I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

"boom……!"

At the end of the stone room, on the ground covered by sword light and black light, a bright silver light suddenly lit up.

The next moment, a violent wave of hot energy erupted.

The air waves rolled and surged, instantly dispersing the sword energy and black light in the sky.

Wang Yanwu and Situ Quan were both forced back by this energy.

The two of them looked at the area with dazzling silver light in surprise.

As the smoke and silver light gradually converged, they finally saw the figure clearly.

At this moment, the clothes on Woxing's upper body have been shattered, and the naked body has well-proportioned muscles and full of explosive power, like a powerful tiger and leopard.

But now, the skin of this body has turned into pure silver, including his neck, wrists, and even hair... The whole body has turned into silver, emitting a burning glow.

What's even more weird is that on his silver torso, there are dark red stripes like dragon patterns. The lines are dim but clearly visible, and they are still flowing on his body.

It's like burning flames and rolling magma.

At this moment, the aura on Zhao Heng's body disappeared strangely. There was no energy fluctuation at all, and he stood there quietly, like an artistic sculpture.

However, when they saw this figure, both Wang Yanwu and Situ Quan's hearts twitched inexplicably.

Especially when he was stared at by Zhao Heng's pure silver pupils.

They felt as if they were being stared at by a huge beast from the dark abyss.

Heart palpitations, depression and fear arise spontaneously.

The air in the stone room suddenly became silent.

Zhao Heng didn't say a word, just walked towards the two of them.

His steps were light, but every footfall seemed to step on their hearts, doubling the feeling of oppression.

One step, two steps, three steps...

When Zhao Heng got closer and closer to the two, and finally only a few feet away, he continued to move forward.

"Die!"

Situ Quan finally couldn't bear this feeling of depression, so he poured energy into the black gold cone in his hand and swept it out suddenly.

A sharp black light stabbed towards Zhao Heng's heart.

Facing this fierce blow, Zhao Heng on the opposite side kept moving forward without any dodge.

"boom……!"

The black light hit Zhao Heng's heart without any resistance, and a dull loud noise erupted, which made Situ Quan feel happy.

However, the next moment, his expression froze.

Because after the black light hit Zhao Heng's chest, it only made Ren Woxing's body shake and his steps stopped for a moment.

Then the black light shattered, his chest was unharmed, and he continued to move forward.

"this……!"

This scene made both Situ Quan and Wang Yanwu's eyes twitch!

Even though Situ Quan is not considered strong among the Dzogchen Realm experts, especially not good at attacking, his cultivation level is there after all.

His blow could not hurt Ren Woxing at all, and he could resist it with his physical body alone. This is really shocking.

Situ Quan couldn't believe it, and stabbed the black golden awl in his hand continuously, and the black light hit Zhao Heng's chest.

"Boom boom boom...!"

Terrifying energy overflowed, and black light exploded on the surface of the body, but Zhao Heng still kept walking.

"this……"

This scene made both Wang Yanwu and Situ Quan feel numb.

"Take action!"

Wang Yanwu decisively drew his sword, and a golden sword light, as fast as lightning, pierced Zhao Heng's eyebrows.

Facing Wang Yanwu's sharp sword, Zhao Heng's silver pupils shrank, his right hand clenched into a fist, and he faced the golden sword light at an incredible speed.

The fist envelops the silver light and collides with the sword edge, like falling stars colliding.

"boom……!"

Amidst the loud noise, Zhao Heng's arms were filled with silver light, but his body remained motionless.

However, Wang Yanwu was knocked backwards and slid back more than ten feet. The long sword pierced the ground and the blade was halfway in before the impact was stopped.

"What a terrifying power!"

Wang Yanwu was taken aback, and then he ducked and approached again. The golden light of the sword in his hand shone brightly, and he used a sharp sword style to rush towards him.

Zhao Heng stood on the spot, his fists bloomed with silver light, and the shadow of his fists was as fast as thunder, and he met the opponent's sword style.

"Boom boom boom...!"

Zhao Heng fired hundreds of punches in an instant, each punch more terrifying than the last. After a series of explosions, a sword light was shattered by silver light.

Wang Yanwu flew backwards again, staggered back, and his face turned pale.

"Is this all your power?" Zhao Heng's cold question came from under the black mask.

"hateful!"

Wang Yanwu gritted his teeth and was about to stabilize the surging energy before taking action again.

Opposite him, Zhao Heng's eyes flashed with silver light.

"Shua...!"

His figure disappeared directly from the spot.

Wang Yanwu was startled, and seemed to be aware of it. He suddenly swept his sword backwards and hit a silver fist.

"boom……!"

His body was blown away again. Before he could stabilize his body, a silver light flashed in front of him. Zhao Heng appeared in front of him again, swinging his fist and hitting him.

Wang Yanwu felt cold in his heart, and the sword blade in his hand danced wildly to resist the opponent's terrifying punch power.

"Boom boom boom...!"

After blocking dozens of punches, he was finally struck by a punch that deflected the sword's edge with great force and hit him in the chest.

"Boom...!"

In an instant, Wang Yanwu's body flew upside down like a cannonball, slamming into the stone wall at the end of the stone chamber, knocking a larger pit out of the stone wall, and the cracks spread to the depths of the ground.

"puff……!"

Wang Yanwu's body was embedded in the stone wall and he finally spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He looked down at his chest, which was scorched black, as if burned by flames.

At the same time, there was a strange heat wave raging in his body, making him restless.

He looked up at Ren Woxing on the opposite side. During the battle, the latter's silver body shone brighter, and the dark red lines around his body became clearer and clearer. The whole person's aura gradually became hot and crazy.

He seemed to be getting stronger!

What kind of secret technique is this? Why is his body so strong? Is it the horizontal refining technique?

But the entire southern region has never heard of such a powerful horizontal refining technique.

Wang Yanwu was shocked, his eyes turned quickly, thinking about how to deal with the enemy.

At this time, Zhao Heng did not continue to chase him.

Instead, he turned his eyes and suddenly locked onto Situ Quan who was quietly approaching the exit of the stone chamber.

"Hehe... want to leave?"

There was a kind of evil charm and madness in Zhao Heng's laughter.

When Zhao Heng locked his eyes on him, Situ Quan's heart trembled, and he turned around and wanted to rush out of the stone chamber.

Unexpectedly, just as he rushed to the exit, a silver light flashed in front of him, and a fist with dazzling silver light came with the force of thunder.

He was horrified, and clenched the black gold cone with both hands, stabbing the opponent fiercely.

"Boom...!"

With a loud noise, Situ Quan groaned, his hands cracked, the black gold cone in his hands was blown away, and his body shot out uncontrollably.

His body was still flying backwards, and before it landed, the silver light flashed again in front of him, and the red waves rushed in his face.

Situ Quan was strangled by a silver hand.

His eyes suddenly widened, and his hands condensed into a mysterious light, and he madly attacked the figure in front of him.

But his attack, hitting this silver body, was like hitting a copper wall and iron wall. Not only did it not cause any damage, but the recoil force caused severe pain in his arms.

At this time, Zhao Heng pinched Situ Quan's neck with one hand, and aimed at his chest with the other hand, punching down.

"Boom...!"

Even with the protection of the mysterious light and a piece of soft armor of extraordinary quality.

When Zhao Heng punched, Situ Quan's mysterious light exploded, and the soft armor of the body was sunken, making a crisp sound of broken bones.

"Ah...!"

Situ Quan spurted out a mouthful of blood and roared in pain.

Zhao Heng's fist was not only as heavy as a mountain, but also as fast as lightning.

"Boom boom boom...!"

In an instant, the fist shadows connected into one, hitting Situ Quan and causing him to spurt blood. His chest was sunken, and his expression changed from pain to resentment, and finally only fear remained...

The dark red flames around Zhao Heng became brighter and hotter, and even the silver pupils were stained with a layer of scarlet.

His expression became crazy and evil, and he laughed wildly.

"Laugh, didn't you laugh happily just now? Keep laughing now, hahahaha...!"