Qi Xiu originally wanted to rely on Wu Ling to completely crush Jiang Heng, but he never expected that Jiang Heng would also summon Wu Ling.
Especially through Long Gui's eyes, seeing Jiang Heng's martial spirit turned out to be a black figure, the figure was like a god, floating behind Jiang Heng, which surprised Qi Xiu slightly.
Since it was recorded, all kinds of strange martial spirits in this world have been condensed by people, but there is no human-shaped martial spirit, and Jiang Heng actually condensed a human-shaped martial spirit!
But when Qi Xiu saw the dim divine light on Jiang Heng's humanoid martial spirit, he was slightly stunned for a moment.
Yellow low grade?
Qi Xiu then laughed wildly, "Hahaha... trash, so what if you broke through to the enlightened spirit realm? Huang-level lower-rank martial spirits, you are doomed to be trash in this lifetime!"
In the next moment, a terrifying flame shot out from the dragon turtle's mouth, and it charged straight at Jiang Heng.
The moment the raging flame appeared, a large amount of fog burned in the area where the two were located.
Turned into a sky full of fire.
Jiang Heng's face changed slightly, and he was about to put away his rebellious spirit.
Martial spirits in the Enlightenment Realm can't be used in battle at all, if they are shattered by someone's blow, then his life will stop here.
But Jiang Heng discovered at this time that his martial spirit was not under his control at this time.
"Om—"
Suddenly, behind Jiang Heng, the Fate-Defying Spirit clasped his palms together, and a yin-yang fish pattern emerged in his hands.
Just when the flame in the mouth of the dragon turtle rushed to Jiang Heng, the yin-yang fish pattern blocked Jiang Heng.
"How is this possible?" Qi Xiu didn't expect that the Wuling, who was supposed to be shattered in one blow, actually blocked the full blow of his Dragon Turtle Wuling!
And under the rotation of the yin-yang fish pattern, the flames ejected from the dragon's mouth were swallowed quickly.
There was a strange light in the dragon turtle's bewitching pupils, and it seemed extremely dissatisfied with its own flame being swallowed.
"Aw--"
There was another dragon chant sound from the dragon tortoise's mouth, Qi Xiu controlled the huge body of the dragon tortoise, and rushed towards the fate-defying spirit.
I saw the tightly closed eyes of the rebellious spirit suddenly opened at this moment.
At that moment, the huge body of the dragon turtle that was rushing forward stopped in its tracks. Its strange eyes, looking at the strange and cold eyes of the rebellious spirit, couldn't help but began to back away slowly.
"Huh? How is it possible? I... what happened to my martial spirit?" Qi Xiu's voice was full of shock.
"Go up, go up quickly, tear it apart!" Qi Xiu roared angrily, and the martial spirit controlling him was about to step forward and tear up the rebellious spirit.
But the rebellious spirit just stared at the huge figure of the dragon tortoise coldly, and the dragon tortoise only let out a low roar. At this time, the four mighty divine rings on the dragon tortoise seemed a bit ridiculous.
Jiang Heng was shocked by such a scene. He never thought that only the low-rank Huang-level rebellious spirit could have such power in the place where it was just condensed.
"No...it's impossible! Trash, he's just a trash, how could such a thing happen!" Qi Xiu roared again.
This time, he rushed towards Jiang Heng regardless.
The dragon tortoise seemed to have sensed Qi Xiu's emotions, and ran towards the sky with a roar.
Jiang Heng used his whole body strength to prepare for a desperate fight, but behind him, a large amount of black mist suddenly escaped from the body of the rebellious spirit, and quickly surrounded the dragon turtle before it rushed in front of him.
The moment the dragon tortoise was surrounded by the mist, Qi Xiu suddenly stopped in his tracks.
"puff--"
A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
"Where is my martial spirit? Where is my martial spirit?"
Qi Xiu found that his martial spirit lost all contact with him the moment he was surrounded by the black mist.
Immediately, his soul seemed to be torn apart, and the aura in his whole body instantly withered.
Even Jiang Heng was a little taken aback, this... is this the end?
He looked at the black mist with some fascination. Above it, the rebellious spirit was like a god, floating in the air, full of majesty, domineering...
A dim divine light condensed around him, but gradually, Jiang Heng discovered that the dim divine light was becoming brighter, and the aura of the rebellious spirit became more violent...
"Swallow all things to strengthen oneself?" Jiang Heng thought of what the senior in the Fate-Defying Space said.
And in the next moment, Jiang Heng realized that an incomparably pure power emerged from his body, and that power carried an inexplicable aura...
It turned out to be the air of rebellion?
"No... my martial spirit... why is my martial spirit gone?" Qi Xiu's voice was terrified, and he groped around with his only remaining bone claw.
"Wu Ling... where is my Wu Ling? My Wu Ling..."
At this moment, the spirit of rebellion also slowly disappeared above Jiang Heng's head, along with Qi Xiu's dragon turtle martial spirit.
"Jiang Heng, what did you do to my Wuling?" Qi Xiu panicked, "You...you give him back to me quickly, give me back the Wuling, I...I will let you go, I... ...I won't kill you anymore!"
Jiang Heng didn't make a sound, and didn't even make any unnecessary movements.
At this moment, Jiang Heng was completely lost in Qi Xiu's perception.
"Jiang Heng, return the Wuling to me, quickly, as long as you return the Wuling to me, I...will cancel all our previous affairs..."
Qi Xiu's bloody face showed pleading expressions, "I...I beg you, give me back Wuling, give me back!"
At this time, Qi Xiu still has that lofty appearance. His hair is disheveled, his eyes are blind, his whole body is bloody, and there is not even a trace of flesh and blood on his hands...
Such an appearance... In fact, he was doomed the moment he fell into the depths of the magic rock cave.
"Jiang Heng... Jiang Heng..." Qi Xiu's bone claw explored forward, and slowly, he touched the corner of Jiang Heng's clothes.
"Hahaha... are you here? Go to hell!" Qi Xiu grabbed Jiang Heng's ankle with one hand, and then pressed his whole body against it.
A look of madness appeared on the blood-stained face, "Even if I die, I will take you with me! Bastard, die with me!"
Qi Xiu roared angrily, grabbed Jiang Heng tightly, and rushed towards the cliff not far away.
At the moment he released Wu Ling, he saw the surrounding terrain clearly. Now, he had already lost hope of living, and Jiang Heng, who made him look like a ghost and neither human nor ghost, Nature couldn't let him live.
And Jiang Heng, being held by Qi Xiu like this, fell towards the bottom of the cliff, but he didn't make the slightest resistance from the beginning to the end, his eyes looked extremely calm.
It's even... icy cold!
Jiang Heng didn't make a sound, and let Qi Xiu hug him and fall down the cliff.