Continue to head towards the secret realm of Huaijiangshan!

Jiang Heng could clearly feel that the loss of their aura in secret was nearly 30% less!

Another half a day passed!

Fatty Wang, who was practicing hard on the boulder, suddenly burst into tears.

He has cultivated the Great Soul-Devouring Sword Technique and has taken the opportunity to upgrade his cultivation to the ninth level of Qi Condensation Realm!

This breakthrough is less than half a year since the last time I broke into the eighth level of Qi Condensation Realm!

If it had been this kind of speed of the gods, Fatty Wang really couldn't imagine what level he could have soared to!

"Fatty, Jiang Heng is so genius, why has he been so ordinary in the past six years and no waves appeared?"

Chen Lingwan couldn't think about it, so she secretly exchanged opinions with Fatty Wang.

Fatty Wang looked up at Jiang Heng who was sitting cross-legged and resting not far away, wiped away his tears, and stood up with sighs.

"I read a lot of books and understand the minds of such peerless geniuses the most. What they value is that if they don't make a sound, they will make a splash! Overnight, they broke through the nine realms, like a Red Sun patrol the sky, illuminating the entire Blood Evil Sword Sect! Why do you think the leader was rushing to sign him the sect's saint son?"

"Why?" Chen Lingwan replied casually, smiling in her heart, "It's not that he was afraid of death and fooling the head master..."

"Because the head of the sect is worried that other sects will snatch Senior Brother Jiang away! Such talents must be given enough benefits and try to stay!"

Fatty Wang felt a sense of honor when he spoke.

As he was speaking, a young man holding a folding fan turned out from behind the ancient pine trees beside the road on the mountain wall.

"Dare you guys wondering if you have ever seen a magic weapon of green skull?"

"Who are you?" Jiang Heng stopped the Chaos Eternal Life Skill and said calmly.

"Ask the Holy Son of the Demon Sect, Qiu Ruquan. I have received the news that you killed two of my miserable junior brothers. You guys, let's take your own life!"

The young man closed the folding fan and smiled calmly, as if he was talking about something irrelevant.

"Go to your mother!" Fatty Wang shouted angrily, stepped forward, slapped the hilt of his left hand, and the long sword choked out, and used the newly learned Great Soul-Devouring Sword Technique.

He would not be able to fight against the enemy like Jiang Heng, but he thought of using this stupid method to change it to a manual flying sword!

"Bold!" Qiu Ruquan didn't expect Fatty Wang to be so reckless, and he was unable to deal with it in a hurry.

Just passed two moves.
Chapter completed!