The first thousand two hundred and twenty-two chapters ten years
Qin Lei's face changed greatly. He naturally felt the killing sword breaking down from the sky. With a sharp roar, he swung out the long stick in his hand. Countless stick shadows rushed out with diffuse firelight and faced Zhuo Wen.
Blast away.
"Chaos the world of mortals!"
Zhuo Wen spat out these words lightly, and a worldly conception swept out from the killing knife and spread out. Affected by this artistic conception, the long stick in Qin Lei's hand froze and stopped in mid-air, and his eyes were even more...
Bewildered.
While Qin Lei was fascinated by the artistic conception of the world of mortals, Zhuo Wen's killing sword broke into a red light, bypassing the long stick that was swung horizontally in a sixty-degree arc. The terrifying sword light actually came from Qin.
It passed by Lei's neck.
When Qin Lei woke up from the world of mortals, he only felt extreme pain in his neck. Then he found that his body slowly fell to the ground in his sight, and made a dull sound.
Then, Qin Lei felt his scalp tighten, and then he found that Zhuo Wen didn't know when, he reached out with his right hand and took his head in his hand. Then his consciousness became more and more blurred, and finally his consciousness fell into
In total darkness.
Zhuo Wen lifted Qin Lei's head, stepped into the void, surrounded by countless demonic clouds, and came to the land of Gaoshu. He threw Qin Lei's head down and said in a cold voice: "Qin
Lei, Zhou Yan is dead, do you still want to resist?"
Gululu!
Qin Lei's head, like a rubber ball, rolled into the inner wall of Gaoshu, and was watched by countless warriors in Gaoshu. Then the inner wall of Gaoshu fell into a strange silence.
It was as if he was digesting the shocking reality in front of him.
After a short period of silence, the entire Gaoshu became restless. The two fourth-level emperors Zhou Yan and Qin Lei who were sitting in Gaoshu were actually dead. Although many warriors could not believe it, when Qin Lei's head emerged from the
The moment Zhuo Wen dropped it from his hand, they had to believe it.
"Now I give you a choice, go with it and you will prosper, go against it and you will perish." Zhuo Wen put his hands behind his back, and his voice full of magic resounded in everyone's ears.
"Don't be fooled by him. Gaoshu is the most powerful military fortress in the Qin Dynasty. It's not that easy for him to break into it with one person." Suddenly, a voice sounded from the crowd, making the original
The shaken hearts of everyone suddenly came back to their senses.
"Yes! How can we surrender like this?"
Immediately, many of the soldiers who came back to their senses were full of enthusiasm. Under the encouragement of the man just now, they were full of fighting spirit.
"Aren't you going to surrender?"
Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes, and his attention fell on the man who was inciting everyone. This man was wearing silver-white armor, his eyes were a little gloomy, and the aura on his body was about the second level of the emperor. He should be a general of the Great Qin Palace.
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"Come die!"
Zhuo Wen shouted loudly, squeezed his right hand, and immediately condensed a Taimo spear. With a whoosh, it shot out and flew towards the general in silver-white armor.
The man's eyelids jumped, and when he saw the great demon spear coming towards him, his eyes showed fear. He stepped on the sole of his foot and flew away quickly. Then the great demon spear hit the place where he was standing, and instantly blasted away the place.
A huge pit of ten feet, with countless rubbles spilling out.
Looking at the crater created by the Demonic Spear, the general trembled in his heart. He knew that if he had been hit by the Demonic Spear just now, he would probably have died.
"Fire the arrow and kill this traitor."
Steadying his mind, the general shouted sharply. In a moment, countless soldiers gathered on the land of Gaoshu, and they were arranged neatly. Then, the sound of bows and strings being drawn was heard continuously, making it look so neat.
Correct.
Whoosh whoosh!
Then the sound of breaking strings sounded continuously, and countless arrows spread throughout the void, turning into a dense rain of arrows, instantly covering Zhuo Wen's entire body.
Zhuo Wen quietly stared at the countless rain of arrows. He stood in the void and stretched out his right hand. The rolling demonic energy surrounded him, forming a black barrier. Countless rain of arrows fell and hit the black barrier. It was impossible to do anything.
Move it even a little bit.
When this wave of arrow rain passed, Zhuo Wen touched his right hand and the black barrier gradually disappeared. His pair of magic eyes looked down at the people in Gaoshu and said indifferently: "Are you sure you can kill me?"
Looking at the intact Zhuo Wen in the sky, all the soldiers in Gaoshu felt chilled in their hearts. This guy was so terrifying. Such a terrifying arrow rain actually had no effect on him.
"Keep playing!"
The general shouted again, but his words were only halfway through, and he stopped abruptly as if he was choking in his throat. Zhuo Wen then came to the person at some unknown time and pinched his neck with his right hand.
"Keep talking." Zhuo Wen said calmly.
The general's eyes shrank and his hands moved repeatedly, but it was of no avail. Zhuo Wen's magic power blocked all the power in his body, and it was impossible for him to escape Zhuo Wen's palm.
Click!
Zhuo Wen was not polite. He exerted force with his right hand. For a moment, the general tilted his head and completely lost his breath. The vitality in his body was also cut off by Zhuo Wen.
"Those who follow it will prosper, and those who go against it will perish."
Putting the general aside, Zhuo Wen looked around, an indifferent voice sounded, and the surrounding soldiers fell into silence. After a while, these soldiers put down their weapons one after another. They knew very well that someone with such terrifying power as Zhuo Wen
Otherwise, no matter how many of them there are, they will probably be slaughtered by Zhuo Wen like ants.
"Open the city gate!"
Zhuo Wen continued to utter a sentence, and the soldiers around him opened the city gate of Gaoshu in despair, and the Long family's army swarmed in and completely occupied the Gaoshu land. All the Long family warriors
Their faces were all glowing with excitement. They knew that once Gaoshu was defeated, the Great Qin Mansion and the Great Zhou Mansion would also be defeated.
"Brother Hantian, Elder Siyuan, I will leave the rest of the matter to you. I plan to go back."
After handling the affairs of Gaoshu Land, Zhuo Wen did not intend to stay here any longer. After giving instructions to Lu Hantian and Elder Shiyuan, Zhuo Wen left Gaoshu Land.
"Hmm? Magic pattern?"
Just as Zhuo Wen was flying thousands of miles into the sky, a black pattern appeared on his cheek. This pattern was familiar to him. It was the magic pattern he had obtained from an abandoned magic weapon.
Sitting high in the sky, Zhuo Wen transmitted his thoughts to Xiao Hei in his body, and told Xiao Hei about the abnormality of the magic pattern. However, Xiao Hei's reply was to ask Zhuo Wen to come back and talk.
Half a month later, Demon Zhuowen returned to Okurafu's Long family. In the courtyard, the main body and the Buddhist clone were still practicing. But after Demon Zhuowen came to the courtyard, the main body slowly stood up and came to Demon Zhuowen. He
His attention also fell on the constantly flashing magic lines on the face of the demon clone.
"Xiao Hei, what's going on?" Zhuo Wen asked with a frown.
"Your demon clone has reached the third level of demon emperor, and is already qualified to build your own demon soldiers. That's why this demon pattern has such abnormalities, because it wants to become the core of your demon soldiers." Xiao Hei pondered for a while and said.
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"Demon soldiers?" Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank. He had heard a lot about the power of demon soldiers from Xiao Hei. If he could really build a demon soldier, it would undoubtedly be beneficial to his battle amplification.
"Boy! You can burn this magic pattern into the Killing Ring Breaking Knife, and then use your magic power to breed the Killing Ring Breaking Knife. Let the magic pattern and the knife blend with each other. Maybe you can create an extremely powerful and terrifying magic weapon."
Hei suddenly said.
Zhuo Wen's eyes flickered and he nodded: "Then I'll give it a try. If it's really possible, maybe the power of the Killing Breaking Knife can be improved a bit."
As he spoke, Zhuo Wen's mind moved slightly, and the demonic clone took out the killing ring-breaking knife. Then his right hand reached into his cheek, pinched it gently, and grabbed the magic pattern on his cheek, and then slowly printed the magic pattern into it.
Among the blades of the killing breaking sword.
Bah, bah, bah!
A rather harsh and sharp sound resounded, and soon Zhuo Wen keenly discovered that there was actually a billowing of demonic energy pouring out of the magic pattern. This demonic energy became more and more intense, almost covering the entire Killing Breaking Knife.
Go in.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A sound like a heartbeat sounded, and the magic pattern began to pulsate regularly, like a heart, continuously instilling magic power into the killing sword.
At the same time, Demon Dao Zhuowen was holding the Killing Breaking Knife with both hands, and his own magic power was also infused into it. It blended seamlessly with the magic power of the magic pattern, converging into a more surging magic power, refining the Killing Breaking Knife at this moment.
"Now it's only a matter of time." Xiao Hei said calmly.
The main body Zhuo Wen nodded. He is not in a hurry now. It has only been more than five years in the hasty world. In other words, only five days have passed outside, and there are still two months until the opening of the Emperor's Tomb, so Zhuo Wen plans to
He has been waiting in the world of Canghuang for ten years. He is planning to break through the Buddhist and Taoist clones to the imperial realm within these ten years. If possible, it is best for the main body to be able to break through smoothly.
Of course, Zhuo Wen knew very well that the chance of his true body breaking through to the imperial power realm was much lower than that of the Buddhist and Taoist clones. He just had the attitude of giving it a try. In fact, his main focus was still on the Buddhist and Taoist clones.
There are no years of cultivation. Ten years seem to have passed in the blink of an eye. In Zhuo Wen's third year, he completely refined the magic pattern into the Killing Ring Breaking Knife, making the Killing Ring Breaking Knife more suitable for his demonic clone.
Moreover, due to the magic pattern, the surface of the Killing Breaking Knife no longer appears blood-colored, but instead appears black and red. Blood energy and devilish energy exist at the same time. Zhuo Wen named it the Killing Demon Knife.
In the seventh year, the Buddhist avatar who had been practicing the Great Sun Nirvana finally ushered in the opportunity for a breakthrough. In that year, the Buddha's light shone throughout the Okurafu region, and a ten thousand-foot-long Buddhist shadow appeared in the void.
, the pair of Buddha eyes that open and close contain centuries of evolution, without sadness or joy.
That day, countless warriors in the Okurafu region raised their heads to look at the Buddha's shadow, feeling a strange feeling of worship in their hearts.
In the tenth year, Zhuo Wen's body was still silent. He knew that it was basically impossible for the body to break through the imperial realm...