Zhuo Wen's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he silently stared at the terrifying explosion in front of him. Then he thrust the Immortal Slayer Sword into the Fuxi Cauldron, counting silently in his heart.
"Twenty breaths!"
Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice, and immediately pulled out the Immortal Slaying Sword and slashed out with his right hand. The terrifying huge crescent-shaped sword light thousands of feet high flew out again and rushed directly into the explosion.
After slashing out the sword light, Zhuo Wen inserted the Immortal Sword into the Fuxi Cauldron again, and after twenty breaths, he slashed out another sword glow.
The explosion lasted for about two hundred breaths, and during this period, Zhuo Wen slashed out a total of ten sword lights and rushed into the explosion.
When the last sword light rushed into the explosion group, a shattering sound was heard, and then Pan Fei's shrill scream was heard in the explosion group.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were like a torch. Pan Fei's Big Dipper flag was not simple. At the moment when the soul exploded, Zhuo Wen saw through the billowing fire waves that Pan Fei used the Big Dipper flag to barely block the terrifying explosion energy.
This is why, at the moment of the explosion, Zhuo Wen did not hesitate to use the Fuxi Cauldron to blessing the Immortal Sword and cut it out. His purpose was to completely break the balance of Pan Fei who barely persisted in the explosion.
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The ten terrifying sword lights blessed by Fuxi Cauldron completely broke Pan Fei's balance, and Pan Fei's Earthly Immortal Sacred Artifact, the Big Dipper Flag, was finally completely destroyed by the dual offensive of the soul's self-destruction and the sword light.
The fragments were shattered.
When the Big Dipper flag was shattered, Pan Fei was protected by the immortal essence all over his body, but in the face of the terrifying explosion energy, even if he tried his best to defend with the immortal essence, it was still to no avail.
The shrill screams kept coming, mixed with Pan Fei's curses on Zhuo Wen. In the wave of fire, Pan Fei was seen twitching and rolling, suffering extreme pain.
Perhaps because he couldn't bear the pain, Pan Fei burned his own soul and forcibly teleported within the unstable explosion range in that space.
Poof!
When Pan Fei appeared at the end of the dead end, his whole body was charred black, and clouds of blood mist continued to spurt out from acupuncture points all over his body, and his breath was extremely weak.
However, as soon as Pan Fei left the range of the fire wave, he took a breath, and a sound broke through the air. Then Zhuo Wen didn't know when, but Zhuo Wen came from behind and punched fiercely, without any impact on Pan Fei.
Any chance.
Pan Fei roared low, mobilized the only immortal energy in his body, condensed it in his palm, and sent out a palm to meet Zhuo Wen's fist.
Click!
It's a pity that Pan Fei's resistance is really insignificant to Zhuo Wen, who has the Little Perfection Holy Body. The moment his right palm touched Zhuo Wen, he was directly punched by Zhuo Wen and turned into powder and exploded into balls.
Blood mist.
Poof!
Pan Fei spat out a mouthful of blood and flew it out upside down. His lips were trembling and his face was pale and bloodless.
"die!"
Zhuo Wen didn't give Pan Fei a chance at all. He stepped on his right foot and appeared above Pan Fei in an instant. Then he pointed his right finger in the void and pointed directly at Pan Fei's eyebrows. Countless water droplets condensed on Zhuo Wen's finger.
tip.
"No! Zhuo Wen, don't kill me, spare me!"
Pan Fei's eyes widened, and he stared upward at the indifferent young man. He didn't care about his face at all, and immediately begged for mercy, but a trace of regret arose in his heart.
If he knew that Zhuo Wen was so perverted, there was no way he would take the initiative to provoke this evil star.
"late!"
Zhuo Wen spat out this sentence lightly, and the fingertips of his right hand fell directly between Pan Fei's eyebrows, and then the water droplets from the underworld poured into Pan Fei's sea of consciousness, and spread to Pan Fei's body, frantically absorbing Pan Fei's essence.
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But in an instant, Pan Fei was sucked into a mummy. Then Zhuo Wen's right hand turned into a claw and grabbed Pan Fei's lower abdomen, directly grabbing the soul from his Dantian.
Ignoring Pan Fei's begging for mercy, he directly wiped out Pan Fei's consciousness and used the Devouring Curse to continuously ban him. After completely banning the soul, he directly threw him into the spiritual ring.
Zhuo Wen's series of actions were so fast that before Ji Chenyan and others could react, Pan Fei had already died unexpectedly, and even his soul was taken away by Zhuo Wen.
hiss!
When they reacted, they all took a deep breath, especially Shi Bin, who was extremely uneasy. When Yuan Hongwen had a very high opinion of Zhuo Wen, he had the same idea as Pan Fei.
If Pan Fei hadn't taken action first, maybe Shi Bin would have taken action to prove himself.
But now Pan Fei's tragic end made Shi Bin feel extremely happy, and his heart was not only afraid of Zhuo Wen, but also reached the level of fear.
He is also at the peak of the Earth Immortal, and Pan Fei is no weaker than him. If he were to put himself in his shoes, if he were the one facing Zhuo Wen, he would probably end up in the same fate as Pan Fei.
"Does the dignified Son of God also like to use this kind of trick?" Zhuo Wen looked at Yuan Hongwen indifferently and sneered.
Yuan Hongwen smiled slightly. He took a deep look at Zhuo Wen and said, "It's just to test whether Brother Zhuo is qualified to fight me."
"Do you have it now?" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
Yuan Hongwen pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "Of course I have it!"
"Then let's fight!" Zhuo Wen's eyes burst out with cold light and he said in a deep voice.
Yuan Hongwen stood up slowly, his fighting spirit getting higher and higher. He stared at Zhuo Wen, laughed and said: "What's wrong with a fight? However, before that, I hope you don't take advantage of Zhuo Wen and me.
During the battle, brother, if you take the opportunity to escape, the first place can only be selected between me and Zhuo Wen, you are not qualified!"
Having said this, Yuan Hongwen looked at Ji Chenyan, Kong Haoqian and the other five people indifferently, and his words naturally aroused dissatisfaction among the five people.
However, Yuan Hongwen did not give them a chance to complain. He took out a scroll from the spiritual ring, opened it violently, took out a writing brush from somewhere in his right hand, and wrote in the scroll with flying colors.
"I am the king of this world, seal it!"
After finishing writing, Yuan Hongwen suddenly grabbed the scroll and threw it onto the towering tree. The scroll instantly expanded and instantly covered the exit above the towering tree.
And this scroll is not simple, it contains extremely terrifying forbidden power.
However, Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed slightly, showing a solemn look, because he felt the powerful power of the ancient ban in the scroll.
Moreover, the ancient taboos in this scroll are very powerful and mysterious. Even Zhuo Wen, who is a master of the curse-devouring taboos, cannot understand the details of the ancient taboos in this scroll. I am afraid that this scroll should be from the hands of an arcanist who is proficient in the ancient taboos.
"Sealing the Scroll?"
Ji Chenyan's beautiful eyes were slightly frowned, and her pretty face was gloomy. Kong Haoqian and others also reacted, and their expressions changed slightly. Apparently they had heard of this world-sealing scroll, and their expressions were not very good.
This world-sealing scroll has the power to seal a world, and its sealing power is very strong. It is basically impossible for gods and gods to break the seal of this world-sealing scroll.
It can be said that none of the warriors who entered the road of life and death this time have the ability to break this boundary-sealing scroll.
Yuan Hongwen jumped up to the high branches of the towering tree. He looked down at Zhuo Wen and said calmly: "Brother Zhuo Wen, can you fight with Yuan? Yuan knows that you should have understood the meaning from the ancient rock. Let's Yuan, let’s see the true power of Taoism.”
"Tao meaning?"
As soon as Yuan Hongwen said these words, Ji Chenyan, Kong Haoqian, Shi Bin, Situ Nianyue and Dong Qixin were really moved. The Taoist message was like thunder to their ears.
Legend has it that in ancient times, those who were at the level of true Immortal Saints, and those who could truly be called Immortal Saints, generally touched upon the aspect of Taoism.
But now, geniuses who can touch the meaning of Tao are extremely rare. The only one they know of so far is Yuan Hongwen, and there is no one who understands the meaning of Tao at all.
But now, Yuan Hongwen said that Zhuo Wen had completely understood the meaning of Tao, how could they not be shocked.
Zhuo Wen took a deep look at Yuan Hongwen and said: "If you want to appreciate the power of Taoism, then it depends on whether you have the ability to force me to use Taoism."
With that said, Zhuo Wen took a step forward, invisible ripples spread under his feet, and his figure disappeared in place, and then landed silently on the branch opposite Yuan Hongwen. The two faced each other from a distance, with monstrous emotions bursting out of their eyes. of fighting spirit.
Whoosh whoosh!
At the same time, figures emerged from the dead end. The leader of them was a person with a big eagle standing on his shoulders. However, this person was in ragged clothes and his face was pale and bloodless.
This person was none other than Wei Rui from the Beastmaster family. He forced He Yu Yuanshen to self-destruct. Although he tried his best, he still suffered serious injuries.
And if you look carefully, you can see that the big eagle on his shoulder is covered in blood, and its feathers have fallen off in many places. It looks even more depressed than Wei Rui himself.
Looking at the sluggish eagle on his shoulder, Wei Rui sighed in his heart. After He Yu Yuanshen blew himself up, he only managed to escape the disaster by relying solely on the protection of the eagle, which was the origin of the beast messenger's holy talisman.
But it also caused the big eagle to suffer irreparable wounds. I am afraid that it will take a lot of time and resources for the big eagle to recover.
Thinking that he had ended up like this, Wei Rui hated He Yu so much that he also hated Zhuo Wen. If Zhuo Wen hadn't made He Yu look like that, he wouldn't have been greedy. I wanted to deal with He Yu, but he wouldn't be in such a mess because of it.
Moreover, after He Yu's self-destruction, Wei Rui specifically searched for He Yu's spiritual ring and found that there was no trace of the origin of the King's Blade Holy Talisman and the Earthly Immortal Sacred Artifact Sword of Killing Immortals in its spiritual ring.
He knew that what He Yu said before was true. The origins of the Immortal Sword and the King's Blade Talisman were taken away by Na Zhuo Wen, so he hated Na Zhuo Wen.
"Um?"
Wei Rui arrived at the edge of the dead end and found that the edge of the dead end was in ruins. He couldn't help but look surprised, but soon his eyes fell on two distant figures facing each other on the big tree on the road ahead.
"It's Yuan Hongwen, and... Zhuo Wen?"
Wei Rui stared at one of the two figures, frowning slightly, with a strange look in his eyes.