At this moment, all the monks in Youhuan Sect were in a daze.
The white-haired old man is the law enforcement elder of Youhuan Sect and the strongest person stationed in Youhuan Sect this time.
But now that the strongest man was killed like this, it's really unbelievable.
And what on earth is that giant beast wrapped in dense magic mist? The pressure is so terrifying that it suppresses many Netherworld Sect disciples, trembling all over and not daring to move.
Zhuo Wen jumped up and landed on Qiu, looking down at the many trembling Youhuan Sect disciples in the Youhuan Sect.
"My name is Zhuo Wen, who among you still wants to kill me? Come on, keep attacking me!" Zhuo Wen's indifferent voice sounded faintly.
What responded to Zhuo Wen was a period of silence. Even the law enforcement elders of Youhuan Sect died in the hands of this person, let alone them.
Moreover, this person also has Heavenly Domain Starry Sky Marrow and other heaven-defying things in his body, and there are quite a lot of them. Every time he is seriously injured, he can quickly return to his peak with the help of Heavenly Domain Starry Sky Marrow, so how can he defeat him.
Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the outside of Youhuan Sect, and he naturally saw that many casual cultivators had set up a trap and kill formation outside Youhuan Sect.
Boom!
With a sudden movement of his claws, dense ripples appeared on the surface of the Netherworld Sect. This was the Netherworld Sect's sect-protecting formation.
Although Xi was extremely powerful after revealing his true form, this was after all a sect-protecting formation set up by the Youhuan Sect for countless years. It was almost impossible for him to destroy it.
Of course, if Zhuo Wen follows the original path and returns to the one-person-sized exit that he cracked before entering the Netherworld Sect, he can still leave the Netherworld Sect.
However, now that he has even used the Devouring True Body, he naturally has no intention of using that exit.
"Why don't you open your sect-protecting formation yet?"
Zhuo Wen looked coldly at the remaining seven or eight elders not far away. In the previous battle, several elders died at the hands of Zhuo Wen, and only these seven or eight were left alive.
The seven or eight elders were trembling and looked at Zhuo Wen in fear. One of the elders trembled: "The sect-protecting formation is mainly run by the law enforcement elders. Now that he is dead, we can't open it at all, so..."
Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly, then reached out with his right hand, and with the help of the power of bite, the billowing magic mist turned into a big hand, and he pinched the speaking elder in his hand.
"You're lying!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold, and immediately the terrifying magic mist imprisoned this person, and then the huge spiritual consciousness unceremoniously invaded this person's soul space.
Opening his eyes, Zhuo Wen's face turned ugly. He took out a jade talisman from the person's body. The light of the jade talisman slowly faded away. It was obvious that someone had just sent a message to this person.
His spiritual consciousness penetrated the jade talisman, and there was only one sentence in it: "Hold Zhuo Wen, I will be back soon!"
"Who is delivering the news?" Zhuo Wen looked at this person indifferently.
The man was trembling all over. He hesitated and said, "I...I don't know..."
"you do not know?"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold, and when he was about to continue speaking, a vast spiritual consciousness spread from the starry sky at the other end of the Star Continent, followed by a suffocating and terrifying aura.
"Ignorant child, quickly surrender and hand over everything you have obtained. Otherwise, I will destroy all nine of your clans and make everyone involved with you suffer."
A sound like muffled thunder came from far away in the starry sky, booming in every monk's mind.
Zhuo Wen frowned, this voice was mainly aimed at him, it actually impacted his soul.
It's a pity that his soul is much more powerful than ordinary Xutian monks. This person's soul is indeed powerful, but it may not be that easy to injure Zhuo Wen's soul.
On the contrary, many casual cultivators gathered around Youhuan Sect fell into a state of confusion for a moment because of this sound.
"The ancestor is back, we are saved!"
The disciples of Youhuan Sect, who were originally in despair, all glowed with hope, with a different look on their faces.
Even the elder whose neck was pinched by Zhuo Wen showed a relaxed look and couldn't help but sneered at Zhuo Wen: "Our ancestor of the Youhuan Sect is back. If you know better, let me go. Otherwise, you will really die."
The chance is gone."
"Noisy!"
Zhuo Wen was too lazy to pay attention to the threat from the elder in front of him. With a thought, the billowing demonic energy enveloped the man. He only heard a shrill scream, and then the person was completely swallowed up by the devouring demonic energy.
"You are so brave. In front of me, you actually dare to kill people from my Youhuan Sect!"
The cold voice of Youwu Death came again, this time the voice was even louder, as if it was very close at hand.
Zhuo Wen's mouth was filled with a sarcastic smile. Others may not know it, but he knew that You Wu Death was still some distance away from Youhuan Sect.
Zhuo Wen's current spiritual consciousness is enough to cross the distance of 300 galaxies, and he can even detect the specific location of Netherworld.
He knew that it would probably take some time for You Wu to arrive here completely.
"Why don't you dare?"
Zhuo Wen roared, and the terrifying magic mist instantly spread throughout the Netherworld Sect. In the magic mist, swallowing vortices were like tricky poisonous snakes, rushing towards the surrounding Netherworld Sect disciples.
Some disciples with low cultivation base were basically eliminated by the swallowing vortex. As for the quite powerful disciples, they could barely resist the sudden swallowing vortex around them.
Zhuo Wen is hiding in the magic mist, holding the Purple Galaxy Divine Sword in his right hand, and the purple sword condensed with six levels of Taoism in his left hand. He is surrounded by the Beginningless Demonic Gold Sword, and he shuttles through the magic mist like a ghost.
Didn’t You Wu die not let him kill the disciples of Youhuan Sect?
Today, under the spiritual consciousness of You Wushu, he killed all the disciples of Youhuan Sect without leaving any trace behind.
Zhuo Wen placed his first target on the remaining seven elders.
Shi Geng didn't hold anything back, attaching Ji Lei's energy to the magic mist, making it impossible to guard against it.
He even released his two great talents, the Purgatory and the Thunder Eye, and saw only one disciple of the Netherworld Sect die.
Even for very powerful disciples, it becomes much more difficult to resist.
Poof!
Poof!
Zhuo Wenzun was like a ghost, using his sword as fast as lightning, and then a disciple of the Youhuan Sect died.
Finally, he rushed in front of the seven elders, and the Beginningless Demonic Golden Sword turned into a huge vortex of murderous intent, and slammed into them.
Naturally, the seven elders would not sit still and wait for death, and took action one after another, trying to block the whirlpool of murderous intent.
Unfortunately, the murderous vortex was extremely powerful and instantly killed the first three people, but at the expense of the three elders, the momentum of the murderous vortex was also stopped.
Zhuo Wen flew out from behind the still whirlpool of murderous intent, and the soul-stirring needle flew out suddenly, without warning, it penetrated into the center of the fourth elder's eyebrows, destroying his soul and the virtual bridge, killing him completely.
At the same time, Zhuo Wen used the purple sword in both hands and simultaneously used the seventh form of "Swordsmanship of Destruction of the Way", Jianyou Taixu.
The mysterious and superb swordsmanship was like an ethereal stream of light. In an instant, it passed through the necks of the remaining three elders and chopped off their heads.
And Zhuo Wen's powerful spiritual consciousness invaded the three people's bodies without hesitation and destroyed their virtual bridge.
After killing the seven elders, Zhuo Wen jumped up and landed on Qiu again, and his consciousness had already detected that You Wusei's figure was very close to this place.
"Little beast, you are dead! I, Youwu, will not kill you until I die today, and I swear that I will not be a human being!"
A roaring sound like thunder rushed straight towards him.
With You Wu Death's powerful spiritual consciousness, he could naturally clearly detect everything that happened here.
Here, there were fifteen elders left in the Youhuan Sect, and now they were all killed by Zhuo Wen alone.
Moreover, countless disciples of the Netherworld Sect have died, and now there are very few disciples of the Netherworld Sect that he can detect.
The disciples of the sect are the foundation of the sect, and there are many talented people among them whose future achievements are limitless.
Now that most of these talented disciples have been killed by Zhuo Wen, the future development of the Netherworld Sect will enter a blank period, and it will be very difficult to recover.
This is the seed that is related to the rise and fall of Youhuan Sect. Now that almost all of them have been killed, how can Youwu not be annoyed or angry?
Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed slightly. During his spiritual detection, the speed of You Wu Death suddenly accelerated, and he was afraid that he would arrive here soon.
Zhuo Wen knew that he couldn't stay here any longer, otherwise if he really collided with You Wu Death, it would be too late for him to leave.
After all, Youwu Death is an old monster from Xutian Badeng, so he cannot be his opponent.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen put away his true body, and immediately unfolded the wings of the candle dragon and flew to the exit he had made before.
After walking out of the exit, Zhuo Wen immediately activated the temporary teleportation array and left the Youhuan Sect in an instant.
Not long after Zhuo Wen teleported, a terrifying and majestic figure cut through the starry sky like a stream of light and slammed into the Star Continent where the Youhuan Sect was located.
The entire continent trembled, and the many casual cultivators in the continent showed horror in their eyes, staring blankly at Youwu Death in front of them, not daring to make a sound.
You must know that the Youwu Death in front of you is an old monster from Xutian Baden. He is a powerful person that is difficult for casual cultivators like them to reach. No one dares to offend him.
You Wusei had no time to check on Youhuan Sect, and stared intently at Zhuo Wen who had left not far away with the help of a temporary teleportation array.
"Where to run? Even if you rush to the ends of the earth today, I will catch you back and die!"
Youwu died with a low roar, jumped up, and followed the teleportation fluctuations at extremely fast speeds before disappearing in place.
"Then Zhuo Wen is really brave. In front of a strong man like You Wushi, he dared to kill the disciples of Youhuan Sect!"
"I think this guy is brave. Since he has already killed people from the Youhuan Sect, why not kill a few more?"
"It's just that the Youhuan Sect's vitality has been severely damaged this time. The fifteen elders and countless disciples may not be able to recover at all in a thousand years!"
On the Star Continent, many monks were discussing, some were sighing, some were ridiculing...