The sky of Jiyan Mountain was surprisingly quiet, and fifty or sixty monsters, including the three monsters in the transformation stage, dared not say anything.

Their eyes fell on the young man who looked very small on the mountain, and his face showed a look of awe.

At some point, a tremendous cheer on Jiyan Mountain broke the dead silence here.

The Jiyan Sect was in a state of carnival, and most of them looked at the sect leader who fought against many monsters with respect and admiration with their own strength.

From this moment on, the monks from Jiyan Sect's respect for Zhang Heng, the sect leader, had been raised to an unparalleled level.

Before he knew it, Zhang Heng had become the spiritual pillar of Jiyan Sect. As long as he did not die for a day, the fighting spirit of the entire Jiyan Sect would not be easily lost.

"Buzz~"

At this moment, the fierce "Qingluan" in the sky suddenly dimmed, and with a special wave, it changed back to its original appearance as a green feathered bird. There was a look of fatigue in her eyes. She looked at Zhang Heng powerlessly and began to fall down to Jiyan Mountain.

"Qingyu!"

Tiemu shouted loudly, turned into a huge green shadow, responding to the direction where the green feathered bird fell.

"Since you don't want to choose, then stay here!"

A cold flashed in Zhang Heng's eyes, and a purple lightning suddenly lingered in his body, setting him up like a god descending to earth. At the same time, his left and right hands condensed with dark red flames and blue ice flames.

With a stern look, Zhang Heng closed his hands, and the flames and ice flames merged into one!

This action surprised the monks and monsters. Unexpectedly, the other party could actually integrate two spells with the mutual restraint of attributes.

According to legend, great masters can indeed do this, blending water and fire into one, increasing the power of the spell several times. But only those who master the two magical powers of ice and fire at the same time can do this, rather than being able to cast spells of ice and fire in the common sense.

When the ice flame and the flame merged into one, Temu and others changed their faces, and a strong sense of crisis led to their hearts.

"Uncle Tiemu, don't worry about me, go quickly!"

The Qingyu, whose vitality was severely damaged, exclaimed to Tiemu, and a complex look appeared in his eyes. He glanced at Zhang Heng who was looking at him calmly from not far away.

"No! I can't leave you alone, otherwise how can I be worthy of your dead father?"

The sharp light flashed in Tiemu's eyes, and he grabbed the green feathered bird and fled to the sky with it.

However, a "thunderbolt" sound suddenly came from behind. With a murderous wind, a terrifying blue and red wave burst out from Zhang Heng's palm, which immediately drowned the two of them.

“Ah~”

Tiemu screamed, and the extremely powerful monster body sprayed out a piece of flesh and blood in the blue and red waves, which was a terrible sight.

But as a monster like the Blue Iron Eagle that is close to the level of a divine beast, Tiemu's defense and survival ability are extremely strong. A blue light suddenly burst out from his body, forming a defensive shield that looks like a substance on his body.

As the blood injected, blood-colored runes flashed in the blue defensive shield, and the blood was shining for a while, which strengthened the defensive shield several times.

"Go away quickly, leave this to me. Even if I try my best, I will kill him."

Temu pushed Qingyu hard and threw her several miles away.

Then, he stared at Zhang Heng with a vicious look. The bloody runes on the surface of his body and the misty defensive shield were turbulent, and finally they all attached to the surface of his body.

When the two colors of light disappeared, his body surface showed a simple iron-cyan color, flashing with metallic luster, giving people an illusion that was invincible.

This is the natal magical power of the Qing Iron Condor Eagle - Qing Iron Without Seal.

In this state, Tiemu's defense and speed have more than doubled, and even his attack power has increased a lot, enough to compete with the monks in the early stage of God Transformation to be undefeated. This is also the reason why he can stand in the "Worry-free Forest" for tens of thousands of years but still live so well.

Brush! The iron wood turned into a metal weapon, and flew to Zhang Heng in the blink of an eye. His sharp claws sniffed, stabbing into his throat. A coldness that penetrated deep into his bone marrow moved Zhang Heng.

With his fist stretched out, carrying a little silver light, Zhang Heng hit the iron wood with a blow.

Bang! The harsh sound of metal clashing is deafening and makes people's blood tumbling.

Zhang Heng and Tiemu retreated a few feet at the same time before barely stabilizing their bodies.

"Hmph, I see how long your natal magical power can last..."

Zhang Heng looked calm, his figure flashed, and suddenly he distanced himself from Tiemu. His thoughts flew away: Tiemu, who used his natal magical powers, could compete with the monks in the early stage of God Transformation, how did Yu Wuji defeat the other party at the beginning?

Soon, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind and finally found Tiemu's only flaw.

As a figure of Qingtieng, Tiemu has reached perfection in both attack, defense and speed. At this level, he is completely unafraid of the great monks in the early stage of God Transformation.

But Tiemu's figure is not a divine beast after all, and even a divine beast may have flaws.

Seeing Zhang Heng deliberately delaying, Tiemu glanced in the direction of the blood dragon and signaled it to attack Zhang Heng together.

The blood dragon could understand the sign of Tiemu. It roared to the sky and suddenly turned into a blood-colored light, which suddenly shot towards Zhang Heng, carrying a hidden force that made Zhang Heng feel a little dangerous aura.

This is the blood dragon's natal killing - blood-colored swallowing.

Facing the natal magical powers of the two peak transformation monsters, even Zhang Heng, a cultivator with a strength comparable to that of the transformation god, was still in a palpitations, and his body turned into a afterimage, which was a distance from these two monsters.

But Zhang Heng did not dare to use the small movement technique, or run too far: although he was sure to get rid of the attacks of two peak transformation monsters, the mountain gate not far away was definitely unable to resist, and the two perverted monsters that could temporarily compete with the transformation gods.

At this moment, Zhang Heng suddenly felt a burst of uneasiness. He felt that in the dark, there was a poisonous snake staring at him coldly. Once he showed any flaws, he would encounter a fatal blow from the other party.

Not long ago, he could feel the secret peeping eyes, but the hidden man's strength was obviously above him. Even though Zhang Heng used his spiritual sense to scan the surrounding area many times, he found no clues.

In other words, the enemies Zhang Heng is facing now are not only these two difficult transformation peak monsters, but also a more powerful existence.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Heng suddenly moved slightly and appeared inside the formation of the Jiyan Sect.

He actually chose to defend!

"All cultivators above the Foundation Establishment Stage work together to inject magic into the formation."

Zhang Heng ordered to all the disciples from Jiyan Sect.

A dark red light shot out from his hands, injecting into the light red formation shield.

At the same time, Zhang Heng's clone and body also made the same move, injecting magic power into the protective sect formation together.

With Zhang Heng, the sect leader, here, Jiyan Sect works together to defend with all its strength.

Tiemu and the Blood Dragon exchanged glances with each other in the sky, but they did not expect that Zhang Heng would suddenly make a defensive posture - did he find out something?

Of course, no matter from which aspect, Zhang Heng's approach is undoubtedly wise. With a cultivator who is as powerful as a god-turning god participating in defense, it is also extremely difficult for Tiemu and the Blood Dragon to break through the protected formation of Jiyan Mountain. Moreover, as time goes by, Tiemu's natal magical powers cannot last much time, but instead give Zhang Heng the opportunity to take advantage of it.

At some point, Tiemu and the Blood Dragon suddenly looked at each other, and instead of saying a word, they attacked down with the monsters in the sky.

Tiemu was the first to be hit, turned into a metal weapon, sniffed, slashing through the air, and hitting the formation shield.

"Click!"

There is no doubt that the previous generation of the formation shield broke a gap of several feet in diameter.

But with the supply of mana power from the "Jiyan Gate", the gap began to close quickly again.

Puff! With the arrival of a blood light soaring into the sky, the blood-colored dragon transformed into a thick blood-colored light, breaking the gap several feet wide.

The "Jiyan Gate" was very busy. Zi Ji Sanren, Zhang Heng's clone, Black Panther and others rushed to the front line, trying to block the attack of the demon beast army.

Surprisingly, Zhang Heng did not take action, he stood quietly in place.

At some point, a silver highlight flashed in his eyes, and then a silver non-entity young man appeared behind him.

The Yinhui man looked exactly the same as Zhang Heng, and even his expression and behavior were no different.

With his appearance, a powerful pressure was born involuntarily, which made the monks present feel uncomfortable. Those with low cultivation fell directly to the ground.

This is Zhang Heng’s “Yuan Ling”!

Whoosh! Zhang Heng's Yuan Ling turned into nothingness and fell on the body of the Qing Iron Eagle the next moment. After being slightly blocked, he rushed into his body and disappeared.

Temu's hard-growing eagle suddenly stopped, with no divine light in his eyes, but his mind was in a state of earth-shaking, as if he had been trapped in hell on earth, and screams came.

A young figure lingering in silver light was hitting his Nascent Soul with one punch!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Like thunder, it hit Tiemu's Nascent Soul. Even though his spiritual sense was close to the God Transformation Stage, he still could not withstand Zhang Hengyuanling's storm-like attack.

At that time, Yu Wuji's "dragon soul entanglement" only bound Tiemu's Nascent Soul to a certain extent, while Zhang Heng's soul attack could directly attack the opponent's Nascent Soul.

At some point, with a sharp roar from the soul, the green figure fell from the sky, and the hard corpse fell from the sky.

Brush! The silver youth phantom swallowed a Nascent Soul into his body, showing a comfortable and satisfying look. Then he glanced at the Blood Dragon with malicious intentions, and the next target was accurate.

The blood dragon shivered, and the huge blood dragon's body returned to normal. He looked at Zhang Heng's Yuanling with horror, and subconsciously fled back.

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