The four giant beasts roared and split into four, transforming into the four holy beasts of Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku and Xuanwu. However, their entire bodies were composed of purple light.
The four holy beasts divided into four directions and all rushed towards the man in black.
The man in black obviously didn't expect that the four giant beasts would be split into four. He only blocked three attacks, and one of the places behind his back was directly hit hard by Xuanwu's python tail. Then with a muffled groan, he was hit directly.
On the ground.
Moreover, the cooperation of the four holy beasts was extremely tacit. The moment the man in black fell, they turned into four rays of purple light again, and terrifying attacks fell on the man in black.
Next, the man in black was beaten almost passively. The attack of the four holy beasts was too terrifying. If the man in black had not understood a hint of the ninth level of Taoism, he would have been killed at this moment.
But even so, the man in black is still crumbling, as if he will fall at any time.
Zhuo Wen took one look and then sat cross-legged on the ground silently. He knew that with ten more moves, the man in black would definitely die.
Sure enough, only a scream was heard, and the man in black was torn to pieces by the four holy beasts. Then in the corner of the purple world, the man in black was resurrected, but the power of the nine levels of Taoism in his body had been completely stripped away.
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Zhuo Wen shook his head. He knew that the man in black was killed now, and he might never have a chance to escape from this place.
The man in black also thought of this, his eyes showed a look of loss and despair, but soon, hope and perseverance burst into his eyes again, and he sat cross-legged on the ground again, waiting for the next round of fighting.
All this was seen by Zhuo Wen, and Zhuo Wen also admired the man in black.
If this man in black is really the ancestor of the Su family, then this man has been trapped here for countless years, but he is still not crushed by this long-term loneliness, but is still full of hope and perseverance.
This person's willpower is something that even Zhuo Wen can't compare to.
But thanks to this person, Zhuo Wen learned the true strength of the four holy beasts. He knew that as long as he could successfully comprehend a trace of the ninth level of Taoism, he would be able to win.
As for the reason why the man in black failed, Zhuo Wen suspected that it had something to do with the black paste. I am afraid that the black paste caused extremely serious interference to the sea of consciousness during the battle of the man in black, so he failed.
With Zhuo Wen's eyesight, he actually felt that the man in black would win. Even if he couldn't win, he wouldn't be defeated so easily by the Four Sacred Beasts.
The ethereal voice sounded again, Zhuo Wen stood up slowly with a smile on his lips.
This time he was prepared to participate in the fight.
His Dao intention has reached the eighth level, and the number of soul galaxies in the sea of consciousness has reached a terrifying number of more than 100 million.
With the strength of his consciousness now, the black paste would be shattered by his consciousness in an instant and would have no effect on him at all.
The reason why Zhuo Wen participated in this fight was naturally to attack the ninth level of Taoism.
You must know that the man in black has hit a trace of the ninth level of Taoism from scratch, and Zhuo Wen has realized the eighth level of Taoism on his own. His starting point is much higher than everyone here.
Therefore, he is confident that if he wins the final victory, his Taoist will will transform into the terrifying realm of the ninth level.
"kill!"
One after another figures leaped into the air, murderous intent rising into the sky.
The smile on the corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth became stronger and stronger. He walked forward slowly, his pace became faster and faster, and the fighting spirit in his eyes rose rapidly.
Zhuo Wen let out a long roar, jumped into the air, squeezed the air with his hands, and condensed two purple long swords.
Step by step, he would kill all the monks who stood in his way.
Feeling the power of Dao rising rapidly in his body, Zhuo Wen felt extremely happy, and what followed was his spiritual consciousness.
The surrounding monks were basically unable to withstand a single sword blow in Zhuo Wen's hands.
The man in black also saw Zhuo Wen's terror. He frowned, but instead of seeking death to fight Zhuo Wen first, he turned to fight with other monks.
He is too familiar with the power of Taoism in Zhuo Wen. This is the aura that only the eighth level of Taoism has. He is not looking for death fighting such a ruthless person now.
Of course, what the man in black didn't understand was that the young man in white was obviously a stranger. He had been fighting here for so long, and this was the first time he had seen this young man in white.
Moreover, the battle has just begun, and the young man in white has the power of the eighth level of Taoism. This makes the man in black feel quite unbalanced. At the same time, the fight becomes even more crazy, almost at the risk of his life.
The two men were like black and white, harvesting the lives of the monks around them, and greedily devouring the power of Taoism in the bodies of the monks who were killed.
When the last person was beheaded by Zhuo Wen with his sword, Zhuo Wen felt that the Taoism in his body had completely reached the peak of the eighth level of Taoism.
Zhuo Wen stopped and looked at the man in black opposite him. He knew that as long as he killed this man in black, he would be able to break the barrier of the eighth level of Taoism and enter the mysterious realm of the ninth level of Taoism.
The man in black looked solemnly. He had also reached the eighth level of Taoism, but he was not at the pinnacle of the eighth level of Taoism like Zhuo Wen. He only entered the eighth level of Taoism when he was barely there.
After all, Zhuo Wen's starting point was too high. He had the eighth level of Taoism from the beginning, and his killing speed was much faster than that of the man in black.
"Fight!"
Zhuo Wen held the purple sword in both hands and looked at the man in black in front of him indifferently.
The man in black did not answer, but answered Zhuo Wen with his actions.
Whizzing!
The two people turned into two rays of purple light. Above the two of them, misty purple mist gathered and turned into a rolling world of purple mist.
Bang bang bang!
In an instant, the two of them were fighting each other, and the sound of dense gold and iron clashing could be heard in the purple mist.
Two looming figures shuttled rapidly through the purple mist, and each time they shuttled they collided with extremely terrifying sparks.
Boom!
Suddenly, the purple mist rolled, and a figure suddenly flew out. Then a purple sword swept out from the purple mist and pierced the person's chest. Then with a strong force, the person fell to the ground.
Nailed it firmly to the ground.
The man in black raised his head with difficulty and looked at the young man in white clothes walking slowly through the rolling purple mist, with a smile on his face.
"You are the first person to defeat me in countless years. What is your name?" the man in black asked, coughing up blood.
"My name is Zhuo Wen?" Zhuo Wen said lightly.
"Aren't you a descendant of the Su family?" The man in black stared in disbelief.
"Who said that only people from the Su family can understand the power of Taoism?" Zhuo Wen asked rhetorically.
The man in black stared blankly, coughed up blood again, and said with a smile: "That's true."
"The fact that you can defeat me means that you are extraordinary. Maybe you can defeat the Lord of Dao and regain your freedom." The man in black said with blazing eyes.
"Not maybe, but definitely!"
After Zhuo Wen finished speaking, he pulled out the purple sword from the man in black. Then the man groaned and died completely, and all the power of Taoism in his body was absorbed by Zhuo Wen.
Of course, the black paste was also extremely terrifying, invading Zhuo Wen's sea of consciousness.
Even if Zhuo Wen's soul is strong enough, his face can't help but turn pale after being hit by so many black pastes...