Chapter 109 Promotion

The Blood Killing League is known as the first killer organization. If you want to ask them to take action, it is of great value. Only a few months after entering the game, there are few people who have a grudge against Chang Heng and are willing to pay a lot of money to kill the alliance. The romantic prince of the Wulin League and the prince Mubai are the same, but there is the suppression of the sword prince. They can't do such a thing behind the sword prince, and the other is the temples.

That time, a total of six people, including the king of the gods of the temple, were hanged and reincarnated. A few days of efforts were all in vain. There is also a reason not to hate him.

After thinking about it, Chang Heng put this matter behind him. No matter who it is, since it comes to buying a killer to deal with himself, it is obvious that he is not his opponent at present, and Chang Heng is too lazy to pay attention to it. If there is another time, Chang Heng can't wait to look at his former brother.

After packing everything up, Chang Heng left the mountain forest, drove the yellow wind gourd, and flew forward in one direction. The wilderness world is huge and boundless, mostly mountains, forests and rivers, and there are countless barbarian beasts lurking in it. Chang Heng flew for more than an hour and then fell down. There are many beasts with strength in the witch realm.

Now Changheng's mana is in the Jindan period, and his body is in Wuwujing. If you want to quickly improve your strength, it is a good way to fight monsters at present, and some barbarians in the early stage of Wujing meet Changheng's current strength standards.

"Roar"

A forest trembled, and its head was ten feet long. Its body was covered with cyan mane and looked like a lion, but the barbarian beast with three heads rushed out from behind the bushes. Blood stains fell from its neck and looked back. At the six pairs of eyes of the three heads showed fear at the same time, roared, and a breeze came from under his feet. He raised it, held it up three feet from the ground, and ran forward quickly.

"Would you like to run? If this makes you run away, what other games will I play?

After the bushes, more than 100 feet away from the green lion, Chang Heng held a flying gun and looked at the green lion running forward quickly.

"Go."

Chang Heng threw the Feilian gun into the air and pointed forward. The Feilian gun paused slightly in the air, and then suddenly accelerated under the control of Chang Heng's spiritual consciousness, like a sharp arrow shot by a strong bow, passing through the heavy woods and flying behind the green lion.

"Roar"

The green lion roared angrily, and the speed did not decrease. The head on the left of the three heads turned around and opened its mouth. A blue light spewed out of its mouth and rushed towards the flying gun. At the same time, the head on the right shouted in a low voice and quickly recited the formula. Countless cyan wind blades appeared in the air out of thin air and shot at Chang Heng.

The blue light scorching and collided with the Feilian gun, making a loud bang. The Feilian gun shook repeatedly in the air. Although it did not shoot backwards, it was also blocked from continuing to fly. After the appearance of countless cyan wind blades, raindrops shot at Chang Heng. For a time, Chang Heng was locked by the wind blade in all directions at the same time. No, there is no way to hide.

"Good spell, hand over this spell. When I ride, I won't let you die." Seeing the flying wind blade, Chang Heng smiled, did not dodge, and took a big step against the wind blade and hit it. The body in the later period of Wuwujing, coupled with the strengthening of the magic power of the Jindan period, was wearing a good armor. With Chang Heng's strength at this time, it could not be hurt by the wind blade issued by the green lion in panic. Although there were many wind blades, they were not powerful enough. Chang Heng walked over and only heard the sound of crackling rain beating bananas. Hundreds of wind blades did not cause any harm to him except to drop the dust on Chang Heng's clothes.

"I have no grudge against you. Why did you do so much to me?" The green lion was notgrified. While running away, he paid attention to the flying gun in the air, lest he would come and kill him.

Chang Heng practiced in this mountain forest. The barbarian beasts who killed the Wuwu realm did not have much witch power, and the barbarian beasts in the later stage of the witch realm were not easy to deal with. They turned around a few times, and the goal was to put them on the barbarian beasts in the early stage of the witch realm. In the past few days, he has killed more than ten barbarian beasts in the early stage of the Wuwu Realm. There are more peaks in the later period of the Wuwu Realm. The witch power in his body is surging and flowing vastly in the meridians. Chang Heng has a feeling that if he kills this green lion, he can break through the Wuwu Realm and reach the early stage of the Wujing.

Hearing the words, Chang Heng smiled softly, and the altar in the sea moved slightly. Chang Heng's body was transformed into the Di Jiang family. His figure shook slightly, and his whole body disappeared in place. When he appeared, he was already in front of the green lion.

"Don't bully people too much. I am a descendant of the white camelling green lion ancestor. If you kill me, my ancestors will never let you go." Seeing that his spell could not cause any harm to Chang Heng, he could not escape, and the green lion's eyes were a little desperate.

"Green Lion Ancestor? In this way, I can't let you go." Chang Heng made a move, and the flying gun flew in the air and fell into his hand. Chang Heng held a gun in one hand and pointed to the green lion. Again, be my mount, or die."

"I'd rather die than surrender." The green lion said angrily, and his three heads opened their mouths at the same time and bit Chang Heng's body. The fishy wind hit the nose, and the sharp teeth flashed with cold light. The spell could not hurt Chang Heng. The green lion actually wanted to tear Chang Heng into pieces with his teeth.

"I don't know whether to live or die." Chang Heng snorted coldly, and his spiritual consciousness suddenly condensed into a sword and cut into the green lion. The green lion screamed. When he was still seven or eight feet away from Chang Heng, he suddenly fell off the cloud, fell to the ground with a plop, and smashed the ground into a big hole.

Spiritual knowledge can not only be used to scan around, but also be used against enemies. If there is that, it can directly kill people from a long distance with spiritual knowledge. Chang Heng does not have this kind of skill, which is naturally not comparable to such a person. This method of killing monsters by chance in the past few days.

The green lion who was beheaded only felt a chaos in his mind, as painful as if his head was split with an axe, and he could never gather his spirit if he wanted to cast a spell. Seeing Chang Heng coming step by step with a flying gun, the green lion endured the pain and shouted, "Don't kill me, I'm willing to surrender."

"It's too late to surrender now." Chang Heng shook his head slightly, and the flying gun suddenly turned and ploped through the head in the middle of the green lion. If the green lion surrendered just now, Chang Heng might have accepted it as a mount. Now surrender is of little use, and he has to wait for it to heal his wounds.

The middle head was destroyed, and the two heads of the green lion roared at the same time: "I'll fight with you." A blue light appeared on its body, and the already huge body of the green lion gradually expanded. It seemed that it was going to blow itself up and die with Chang Heng.

"If you want to fight with me, you're almost there." Chang Heng opened his mouth and spit out, and the finger-sized yellow wind gourd spewed out and fell into his hand. He pulled out the plug. A yellow wind spewed out of the gourd and shrouded the green lion. The yellow wind did more damage to the soul than to the body. As soon as the yellow wind blew out, the green lion suddenly felt dizzy, and his soul was addicted and lost control of the body. The body that had just expanded suddenly sneered, like a leaky ball, and gradually returned to its original state.

It is not good to blindly rely on magic weapons here, so generally against the enemy, Chang Heng fights against the other party with his own strength. If he is really defeated or the other party's dog jumps over the wall and makes a self-exploding act like a green lion, Chang Heng will use the yellow wind gourd. The yellow wind gourd is the magic weapon of the yellow wind monster in the demon baby period. How can these barbarians in the early stage of the witch realm resist it? However, as soon as it blows, they fall into a coma and are easily killed by Chang Heng.

"Unfortunately, there is no demon elixir, otherwise the light demon elixir can be sold at a good price." Two shots blew up the remaining two heads of the green lion, and then put the body into the bone ring. Chang Heng sighed and was a little insatiable. Barbarian beasts generally cultivate their bodies like witches and master several spells, but the most important thing is the power of the body. If you cultivate the yuan god, it is not a beast, but a demon clan.

After killing the green lion, Chang Heng felt a witch power appearing in the meridians. It was as crowded as the witch power river that was about to break the dike. Suddenly, there was such a witch power. Suddenly, all the witch power broke out and violently impacted the surrounding meridians. Chang Heng's face changed and knew that it was a sign that he was about to advance. He quickly flashed a few times and found the cave of the green lion and advanced in it.

A flame spewed out of Chang Heng's pores, and the flame soared directly up more than 30 feet high, burning a large hole more than 10 feet in diameter above the green lion's cave. Above the hole, facing Changheng, a fire cloud slowly condensed and gradually formed a hundred mu of fire cloud.

In the fire cloud, Zhu Rong's virtual shadow, wearing red scales, ears piercing the fire snake, and stepping on the fire dragon appeared again. With a slight wave of its hand, a little igniting red light flew down from its hand and fell on Changheng.

"Ah..."

As soon as the fiery red light fell on Chang Heng's body, Chang Heng couldn't help roaring. His face was twisted, his muscles were raised, and a large area of sweat appeared on his face, as if he had been tortured. For a moment, the sweat on his face rose like steam in magma.

"Damn, what's going on? It hurts." Chang Heng was surprised. At this time, he couldn't think about anything else. He quickly hugged Yuan Shouyi and resisted the pain as if it came from the soul.