Three long rainbows instantly fell over Ziwei Sect.
These three rainbows are respectively three teams, and the leaders in front of the teams are actually the two true gods of disaster.
These three two-disaster true gods are much more powerful than the great elders of the Ziwei Sect, and the aura of fire on their bodies is much stronger than that of ordinary two-disaster true gods. They are at least powerful two-disaster true gods who have survived more than five fires.
A bald man glanced at Zhuo Wen, who was still alive in the Ziwei Sect, but didn't care. The aura on Zhuo Wen's body was not strong, it was just a disaster.
For a bald man, the true god of disaster is just like an ant, which can be destroyed with a wave of his hand.
The bald man turned to look at the leaders of the other two Changhongs, and said with a smile: "Xiucai Suan, Miss Jingxue, how come you two came in such a timely manner?"
At the head of another Changhong, a man dressed as a scholar in a white gown gave the bald man a sidelong glance and said, "How you got here is how we got here."
And another young woman whose aura was no weaker than that of the man in white shirt and the bald man smiled and said: "Didn't you two come here because of the news about Lord Lei Qi? I don't believe that you will come by such a coincidence!"
The man in white shirt and the bald man both nodded. The reason why they came to Ziwei Sect was indeed because they received the sudden message from Lei Qi.
The content of the news is that Ziwei Sect has been destroyed!
In addition, their three major galaxies are closest to the Ziwei Sect. Although Lei Qi's words are concise and concise, the meaning is very clear, that is, the Ziwei galaxy will be handed over to them, and whoever gets it among the three of them will get it!
For just a moment, all three of them looked evil, secretly wary of each other.
"Haha! You two, you don't have to be like this. The Ziwei Sect has been destroyed. With Master Lei Qi's vision and strength, he will definitely look down on the Ziwei Sect's wealth. But for the three of us, the Ziwei Sect's
Everything is extraordinary."
"How about this. How about we share the Ziwei Sect's things equally among the three of us? This way we don't have to get into an unpleasant fight over this matter."
The bald man laughed and looked at the man in white shirt and the young woman.
Both the man in the white shirt and the young woman showed hesitation. The three of them were about the same strength. If a fight broke out, there would be no benefit at all, and both sides might suffer losses.
If the problem can be solved peacefully, they will naturally want it.
Zhuo Wen looked calmly at the three bald men above him without saying a word, but the murderous intent in his eyes was surging.
Although he had just come to Ziwei Sect not long ago, he didn't even have any sense of belonging to Ziwei Sect.
But when he saw Xiang Chu die in front of him and the words Xiang Chu said before his death, Zhuo Wen's heart was touched.
Zhuo Wen, the three people in front of him, had heard Yun Chuyu mention that these three people were the masters of three galaxies not far from the Ziwei galaxy.
Among them, the bald man is Shi Han, the patriarch of the Shanshan Sect in the Shake Galaxy Galaxy, the scholar in white is Ni Boxue, the patriarch of the Shuhai Sect in the Shuhai Galaxy, and the young woman is Jing Xue, the patriarch of the Hehuan Sect in the Hehuan Galaxy.
These three major galaxies are all second-level galaxies. These three people are not weak in strength. Although they are also two-disaster true gods, they are not ordinary two-disaster true gods. Their strength is probably comparable to the ordinary three-disaster true gods.
At this moment, Shi Han, Ni Boxue and Jing Xue decided to divide the Ziwei Galaxy equally. After the discussion, the bald man looked at Zhuo Wen, who was as motionless as a statue below him again, and said: "Get out, or you won't have a chance later.
Already."
Zhuo Wen raised his head, looked at Shi Han and said, "I want to ask you, when did Lei Qi destroy the Ziwei Sect?"
Shi Han was startled, but he didn't expect that Zhuo Wen not only refused to leave, but also questioned him, which made him furious.
"Looking at you, you must be a disciple of the Ziwei Sect, right? Tsk, tsk, you are such a pathetic person. You don't even know when the sect will be destroyed."
Having said this, Shi Han's eyes were cold, and he burst out with murderous intent, saying: "Also, I, Shi Han, usually only give people one chance. Since you don't cherish it, then you have no chance. Wujue, kill this person."
son!"
"Since the Ziwei Sect has been destroyed, you should follow and join the many disciples of the Ziwei Sect under the Nine Springs! They all know the answer you want."
Shi Han said as a young man with a cold expression walked out behind him.
This young man has good cultivation and has reached the level of the First Disaster God. Moreover, this young man has the aura of the thunder disaster, so he is obviously the First Disaster God who has survived the thunder disaster.
"Remember, the name of the person who killed you is Wujue."
The young man licked his lips, his eyes revealed a bloodthirsty light, and his figure disappeared into the void like a ghost.
Whoosh!
Zhuo Wen was still standing where he was, but at some point, the five senses had rushed behind him, and deep in his hand was a dagger with a cold light.
The direction the tip of the dagger was facing happened to be the back of Zhuo Wen's head.
Obviously, Wujue intends to kill Zhuo Wen with one blow and completely wipe out Zhuo Wen's soul. Such methods are not cruel!
The corners of Shui Han's mouth curled up slightly, and he looked down at Zhuo Wen. He knew that at the next moment, the young man in front of him would become a cold corpse.
Ni Boxue and Jing Xue had expressionless faces. They were not even interested in looking at Zhuo Wen. What they were thinking about now was how to divide the Ziwei Galaxy to their advantage.
Poof!
Suddenly, blood mist erupted behind Zhuo Wen, and then a scream came, and the right hand holding the dagger was cut off without knowing when.
"Remember, the name of the person who killed you is Zhuo Wen!"
Zhuo Wen held the Purple Galaxy Divine Sword and glanced at the broken arm behind him. His face was full of fear. He slashed out with his right hand and the purple sword light burst out, turning into a purple sky bridge in mid-air.
Wujue wanted to dodge, but unfortunately, the sword light was too fast, and his body was directly penetrated by the purple overpass, and then his whole body exploded into blood mist, and his body was destroyed.
Shui Han's face suddenly froze, and Ni Boxue and Jing Xue, who were originally indifferent, paid attention to Zhuo Wen for the first time.
"I like to give others two chances. You wasted one chance, so you have another chance. Now I ask you again, when was the Ziwei Sect destroyed?" Zhuo Wen held a sword in his right hand, white clothes fluttering, and his eyes fell on
Shui Han, who looked ugly.
Shui Han was trembling with anger. He, the majestic second-level galaxy master, was actually questioned like this by a true god of disaster.
What's even more annoying is that the God of Disaster is so arrogant and even threatens to give him another chance. He really doesn't know what to say.
"kill him!"
Shui Han's voice was full of murderous intent, and the five subordinates behind him rushed out and rushed towards Zhuo Wen.
This time Shuihan brought six subordinates, all of whom were true gods. After Wujue was killed, these five were left.
These five people are all very powerful, four of them are the True God of Disaster, and the other one is the strongest, and his cultivation has actually reached the level of a True God.
With such a lineup, even an ordinary second-disaster true god might fall under the siege of such a lineup.
"Well, you don't have any chance anymore!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes turned cold, and he slashed out with his sword. The sword shadows flew into the air, turning into sword shadows and thorns, like countless snake shadows, wrapping all five people in them.
Now that Zhuo Wen has been promoted to the True God, the power of the "Swordsmanship of Destroying Paths" that he can exert is also extremely powerful. The single move of piercing the thorns with the sword is much more powerful than before.
The five people were caught off guard and were stabbed into thorns with swords, making them extremely embarrassed.
Zhuo Wen, on the other hand, was strolling leisurely, slowly weaving through the thorns, his speed was so fast that he could only see a faint purple shadow.
Poof!
Among the purple shadows, there is purple sword light.
The sword light was like lightning, quickly passing through the roars of the five people, splashing sharp blood, and then a stream of heads burst out.
The moment the purple shadow broke out of the thorn bush, Zhuo Wen sheathed his sword and stood up. Five heads flew away, and blood was like rain.
"you……"
Shui Han's face was full of shock. He stared at Zhuo Wen. Five true gods joined forces, including a two-disaster true god. He was not an enemy of this person with one move.
What kind of monster is this person? He is obviously just a disaster god, but he kills the true god like a dog.
Ni Boxue and Jing Xue also had shocked faces. They couldn't figure out why the young man in front of them was obviously just a disaster god. Why did he unleash such terrifying fighting power? This was simply unbelievable.
"It's your turn next!"
Zhuo Wen turned his head, his eyes as cold as a demon.
Seeing Zhuo Wen's indifferent gaze, Shui Han's heart trembled, and he felt a hint of fear.
He actually showed fear when facing a true god of disaster, which was unimaginable to him before.
"Wait a minute! We have something to discuss. I think you are here for the Ziwei Sect, so why don't we share the Ziwei Galaxy with you equally?" Shui Han said quickly.
The combat power Zhuo Wen displayed was not weaker than him at all, and even a little beyond his expectations, so he did not dare to confront him head-on.
"I said, I gave you two chances, but you were not sure, so I'm sorry, you have no chance now!"
Zhuo Wen ignored Shui Han's words of resignation, kicked his right foot, stabbed out with his sword, and used the sword's initial appearance.
A flash of sword light was like the rising sun, flying towards Shui Han's brow at extremely fast speed.
Shui Han was shocked and angry. He knew that the young man in front of him was determined to fight him.
Thinking of this, Shui Han showed murderous intent in his eyes and took out a large knife inlaid with a gold ring.
"The storm breaks the waves!"
Shui Han took a deep breath, raised the knife above his head, and then slashed downwards.
Wow!
Terrifying golden light emerged, and the surrounding area of tens of millions of feet was spread and shrouded by the boundless golden sea at some unknown time.
Ni Boxue and Jing Xue both led their respective teams and retreated tens of millions of feet away. They looked at this scene with shocked eyes.
They naturally knew that Breaking the Waves was Shui Han's strongest move.
Now Shui Han uses this move as soon as he takes action. Obviously this person poses a great threat to Shui Han, forcing him to use this move.
Wow!
A golden sword fell from the sky and struck the surface of the golden sea. Then the huge golden sea split into two, setting off one after another terrifying golden waves that were tens of thousands of feet, hundreds of thousands feet, millions of feet high.
Directly under the golden knife, which is also the central part where the golden sea is disconnected, Zhuo Wen stood quietly, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes. This Shui Han is not an ordinary two-disaster true god. He is not weak in strength. He is better than Song Jiahao back then.