As soon as he arrived at this wasteland, Zhuo Wen no longer suppressed the power of the dragon seal in his palm, and then the blood light suddenly swept out, and a clear sound of dragon roar resounded mightily around the wasteland.
Then Zhuo Wen only felt a heat in his palm, and then the blood light that swept out from the dragon seal squirmed like blood, and finally turned into a huge blood dragon.
Ouch!
As soon as the blood dragon was formed, it swooped down, and its killing power spread throughout its body, wrapping Zhuo Wen's entire body inside.
Zhuo Wen was unafraid. The purple thunder wings behind his back were ten feet long. Then thunder sounded and he disappeared from the place as if teleporting.
The blood dragon jumped into the air, and when he was about to continue the pursuit, Zhuo Wen appeared on top of the blood dragon's head. He held the tiger-headed golden gun in his hand and slammed it down.
Boom!
The blood dragon roared and was hit by the tiger-headed Zhan golden spear, and fell heavily to the ground.
"Give me the four-kill formation map!"
At the same time, Zhuo Wen merged the immortal power in his hand and outlined the four killing formations. The four formations of killing, killing, killing and killing appeared in the sky above Zhuo Wen's head.
Under Zhuo Wen's control, it was like four thick blood-colored walls, trapping the blood dragon tightly and not letting it leave at all.
"Then let's play with you!"
Zhuo Wen licked his lips, his fighting spirit rising to the sky. The Love Treasure Seal and the Wrath Treasure Seal among the Seven Emotions Treasure Seals blessed him, while the Sorrow Treasure Seal fell on the blood dragon, continuously weakening its fighting power.
Boom boom boom!
Then Zhuo Wen's legs sank, and he fell suddenly from the sky in a weightless posture. Strong winds passed by Zhuo Wen's body, and a violent whistling sound was heard.
When Zhuo Wen arrived in front of the blood dragon, the blood dragon roared, and its huge dragon tail swung out and hit Zhuo Wen hard.
However, Zhuo Wen was already on guard. With his right hand, the strangulating power of the Four Killing Formation was blocked in front of him, and the dragon tail could not do anything to him at all.
At the same time, the tiger-headed golden gun in Zhuo Wen's hand suddenly flew out, the roar of the tiger could not be heard, and a huge tiger silhouette jumped out from the tip of the gun and rushed towards the blood dragon without any scruples.
Bang bang bang!
The tiger and the blood dragon were intertwined, and every blow caused an extremely dull tremor on the ground.
"Wake it up for me!"
At the moment when the blood dragon and the tiger were fighting each other, Zhuo Wen came to the tail of the blood dragon with a whoosh, picked up the dragon's tail with both hands, and threw the blood dragon violently with a strong force.
The blood dragon was caught off guard and howled repeatedly. However, Zhuo Wen's power should not be underestimated. He was still thrown out and hit the surface of the four-kill formation.
A stream of strangulation force overflowed out. Although the blood dragon was rough and thick-skinned, it was still howled and groaned in pain by this strangulation force.
boom!
When the blood dragon just got rid of the strangulation force, Zhuo Wen rushed in front of him again. He swung his spear and hit the dragon's body hard. Then the blood dragon screamed and hit the ground hard again.
Boom boom boom!
In the four-kill formation, the battle between Zhuo Wen and the Blood Dragon was almost one-sided. The Blood Dragon was tortured extremely miserably by Zhuo Wen.
However, the blood dragon had rough skin and thick flesh. Although it was scarred, it did not suffer too many serious injuries.
Ouch!
The blood dragon roared, and finally it no longer aimed at Zhuo Wen, but turned into a streak of blood light and re-entered Zhuo Wen's palm, becoming a bloody dragon seal.
"This should be a ray of divine thought from Taisha Shenglong. He was unwilling to be controlled by me before, so he came out to resist." Zhuo Wen murmured to himself as he stared at the dragon seal on his palm.
"Try the power of this dragon seal."
As he spoke, Zhuo Wen struck out with his right hand, and the mark of the Taisha Dragon Seal spread from Zhuo Wen's palm like a ball of fire, covering Zhuo Wen's whole body in an instant.
Subsequently, Zhuo Wen's face, hands, and whole body were all stained with red marks, and a breath of killing suddenly burst out of Zhuo Wen's body.
"Is this the power of the Taisha Dragon Seal?"
Zhuo Wen stared at the red marks on his hands and body with some surprise, and was speechless in his heart. This dragon-killing seal was too unconventional.
With a sigh, Zhuo Wen punched the ground hard, and then he was shocked to find that a wave of air was centered on his fist and launched in all directions, and then the entire Aoyuan Peak began to tremble violently.
In the trembling, there was a faint sound of dragon roar, which was extremely high-pitched and radical.
"This...my strength has actually increased so much?"
Zhuo Wen's eyes showed an incredible look. One punch could shake the entire Aoyuan Peak. What kind of power is needed to do this?
Of course, with his punch, the entire Aoyuan Peak disciples were awakened, and many people ran out of the room, thinking that this was another battle between saints.
However, this time the shock lasted only a moment and then disappeared. This made the other disciples of De'ao Yuan Peak full of doubts and frightened.
On the top of the cliff in front of the wasteland, four figures stood. These four figures silently stared at Zhuo Wen on the wasteland.
"This little guy is not simple. The power of that move just now was terrifying. It was able to shake the entire Aoyuan Peak." Shao Yu clicked his tongue in surprise, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.
"Well, regardless of whether this son can comprehend the "Void Immortal Sutra", this strength and talent alone are enough for you, Aoyuanfeng, to cultivate him." Yanji said calmly.
Shao Yu was startled, and then said: "Uncle Yanji, didn't you say that we need more resources to train Zhuo Wen? The resources of our Aoyuan Peak are not as good as those of the other eight main peaks, so we still have to rely on you, hehe.
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Yanji's eyes flashed and he said: "Don't worry, during the time when this son is comprehending the "Void Immortal Sutra", I will arrange more resources to Aoyuan Peak. I just hope that this son will not disappoint me."
Shao Yu rolled his eyes and said: "In other words, Zhuo Wen didn't understand the "Void Immortal Sutra" in the end, so he doesn't plan to give more resources?"
Wen Bi directly gave Shao Yu a chestnut and said: "The inner courtyard is originally a fair competition. How can Aoyuanfeng become like this under the management of an incompetent guy like you?"
"If Zhuo Wen cannot understand the "Void Immortal Sutra", we will naturally not put too many resources on this little guy."
Hearing this, Shao Yu grimaced, but he also knew that in this world, if he did not have the corresponding abilities, it would be impossible to enjoy the corresponding resources.
If Zhuo Wen could understand the "Void Immortal Sutra", Yan Ji and the others would naturally be willing to cultivate it with all their strength. If Zhuo Wen could not understand it, they would not cultivate it with all their strength.
After all, the direct disciples of the other eight main peaks in the inner courtyard are all extremely powerful and terrifying in talent. They are not much worse than Zhuo Wen, and are even better.
If it weren't for Zhuo Wen's ability to cause the Void Stone Monument to move, it would not have attracted the attention of Yan Ji and the others.
"It's all up to Zhuo Wen to fight for it. There is no free lunch in the world!" Jiang Xuan also echoed.
The strength of the four of them is far superior to Zhuo Wen, and it is understandable that Zhuo Wen did not notice it. At this moment, Zhuo Wen was shocked by the powerful power brought to him by the Taisha Dragon Seal.
The four of them watched for a while and then left the wasteland. After all, cultivation was Zhuo Wen's private matter, and it was not suitable for them to pry too much. It was not appropriate both emotionally and rationally.
"I should find someone to try it with!"
As he spoke, Zhuo Wen took out the demon-sealing green coffin from the spiritual ring, and immediately opened it completely. Suddenly, terrifying blood energy erupted. The blood energy squirmed and eventually formed a huge blood shadow, which was the blood demon.
Ever since the Blood Demon was seriously injured by the Celestial Insect, he has been hiding in the Demon Sealed Blue Coffin. In addition, Zhuo Wen has now advanced to the fourth level of Emperor Realm, so he doesn't have much worries about the Blood Demon.
The blood demon was startled, then waved his limbs, stared at Zhuo Wen with some surprise, and said: "You released me again? Huh? Have you broken through the fourth level of the emperor?"
The Blood Demon seemed to have discovered something. He looked at Zhuo Wen with surprise in his eyes. When he was at the Emperor's Tomb, he knew that Zhuo Wen had not yet broken through to the realm of imperial power.
Later, it was seriously injured by that bastard Tianchong, so it used blood escape and re-entered the Demon-Sealing Blue Coffin, where it recuperated and recuperated without paying attention to the situation outside.
Now that it was released again, how could it not be surprised when it saw that Zhuo Wen had been promoted to the fourth level of Emperor Realm all of a sudden?
Zhuo Wen squeezed his palm and said with a smile: "Blood Demon, how about we have a fight?"
"What did you say?"
The blood demon was stunned, his scarlet eyes looked at Zhuo Wen as if he were an idiot. This guy actually said he wanted to fight with it. Are you kidding?
Although the blood demon suffered serious injuries due to the sky bug, its strength is still comparable to that of the average seventh-level emperor. Zhuo Wen is only at the fourth-level emperor, and he actually told it that he wanted to fight. Isn't this asking for death?
"Hehe! This is what you said. If I accidentally kill you, don't blame me."
The blood demon Jie Jie smiled strangely, and immediately stepped forward, with a huge bloody palm like a cattail fan, crushing down from the sky, intending to blast Zhuo Wen's entire body into smithereens.
Zhuo Wen grinned and his eyes showed excitement. Immediately, he saw the dragon seal of Taisha pouring out from the palm of his right palm. His whole body was covered with bloody marks, and a terrifying aura of Taisha surged.
Then, Zhuo Wen gently stretched out his right hand, and the blood energy surrounded the palm and blasted out violently. The small palm formed a sharp contrast with the giant hand of the Blood Demon.
boom!
A thunderous sound sounded, and then the smile on the blood demon's face gradually faded away, and soon it found that its right palm froze the moment it came into contact with Zhuo Wen's right palm.
A powerful force came from the palm of his hand and permeated his entire right arm. Then he involuntarily backed up and finally sat on the ground.
Bang bang bang!
There was a dull tremor all over the ground, while the Gorefiend stared blankly at the small, motionless figure in front of him.
"Why is this kid... so powerful?" Gorefiend muttered to himself.
"I said Blood Demon, where are you looking? Come again!"
Zhuo Wen laughed loudly, stepped forward, and rushed to the front of the blood demon. He pinched the blood demon's toes with both hands and exerted force. The blood demon screamed and hit the ground heavily, causing countless dust to rise.