Lu Heng's voice was bright and resounding throughout the nine heavens. In the sky, a sound was like thunder, resounding everywhere.

The dark clouds in the nine heavens were immediately dispersed, and a loud sound exploded, sweeping away a lot of haze in the sky. In an instant, dark clouds from all directions were retreated by this sound.

The man in the gray robe in the sky took three steps back and was shocked.

Lu Heng is young and has such a great and majestic appearance.

The man in gray robe snorted coldly, waved his hand and a light curtain was shot out, and a dazzling light suddenly condensed. The power of heaven and earth around him was hooked, and the power of the law was activated, and the entire space became turbulent.

"The cult dog is so fierce this day. It's a ground-level upper-level spiritual master. It's interesting!" Lu Heng grinned and disappeared.

"Do you want to be buried with the Tianfeng Empire?" The man in gray robe flew in the air, with his hands behind him, like a savior who was high above him.

He looked down at the sergeants below with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Even when he was facing Lu Heng, he had no fluctuations in his situation. The people of the Tian Cult were above and had a sense of superiority.

"Interesting, where is your heavenly spiritual master, don't you plan to shout it out?" Lu Heng asked faintly.

"How could the leader be here? Moreover, you are just a Martial King, what qualifications do you have to do with the leader? You should be more realistic and know your status and identity, otherwise you wouldn't even know how to die." The man in the gray robe sneered, his tone was very harsh.

"You are right. People should have self-knowledge." Lu Heng smiled.

"Um?"

At this moment, the man in gray robe suddenly felt a sense of suffocation. Lu Heng was moving and taking steps towards him. Every step he took, his breath increased one step. The feeling of suffocation was layered and a little scary.

boom!

It seemed as if the sky had collapsed, the man in the gray robe felt something was wrong.

"How come this guy's breath is constantly increasing?" The man in gray robe moved.

[Ding, trigger side mission: Tian Cult's first battle, reward 50,000 contribution points for victory, deduct 100,000 contribution points for failure, and obtain a Tiangong Treasure Book]

Lu Heng was so happy.

Isn’t this forcing myself to start a massacre?

What can’t be solved if you have a Martial Saint Card?

"Isn't this giving me a contribution point? No, this system is not so stupid. Isn't this a trap for myself?" Lu Heng's heart moved.

No matter what, Lu Heng can't control so many powerful enemies in front of him, killing the enemy first.

Lu Heng held the demon spear in his hand, like a demon god, with long hair flying, cold light blooming in his eyes, and he stood there like an insurmountable mountain.

Standing there, he was the hope in the hearts of the entire third level, a monument, and the hope in the hearts of all the soldiers was on Lu Heng.

The light curtain hits.

Lu Heng turned the Demon Spear and stabbed forward, and stabbed it out with a shot. The light curtain was blocked in mid-air. Then, with a bang, it turned into a rain of light and dissipated in mid-air.

The man in gray robe strodes his hands and quickly makes seals. A complex mark appeared in his eyes, and the strangeness was a hint of treacherousness.

In an instant, the power of heaven and earth rushed towards the man in gray robe. His hands suddenly showed black patterns. In an instant, the black patterns quickly climbed into his palm as if they were alive.

Lu Heng's eyes narrowed. He felt that the black patterns were not simple. It seemed that the black patterns were also emitting a strong aura, targeting Lu Heng.

The next moment, Lu Heng felt that there was such a breath from all directions. The entire void seemed to be covered with black patterns, and he had no scope for his movements.

"A mere King of Wu, you are seeking death!"

The man in gray robe stretched out with one hand, and sure enough, the black pattern came out of his hand, like a vine, one after another, wrapping towards Lu Heng in the void.

Lu Heng's eyes condensed, and black light emitted all over his body, and a vast amount of demonic energy surged out from his body.

He activated the Demon Ancestor's Demonic Art, and his vast demonic energy made him completely transform into a demon god. The black smoke rose from the sky around him.

boom!

The smoke turned into an attack and rushed forward, causing Lu Heng to be so powerful that he was like a demon.

The black lines surged in the storm, whipping down hard towards Lu Heng's head, and slapping!

The entire void was trembling, and the hearts of the soldiers below were trembling violently. They felt that the air around them seemed to have been pulled away in an instant.

"Your only King Wu can't kill you. It's really a shame to your leader!"

Lu Heng laughed loudly and broke out from the black patterns. All the vines turned into ashes under the strangulation of the Demon Spear.

"snort!"

The man in gray robe snorted coldly, and his hands slashed again. The black patterns on his arms flickered, and the broken black patterns were combined together again, turning into a black cage and covering it.

With a bang.

The cage enveloped the black demonic energy transformed by Lu Heng. At this moment, the demonic energy on Lu Heng's body was built up, revealing his true body.

At this moment, Lu Heng was like a devil emitting a black aura. His aura continued to rise, without any sign of weakening.

I saw the vines surrounded by black patterns changing into black lightning, thundering towards Lu Heng's body.

Although those black auras fell on Lu Heng, they did not hurt Lu Heng at all. No matter how the man in gray attacked, Lu Heng was as stable as a rock.

The man in gray robe was a little shocked.

What kind of mysterious skills Lu Heng practiced? Why is it so powerful that it not only can’t hurt him at all, but it can’t shake him at all.

Moreover, the demonic energy on his body seemed to never be weakened, but instead became stronger and stronger as he gathered.

"Who are you? There are really not many people practicing magic martial arts in this world! Could it be that you are from the Demon Temple?" the man in the gray robe asked with a frown.

"You are not qualified to know the name of this seat, let your leader come." Lu Heng said lightly.

A trace of coldness flashed across the man in the gray robe's face, and the eyes looking at Lu Heng were filled with hostility. The murderous intent on his body suddenly expanded, and a gray robe sounded.

"Those who despise my god cult are seeking death!"

Boom!

There was a roar from the whole world.

In the world, a strange energy was fluctuating, and the sky became darker, and the fluctuations on the man in the gray robe became even more terrifying.

The strength of the upper-level spiritual master of the earth level cannot be underestimated. It can be completely confronted with the peak master of the Martial King. In order to destroy Cangyue Pass, the Tian Cult also made sufficient capital.
Chapter completed!