All Heavens Immortal Martial Arts

"How could this be, it seems that this world has one more... master?" All the creatures in the underworld were horrified at this moment.

They clearly felt that there was an extra layer of sky above their heads just now.

That kind of vast oppression made them feel awe from the bottom of their hearts. This is the awe of mortals for heaven and earth, and the fear of the endless universe.

There were only a few dark kings in the half-ancestral realm. They looked at each other, took a deep breath, and looked at the figure standing on the peak of the underworld, which belonged to He Heng.

With their cultivation base, it is natural to see that the source of all this... comes from there.

He Heng did not mean to hide it at all. He was condescending, overlooking the entire underworld like a heaven, and his voice was like thunder, resounding in the ears of every living being.

"This seat has refined the origin of the underworld and become the eternal master of this world. I call myself the master of the underworld, and I am the sky!"

This voice is huge, and it reveals the majesty of the sky, with an unparalleled momentum. When it resounds, the entire underworld is also cooperating, manifesting endless visions.

God's will is my will, and my body is in the sky!

As long as it is a creature in the underworld, no matter what the cultivation level is, at this moment, they feel a strong oppression, making them bow their heads, which is a shock from the soul.

He Heng stood with his hands behind his back, and his figure became deeper and deeper, as if he had escaped from the world and stepped on the world under his feet. Incomparably magnificent, incomparably majestic, incomparably untouchable.

"He's like this..." Several dark kings looked at each other, and they all saw the bitterness in each other's eyes across a short space.

"The Ghost Emperor of Montenegro, unifying Yin and Yang, will last forever!" "The Ghost Emperor is boundless, unifying Yin and Yang!"...

Heads and heads of yin spirits, bowing at the moment, facing He Heng standing at the highest point in the underworld, bowing to him.

At this moment, the underworld is completely unified.

No matter what the dark kings thought, at this moment, they have lost their meaning.

The only thing they can do is to follow the general trend and lower their noble heads.

"I'll wait, see the Ghost Emperor!" Several dark kings bowed bitterly.

He Heng silently looked at all the Yin spirits in the underworld, with deep pupils, with endless vastness, overlooking the world.

"It seems that the origin of the underworld still has some effect. The suppression and shock to the underworld creatures are still above the power of the ancestors." Thinking of this, he swung his sleeves and appeared in front of the surprised Tongtian in an instant.

"Did you see that the underworld is already unified, and this seat is the only ruler of the underworld! Here... outsiders are not welcome! Leave your sword, you can get out." He Heng's tone was calm, but there was a kind of Domineering, aggressive.

Tongtian's face was ashen, how many years, when did he enjoy this kind of treatment?

He couldn't help clenching the sword in his hand, wanting to fight him for life and death and wash away the shame. But reason inhibited his behavior, because he knew that he was not an opponent.

The person in front of him was originally a figure at the top of the half-ancestor. Fitting in the underworld, the power at this moment is comparable to that of the ancestors, and it is absolutely invincible.

But because you are invincible, should you give up? Put down the sword in your hand, and steal your life?

No, he is a person who can reach the sky and dare to swing a sword at the Ancestral God. How can I retreat, how can I retreat?

Suddenly, Tongtian's eyes were determined, and he slashed at He Heng with his sword.

Even though he knew that this move was his own way of death, even though he knew that the opponent was invincible, he was alone in the sky, not afraid of any powerful enemy, and even if he died, he still dared to use the sword!

It is better to live in humiliation than to die in battle,

The spirit is sublimating, the realm is rising, and Tongtian at this moment has reached the highest peak and the most extreme in life.

He was unprecedentedly close to the realm of the ancestral gods and saw the higher realm.

The three killing swords were integrated into his body at this moment, making him himself a powerful killing sword that smashed through everything!

This is also his way, his practice.

What he has done in his life, under the sword of the peak cut out by the sword of the body, expresses it vividly and reaches the peak.

He surpassed himself.

But that doesn't change anything.

No matter how amazing he is, no matter how detached he is at the last moment, he cannot escape the fate of the end.

A hand, white as jade.

Choke his throat.

No one knows how it appeared, as if when He Heng stretched it out, it appeared above Tongtian's throat.

It seems that fate has choked everyone by the throat, giving everyone the end at a critical time.

The hand of fate, the throat of man.

A hard.

The sword falls, the person dies, the hand disappears.

So simple, so easy.

The soul of the sky is broken into the underworld, on the continent of longevity, the sky is a vision, and the sky is weeping.

"This is the appearance of the half-ancestor's fall. What happened, such a big man fell?" The powerhouses of the Longevity Continent were discussing.

On a giant island in the East China Sea, many disciples of Tongtian looked at the extinguished soul lamp in front of them, and there was a dead silence.

After a long time, no one dared to believe.

"Master, you have fallen..."

"Tongtian actually fell, what happened?" On the Longevity Continent, many half ancestors were shocked, and they were also shocked by this sudden event.

A white-haired old man's eyes flickered with Tai Chi Yin and Yang, and suddenly said: "It seems to have fallen in the underworld, I will go there and see." He is Tongtian's senior brother, Lao Tzu.

"Okay." The other half ancestors nodded.

No matter what, it is a big thing to lose a half-ancestor. You must find out the reason, otherwise who knows if it will be your turn next?

...

"Sure enough, is it illusory?" He Heng murmured, looking at the three swords that fell in front of him.

He just killed Tontine.

There is nothing surprising about this.

Tongtian is only a half-ancestor, and he is a powerhouse close to the King of Stonemen.

This kind of cultivation, killing a half-ancestor is like strangling a bug.

But this is actually quite wrong.

Because Tongtian is not an ordinary half-ancestor, there are too many similarities in the heavens and myriad worlds~www.wuxiaspot.com~ They have a common source, and the source of Tongtian is naturally only that one, that supreme being.

He died so easily, why is that?

Contacting the original book of Changshengjie, He Heng quickly understood.

This Tongtian is illusory, an illusory existence deduced by some existence, and has nothing to do with that Heavenly Venerate.

Otherwise, even if it is just an incarnation, it is by no means simple.

Lao Tzu of the Montenegrin world clearly proves this.

"What are they going to do? What is the meaning of the existence of this longevity world? Why are so many people shattering the void and come here, and why are there some great beings that have been deduced by humans?" He Hengyi was the only one who could hear it. See the voice whispered.

He was talking about...them.

"The answer to everything should actually be very simple... What would it be?" He Heng put away the three swords and his eyes gradually deepened.