"Want to fight? I'll help you!"

Jiang Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his right sword pointed out with a slanted point, pointing directly to the burly young man's eyebrows.

"Are you joking? But a mere Qi Condensation Cultivator is not as good as a dog! Where can I get the courage to fight me?!" The burly young man laughed wildly, as if he had heard the coldest joke.

In his opinion, Jiang Heng's cultivation level is at most at the ninth level of Qi Condensation Realm, and the two are still different!

call out!

The blue spiritual light passed by, almost sucking away the nearby spiritual energy.

The fifth form of the Blood Evil Spirit Sword Technique, the Demon Dragon Eats the Heart!

"You are not stupid, are you? I'm wearing a body-protective armor, you don't know?! Hehehe...uh!"

The burly young man said halfway, looking down at the blood-colored hole in his chest, his face full of incredible, "How...how could it be like this?"

Bang!

The burly young man fell to the ground, twitching and wailing.

Jiang Heng took off the other party's storage bag without expression and kicked him down the hillside.

The hungry jackal came around instantly, tearing the burly young man to pieces...

Jiang Heng's speculation is good.

Although the Chaos Green Lotus Seed is still damaged, it is hard to bear as a sword pill!

You know, before it became Jiang Heng's natal object, it absorbed the original essence and blood of the Immortal Emperor!

The green skull lost its master and skull, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

Chen Lingwan immediately escaped from the trap, but was still a little dull, as if in a daze.

Fatty Wang vents more and intakes less, his lips are bruised and he is dying.

"Fatty, hold on!" Jiang Heng raised his hand and tweaked the big acupoints around Fatty Wang's body a few times, locking his life energy.

Immediately afterwards, the only blood spirit pill was taken from the storage bag on his waist and stuffed it into Fatty Wang's mouth.

This is a gift from Chen Wuxian before departure, which can lead to life and death.

No matter how much injury a cultivator is injured, he can recover as long as he breathes in one breath!

"Huhhhhh!" Fatty Wang gasped like a drowning person, and the pain gradually improved, "Senior Brother Jiang, am I not dead?"

"How could you die? Don't worry, I'm here!" Jiang Hengwen smiled softly, feeling a little guilty inside.

Although it is natural for him to test Fatty Wang, it is also full of risks.

If it weren't for the Blood Spirit Pill, I'm afraid that even if he had the knowledge of the Immortal Emperor in his previous life, it would be difficult to save Fatty Wang and would be powerless to turn the world back!

Fortunately, the ending of things is enough to make people feel relieved.

Fatty Wang is indeed escorting Jiang Heng with a sincere heart, not the undercover agent who was placed in by Chen Wuxian!

While Fatty Wang got up to regulate his breathing, Jiang Heng activated the Chaos Eternal Life Art and shot out a ray of green light onto the green skull.

After three breaths.

A wisp of blue-purple treasure spirit of heaven and earth overflowed from the skull and flew lightly into the Chaos Green Lotus Seed.

What surprised Jiang Heng was that there was a trace of Dongji Green Gold in the material that refined the green skull!

Dongji Green Gold is extremely rare in Xiaojiezhou. A piece of baby’s fist can hire a sect to protect you for three years!

In the spiritual treasure continent's cultivation world, the level of magic weapons is one level higher than that of magic weapons.

The grade of magic weapons is divided by the refining materials and the quality after refining. From high to low, it is: top-quality, heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang.

Therefore, the real grade of the skull must surpass the magic weapon, at least a yellow-level magic weapon!

After four breaths, the green skull was refined into a piece of waste by Jiang Heng.

The spiritual aggregates inside were all swallowed and absorbed by the Chaos Green Lotus Seeds.

As for the living souls that were stripped away by the burly young man using the Destiny Soul-Devouring Art, Jiang Heng released them into the air.

I just hope that those demon monks who died will rest in peace.

Jiang Heng stood up and walked to Chen Lingwan who was in a daze.

He poked out a finger and sent out a wisp of spiritual power to clear the hidden dangers left by her skull.

"Jiang Heng! The power of the Luo Shengui just now is so powerful!" Chen Lingwan was overjoyed at the first moment of awakening and sighed to Jiang Heng.

That's nature.

A certain family’s previous life was the Immortal Emperor!

Jiang Heng felt proud for a moment, then smiled gently, and encouraged: "It's all Senior Sister Chen who has a high understanding, so she can be more comfortable when using it!"

"Yeah!" Chen Lingwan was recognized by Jiang Heng, and her face was full of joy. "It seems that you are taking risks, and it's not a big loss..."

Fatty Wang coughed lightly and stood between Jiang Heng and Chen Lingwan, with a very moving expression.

"Senior Brother Jiang, I have completely recovered. That pill... is the Blood Spirit Pill?"

"As long as you can cure you, what can a blood spirit pill count as?"

Jiang Heng patted Fatty Wang on the shoulder with emotion, and used his spiritual sense to erase the soul imprint on the burly young man's storage bag.

There are only two things in the storage bag, five hundred spirit stones and a green jade slip.

Jiang Heng was not polite to the five hundred spirit stones and directly put them in the storage bag.

He practiced the Chaos Eternal Life Art and had a huge demand for spiritual stones and spiritual energy.

As the saint son of the Blood Evil Sword Sect, the first month of spiritual stone offering he received was only 200, which was not enough!

Inside the green jade slip, what is branded is the inherited skills of the Demon Sect.

[Heavenly Destiny Soul-Devouring Art]!

Chen Lingwan and Fatty Wang leaned over and looked like they wanted Jiang Heng to share his skills.

However, the Demonic Sects have gone through many battles and twists and turns, and most of the skills are lost.

It is naturally good to be able to learn one more skill!

How could Jiang Heng not know their little thoughts?

However, although he remembers many peerless magic secrets, at the moment, he cannot pass on even one.

Otherwise, Xiaojiezhou will inevitably cause another bloody storm!

Jiang Heng looked at it for a moment, rubbed the green jade slip into a ball of powder in his palm, and threw it on the edge of the Tao with his own hands.

"Senior Brother Jiang, it's a waste! If you don't look down on the Soul-Devouring Art of Heaven, give it to me!" Fatty Wang was careless on weekdays, but he couldn't help but speak in a tone.

"What's the hurry? I've realized something better! If you want to learn, I'll teach you." Jiang Heng poked out his finger and pointed it at Fatty Wang's eyebrows, passing through a ray of divine thought.

This teaching method is a simplified version of the initiation method, but it is already cool enough in Lingbao Continent!

Be able to pass on your own understanding and understanding of the martial arts to the other party in its entirety.

"Great Soul-Devouring Sword Technique?" Fatty Wang's little eyes gradually widened, and his excited voice trembled.

After four breaths, the transmission of the power has been completed.

Fatty Wang’s understanding of the Great Soul-Devouring Sword Technique seems to have been comprehended for hundreds of years!

Who says beauty can ruin the country?

Senior Brother Jiang really values ​​me the most. Only for me, a die-hard fan, can he be willing to use his divine thoughts to spread his skills!

Chen Lingwan?

It’s just a pretty skin among the women who covet my Senior Brother Jiang’s body!

Fatty Wang was proud and held the hilt of the sword around his waist with his left hand, paced back and forth, looking at himself.

"Fatty, don't ask, why are you only passing on your divine thoughts?" Chen Lingwan curled her lips and couldn't help reminding her.

"Uh, why, Senior Brother Jiang?" Fatty Wang felt a little panicked and began to feel a little unconfident.

Jiang Heng understood the importance of self-confidence during cultivation and tried to explain with a smile.

"Just because Fatty is the one in a thousand! Others may not be able to understand my understanding!"

"Really?" Chen Lingwan frowned and sent a voice.

Fatty Wang’s talent is too ordinary. If he doesn’t pass on his skills like this, he will not understand the mystery of the Great Soul-Devouring Sword Technique!

Although his cultivation level is also at the eighth level of Qi Condensation Realm, the same as Chen Lingwan, he relies on more than ten years of hard practice and the accumulation of various elixirs that stimulate potential!

Chen Lingwan is different. She is a body of Taiyin and has a very talented person. When she passes on her skills, she will find the best way for her!

Jiang Hengru told the truth about the truth and smiled, "The Great Soul-Devouring Sword Technique, the martial arts are domineering and masculine. The president's Adam's apple after the girl practices..."

"Who said I was going to learn..." Chen Lingwan stuck out her tongue and ran away with a blushing face.

Over the past few days, her impression of Jiang Heng has become better and better, but for some reason, she is always filled with inferiority in her heart when she gets along.
To be continued...