The situation was urgent, and Zhu Mingtong had to tangle purple gold silk in front of him to set up a silk net to defend against Zhang Heng's power.

Facing the defense of purple gold silk, Zhang Heng was obviously afraid, and the speed of breaking stopped in the air, and then a terrible fist wind slammed in front of Zhu Mingtong.

It was at this time of stagnation that Zhu Mingtong quickly dodged his body, which was so painful that he was about to fall apart, and the mountain wall behind him exploded again, in a mess, with rocks splashing, and the scene was terrifying.

Zhu Mingtong quickly opened the distance, and when he arrived at the door of the thief, he kept a safe distance that was still sufficient to react. At the same time, he used purple gold silk to lay several silk mesh in front of him. The purple gold silk mesh was extremely sharp. Even Zhang Heng, the muscular man, was afraid of the purple gold silk mesh. After all, the body was the body and would be cut into several pieces.

Zhu Mingtong breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "The magic weapon of the wealth immortal is indeed amazing. If it weren't for this magic weapon, he wouldn't know how many times he had died."

While confronting Zhang Heng, Zhu Mingtong's perception has always been placed on Gao Qiancheng in the main tomb.

In order to attract Zhang Heng's attention, Zhu Mingtong put himself in a dangerous situation that would almost be crushed to pieces. Fighting is his weakness. It is already surprising to be able to fight Zhang Heng to such an extent as a fairy who cannot fight.

Even Luo Jun, the demon-subduing Luo Han, had no choice but to Zhang Heng.

At this time, Zhang Heng did not dare to rush to Zhu Mingtong. He had experienced the sharpness of purple gold silk, which was quite terrible. He didn't know what material it was made of. If he hadn't had a high level of cultivation, he would not even see the silk thread.

He strangely mutated a vine stick with a hideous bat head, his eyes became dark, and some strange spells were chanting in the air.

Zhu Mingtong began to feel uneasy, and Zhang Heng's spell echoed in the dark and dilapidated underground palace, ethereal and strange, as if he was summoning something terrible.

"puff!!"

At this moment, Zhu Mingtong suddenly noticed some movement behind him. He subconsciously dodged to the side and immediately saw a huge sharp vine thorn passing by his shoulder.

The three spears of the vine thorn were combined and were thick and thick, and they seemed to be alive. After falling into nothing, they tangled towards Zhu Mingtong like a mad snake.

Zhu Mingtong was shocked and sweated all over. He looked back at the dilapidated underground palace. Countless sharp vines grew from the stone walls, and his teeth and claws were dancing like countless mad pythons dancing in this narrow space.

"Let's see how you run!" Zhang Heng, holding the bat vine stick, grinned like a madman. With his thick body, his appearance was even more impossible to look directly at than King Kong Barbie!

While Zhang Heng controlled the strange vine thorns to attack Zhu Mingtong, Zhu Mingtong dodged in the narrow space continuously and cut off the rapidly attacking vine thorns several times with purple gold silk, but they would almost be pierced by the vine thorns in the wall behind.

"Puff puff puff puff puff!!!!" The number of vine thorns was getting more and more. Zhu Mingtong did not dodge a place. Whether it was the rock wall or the ground behind him, countless vine thorns would grow wildly to chase Zhu Mingtong.

At this moment, his arms, legs, and back were continuously pierced, and his whole body was covered in blood and blood stained his clothes red.

"Meow!!"

At this time, a sharp cat moan came from the terrifying underground palace.

"Shadow Ghost Hand!!"

Xiao Hei didn't know where he was hiding. After a strange scream, countless black shadow ghost hands suddenly grew on the ground, walls, and rock tops in the dark underground palace. These ghost hands seemed to be controlled, and they grabbed the rock wall wildly and were grabbed by the vine thorns that grew out of it.

After being caught, the vine thorns could no longer move, and were firmly grasped by the black shadow ghost hands, unable to move.

Zhu Mingtong finally breathed a long sigh of relief and landed in a ruin. He knelt on one knee with bruises on the ground, staring at the immortal monster Zhang Heng with a torch.

"Stop struggling, you are at the end of your strength. How long can that kitten help you?" Zhang Heng glanced at the darkness somewhere, and suddenly, a large vine as thick as a pointed cone rose up and burst into the darkness.

"Meow!!"

The rock wall exploded, and in the smoke and dust, Xiao Hei rushed out and landed beside Zhu Mingtong, who was covered in bruises.

"Yeying Cat Demon, you actually betrayed the evil sect and the mighty gods of the Heavenly Court?" Zhang Heng did not take this cat demon seriously at first, but he saw that the Night Shadow Cat Demon protecting his master like a janitor, and he was even more angry.

"Haha, I don't know when I will die in the evil sect. There is at least guarantee in the Heavenly Court system. At least I don't have to hide like you, a monster!" Xiao Hei scolded angrily.

"Assure?

Hahahaha, it’s ridiculous. This garbage god won’t protect you anymore. How can I protect you!" Zhang Heng laughed.

Xiao Hei's face sank, and the sharp edge in his claws flashed with a cold light!

"Shadow Demon Cuts the Throat!"

Behind Zhang Heng, under his feet that he was not paying attention, his shadow strangely appeared as a muscle Zhang Heng. His whole body was pitch black and silent, completely appearing as a muscle man in black. When he was almost at the same level as Zhang Heng, the huge black shadow cracked a creepy smiley face, and then a cold sickle appeared in both hands, which suddenly slashed towards Zhang Heng's neck.

"Die!!" Xiao Hei screamed.

At the same time, the Shadow Demon's Scythe was thunderous and fiercely slashed by...

"Puchi!!!"

One arm was thrown down, and a large piece of blood fell on the ground. The thick arm completely broke away from Zhang Heng's body and flew to the side, falling into the rocks.

But Zhang Heng was not frightened, but looked at his right arm that was lifting up the blocking, and blood surged from the broken mouth, while his face was as calm as usual.

"This is another move?" Zhang Heng glanced at the broken arm, then looked at the Shadow Demon who was standing behind him and the same figure as him.

He snorted coldly, and his palm dissipated the shadow demon's slap.

"That's right, that's the move!" Xiao Hei said coldly.

"I can't be fooled with the same move again, and this move can't kill me at all!" Zhang Heng smiled coldly, and no blood was spewing out of his broken arm, but countless dense evil insects slowly condensed into his arms, and were quickly reorganizing his body.

"Shadow Demon Strike!"

Xiao Hei shouted softly, and the hair in his body exploded, like a flying needle. Suddenly, nine huge shadow demons holding the Shadow Demon Scythe appeared in the darkness around him. At the same time, he waved the Shadow Demon Scythe to form a strangulation formation and attacked Zhang Heng!

Zhang Heng's face changed slightly, and he roared suddenly, and suddenly, a wave of air rushed away with him as the center.

The shadow demon that was about to be strangled was instantly dissipated and disappeared, and the terrifying demonic energy rushed Zhu Mingtong and Xiao Hei to the edge of the rock wall like a wave.
Chapter completed!