The first thousand seven hundred and ninety-five chapters of the original source
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's heart was filled with ecstasy. He knew very well that with such a trace of original origin, his understanding would be greatly blessed.
"It seems that only by gathering three or more holy symbols, the origin of the holy symbols can resonate, and then merge together to produce the original origin. Unfortunately, the three holy symbols you got only contain a trace of the origin.
, what is formed by the fusion is just a trace of the original origin."
Xiao Hei's shadow slowly appeared in front of Zhuo Wen, and he said with some emotion.
Zhuo Wen smiled and said: "This trace of original origin has been of great benefit to me now. At least having this trace of original origin allows me to see how the road ahead will go."
Xiao Hei nodded, this primitive source is too little, and it cannot help Zhuo Wen to forcibly improve his realm, but Zhuo Wen can rely on this primitive source to see farther and higher, which will undoubtedly make Zhuo Wen less traveled in the next practice.
Many detours.
"Let's go! I want to see how long this dead end is."
Zhuo Wen laughed loudly, stepped out, and disappeared instantly like a flying shuttle.
In a dark place far away from Zhuo Wen, a figure stopped in a dilapidated black building in an extremely embarrassed manner.
I saw that this man was in ragged clothes, and his right hand was hanging on the ground as if it was boneless. This man's eyes were extremely cold, and he said in a hateful voice: "Remember Zhuo Wen, if you don't avenge this, He will pretend to be a member of the Wang Ren family."
"Brother He, what's wrong with you? Are you in such a mess?"
Suddenly, a somewhat lazy voice came, causing the embarrassed figure to tremble all over, and then turned around suddenly, staring at the distance not far away.
I saw a dark path outside the dilapidated building. At the end of the path, a figure walked slowly.
This man looked middle-aged, with a sharp-eyed eagle standing on his shoulder. At this moment, his dark eyes were staring at the embarrassed He Yu.
He Yu's eyes were alert, staring at the middle-aged man approaching, and said in a deep voice: "Wei Rui..."
The middle-aged man who walked over was none other than Wei Rui from the Beastmaster family. He stared at the embarrassed He Yu with some surprise.
After all, He Yu is a late-stage Earth Immortal, and is definitely one of the top ten strong men among this batch. At this moment, he is actually in such a mess. Who made him look like this?
Especially He Yu's boneless right hand, which hangs down powerlessly. It is obvious that it has suffered irreparable and devastating injuries that have caused such consequences. Also, He Yu's aura is extremely weak, and his realm is even more...
It has fallen to the middle stage of Earth Immortality.
There is no doubt that it would be easy for Wei Rui to kill He Yu now.
He Yu's eyes flickered, he stepped slowly with his right foot, and took a few steps back.
However, the moment he stepped back, the gaze of the big eagle on Wei Rui's shoulder suddenly became sharp, and then like a strong wind, it flew behind He Yu in an instant, and its speed exceeded He Yu's expectation.
He Yu's face was ugly. The big eagle on Wei Rui's shoulder was not a simple one. It was one that Wei Wuyin, the ancestor of the Beastmaster family, extracted from the countless alien beasts' phantoms in the Beastmaster's holy talisman.
Yin somehow penetrated a trace of the origin of the Beast Messenger's holy talisman.
Although Wei Rui's cultivation level was only in the middle stage of Earth Immortal, with the help of the eagle transformed into the beast's sacred talisman, even the late Earth Immortal did not dare to face Wei Rui directly.
At this moment, being stared at by the big eagle, He Yu's heart was pounding and he was extremely nervous, but he scolded Zhuo Wen in his heart. If it weren't for Zhuo Wen, how could he have fallen to this point.
"Brother He, what do you want to do? You haven't answered my question just now?" Wei Rui casually walked into the building and said calmly.
He Yu's eyes flickered and he sighed softly and said: "I was injured by that Zhuo Wen. He is very strong and I am no match for him."
Wei Rui's eyes narrowed, he pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "That Zhuo Wen is indeed extraordinary. If it were me, I would not take the initiative to provoke such evil stars. Brother He is indeed very courageous."
He Yu's face turned red. He stared at Wei Rui coldly and said, "Brother Wei, your family and I have a good relationship. I was seriously injured this time. You helped me get over the road of death. He will definitely thank you very much in the future."
With a smile on his face, Wei Rui said, "This matter is easy to discuss. With the relationship between your family and my family, there's nothing wrong with helping Brother He."
With that said, Wei Rui walked towards He Yu, and He Yu narrowed his eyes, cupped his fists, and said with a smile, "Thank you so much, Brother Wei."
boom!
However, as soon as He Yu finished speaking, Wei Rui's eyes burst out with coldness. He quickly pinched out the five fingers of his right hand and then violently blasted it at He Yu.
At the moment when Wei Rui attacked, the big eagle roared loudly and jumped into the sky. Countless wings flew out, forming a feather sword in Wei Rui's hand. With a whooshing sound, the feather sword flew out violently.
Stab towards He Yu's heart.
At the same time, the big eagle opened and closed its wings, and then the wind roared, forming an extremely thick wall of wind behind He Yu, completely blocking He Yu's retreat.
"Wei Rui, what do you mean?"
He Yu screamed sharply, and with the same squeeze of his right hand, he immediately used the magic sword, spear and sword shadow. Three huge knives, spears and sword shadows suddenly rushed out and blasted towards Wei Rui.
Wei Rui's mouth was filled with a sneer, and he said: "Brother He, doesn't he have the same idea as me? Otherwise, how could he use the magic attack so quickly? If Wei didn't strike first, Brother He might have already taken action.
Bar?"
After saying that, Wei Rui remained silent. He twisted his waist and shuttled through the three shadows of weapons like a shuttle. Then he slashed out with his feather sword. In a moment, the three shadows of weapons were everywhere.
Collapse, collapse.
He Yu's injuries were too serious, and even the King Blade Sacred Talisman was stripped out by Zhuo Wen. He was now incomparable to Wei Rui in his prime.
After breaking through the three phantoms, the sneer on Wei Rui's lips became thicker, and the feathered sword flew straight to the center of He Yu's eyebrows.
At this moment, He Yu's face was ashen, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes showed his intention to die. He was too seriously injured and was already at the end of his strength. He was no match for Wei Rui.
He knew the reason why Wei Rui took action, so at this moment, he immediately shouted: "Wei Rui, the trace of the origin of the King Blade Holy Talisman has been taken away by Zhuo Wen, there is no point in killing me."
Wei Rui's eyes were startled, then his murderous intention became stronger, and he didn't believe He Yu's words at all.
"You forced me!"
He Yu roared angrily, and a terrifying power like a violent wind and huge waves suddenly burst out from his body, and then boundless white light filled He Yu's entire body.
"Does this lunatic want his soul to explode?"
Wei Rui suddenly stopped and whistled, and the big eagle above suddenly swooped down, carrying Wei Rui on him, then soared upwards and flew away into the distance.
However, the eagle did not fly past for long. He Yu's soul exploded completely, and then a terrifying wave of air surged in like an overwhelming mountain. Although the surrounding death energy was terrifying, under this terrifying explosion, death
The energy seemed to have been annihilated, completely gone.
Wei Rui's eyes showed fear. The range of the soul's self-destruction was too large. He knew that it was impossible to avoid it completely, so he screamed sharply, and the big eagle directly folded its wings and enveloped Wei Rui's entire body.
The moment the big eagle wrapped Wei Rui inside, the power of the explosion filled the air and instantly overwhelmed the big eagle.
The noise of the self-destruction was so loud that the entire dead end was shaken by it. The warriors in other places on the dead end all felt something and looked up.
At the end of the dead end, an elegant figure walked slowly, and in the darkness around him, irregular-shaped black shadows continued to appear.
However, the moment the black shadow swept over, this elegant figure seemed to have invisible power. The black shadow exploded into a ball of black mist within a few feet around it, and there was no way it could be spared.
"Huh? Someone's soul has self-destructed? Judging from this fluctuation, it should be the soul of the late Earth Immortal."
This figure suddenly stopped. He looked into the distance with a look of deep contemplation. But soon, he lost interest and continued walking forward.
"It seems that I should be the first to arrive at this dead end. The only ones who can be valued by me this time are Chen Yan and Na Zhuowen!"
Mentioning Zhuo Wen, this figure's eyes had a fiery look. He had the deepest experience of the invisible ripples that Zhuo Wen diffused from the ancient rock.
Others may not know it, but he knows that Zhuo Wen may have truly understood the meaning of Tao.
Thinking of the illusory Taoist intention, Yuan Hongwen only felt excited and trembling. He was only a tiny distance away from the Taoist intention. He knew that if he could fight with Na Zhuowen and realize the real Taoist intention, then he might be able to
Able to fully understand the meaning of Tao.
"Zhuo Wen! I'm looking forward to meeting you outside my life. When the time comes, a battle between you and me will be inevitable!"
Yuan Hongwen murmured in a low voice, and immediately took a step forward. His whole body was filled with fighting spirit, and he rose into the sky. Suddenly, all the hidden black shadows in the darkness around him exploded on their own.
And Yuan Hongwen took a step forward, walked directly out of the dead end, and entered the vibrant road of life. On that road of life, there was only one towering tree.
This towering tree rose in a spiral, eventually leading to the endless void, where there was a white vortex.
Yuan Hongwen stood under the towering tree. He was not in a hurry to get up, but sat cross-legged under the tree. He was waiting for someone, waiting for someone he had to fight.
On the black pool on the other side of the dead end, Zhuo Wen passed by, and then he felt the terrifying fluctuations of the self-destruction of the soul. He felt a familiar feeling in this fluctuation.
"He Yu..."
Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly and was silent for a moment. He did not move towards the direction of the explosion, but towards the exit of the dead end.
No matter what happened to He Yu, it had nothing to do with Zhuo Wen. After all, Zhuo Wen had already obtained the important things in He Yu. Even in the past, it was of little benefit to him and was a waste of time.
Soon, Zhuo Wen came to the edge of the dead end. He saw several figures walking slowly forward in front of the edge of the dead end. Around these figures, strange black shadows sprang out, performing various strange moves to block the way.