The first thousand four hundred and eighty-six chapters forced back Qinglongzi
"There are already twenty-five golden lines, and Zhuo Wen still can't break through to the holy realm?"
In the Yellow Mist World, almost all the disciples of other forces were killed, and the only ones left were the disciples of Jia Shen Academy and Demon God Palace.
They raised their heads slightly, their eyes falling on Zhuo Wen, and they all looked horrified.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's holy power was so terrifying that the faint pressure made them breathless.
Ten golden patterns can enable ordinary warriors to achieve the holy realm, but now that Zhuo Wen has twenty-five holy patterns, he has no signs of breakthrough.
"All five laws are integrated into the holy power. As long as Xiao Hei's complete transformation is successful, then I can become a saint."
Zhuo Wen's eyes flickered, and he knew his situation best.
When ten golden lines appeared between his eyebrows, Xiao Hei had already undergone a slight transformation.
Now he has twenty-five golden lines, and Xiao Hei, who is in his sea of consciousness, is wrapped in a golden cocoon.
As the number of golden lines between his eyebrows increased, the cocoon surrounding Xiao Hei became thicker, and the aura on his cocoon became more and more terrifying.
Zhuo Wen knows very well that once Xiao Hei breaks out of his cocoon and turns into a butterfly, he will undergo his final transformation.
At that time, Zhuo Wen will be able to break the last shackles and achieve the holy realm.
Qing Longzi frowned slightly. The aura on Zhuo Wen's body was too terrifying. He only had ten golden lines on his body, but Zhuo Wen had twenty-five golden lines.
In this world of yellow mist where it is impossible to use any other means but the power of holy luck, Qinglongzi is not confident that he can deal with Zhuo Wen at this moment.
"Qinglongzi, do you dare to fight?"
Zhuo Wen stepped forward, and the power of the holy pattern spread over his feet, and the whole earth suddenly trembled.
The thunderous sound spread throughout the space, booming in everyone's ears.
Qinglongzi's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, but he did not immediately accept the challenge. In other words, he was a little upset now, and even a little timid.
"Brother Qinglongzi, don't you claim to be the number one genius in the Nine Nether Realm? Why don't you dare to challenge me?"
Yang Yi was leaning on a rock, squinting at Qing Longzi, with a smile on his lips and a voice full of joking.
Qing Longzi's face became a little ugly, especially the playful look in the eyes of Yang Yi and others, which made Qing Longzi hold back his breath.
"What kind of real ability is it to gain such a powerful power of Holy Luck by depriving other people of their Holy Luck? If you fight me again after leaving the Yellow Mist World, do you dare?" Qinglongzi Leng
Coldly.
"What a great genius of Qinglong Palace. He is so shameless. If he doesn't dare to challenge, he doesn't dare to challenge. And now he still uses such a grand excuse." Lu Hantian sneered.
The rest of the people also showed disdain. In the yellow mist world, everyone cannot use their own means and starts from nothing.
Here, Zhuo Wen's fighting power was undoubtedly much stronger than Qing Longzi's. Needless to say, Zhuo Wen won this battle.
Now Qing Longzi talks about the battle in the Huang Mist World. This is undoubtedly an admission that he is not as good as Zhuo Wen in the Huang Mist World.
"If you don't dare to fight, then I will force you to fight."
Zhuo Wen's eyes burst with murderous intent, and his legs flicked out like a cannonball, rushing towards Qinglongzi.
Qing Longzi's face changed slightly, and the dragon-headed sword struck out from the void, and a blade suddenly shot out from the void.
Around this blade, countless dragon shadows emerged, dominating the ups and downs and possessing mighty power.
boom!
Zhuo Wen did not dodge at all, and punched out, directly blasting the blade into powder, and the golden light exploded.
Zhuo Wen has a small holy body, coupled with the vast holy power of twenty-five golden lines, it is difficult for Qinglongzi to compete with him.
Looking at Zhuo Wen who was so powerful, Qinglongzi's expression changed drastically, he held the dragon's head sword and stepped back repeatedly.
It was a bit unexpected that his offensive was broken so easily, and it also made him dare not fight with Zhuo Wen.
"retreat!"
Thinking of this, Qinglongzi retreated decisively, with countless dragon shadows rising and falling around him at extremely fast speeds.
Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stepped hard into the void. A ring of air waves burst out from under his feet. With the powerful strength of his feet, his speed soared to extremely terrifying levels.
The whole person was like a puff of blue smoke, disappearing from the same place. When he appeared again, he was already behind Qinglongzi.
"Fulong Fist!"
He punched Qinglongzi in the air, and dragon shadows erupted around his fist.
This punch carried a huge force, and the air pressure created by the punch directly enveloped Qinglongzi, making it difficult for him to move even an inch.
"break!"
Qing Longzi looked ferocious, twisted his waist, and slashed the dragon-headed sword 360 degrees around his body. The sword energy filled the air and transformed into a giant golden dragon.
Boom!
The air pressure generated by the fist force was directly destroyed by Qinglongzi's dragon-headed sword.
Whoosh!
The moment the air pressure broke, a fist came through the air and hit Qinglongzi hard in front of him.
Qinglongzi's pupils shrank into needles, and the dragon-headed sword moved forward to block the punch.
Bang bang bang!
Continuous explosions resounded, and the sword in front of Qinglongzi was directly knocked away. Qinglongzi flew backwards from such a terrifying distance and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Zhuowen, just wait for me. When you get out of the yellow mist world, you will die."
Qing Longzi's sharp voice sounded, and then his speed soared to an extremely terrifying level, and he teleported away and disappeared.
boom!
The moment Qinglongzi disappeared, a demon-like figure descended from the sky and hit the place where Qinglongzi was just now, creating a big crater and sending countless rubbles flying.
"You ran away really fast."
Zhuo Wen stood in the deep pit, looking at Qing Longzi who had disappeared, his eyelids drooping and his brows furrowed slightly.
This Qinglongzi didn't know that he had used some kind of secret method, and he was able to disappear instantly, as if he had escaped into the void, making him difficult to find.
If Zhuo Wen could use the Law of the Void at this moment, he could try to track Qinglongzi. Unfortunately, the Yellow Mist World cannot use the power of the Law at all.
Whoosh whoosh!
Figures came one after another and gathered around Zhuo Wen. These people were the disciples of Jia Shen Academy and Demon God Palace.
Lu Hantian immediately came to Zhuo Wen, hit Zhuo Wen's shoulder hard with his right hand, and said with a hearty smile: "I knew you wouldn't miss the Jiuyou Conference."
Zhuo Wen also hammered Lu Hantian on the shoulder. Seeing the concern in the latter's eyes, his heart warmed slightly and he said: "Brother Hantian, congratulations on your successful promotion to Xuansheng."
"I can't compare with you. You are such a pervert. You have such a terrifying cultivation before you become a saint. It's really unexpected."
"By the way, you already have twenty-five golden lines between your eyebrows. Why haven't you broken through to the holy realm yet?"
Lu Hantian looked Zhuo Wen up and down with doubts and asked the questions in his heart.
Not only Lu Hantian, Mo Yan Wushang, Wudie, Jia Sha and Jianan, but also others looked at Zhuo Wen strangely. They also couldn't figure it out. How could it be possible that twenty-five golden patterns could not be broken through?
At this moment, although Zhuo Wen has not yet become a saint, due to his holy luck, his holy power is even more terrifying than that of ordinary Xuansheng.
Zhuo Wen shook his head with a wry smile, and just gave a vague reason. If he told Xiao Hei's reasons, others would definitely not believe it, so it would be better not to tell him.
Seeing Zhuo Wen's behavior, everyone knew that this matter should involve Zhuo Wen's secrets, so they didn't ask any more questions.
"Zhuowen, what does this Buddhist and magic text have to do with you?"
Yang Yi walked up from the crowd and asked, pointing to the Buddhist and magic texts that were still breaking through.
"That's my incarnation." Zhuo Wen said with a smile.
Yang Yi's face froze slightly, but then he smiled and said: "It's amazing, the incarnations outside the body are so extraordinary."
The combat power of Buddhist cultivators and demon cultivators is more terrifying than that of ordinary warriors, and Zhuo Wen's two incarnations are both such terrifying cultivators.
There is no doubt that if these two clones are all sanctified, it will be of great help to Zhuo Wen.
"Master, what should we do now?" Wudie suddenly asked.
"We can only wait. Now many of us have collected ten golden patterns. We can use this period of time to understand the Holy Luck. Maybe we can break through the Holy Realm or take a further step in the Holy Realm."
Zhuo Wen said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, no one else had any objections.
After the fight just now, many people had reached ten holy lines. Lu Hantian, Wu Die, Yang Yi, Jiasha, and Yunran all had ten golden lines.
Although the rest of the people did not reach ten, they were still quite a lot and gained a lot. If they appreciate this holy luck in detail, they will definitely gain a lot.
"It's best not to separate. Now Qinglongzi and Guisha have escaped. If you encounter them alone, you may be in trouble." Zhuo Wen suddenly reminded.
The disciples of Jia Shen College naturally had no objections, but many disciples of Demon God Palace were a little unconvinced.
"Senior Sister, why should we listen to this guy? We are not disciples of Jia Shen Academy." A disciple of Demon God Palace said somewhat unconvinced.
Yunran's beautiful eyes widened, and the Demon God Palace disciple who retorted suddenly shrank.
"Zhuo Wen is right. Qing Longzi and Gui Sha are nowhere to be found. It would indeed be inappropriate if we were left alone."
Yunran spoke calmly, but her beautiful eyes fell on Zhuo Wen.
Even she was amazed by the battle just now. The strength of the young man in front of her was really terrifying.
At the same time, she also thought of all the rumors about Na Zhuowen.
"Is the Immortal Sacred Artifact really so magical? It can actually elevate Zhuo Wen to such a terrifying level."
There is no doubt that Yunran attributes the reason why Zhuo Wen is so strong in combat to the Immortal Sacred Artifact in his body, and only the Immortal Saint Artifact has the ability to turn decay into something magical.
Zhuo Wen chatted with Lu Hantian and others for a while, then landed in the air between Mo Wen and Fo Wen. With a wave of his sleeves, the power of holy luck spread, forming a golden barrier around the two of them.
And he was sitting between the two, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.
Once the Buddhist avatar and the demonic avatar break through the holy realm, he knows that the true mystery of the Buddha's Demonic Eye will be truly developed...