Chapter two thousand five hundred and ninety-five soul pool
Zhuo Wen's eyes were full of horror. The physical body of this green-haired mummy was a bit too terrifying. After the original body and the clone merged, they were at an absolute disadvantage in a head-to-head confrontation with the physical body.
"Huh? Not bad, your physical body is not bad, but it's a pity that you met me! In a physical competition, even the Twelve Ancestral Witches are no match for me, so what the heck are you?"
The green-haired mummy smiled sinisterly, stepped out suddenly, leaving deep footprints on the ground, and like a gust of wind, he rushed towards Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen's face was extremely ugly. He looked at the green-haired mummy coldly, and immediately separated the clone. The clone revealed the true form of the Devouring King, wrapped the Devouring Seal, and directly hit the green-haired mummy.
Bang bang bang!
The green-haired mummy collided directly with the Devouring King, and Zhuo Wen soon discovered with a gloomy expression that the Devouring King's clone actually fell into a disadvantage.
Zhuo Wenzun sacrificed the Death Sacrifice Sword, joined forces with the King Devouring clone, and attacked the green-haired mummy together.
But even with the addition of the Death Sacrifice Sword, the King Devouring clone did not have the upper hand and was still suppressed by the green-haired mummy.
Zhuo Wenzun kneaded the secrets with both hands and began to arrange nine-level formations around him.
What Zhuo Wen arranged was a quick nine-level formation, which could be completed in a short time.
Regarding those extremely complicated nine-level formations, Zhuo Wen naturally gave up directly. This battle would not last long. If he arranged those complicated formations, his mind would be completely flooded.
After setting up the formation, Zhuo Wen immediately activated the formation, and the energy of the formation turned into countless streams of light and blasted towards the green-haired mummy.
Zhuo Wenzun kneaded the technique with both hands and pointed out the void with one finger, using the Tu Dao Finger in "The Tu Dao Hegemony".
I saw the invisible and insubstantial Tu Daozhi traveling through the void, and finally landed in front of the green-haired mummy.
The green-haired mummy was concentrating on the battle with the King Devourer's clone, and coupled with the entanglement that the main body had just arranged, he did not notice the appearance of Tu Daozhi for a while.
Tu Dao's finger was extremely fast, shuttled back and forth in an instant, and landed on the green-haired mummy.
Boom boom boom!
The green-haired mummy was caught off guard and was knocked backwards by the Slaughter Dao Finger. The attacks from the Death Sacrifice Sword and the Devouring King's clone were mercilessly poured on the green-haired mummy.
In an instant, the figure of the green-haired mummy was swallowed up by the dazzling offensive.
Boom!
The green-haired mummy hit the rock wall next to it heavily, but Zhuo Wen soon discovered that the green-haired mummy stood up slowly, twisted its neck, looked at Zhuo Wen and grinned: "Not bad, you
The strength is much stronger than that egg last time, and it can actually hurt me."
Zhuo Wen felt a chill in his heart. He almost used all his trump cards. This green-haired mummy was only slightly injured. What kind of monster was this?
According to Zhuo Wen's observation, the strength of this monster is only slightly stronger than the original Black Smoke King, but the physical terror of this monster is simply inexplicable.
"Is this monster really a powerful man from the era of the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Ancient World, but he is trapped in this peerless evil vein for some unknown reason?"
Zhuo Wen thought to himself, but quietly retreated. The body of this green-haired mummy was too powerful, like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang. If he had a head-on confrontation with such a monster, he would definitely be consumed by it.
"But you really pissed me off!"
The eyes of the green-haired mummy burst with green light, and an extremely terrifying aura suddenly erupted. For a moment, the surrounding air seemed to be stagnant.
Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he used the Tu Dao Finger again without hesitation. The Tu Dao Finger, which condensed the way of heaven, shot out like an arrow from a string, and hit the green-haired mummy heavily.
Boom!
The green-haired mummy roared angrily and was knocked upside down again.
However, the green-haired mummy at this moment was much better than before. He grabbed it with both hands in mid-air, cracked the butcher's finger, and then twisted it gently before falling to the ground.
Then the green-haired mummy suddenly bounced and continued to fly towards Zhuo Wen with a strong body.
Zhuo Wen sighed softly and quickly rushed towards the exit.
Unfortunately, he underestimated the speed of the green-haired mummy. The green-haired mummy was much faster than him. It landed in front of him early and punched him hard.
The Devouring King arrived in front of Zhuo Wen in advance and crossed his hands, trying to block the punch of the green-haired mummy.
boom!
All the scales on the Lord Devouring King's arms were rolled up by the blast, blood spattered, and then he suddenly flew backwards, and even the Lord Devouring King kept flying back.
The direction in which Zhuo Wen flew back happened to be in the center of the Pond of Wrong Souls.
"not good!"
When Zhuo Wen noticed the wronged soul pool below, he secretly thought something bad in his heart, and the power of the Death Mystery surged out, trying to forcefully reverse the direction.
But the innocent souls in the wronged soul pool rushed forward one by one, pulling Zhuo Wen into the wronged soul pool like crazy, and soon Zhuo Wen disappeared inside the wronged soul pool.
The green-haired mummy came to the edge of the wronged soul pool and looked at the countless wronged souls inside the wronged soul pool with fearful eyes, showing hesitation.
"It's so unlucky that I let this kid fall into this. It seems that this kid is dead or not, and I have to work in vain! Hey, when will this kind of life of mine end? Really
I really don’t want to stay in this hellish place anymore.”
The green-haired mummy looked up to the sky and sighed, then left the cave.
Ho ho ho!
The moment Zhuo Wen fell into the pool of wronged souls, countless wronged souls rushed towards Zhuo Wen with howls and howls, completely drowning Zhuo Wen.
The moment Zhuo Wen fell into the pool of wronged souls, he had already recalled the Devouring King into his body. At the same time, the Death Sacrifice Sword surrounded his body to resist the surrounding wronged souls.
The Death Sacrifice Sword is quite restrained against insubstantial things like the innocent souls, but it saved Zhuo Wen for a while and prevented him from being entangled by so many innocent souls.
But after Zhuo Wen looked at the endless innocent souls around him, he felt quite bitter in his heart. The Death Sacrifice Sword could indeed protect him from being torn apart by these innocent souls.
But at the same time, he couldn't control the Death Sacrifice Sword to get out of this pool of wronged souls.
Because these wronged souls kept driving him deeper into the pool of wronged souls, and his desire to go up was basically wishful thinking.
"Originally, I didn't want to enter the pool of wronged souls, but it was because of the green-haired monster that I entered the pool of wronged souls. I'm really afraid of what will happen." Zhuo Wen whispered bitterly.
After Zhuo Wen swallowed several healing pills, he began to observe the surrounding environment.
What only made him smile bitterly was that there was nothing else around except countless innocent souls, and there was not even a medium for him to swim up to the surface of the pond.
"Do we have to keep sinking like this? What is there down here?" Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice with a gloomy look.
Although he knew that there might be a valuable treasure at the bottom of the pool, it was just his guess after all, and even if there was, he would have to die to get it.
If you are dead, no matter how precious the treasure is, it is of no use.