coupled with Ye Wan'er's assistance with the truth on the side, in a short period of time, it will be difficult to distinguish the winner from the other.

At the moment, his heart was slightly relieved, and he turned his head and said: "There is no need to delay time, will the Taoist friends descend, or not?"

"You want to bring me down?"

Wen Jun sneered back: "But I don't know if I have this ability!"

Before the sound fell, the Blood Flame Fork had already appeared in front of Sun Heng's eyebrows.

The appearance of this demon seems to be soft and weak, but the fork method is domineering and slashing, and there is no way back.

This fork, transcending time and space, is connected with Sun Heng's cause and effect, and when the fork is made, its fate has been decided.

"Peng!"

The Blood Flame Fork condensed infinite blood into one, its power was boundless, and the unimaginably huge force condensed into one, shattering Sun Heng's body in an instant.

But Wen Junhui's face was not happy, but he turned a fork and closed it behind his back.

At the moment of hitting the other party, it already knew that what it hit was just a phantom!

However, being able to conceal the perception of a true immortal is amazing!

"When ......"

Before the melodious collision sound sounded, the two phantoms were already blasting the place into countless void turbulence.

In the chaos of time, countless afterimages emerged one after another.

As soon as they fought, the two demons collided fiercely, seemingly indistinguishable.

But Wen Junhui's mind sank suddenly.

The speed of the opponent is faster, the strength of the opponent is stronger, and even the defense power that he is proud of cannot be compared to the opponent!

Fighting each other, Sun Heng had almost no defense, and his sword skills were wide open and closed, and he was indomitable!

As for the perception and application of the immortal realm, under the suppression of the Taiji diagram, it is also invincible.

If it weren't for the fact that it had refined the fork method for more than 100,000 years and had entered the Dao realm, I am afraid that it would fall into disadvantage the moment it met!

No, if it goes on like this, I will definitely not last long!

With a slight shake of the dust banner on Wen Junhui's body, it had moved to more than ten thousand miles away.

Most of the demon clans are not good at refining weapons, and although the dust banner is an immortal treasure, its power is not too strong.

However, it is still possible to hide Sumeru in mustard seeds, as you like, no matter how far or near you are.

As for the defensive power, it is the top among the magic weapons, but it is better than nothing for the immortals.

But the Blood Flame Fork in its hand is different!

"Blood sacrifice, out!"

With a low shout, an excited roar like an ancient god immediately came from the Blood Flame Fork.

At the same time, the aura on Wen Junhui's body also changed abruptly.

A mysterious and extreme charm appeared in Sun Heng's perception.

The demon fairy land fish in the distance suddenly looked back, and his eyes were already full of surprise.

It knew that Wen Junhui's Blood Flame Fork contained the remnants of an ancient god and demon, known as one of the six demons in the Desire Realm.

The cultivation of this demon is not as good as that of a true immortal, but it has the ability to corrode the immortal path, and at the same time, it can also greatly improve the monk's control over certain avenues.

But borrowing its power is not a good thing!

If it weren't for the fact that it was difficult to match the opponent, Wen Jun would not have used this access control method!

At this time, Wen Junhui had already sacrificed part of his cultivation with blood, attracting the desire demon into his body, and his originally clear eyes were also covered with a layer of black.

"Die!"

In a low cheer, the Blood Flame Fork actually drew a mysterious trajectory of up to 10 billion times in an instant, directly slashing Sun Heng.

Fast!

Extremely fast!

There is no active control of time, but time has been actively changed under this blood fork.

At such a speed, space seems to be meaningless!

Sun Heng's face froze, and the Tissot in his body also began to spin wildly.

Time also quietly slowed down before his eyes.

At the same time, the Gara Heavenly Robe also bloomed with the light of the Buddha, and the three-turn tanhui method of blessing the realm and cultivation was attached.

Tianluo's eyes turned wildly, and Sun Heng's body followed the gibbon monkey's talent for the way of cause and effect, and rushed into the attacking blood fork.

At the same time, his body swayed slightly, and phantoms appeared around him, confusing the other party's perception.

In an instant, the power of the three bloodlines operated at the same time, and the thunder light jumped in the air, and in just a flash, it turned into countless thunderbolts, colliding with the blood fork.

"Boom ......"

The light of the blood fork was condensed and tragic, with an indomitable force, which made people's hearts palpitate.

And the thunder is vast and fierce, the light is clear, and the two are intertwined, revealing a beautiful scene.

And in the collision with each other, there are even more Zen sounds looming.

Reincarnation of the eight tones!

"Die!"

A low shout came out of nowhere, accompanied by a pitch-black long knife that suddenly appeared and suddenly penetrated Wen Junhui's body.

"Stop!"

A frightened roar came from Wen Junhui's mouth: "I admit defeat, I am willing to surrender!"

"Rak ......"

The sword light slashed, and half of the demon fairy's body withered abruptly.

The thunder light that Sun Heng transformed flashed a few times in the air before it showed its true form in the distance.

At the same time, with a slight flick of the Zhihai Taishang Chopping Knife, the invisible sword light had turned into a headband and appeared in his palm.

"Take it!"

Wen Junhui's face turned pale, and the hand holding the Blood Flame Fork trembled slightly.

Staring at the headband in front of him, he sighed, reached out to pick it up, and put it on his head weakly.

The headband was fixed, and when it suddenly shrank inward, it disappeared into his sea of consciousness.

And Wen Junhui's face became more and more ugly.

"The one over there. ”

Sun Heng ignored it, but turned around with a knife and looked at Lu Yu: "What is your choice?"