The second elder reacted and found that none of the monks around him entered the exit and left, and couldn't help but be surprised.
"We have to wait for Mr. Zhuo to come together. This time, Mr. Zhuo restrained the army of evil spirits and the Rakshasa King on his own for us. If we leave first, we will be sorry!" The crowd was silent for a moment, and someone said.
The second elder smiled and said: "You should leave first. Zhuo Wen did this just so that everyone can leave here. If you don't leave, you will not accept Zhuo Wen's kindness."
"If you are really grateful to Zhuo Wen, you can wait at Danta Square when you go out, and then you can thank Zhuo Wen together."
As soon as the second elder said this, the others nodded, thinking that the second elder's words were reasonable and reasonable.
"Then we won't be pretentious anymore. After we go out this time, we will definitely thank Mr. Zhuo!"
A tall man with a beard and a beard smiled generously, then clasped his fist at the second elder and rushed into the hollow first.
With the big man taking the lead, the others clasped their fists at the second elder and left the place.
After a while, all the thousands of monks left the place, and the only ones left here were the second elder, Palace Master Jingyun, Yao Xiangjun and others.
"Palace Master Jingyun, why haven't you left yet?" The second elder walked to Palace Master Jingyun and asked doubtfully.
Palace Master Jingyun nodded to the second elder and said calmly: "I'll wait a little longer!"
Hearing this, the second elder didn't say much. He just looked at Zhuo Wen who was still fighting in front of him and sighed: "Zhuo Wen, he is definitely the most talented junior I have ever seen. In the Six Desires Heaven Realm, I have never...
I’ve seen such a brilliant genius like him.”
Palace Master Jingyun did not refute, but just watched quietly. What the second elder said was not wrong. Zhuo Wen's strength had already surpassed that of the younger generation, and was already close to those old monsters who had practiced for countless years.
In their Six Desire Palace, except for the six palace masters, there is probably no one else who can suppress the current Zhuo Wen.
"die!"
Zhuo Wen's white clothes were floating, and the king sword in his hand was slashed out. Suddenly, countless sword shadows transformed into terrifying winds, with him as the center, spreading in all directions, getting farther and farther and stronger.
Wherever the sword shadow passed, all the evil spirits were turned into powder and annihilated into nothingness.
At this moment, of the huge army of evil spirits, only a few evil spirits were still echoing in the distance. The rest of the evil spirits were all strangled by Zhuo Wen, while more evil spirits had already escaped before and did not dare to
Here we face Zhuo Wen, who has death energy.
Whoosh whoosh!
One after another, the sound of breaking wind came, and I saw many evil spirits that had been wiped out around me, and the death energy surged in, all of which merged into the Wang Sword in Zhuo Wen's hand.
At this moment, Wang's sword had completely turned into gray, and the surface of the sword's edge was engraved with complex and dense gray patterns. These were the energy of death.
It can be said that after the battle with the evil spirit just now, Wang Jian and the death energy have become one, and they are indistinguishable from each other. These gray patterns are actually the embodiment of the energy of death.
The fusion of the death energy made Wang Jian's power surpass that of the Ci Po Tian artifact, and I'm afraid it is infinitely close to the Proving Dao artifact.
Zhuo Wen feels that the power of the current King Sword is probably much more powerful than the Devouring Seal in the hands of the Devouring King.
Moreover, this death energy is too powerful to restrain the Rakshasa King. It is definitely much more effective against the Rakshasa King than Shi Xi.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen's eyes fell again on the Rakshasa King who was still fighting with the Devouring King in the sky.
At this moment, the Rakshasa King was almost unscathed, but the Devouring King was already stained in many places, and his scales were damaged in many places, with cherry-red blood flowing out.
Obviously, the gap between the Devouring King and the Rakshasa King is not small. If it were not for the powerful bloodline and terrifying body of the Devouring King, he would have been defeated long ago.
But it was King Devourer's powerful body that allowed him to forcefully entangle King Rakshasa until now.
The Rakshasa King's eyes were already a little impatient. There was a big gap between the Devouring King in front of him and him. It was just that this guy relied on the Devouring Seal and his powerful body, so he had been entangled with him until now.
However, King Rakshasa soon felt a strong sense of crisis, and this sense of crisis came from behind.
"cut!"
A cold shout came, and then the Rakshasa King suddenly turned his head and found Zhuo Wen, who was fluttering in white clothes, appearing behind him at some point. The king sword in his hand was slashed out, and the gray energy turned into a hundred-foot-long sword light and shot through the air.
This is a sword light composed entirely of death energy, which brings an extremely strong sense of crisis to the Rakshasa King.
The Rakshasa King roared, and slammed his left fist at the Devouring King in front of him, sending the Devouring King a hundred meters away. Then the Rakshasa King pinched the hilt of the bone sword with his right hand, raised it sharply, and struck hard.
Towards the hundred-foot sword light.
Bang bang bang!
Continuous collision sounds were heard, and then the sword light and the bone sword clashed together. Then King Rakshasa was horrified to find that his bone sword was gradually disintegrating the moment it came into contact with the sword light.
The Rakshasa King kept retreating and swung out his bone sword again and again. The strong sword light hit the sword light, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea.
King Rakshasa's heart sank into a trough. He knew that the death energy in Zhuo Wen's body was already strong enough to threaten his life. He could not cope with the sword light alone.
Whoosh!
When the Rakshasa King was struggling to cope with the sword light of death, the Devouring King took the opportunity to rush over and hit the Rakshasa King heavily on the back with the Devouring Seal in his hand.
The Rakshasa King focused all his attention on the death aura. Who would have expected that the Devouring King would actually launch a sneak attack? He was immediately hit by the Devouring Seal. He groaned, staggered, and almost fell to the ground.
"Asshole!"
The Rakshasa King was furious, and finally struck out with his sword, blasting the death energy sword light into pieces. Then he locked onto the Devouring King and twisted the palm of his right hand, causing the bone sword to spin.
"The sword bone is immortal!"
The Rakshasa King suddenly fell to the ground, and then he placed the bone sword on the ground with both hands. In a moment, countless bone spurs suddenly shot up from the depths of the ground, forming a hideous and terrifying bone forest, which enveloped the Devouring King.
The Devouring King was unable to dodge and was pierced into the body by several bone spurs. However, he reacted quickly and immediately took out the Devouring Seal and protected it around him, barely blocking the Rakshasa King's move.
Zhuo Wenzun's face turned ugly, and he no longer held back, releasing all the death energy he had collected before. Suddenly, the tip of the Wang Sword derived gray energy. In an instant, his Wang Sword actually extended from three feet to
It is as long as dozens of feet.
Bang bang bang!
Zhuo Wen suddenly fell to the end of the Bone Forest, and then quickly shuttled through the Bone Forest, from one end of the Bone Forest to the other in an instant, waving the King Sword in his hand rapidly.
When Zhuo Wen arrived at the end of the bone forest, countless bone forests collapsed one after another...