All Heavens Immortal Martial Arts

While Fuxi and Di Jun were chatting and laughing, Di Jun took his younger brother Donghuang Taiyi and the demon master Kunpeng to sit in the second row together. As for the remaining demon gods, they were not qualified to sit with them, they all spontaneously sat in the back.

After Di Jun sat down, he greeted Sanqing, Jieyin, Zhunti, etc. in front of him and talked freely.

It didn't take long for two figures, one red and one yellow, to walk in. They all looked like middle-aged people. The red figure had loose hair and a bohemian feeling. There was a gourd around his waist, but the yellow robe figure was dressed as a Taoist. The head is tied in a bun, exuding a sense of generosity.

"It turned out to be the two Taoist brothers Hongyun and Zhen Yuanzi. The emperor has seen it." Di Jun got up and greeted him.

The figure in the red robe laughed, clasped his fists and said, "Demon Emperor, it's been a long time." Then he unceremoniously made it to the second row of demon master Kunpeng.

The demon master Kunpeng is a gray-clothed man, exuding an icy aura, and his pupils are extremely deep, like two black holes. Seeing Daoist Hongyun sitting next to him, he just glanced at it lightly, and then stopped moving.

Huangpao Taoist Zhen Yuanzi also sat down, so the second row was also full.

At this time, a blood-colored figure exuding a monstrous aura walked into the Zixiao Palace. Seeing the first two rows that were already full, he snorted coldly and found a corner to sit down.

When the people who came later saw him, they all hid far away, not wanting to get close.

Because this blood-colored figure is named Ming He, it is the ancestor of the Asura clan among the heavens and the world in the past. He is powerful and murderous. He has fought against Huanglun and Huanwushang, the two most powerful demons. , although he is not invincible, he is not dead, which is enough to prove his strength.

And after entering the prehistoric era, he even refined the sea of ​​​​netherworld blood that was transformed by the tainted blood of Pangu. At their peak, the Dijun brothers would not provoke this murderer.

Styx is the most maverick among the great powers in the prehistoric world, but it is undeniable that he is powerful.

Time passed slowly, and the famous powerhouses came to this Zixiao Palace in groups, which soon filled the number of 3,000.

He Heng's figure slowly appeared on the high platform, overlooking the famous powerful people below, and said indifferently: "Everyone has arrived, and the next sermon begins."

Sanqing and other powerhouses carefully looked at the current He Heng, and they were shocked to find that He Heng's aura had become much more empty than when he killed Shenni and Luo Hu.

As if it didn't exist anymore.

This phenomenon reminded them of a person.

Chang!

When he was not trapped in the past, he had a similar temperament to overthrow the heavens and the world with his own power.

"Has he reached the realm of Chang?" Sanqing, Jieyin, Zhunti, Fuxi and other powerhouses thought solemnly.

At this moment, a shocking rumbling sound came from outside the Zixiao Palace, as if a very terrifying force was impacting the palace gate.

He Heng frowned.

"Little Hongjun, you closed the door before our witch clan arrived. What do you mean? If you know that you have no ability to teach grandpa us, then get out and kowtow three times, and grandpas will let you go! "

A huge and rude voice came out from outside the Zixiao Palace and fell into the ears of everyone inside.

So everyone immediately cheered up and looked at He Heng above.

They have been provoked to come to the door of the house, and your old man still hasn't dealt with it?

Sanqing and other powerhouses were even more moved in their hearts.

I just can't figure out the strength of this man, but now I can test him by taking the hands of the barbarians of the Wu clan. It is estimated that the head of the ancestral witch also thinks this way, otherwise it is impossible to be so provocative.

Under everyone's attention, He Heng stood up indifferently, looked outside, and said indifferently: "Under the heavens, blessings and misfortunes are always summoned, Wu clan, you have gone too far!"

When he raised his hand lightly, the gate of Zixiao Palace opened immediately, and twelve figures radiating terrifying aura stood outside, ferocious and frightening, so scared that the two boys Haotian and Yaochi almost cried.

At the moment when the palace door opened, the twelve ancestor witches rushed into it, but they were shocked to find that an incomparably powerful pressure shrouded him and others.

He Heng's eyes flickered, and he gently flicked his sleeves, and suddenly the boundless mana penetrated the Zixiao Palace, pressing outside the palace like a vast ocean.

Affected by this force, the Twelve Ancestral Witch flew out and fell into the chaotic space.

"Damn!" An Ancestral Witch was furious and punched the Zixiao Palace. A shroud of light suddenly flashed and rushed towards him. He immediately vomited blood and flew backwards.

"Zhu Rong!" The other ancestor witches shouted, and they rushed towards the Zixiao Palace angrily, and then they were blasted away by the same dazzling light without any accident.

There are only two of the twelve ancestor witches left, one is Dijiang and the other is Houtu!

The two of them looked at He Heng, who was calm in Zixiao Palace, and finally Di Jiang said first: "Daoist Hongjun, it's been a long time since I haven't seen you for a long time. You really impress the deity, but I, the Wu clan, came here to listen to you. Preaching, why did you not only let us in, but also wound ten of my brothers?"

He Heng said lightly: "Pin Dao preached today, there are only 3,000 guests in Zixiao Palace. If you are late, you have no chance with Pin Dao. If you forcibly enter, Pin Dao can only chase away the guests."

Di Jiang's face sank: "Can't you give me some face?"

He Heng said: "You, you don't have this face."

"Hmph, you treat my witch clan like this, do you know the consequences?" Among the twelve ancestor witches, the Houtu ancestor finally spoke, staring at He Heng with hateful eyes.

He Heng glanced at her and said lightly, "I don't know what the consequences of offending the Witch Clan will be, but I think you should understand the consequences of going against the impoverished Dao."

"You!" Hou Tu looked at him angrily, and couldn't help thinking of his father and uncle, all his tragedies were because of this person, why could he still look at him so indifferently?

revenge!

Must have revenge!

The back soil roared wildly.

After going through so much~www.readwn.com~ she is no longer the heroic emperor Han of the past, but an ancestor who just wants revenge.

He Heng knew her hatred, but he didn't care.

Does the elephant care about the resentment of the ants?

How could the dragon care about the killing intent of the reptile?

Looking at the two outside the palace indifferently, He Heng said indifferently: "Leaving the Zixiao Palace is a hundred million miles away, today Pindao can spare your life."

"Really, the deity has to see who spared who!" Di Jiang snorted coldly, exuding a terrifying suffocating energy, and at the same time his heart was beating wildly, making the whole world resonate.

I don't know when, the Ten Great Ancestral Witches and Hou Tu stood behind him together, and the evil spirits intertwined with them, forming a terrifying phantom.

"Hongjun, let you see the great formation of the gods and gods of my Wu clan, the real body of Pangu!" Di Jiang roared in the terrifying phantom.

He Heng glanced outside and said lightly, "Those who follow the sky will prosper, and those who go against the sky will perish!"