The encirclement at the front of the evil spirit army suddenly erupted with a terrifying force, and then many evil spirits were thrown away like garbage.
Among the countless evil spirits thrown away, a figure in white clothes suddenly jumped out, holding a royal sword in his right hand, surrounded by three divine swords and a huge meteor hammer.
These four artifacts are not ordinary. They are the Thunder Fire Sword, the Blood Immortal Sword, the Nine Ultimate Divine Pattern Sword and the Sky-Destroying Meteor. They are all at the level of sub-sky-shattering artifacts.
Four artifacts surround Zhuo Wen, forming a powerful defensive force to block the countless evil spirits surrounding him.
Moreover, Zhuo Wen was even more powerful. He held the King Sword in his hand and rushed directly into the evil spirit army. He slashed out the King Sword in his hand so fast that only the faint shadow of the King Sword could be seen.
And every time the King's Sword is swung, it can instantly blast all the evil spirits around it into powder. Under the King's Sword, these evil spirits are simply more fragile than tofu.
In this way, Zhuo Wen, one man and one sword, shuttled among countless evil spirits. As if entering a deserted land, all the evil spirits were basically under Zhuo Wen's king sword and could not withstand a single blow.
As for the attacks from the surrounding evil spirits, Zhuo Wen simply ignored them. With the defense of four heaven-shattering artifacts, he basically didn't need to actively defend, he could just attack.
As a result, everyone was surprised to find such a scene. Among the dense army of evil spirits, a figure in white went against the current. Wherever it passed, all the evil spirits were killed and disappeared.
Zhuo Wen's bold behavior naturally aroused the anger of countless evil spirits. Countless evil spirits jumped up one after another and attacked Zhuo Wen like falling rain. The evil spirits next to him did not miss any opening.
, crowding Zhuowen in all directions.
Suddenly, Zhuo Wen's pressure became much greater. The four heaven-breaking artifacts were not airtight. When more and more evil spirits gathered, gaps in the defense were often blown out. Then the evil spirits
The offensive also fell on Zhuo Wen.
But Zhuo Wen's physical body has been soaked in the blood of the true dragon. Although the physical strength is not as strong as the Devouring King, it has reached the level of Devouring. Individual evil spirits' attacks hit him, but Zhuo Wen didn't pay much attention to it.
"Although I'm alone, I'm going!"
Zhuo Wen gave a long laugh and continued killing among countless evil spirits. He also found that the death energy gathered in the Wang Sword was getting stronger and stronger, as if something was awakening from the death energy.
At the end of the plain, many monks watched this scene, and the blood in their hearts could not help but be mobilized.
Especially when Zhuo Wen said the words, "Although I am alone, I will go on", the monk felt guilty in his heart, as well as a surging passion that he had not experienced for a long time.
"Although I'm alone, I'm going!"
Palace Master Jingyun murmured in a low voice. Although she closed her eyes slightly, her consciousness fell tightly on Zhuo Wen, especially when she found that this not strong figure was so heroic as countless evil spirits were pouring into it.
Her heart was completely shaken.
What kind of man is this that can have such a broad mind and heart.
Yao Xiangjun stared blankly at Zhuo Wen's figure, his beautiful eyes already filled with mist, and he kept repeating Zhuo Wen's words just now.
This group of monks will probably never forget the scene that happened today because it is so unforgettable.
King Rakshasa's face was gloomy, he finally realized something was wrong.
His eyes were fixed on the Wang Sword in Zhuo Wen's hand, or more precisely, the gray energy covering the surface of the Wang Sword.
"Death..."
King Rakshasa finally recognized the true face of this gray energy and showed a shocked expression.
He also knew that the energy of death energy could restrain half-dead creatures like them, but death energy was rare. Death energy had never appeared even in Death Valley, but the young man in white in front of him actually possessed this weird energy.
"die!"
King Rakshasa took action. He knew that no matter how many evil spirits there were in Zhuo Wen's life force, they would be unable to defeat him, so he was the only one to take action.
Moreover, the Rakshasa King was also worried that the energy of the death energy in Zhuo Wen would increase as he killed evil spirits, and by then it would reach the point of threatening him.
You know, the death energy not only restrains evil spirits, but also controls him, the Rakshasa king.
Of course, the death energy in Zhuo Wen is not particularly strong now, and it is not enough to threaten the Rakshasa King, but as the death energy continues to grow stronger, it will definitely reach the level of threatening him, so the Rakshasa King will never let this person
Something happened.
A huge palm like a small mountain soared from the sky, slammed down hard, and hit Zhuo Wen in front of him.
The countless strong winds swept by the palm of his hand caused all the evil spirits within a hundred miles to be torn into powder.
Zhuo Wen felt the terrifying strong wind and raised his head suddenly, looking at the terrifying palm that was getting closer and closer. His long flowing hair suddenly flew backwards, but his eyes became extremely solemn.
Zhuo Wen tightened his sword with his right hand, jumped up, and slashed towards the palm with one sword.
boom!
The huge palm collided with the Wang Sword, and the space thousands of miles around collapsed. Even because the energy of the collision was too strong, the collapsed space was filled with colorful and weird colors.
Whoosh!
A figure suddenly flew out, and the huge palm stopped in mid-air, trembling violently.
Zhuo Wen twisted his waist suddenly, and with the help of the power from his waist, he stopped steadily in mid-air, looking solemnly at the huge palm in front of him, and the owner of the palm, Rakshasa King.
Zhuo Wen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He did not feel any frustration because of being repelled, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.
The moment when Wang Jian stood on the palm of the Rakshasa King, he clearly felt that the death energy of the Wang Jian had indeed caused considerable damage to the Rakshasa King's palm.
And this is just because the death energy on his sword is not strong enough. If it were stronger, Zhuo Wen would be confident that he could cut off the palm of King Rakshasa.
King Rakshasa looked a little ugly, and he also discovered the huge wound on the palm of his hand. Although the injury was harmless to him, he knew that the injury was not Zhuo Wen's power, but the power of death.
Thinking of this, King Rakshasa's murderous intention towards Zhuo Wen became even more terrifying.
"Death to me again!"
King Rakshasa roared angrily, drew out the huge bone sword from behind, slashed through the void, and blasted towards Zhuo Wen.
The Rakshasa King holding the bone sword was much more powerful than before, and this blow was far more terrifying than the previous one.
Palace Master Jingyun looked at King Rakshasa actually pulling out the bone sword, thinking something bad in her heart, and her face became extremely pale.
In the beginning, she was forced to use the Baihua Tuwei by the Rakshasa King's bone sword, and then she blocked the Rakshasa King who was holding the bone sword and ran away.
But she also suffered extremely serious injuries.
"Be careful, Zhuo Wen! You can't resist this bone sword!"
Palace Master Jingyun completely let go of her reserve and shouted in the direction of Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen stood silently, but did not move even half a minute, and his appearance made Palace Master Jingyun even more anxious.
And many of the monks there were worried about Zhuo Wen.
"King Eater!"
Zhuo Wen stood in the wind, waved his sleeves, and Zhuo Wen in black slowly appeared beside him.
Roar!
An earth-shattering roar went straight into the sky, and then Zhuo Wen, dressed in black, transformed into a huge King Devourer dozens of feet tall, with golden scales all over his body, emitting light like the scorching sun...