He Yixiu found that Zhang Heng had invisible and entered the blood-colored forbidden circle, but he did not stop him. Although she wanted to go in, the monks in Dutian Castle needed her, a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, to take charge.

As soon as Zhang Heng entered the blood-colored forbidden circle, he was shocked by a few spells.

One or twenty monks beat a snake monster that is comparable to the Dan-Jianging Stage. This scene is indeed spectacular. Any corner wherever you stand, there will be magic that will affect you.

Zhang Heng felt that although the strength of this snake monster was much stronger than that of the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, it was a little weaker than he thought, and his strength might be just close to the Dan Killing Stage.

This may be the restriction in the Blood Killing Cave!

"I control it, you are responsible for the attack." Nan Ming's voice rang out throughout the audience.

The best spiritual weapon "Bixue Glazed Flame Bead" was sacrificed by Nan Ming. A large area of ​​blue flames rushed to the top of the snake monster's head, and soon a large area of ​​frost condensed.

Subsequently, these frosts quickly changed into blue ice crystals.

The head of the Snake Monster attacked suddenly became extremely stiff, and a stream of red light surged out of the Snake Monster's body, trying to resist the blue flame.

But the blue flame is extremely difficult to deal with. Even if the snake monster works hard, it cannot eliminate the ice crystals on its head in a short period of time.

Zhang Heng has also tasted the power of this blue flame, and even the spiritual energy of refining the void cannot do anything to it. Only the silver flame extending from the void flame can press against it.

Seeing this opportunity, the monks around them all attacked the snake monster wildly, and more than a dozen top-grade spiritual weapons attacked the snake body fiercely.

Although these top-grade spiritual weapons can only cause some small scars to the snake monsters every time they attack, a larger wound appeared on the snake monsters under the crazy attacks of so many top-grade spiritual weapons.

What really threatened this snake monster was the attacks of the foundation-building cultivators. Every time the giant hammer in Shi Lei's hand hit the snake monster, it trembled and made a painful scream. The other two foundation-building cultivators who participated in the battle in Bixue Xiangyun Sect were not weak.

The lethality of the Blood Shadow Demon Sword in Li Hong's hand is the most terrifying. Every slash can leave a half-foot-deep scar on the snake monster's body.

The power of the Blood Shadow Demon Sword is indeed far beyond that of ordinary top-quality spiritual weapons, making Li Hong's attack power better than that of all the monks present in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

The snake monster suffered such a fierce attack, and its body kept rolling in the blood-colored circle, and purple-black blood flowed throughout the area.

Zhang Heng had no plans to take action for the time being. He felt it was very interesting. These monks did not belong to the same camp, but when they jointly dealt with the snake monster, they could exert the spirit of joint cooperation.

Especially those monks who attacked with spiritual weapons always attacked a wound on the snake monster, while monks such as Nan Ming were responsible for controlling the freedom of the snake monster.

Blood light flashed in the air, Li Hong's body fell from the sky, and the Blood Shadow Demon Sword slashed hard on a wound of the snake monster.

Suddenly, blood surged like a spring, and the entire body of the snake monster jumped up and pressed towards Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng felt that a huge shadow covered him. Just as he was about to dodge, a snake blood actually sputtered on his face.

What's even more depressing is that some snake blood flowed into Zhang Heng's eyes.

***!

Zhang Heng subconsciously closed his eyes and cursed in his heart. In just one skill, the huge body of the snake monster was about to hit him.

It was too late to hide. Zhang Heng shone with dazzling silver light in his hand. He used all his strength to hit the snake monster hard.

"Boom!" Zhang Heng beat the entire body of the snake monster dozens of meters away and flew out of the blood-colored forbidden circle.

This punch fully exerted all Zhang Heng's power, an unreserved punch since the time travel, exposing all the anger in Zhang Heng's heart.

With a rumbling sound, the snake monster's body fell to the ground, making a tremor, and the ground trembled slightly.

After hitting this punch, Zhang Heng felt much more comfortable. He reached out and wiped the snake blood flowed into his eyes.

Although the snake blood is corrosive, Zhang Heng's ** has no flaws, including his eyes. This little snake blood cannot pose any threat to him.

After doing this, Zhang Heng realized that he had actually exposed his body. He had just used 100% of the Void Refining Spiritual Aura, and his invisibility was of course broken.

Seeing this, Zhang Heng simply used another dust removal technique to restore his body to cleanse.

At this moment, the monks around him exclaimed.

Zhang Heng looked sideways and saw that after the snake monster's body left the blood killing circle, the entire snake body began to fester, turning into a ball of blood at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Dead?

The monks present all showed incredible expressions.

"This snake monster must not leave this blood-colored forbidden circle. Once it leaves, it will die instantly." Mu Xuan's faint voice came over.

The monks present suddenly realized that no wonder this snake monster refused to leave the blood-colored forbidden circle before.

"Swish!" At this moment, a blood light suddenly emanated from the place where the snake monster disappeared.

All the blood began to condense, and finally formed a token the size of an adult's palm.

The token was controlled by an invisible layer of power, and finally flew towards Zhang Heng like spirituality.

"Look for me?" Zhang Heng saw the blood-colored token flying towards him.

With a stretch of his hand, the blood-colored token was held by Zhang Heng.

I saw a word engraved on this blood-colored token: Blood.

In one corner of this blood token, a few words are written: Blood Killing God Emperor

Zhang Heng couldn't help but feel depressed. This thing is not good for him. He originally thought that fighting Boos would cause "equipment".

"Haha..." A man's laughter rang in his ears.

Where did the sound come from? Zhang Heng was slightly shocked and found that the people around him did not seem to hear the sound.

And at this moment, the blood-colored token suddenly turned into a blood light and merged into Zhang Heng's body.

"Huh? It's weird." Zhang Heng used his spiritual sense to observe in his body, but he could not find the existence of the blood-colored token.

At this time, the eyes of all the monks present fell on Zhang Heng.

"Who are you?" Nan Ming frowned slightly. Unexpectedly, one of the four tokens fell into the hands of the monk in front of him.

Just now, the entire body of the snake monster was almost covering Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng made an instant move, and not much could be seen clearly.

"I am a monk from Dutian Castle, Zhao Yun!" Zhang Heng exuded a faint power and confronted Nan Ming.

Nan Ming felt that Zhang Heng looked familiar, but he didn't think about it for a while. He just felt that the man in front of him was definitely a difficult person.

Under He Yixiu's order, the monks of Dutian Castle immediately walked to Zhang Heng's side and stood on both sides of the field with the ten people from Bixue Xiangyun Sect.

"That monk is really terrible. I don't know what kind of magical power he used to actually kill the snake monster."

Many monks began to talk.

"Senior Sister Ningxue, I feel that he looks a bit like Brother Tang..." Zhao Rui said softly.

Luo Ningxue's eyes accidentally fell on Zhang Heng's storage bag, with a few smiles on the corner of her mouth, but she did not immediately expose Zhang Heng's identity.

"Since you have obtained this four-party token, please keep it." Mu Xuan's deep eyes were on Zhang Heng's face for a while, but he didn't plan to pursue the matter.

Zhang Heng obviously felt that Mu Xuan saw his identity.

"Everyone recovers his magic power and prepares to obtain a few other tokens." Shi Lei's loud voice spread to the surroundings.

After this decisive battle with the snake demon, many monks were injured.

However, unexpectedly, only two monks died in this battle, and the price was indeed very small.

"Sister Mu, with you here, we ten people can stand intact until now." Nan Ming stood beside Mu Xuan, with a complex emotional fluctuation in his tone.

"Senior brother, can you deny the identity of the man just now?" Mu Xuan's eyes moved to Zhang Heng not far away.

"You are talking about Zhao Yun..."

Nan Ming also stared at the almost perfect man not far away.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao Yun, what instructions did you get after you get that token?" Shi Lei asked Zhang Heng.

"No." He spit out two words in a very simple way, and Zhang Heng stood among the monks like a flock of chickens. Several female monks were secretly looking at him.

"Mr. Zhao has something to do, come when you go." Zhang Heng suddenly greeted He Yixiu and sneaked into the woods not far away.

"Do you want to send someone to follow him..." Shi Lei sent a voice to He Yixiu's spiritual sense.

"No." He Yixiu stood quietly, and no one could see her expression.

Zhang Heng walked forward invisibly for a few hundred meters before coming to the forest where Wang Yuan was just now.

As soon as he arrived here, Zhang Heng felt a slight fluctuation of spiritual consciousness.

"Is Junior Brother Wu here?" Zhang Heng asked after standing there for a while.

A voice came from the top of a tree that was more than ten meters high: "Senior Brother Tang, we are talking here, there are already bans around."

Zhang Heng looked up and found Wu Ling hiding on a big tree.

The aura on Wu Ling's body was extremely obscure. If he didn't use his spiritual sense, Zhang Heng could not see his true strength.

But Zhang Heng was sure that his strength had reached the foundation-building stage.

"Senior brother has successfully infiltrated the camp of Dutian Castle?" Wu Ling asked.

"Yes." Zhang Heng said softly.

"After entering the cave, if you have a chance..."

In the quiet woods, the remaining two secret conversations...
Chapter completed!