Blood thunders rumbled and exploded in the sky. The Blood Immortal rolled like crazy in the void. The blood thunders rumbled and exploded from his body, making the whole sky look like countless bloody pythons.
"Spare...spare me!"
The blood fairy covered his head with his claws, and stared at Zhuo Wen with a pair of eyes full of blood flames. He knelt on his knees in the void, with a hint of begging for mercy in his voice.
Zhuo Wen's face was expressionless, and he pinched out the seals with his right hand again and again, showing no intention of sparing the Blood Immortal at all.
This blood fairy is a huge hidden danger. Not only is he unruly, but he will immediately devour his master as soon as his strength increases. If Zhuo Wen were not weak this time, this blood fairy might really succeed.
Moreover, the previous series of actions of the blood fairy were clearly planned for a long time. If this beast Zhuo Wen is not punished properly, there will be endless troubles.
Zhuo Wen wants this blood fairy to know who is his master!
"The Blood Immortal's previous actions were obviously plotting against you. With the Blood Immortal's intelligence, it is impossible for him to come up with such a strategy." Xiao Hei's voice suddenly sounded.
Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes and said in surprise: "You mean... the blood demon's consciousness has awakened?"
"I'm afraid so!" Xiao Hei nodded.
Hearing this, Zhuo Wen's eyes turned cold, he continued to perform the formula with his right hand, jumped up suddenly, and instantly landed in front of the Blood Immortal.
At this moment, the Blood Immortal's whole body twitched as he was tortured by the bloody mark. Although the blood thunder all over his body was extremely terrifying, Zhuo Wen had the terrifying physique of the Dacheng Holy Body and was really not afraid of the blood thunder emitted by the Blood Immortal.
Zhuo Wen's right hand turned into a claw, and he thrust deeply into the depths of the Blood Immortal's head. He then pulled out violently, and the Blood Demon Consciousness Sea that he had placed deep in the Blood Immortal's Heavenly Spirit Cave was pulled out.
The blood demon's sea of consciousness was a terrifying sea of blood, and the black flames that Xiao Hei had originally shrouded around this sea of consciousness had all dissipated.
The little man in the depths of the sea of blood has already woken up at this moment. He is covering his head and rolling in the sea of blood, as if he is suffering from great pain, and this little man is the blood demon.
Without the blood demon's sea of consciousness, the blood fairy's entire body seemed dull and devoid of any spirituality.
Zhuo Wen waved his sleeves and put the Blood Immortal into the spirit ring, and then stared at the Blood Demon's Consciousness Sea indifferently.
"Zhuowen, why don't you kill me? Why are you torturing me like this?" Gorefiend raised his head and said with overwhelming hatred.
The corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth curled up slightly and he said: "You are an important part of the Blood Immortal. Why should I kill you? But today you are planning to devour the Lord, but I can't just let it go."
After speaking, Zhuo Wen kneaded the secrets with both hands and quickly made countless bloody marks, covering the surroundings of the Blood Demon's Consciousness Sea. Suddenly, the Blood Demon's screams became more and more shrill.
"These bloody marks are enough to last three days and three nights. This is a small punishment. If you do it again, it will not be as simple as three days and three nights. I will make you suffer forever."
With that said, Zhuo Wen put the blood demon's sea of consciousness into the spiritual ring, and then he cast a profound glance at the General's Mansion of Xueyong County, and immediately turned into a rainbow and left Xueyong County.
And this glance made the demon light standing in the courtyard of the General's Mansion feel so frightened that he stepped back repeatedly, not daring to look at Zhuo Wen.
"Mu Zhuo recognized me..."
Mo Guang was panicking inside and couldn't help but murmur in a low voice, but when he felt Zhuo Wen's leaving breath, he felt slightly relieved.
The moment Zhuo Wen left, the severe atmosphere in Xueyong County also calmed down. Many warriors breathed a sigh of relief, and their hearts dropped.
And the Blood Tower that stood in the center of Xueyong County collapsed inch by inch and became a complete ruin...
Zhuo Wen spent three days and three nights from Xueyong County to Hanming County. When he arrived at Hanming County, he did not find Lei Tingqin immediately. Instead, he sent her a message stating that he would leave tomorrow.
He randomly found an inn and checked into a room. Zhuo Wen immediately waved his sleeves and set up many restrictions in the room. After confirming that no one was there, he released Wei Yi from the spiritual ring.
"You...you are so brave. I am a disciple of the Chaos Temple, and you openly imprison me?" Wei Yi shouted sharply.
However, as soon as Wei Yi finished speaking, he stopped completely, because Zhuo Wen's right hand was like a knife, pressing firmly against his roar, causing Wei Yi to swallow back the rest of his words.
"If you want to die, you can continue talking." Zhuo Wen said indifferently.
Wei Yi swallowed his saliva and fell completely silent.
"Now I'm going to ask you something. If you answer well, I might let you go!"
Zhuo Wen's next sentence immediately made Wei Yi's eyes light up, and he nodded repeatedly.
"Is there really an Immortal Saint Master in the Chaos Temple of Middle-earth?" Zhuo Wen asked with burning eyes.
Wei Yi's eyes were a little strange and he said: "Chaos Temple has gathered the most and strongest arcane masters in Middle-earth. How could there be no Immortal Saint Master in our Chaos Temple?"
"Furthermore, neither the Nine Holy Talisman Families nor the Four Major Battlefields have such a level of Immortal Saint Master. Only our Chaos Temple has an Immortal Saint Master."
Having said this, Wei Yi's eyes showed a hint of pride. The Temple of Chaos was undoubtedly the largest force in Middle-earth, and as a disciple of the Temple of Chaos, he naturally felt proud.
Hearing this, Zhuo Wen frowned and said: "Aren't the Nine Holy Talismans and the Four Major Battlefields also major forces in Middle-earth? They don't have an Immortal Saint Master?"
Wei Yi sneered: "The difficulty of promotion to an arcane master is much more difficult than that of a warrior. The difficulty of promotion to an immortal saint master is more than ten times that of a warrior in the realm of immortal saint. Do you think it is that easy?"
"The Nine Holy Talisman Families and the Four Major Battlefields may have Immortal Saint-level warriors, but Immortal Saint Masters cannot be cultivated at all. Only the Chaos Temple has arcanists of this level."
Zhuo Wen nodded and said: "I see, then do you know what conditions are required if I want to ask the Immortal Saint Master for help?"
Wei Yi's face froze, and then he stared at Zhuo Wen with a strange look: "Ask the Immortal Saint Master for help? Are you overthinking it? I don't even see the Immortal Saint Master on weekdays, and you, an outsider, want to ask the Immortal Saint Master for help?
Are you just dreaming about helping me?"
"It's difficult?" Zhuo Wen frowned.
"Of course, it can be said to be basically impossible!" Wei Yi interjected.
"There's no way at all?" Zhuo Wen said in a deep voice.
Wei Yi thought for a moment and suddenly said: "There is a way. The Chaos Temple has the most arcanists among the many forces in Middle-earth. The Chaos Temple attaches great importance to the cultivation of arcanists."
"If you can become the Arcane Branch of the Chaos Temple and be valued by the Immortal Saint Master, you will be accepted as his direct disciple. Maybe he will help you in the name of his master and disciple.
"
Zhuo Wen fell silent. From Wei Yi's words, he could tell that if he wanted to be valued by the Immortal Saint Master, it was basically impossible. Zhuo Wen's mental talent was indeed good, but he was not arrogant.
Your spiritual talent will be valued by the Immortal Saint Master.
"It seems that I can only think of another way, but now I'd better enter the Chaos Temple first. As for Chen Xue's matter, I will definitely let the Immortal Saint Master of the Chaos Temple help, at all costs." Zhuo Wen pinched it.
He fisted his fists and thought secretly in his mind.
Wei Yi looked at Zhuo Wen with some fear and said, "Now that I have answered you, can you let me go?"
"Okay, but you need to remove all your memories about me, and I will let you go." Zhuo Wen said calmly.
Wei Yi's pupils shrank, but under Zhuo Wen's cold gaze, he finally gave in. He saw the sword in his right hand pointing at the center of his eyebrows, and then roared in pain, suddenly peeling away the memory of Zhuo Wen in the sea of consciousness, turning it into a
There was a ball of light, and he passed out directly due to the severe pain.
Zhuo Wen took the ball of light in his hand with a move of his sleeves, examined it carefully, and found that there was no problem in the ball of light, so he crushed it into pieces.
After doing this, he left Wei Yi in the room, and he opened another room in the inn, quietly waiting for the arrival of the next day.
The next day, after Wei Yi woke up, he left the inn with confusion and doubts, while Zhuo Wen took out the jade talisman of communication, conveyed the message, stood up, and left the inn.
On the white jade disk, Lei Tingqin led Shuihui and the four of them stood quietly. When they saw Zhuo Wen coming, Lei Tingqin's beautiful eyes were full of smiles, and behind Lei Tingqin and the five others, there was a huge chaos shuttle.
"Master Zhuo, you made it easy for the little girl to wait. Today she is finally here!" Lei Tingqin glanced at Zhuo Wendao with a slightly annoyed look.
Zhuo Wen laughed and said: "Zhuo has some important things to do, and it has indeed delayed a lot of time. Please don't take offense, Miss Lei."
Lei Tingqin pursed her lips and smiled, and said: "I have broken the restrictions on the outside of this Chaos Shuttle. It can now be used by us. Let's go in together."
With that said, Lei Tingqin waved his sleeves and the Chaos Shuttle cabin opened, and a group of people walked in, followed closely by Zhuo Wen.
After a group of people entered the Chaos Shuttle, the Chaos Shuttle spurted out a long stream of exhaust gas from its tail. With a whooshing sound, it jumped up into the sky and flew away under the envious eyes of countless warriors in Hanming County.
The speed of the Chaos Shuttle was extremely fast. Zhuo Wen sat cross-legged in the corner of the cabin. He glanced out the window and found that the scene outside the window was all a dark passage. He knew that the Chaos Shuttle should have entered the space collapse.
There is no doubt that the speed of this Chaos Shuttle is much faster than the Law of the Void he casts. The most important thing is that this Chaos Shuttle is a dead object and will not feel tired. As long as it can provide enough spiritual stones, it can keep moving.
Shuttle at this speed.
Using this period of time, Zhuo Wen planned to sink his mind into the Canglong Palace and begin to seriously refine the Ninth Yang Dao Sword.
The five of them, Lei Tingqin, were sitting at the front, and Lei Tingqin was silently controlling the Chaos Shuttle, while the four people in Shuihui behind them were whispering to each other, and at the same time, they would look at Zhuo Wen behind them from time to time.
Regarding Jiang Binhan, Lei Tingqin also said it, which made the four people in Deshuihui hate the mysterious man with itch, but they were helpless because the mysterious man was too powerful.