"You take action? Just you? Are you kidding me?" Qing Cang said coldly.
Many people around him also showed strange looks, especially after everyone felt the aura of the Shattered Mysterious Saint Realm on Zhuo Wen's body, the strange looks became more intense.
Although Mu Zhuo had shown good combat prowess before, he was still in the Shattering Mysterious Saint Realm. He couldn't even knock the blood ten times, so how could he do it?
Zhuo Wen ignored Qing Cang at all, and walked towards the blood tripod step by step. The sound of crisp footsteps echoed throughout the square, finally bringing everyone who had fallen into a daze back to their senses.
"Are you kidding? It's impossible for you to ring the blood cauldron ten times, so why waste our time and die!"
Qing Cang's eyes showed coldness, and he took a step forward, flying towards the sky like an eagle, and instantly flew in front of Zhuo Wen. He pointed out the five fingers of his right hand, and the green energy spurted out like countless sword energy, rushing towards Zhuo Wen's vital points.
Zhuo Wen's eyes turned cold, and when he was about to take action, a bloody figure instantly blocked Qing Cang's face, and a bloody fist blasted out, hitting Qing Cang's five fingers hard.
Boom!
An explosive roar sounded, Qing Cang's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but step back, and the bloody figure also stepped back dozens of steps.
"Blood General, what do you mean? Do you want to break your promise? You know, your grades are worse than mine, so you should fulfill your bet, right?"
Qing Cang stared at the bloody figure in front of him with a cold snort, and this bloody figure was none other than the angry blood demon from before.
The Blood Demon said coldly: "Qing Cang, are you too anxious? My final score has not been completely determined yet. Brother Mu is my helper. Only after he has tried it can my results be finalized.
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"Haha, that's ridiculous! Blood General, you are really depraved. You actually put your hope in this piece of trash. I'm really impressed!" Qing Cang sneered coldly.
The blood demon's eyes were cold, but he did not look at Qing Cang, but stared at the manager Zang Feng not far away, and said: "Master manager, Qing Cang wants to break the rules, I think you should take care of it, right?"
Zang Feng glanced at the Blood Demon, then at Qing Cang, and finally his eyes fell on Zhuo Wen, and said with a faint smile: "Since your helper wants to try it, then let's try it! But the power of this Blood Cauldron has
How terrifying, I think you know better than me, if your helper dies because he can't bear it, then don't blame me for not reminding you."
"Don't worry, manager, Mu is still alive!" Zhuo Wen responded coldly.
"Then come over here!" Zang Feng said calmly.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were dull and he walked to the blood tripod as if no one else was around.
"Humph! You are simply doing something in vain."
Qing Cang snorted coldly and retreated to the edge of the square.
The Blood Demon looked at Zhuo Wen with complicated eyes, sighing and helpless in his heart. Although he still had a glimmer of hope for Zhuo Wen, his reason told him that Zhuo Wen wanted to ring ten times or even more than ten times.
It's basically impossible.
However, the Blood Demon didn't want to admit defeat just like that, so he still put his slight hope in Zhuo Wen.
When Zhuo Wen arrived in front of the Blood Cauldron, there were boos all around, and some people even burst into laughter, as if they were watching a joke.
"Am I reading that right? This little guy from the Shattering Mysterious Saint Realm really plans to try this blood cauldron? Isn't this overestimating one's capabilities?"
"It's really a worm that shakes the tree. Is there something wrong with this kid's brain?"
"..."
However, the six commanders and Palace Master Xue Hentian who were sitting in high positions closed their eyes and stopped paying attention. The little guy in Shattering Mysterious Saint Realm really had no desire to attract their attention.
Zhuo Wen watched with cold eyes the mockery and sarcasm of the people around him.
Suddenly, Zhuo Wen pointed out, and twenty drops of yellow spring lingered around him like twenty lightning bolts.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
At the moment when his finger fell on the blood cauldron, Zhuo Wen clicked five times in succession. Suddenly, the sound of the five cauldrons was like a bell, reverberating around the square and shocking everyone's eardrums.
The moment the five cauldrons resounded, countless voices of laughter around them suddenly stopped. Everyone stood up suddenly, their eyes fixed on the slender figure in front of the blood cauldron.
Shikai, who was leaning against the corner with his eyes closed to rest, suddenly opened and closed his eyes at the moment when the five tripods sounded, and a dazzling light erupted from his eyes.
"Is this person... crazy?"
Shi Chai stared at Zhuo Wen's back and finally uttered these words. Even he only knocked four times in a row at the beginning. The pressure generated by the four simultaneous blasts was exactly what he could bear.
If there were five sounds in unison, Shi Cai knew very well that he might be able to withstand the pressure of the five superimposed sounds, but he might be injured.
But the person in front of me, who was only at the Shattering Mystic Saint Realm, actually knocked five times in a row from the beginning. Not to mention those five times, he was not in the Shattering Xuan Saint Realm. Even a saint from the Yintian Saint Realm would have to do it here.
Completely annihilated under the pressure.
Although the saints in the Yangtian Holy Realm cannot die, they will definitely be seriously injured.
Qing Cang was also stunned, but soon he gloated: "Blood General, it seems that your helper is begging for death. The pressure of the five blasts is very strong, and he is dead."
The Blood Demon frowned and frowned. He could not understand Zhuo Wen more and more now. He really couldn't figure out why Zhuo Wen knocked five times in a row in the first place.
Amidst the joking gazes, the pressure of five roars was instantly crushed like an angry dragon. In an instant, the square shook violently, and a huge crack appeared directly, like a terrifying ravine.
Wow!
Invisible ripples spread in all directions at a rapid speed. Many generals on the edge of the square were also deeply affected, which shows how terrifying this pressure is.
Zhuo Wen stood proudly, with his black robe fluttering in the air. He raised his head, feeling the pressure that was getting closer and closer. He suddenly pointed out a finger, and twenty drops of yellow spring gathered on his fingertips, and he surged up.
Boom!
When the pressure came, Zhuo Wen felt his shoulders sink and his knees slightly bent. Immediately, he clearly felt that the twenty drops of yellow spring were rapidly dispersing drop by drop.
Under this pressure, twelve drops collapsed, leaving only eight drops of yellow spring.
Huangquan contains the meaning of reincarnation, which can be life or death. When Zhuo Wen offered twenty drops of Huangquan, he injected the meaning of life in Huangquan into his body, connecting his vitality with Huangquan.
Together.
If twenty drops of yellow spring are not completely annihilated, then Zhuo Wen's vitality will also be immortal.
And the result was indeed the same. The pressure of the five chimes only annihilated twelve drops of Huangquan, allowing Zhuo Wen to completely survive under this pressure.
After the pressure dissipated, Zhuo Wen felt even more keenly that the twelve drops of yellow spring that had been annihilated had regrouped under the meaning of the reincarnation of life and death.
"This killing underworld finger is really terrifying. Although its power is not strong now, its characteristics are really terrifying! Twenty drops of underworld are combined with your vitality. If none of the twenty drops of underworld are defeated, then you will be intact. Only one
Completely defeat twenty drops of Huangquan with one blow, then external force can completely attack your body."
In the sea of consciousness, Xiao Hei's voice of exclamation sounded. At this moment, even Xiao Hei couldn't help but admire the horror and extraordinaryness of the Killing Underworld Finger.
"If the number of underworld you gather in the future is really terrifying, even a powerful person at the level of Immortal Saint may not be able to kill you. Zhuo Wen's magic is really terrifying."
Hearing Xiao Hei's words of exclamation, Zhuo Wen also realized how powerful this killing underworld finger was, and he couldn't help but feel a little happy and excited in his heart.
"Is it possible to survive? The pressure of five simultaneous blasts, this guy actually survived."
When the pressure slowly dissipated, the scene where everyone imagined that Namuzhuo would be directly crushed to death by the pressure did not appear. Instead, Namuzhuo still stood where he was, seemingly unscathed.
"How can it be?"
Qing Cang stood up abruptly, his eyes showing strong shock, and Blood Demon also stood up, but his eyes showed excitement.
There was also a hint of emotion in Shikai Gujing Wubo's eyes. He stared at Zhuo Wen's figure and frowned slowly. He also couldn't figure out how this little Suixuansheng realm warrior could resist.
That terrifying and coercive one.
"The first five tones only dispersed twelve drops of underworld, so now let me see how many drops of underworld can be dispersed through the last five tones?"
Zhuo Wen felt a surge of pride in his chest. He wanted to see how strong the defense of these twenty drops of underworld was.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen pointed out again, approaching the surface of the blood cauldron, and then quickly pointed five times, and the sound of five cauldrons roared like an angry dragon, resounding in the square, and an eternal pressure spread.
Coming, it seemed to shock the heaven and earth.
Teng Teng Teng!
At this moment, all the warriors around stood up. Even Shi crack stood up. Their eyes were staring at the slender figure standing in front of the blood cauldron in disbelief, with shock in their eyes.
color.
"Five more blasts!"
Xue Hentian and the First Commander opened their eyes at the same time, and their sharp gazes burst out and focused on Zhuo Wen.
Zang Feng took a few steps back, his eyes showing shock.
He was shocked enough by the first five knocks, but the last five knocks were also repeated. This was the only time Zang Feng had seen in his life.
"Is this guy a freak? He actually knocked five times in a row. This pressure is much more terrifying than the previous five?" Zang Feng said coldly in his heart.
Wow!
The sound of the five cauldrons resounded again, and the blood cauldron trembled violently. Invisible ripples spread from the ground. The ground of the entire square collapsed, and countless gravel suddenly floated up in the air.
At the mouth of the Blood Cauldron, blood energy and resentment spurted out like a volcano erupting. The rich blood color and dense resentment made everyone around them tremble in their hearts.
They could all feel that if they were exposed to such terrifying blood and resentment, they would definitely die.
"I wonder how this kid can resist this pressure and resentment?"
Countless eyes focused on Zhuo Wen, and they all wanted to see how he could deal with it.