All Heavens Immortal Martial Arts

In the Yangshen world, He Heng repaired the eternal kingdom, and just after leaving the customs, he received a message from the Taoist fortune.

"The other side of the world, they will come over from the River of Time, so the battlefield is in the place of origin?" He Heng, without joy or sorrow, just told Daoist Fortune, "Got it."

He knows better than anyone else in this world about the situation on the other side of the world. One of his clones is still lurking there.

He called the three kings of the gods, and without saying a word, the four came to the Holy Emperor Hall of the Human Race. This is the alliance center of the current Daqian world. In order to cope with the coming world, he hastily served as the leader of Daqian these days, even Not caring about his own injury, he dispatched the battle power of the Great Thousand Worlds everywhere, and made every effort to prepare for war.

And today, this is the first meeting since the establishment of the Great Thousand Alliance, and it may be the last time. The other side of the world is coming soon, if the Great Thousand World loses, I am afraid that there will be no life, and there is no possibility of the next meeting.

There is only one agenda for this meeting, how to fight against the other side of the world.

The Taoist fortune first said: "Pindao has discovered the shadow of the other side of the world in the place of origin. It is constantly approaching, and within a few days, their vanguard will definitely arrive." His tone was very dignified.

The Great Emperor Changsheng sighed: "The most important problem now is that we don't know how strong the world on the other side is. What the Sundial said last time is not enough to believe, but he already knows the full strength of our world. In this case, we are undoubtedly passive.”

Everyone nodded.

Pan got up at this time and looked at everyone and said, "The only thing we can do is to prepare our own combat power as much as possible. As long as we are strong enough, everything will not be a problem."

"It's up to me to lay out the line of defense. Since it has been determined that the battlefield will be in the place of origin, then we will use all of our strength to defend there, and just prevent the war from spreading to the Great Thousand World..." Pan continued to talk. He Heng stayed silent and never spoke.

He naturally knew some of the intelligence winds in the other side of the world, and it was very valuable, but he didn't plan to say it.

Because that's not very useful, the strength of the two worlds is too different, with Daqian's current combat power, it is impossible to fight the other side of the world, a mother of the other side is enough to fight against the whole world of Daqian, let alone so many powerhouses on the other side.

If Daqian wants to win, the only way is to unite with the heretical forces in the other side of the world, the Holy Realm of Freedom, the Misty Cloud Sea, etc., to fight against the mother of the other side, but this is actually trying to hide from the tiger.

In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies are not enough.

Closing his eyes, He Heng pondered how he could seek the best interests in this turmoil.

He is not a pure person from the Great Thousand Worlds, and he has no idea of ​​fighting to the end. What he seeks is only pure interests.

The first purpose is to obtain enough resources to perfect the eternal kingdom. The second purpose is to collide with many powerhouses in these two worlds, forcing one's own potential and making breakthroughs. There is also an attempt to parasitize the mother of the other shore.

After clarifying his thoughts, He Heng looked at the restless Daqian powerhouses and remained silent.

Suddenly, somewhere in Daqian, a seven-colored mandala bloomed, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple.

"Mother of the other shore?" He Heng suddenly stood up and shouted, "The world of the other shore has come ahead of time, and it's too late to prepare anything. Now is the time to start the war."

Others also discovered this anomaly, and rushed to the outside of the sky to come to the place of origin, on the other side of the River of Time, a huge world, through the connection with the sun, came quickly.

Several powerful figures flew out of it, and a seven-color mandala bloomed to the extreme, and the outline of a young girl faintly emerged.

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In the other side of the world, He Heng's incarnation, after he parasitized the Tianxian general, he left the Hongtu Ranch and roamed at the junction of the Mandala Empire and the Holy Land of Freedom, looking for targets that could be hunted.

In just two days, he had already reached the peak of the purple qi realm, and he was only one line away from becoming a god. In the Great Thousand World, he was half-step Yangshen level.

But for some reason, there was always a haze in his heart, as if something was about to happen.

"No, someone is following me!" He Heng suddenly realized.

At this moment, a black-robed figure walked slowly from the sky, holding a sickle, and staring at He Heng with scarlet eyes with joy.

"Thank my god, dear little friend, I finally found you. It took me two full days. Your ability to hide is really strong, but you are qualified to be seen by me..." Waving the sickle , the **** of death said to He Heng intermittently, as if talking to himself.

Looking at this sudden and strange figure, He Heng's heart is extremely solemn. With his realm, he can see the extraordinaryness of the **** of death at a glance. This is at least a **** level of the peak realm, and may even be a super **** level powerhouse. , that is, people who are only weaker than the top existences of the Great Thousand Worlds such as the Great Emperor Changsheng and the Daoist Fortune.

Have you actually been stared at by him?

He knew in his heart that something was wrong, but He Heng's expression didn't change at all, he raised his head and said, "I don't know who your Excellency is, what are you looking for for money?"

"Your surname is Qian, this surname is not good, it's a bit vulgar... Who am I, I'm here to kill you, yes, I'm here to kill you!!" Scarlet rays of light surged in his eyes, and the angel of death suddenly waved The sickle slashed at He Heng.

"Dear little friend, let me kill you, I like killing the most, hahahaha! Kill, kill, kill!"

The messenger of the **** of death is like madness, the sickle is flying wildly, and the endless black gas is billowing up. It is the beam of death, annihilating all life.

He Heng was shrouded in these beams, and his life withered, only in an instant.

Although his realm is extraordinary, but limited to his cultivation, it is absolutely impossible to compete with such powerhouses as the **** of death, and he is already close to defeat in just a few strokes.

On the other hand, in the fierce battle, the **** of death kept saying: "Little boy, your strength is really good, you can actually pick me up three moves, very good! If you die all at once, then There is nothing to play with, I like an opponent like you that can resist the most, so that you can have the pleasure of killing. Yes, it is killing, I want to kill, kill, kill!!!"

The sickle fluttered and the breath of death lingered, but He Heng became more and more calm at this moment, he had already seen something.

"This person's own cultivation level seems to be just an ordinary **** level, but he has a unique death breath blessing, which makes him comparable to the so-called super **** level. Only one person in this world can have such power, and that is the other side. Mother. In this way, he must be one of the four gods of death under the mother of the other side, so..." Thinking of this, He Heng suddenly made a decision.

"Hey, why don't you resist, how can you stop resisting! I want to kill with pleasure, I want you to resist!!" The **** of death roared wildly, and He Heng's act of grabbing the road made him extremely angry.

"Anyway, my defeat today is bound to end, so why should you please you? Before dying, it would be good to take revenge on the enemy." He Heng said calmly.

"Damn, you actually want to take revenge on me like this, unforgivable! I'm angry!" The **** of death roared, his anger rose to the extreme, his scarlet eyes were full of cruelty and madness, and the sickle in his hand danced wildly, turning into ten thousand in an instant. A thousand knives of light slashed He Heng's body.

"Huh, is this the only way?" He Heng looked at the **** of death, his eyes still calm, at this moment, his whole body was chopped up by the thousands of knife lights, as if Ling Chi, but this The pain in the flesh was not enough to move him.

"I am the **** of death, I hold the palm of death, don't you want to die now, then I tell you, you can't escape my grasp even if you die, I want to kill and kill! Ahhhh!!" Roaring wildly, incomparably mad, a deep seal suddenly appeared behind him, outlining the appearance of death.

"It's finally here!" He Heng's eyes shone brightly.

The four divine envoys under the mother seat of the other shore are all at the level of gods, and the reason why each of them has near-perfect super god-level power is because they have been given the four great seals of birth, old age, sickness and death. The mother has a great connection, which is countless times closer than the connection with the silk thread that is controlled by ordinary people. It happens to be the best medium for his parasitic mother on the other side.

The messenger of the **** of death transported out the **** of death seal that belonged to him, laughed loudly, and was extremely ferocious. He wanted to take He Heng's soul and tortured him constantly to avenge his revenge that he never got the pleasure of torture.

At this moment, He Heng finally made a move~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He suddenly turned into a hazy light group and rushed into the imprint of the **** of death.

"Hey, is he crazy, why did he take the initiative to come in?" The **** of death was a little puzzled, but then the doubt turned into cruelty.

"No matter why you landed on my hand now, I will definitely let you try the most beautiful things in this world, hahahaha!" Laughing, the death messenger touched his head, as if remembering something.

"By the way, my **** said that someday our world will be in line with another world. I want me to prepare and conquer that world!"

"God, you must forgive me, I really didn't mean to forget this matter." The angel of death dropped the sickle in his hand and prayed devoutly to the sky.

Immediately, he remembered something, picked up the sickle, licked his lips, and laughed wildly: "In another world, there must be a lot of interesting existences that can make me kill! Hahaha, kill, kill, I want to kill! "

After he finished speaking, he laughed, broke through the space, came to the edge of the world, and looked at the other side of the time, He Heng seemed to have a feeling there, and suddenly opened his cold eyes.