Not long after Zhongli, Hao Yan and others left, Zhuo Wen's grave suddenly opened and a hand stretched out from the tomb.
Then, a figure slowly crawled out from the tomb.
"Ahem!"
This figure was none other than Zhuo Wen. Zhuo Wen coughed a few times and then lay on his back, looking at the empty sky above.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's body was almost cut in half. The huge wound extended from his right shoulder to his left abdomen, and blood continued to gush out from the huge wound.
However, Zhuo Wen's body was constantly emitting a faint green light. Under this green light, Zhuo Wen's injuries were under control and he began to recover gradually, but the recovery was very slow.
"Damn it, the fire wheel manifested by the Phoenix Wings is so terrifying, it almost killed me!"
Zhuo Wen looked at the slow recovery speed of his physical body and couldn't help but cursed secretly.
His Pangu Holy Body is fused with the Jumang Gu Worm, which is a Gu Worm that focuses on healing energy, and can heal ordinary injuries instantly.
But the moment Zhuo Wen was hit by the Phoenix Wing Fire Wheel, Zhuo Wen felt that he was out of control of himself, and his consciousness completely disappeared in that time and space.
However, before his consciousness collapsed, Zhuo Wen brought the deity into the big world in time.
It can be said that at that moment, the clone did indeed fall, and even the soul of the clone was destroyed.
However, since the main body is fine, it is natural to use the soul of the main body to awaken the energy of the Jumang Gu insect in the clone and begin to restore the damaged body of the clone.
However, the degree of mutilation of the clone was too serious, and the energy of the phoenix-winged fire wheel was extremely high, so the effect of his recovery was greatly weakened.
The clone sat cross-legged not far from the witch altar and began to recover from his injuries silently, while the big world turned into a speck of dust and landed on the clone's shoulder. The original figure was in the big world, lost in thought.
Zhuo Wen remembered the appearance he saw at the moment when the Phoenix Clan Saint's veil was flying.
He could be 100% sure that that appearance was indeed Mu Chenxue's face.
But other than that face, his temperament, demeanor and eyes were completely different from the Mu Chenxue in his impression. The two were not the same person at all.
It was at that moment that Zhuo Wen saw Mu Chenxue's face, so Zhuo Wen's heart palpitated, and he became distracted, and was caught by the saint.
However, now that Zhuo Wen thought about it, he was sure that it was not the real Mu Chenxue, and he also paid attention to some details.
That is, although the saint's appearance is very similar to that of Mu Chenxue, if you think back carefully, there are actually quite a few differences in some details.
After all, if it were Mu Chenxue himself who appeared in front of him, Zhuo Wen would be able to easily recognize him even though he was covered with a veil.
And this saint, even if she took off her veil, still gave Zhuo Wen an indescribable sense of strangeness.
"That Phoenix clan saint is definitely not Chen Xue!"
Zhuo Wen came to a conclusion, his eyes were cold, but he knew that the saint of the Phoenix tribe must know the whereabouts of Mu Chenxue.
Otherwise, when he mentioned Mu Chenxue before, this Phoenix Clan Saint would have lost her composure and even asked him why he knew Mu Chenxue's name.
Also, after Zhuo Wen's clone was blasted into a broken body, Zhuo Wen could actually immediately use his own soul to stimulate the Jumang Gu worm in the clone to restore the clone's body.
But Zhuo Wen did not do this. Instead, he waited for Zhongli, Hao Yan and others to completely bury the remains of the clone and leave before he began to restore the remains of the clone.
He had only one purpose in doing this, and that was to make everyone think that Long Wen had died.
Zhuo Wen knew very well that if he had not died, the news that he had learned about the ancestral witch co-worker would have spread out, and when he left the Dark Portal, he would be faced with an endless pursuit.
And now that he, the nominal 'Long Wen', has died in the hands of the Saint of the Phoenix Clan, and his spiritual ring has also been taken away by the Saint of the Phoenix Clan, he knows that everyone's eyes will not be on him next.
If it were placed on him, a dead man, it would be placed on the saint of the Phoenix tribe.
This is what Zhuo Wen thought of when his clone was accidentally attacked and killed by the saint of the Phoenix tribe.
"I have to go back to the big world first. The Phoenix Clan Saint will soon find out that there is nothing in my spiritual ring, and I'm afraid she will go back the same way and come here again!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes became extremely solemn. With a wave of his sleeves, he swept away all the tombs and tombstones erected by Zhongli, Hao Yan and others next to the Witch God Altar. After making sure that no other traces were left, the clone entered the big world.
middle.
The big world turned into an inconspicuous speck of dust, drifting away to the outside world regularly.
Sure enough, not long after Zhuo Wen left, a fiery red figure returned to the vicinity of the Witch God Altar.
After the fiery red figure carefully searched around the Witch God Altar and found nothing else, he said bitterly: "What a Long Wen, how dare you set me up! If I meet you again, I will never
I will spare you!"
This fiery red figure is naturally the saint of the Phoenix tribe who has returned.
Moreover, the saint was accompanied by a group of aliens, among whom the alien with a human face and a tiger body followed closely beside the saint, with a flattering smile on his face.
"Holy Girl, if what you said is correct, then there is really nothing in Long Wen's spiritual ring. Then where will Long Wen place the inheritance of the ancestral witch Gonggong?" said the man with a human face and a tiger body.
The alien asked with twinkling eyes.
The saintess of the Phoenix clan glanced coldly at this alien with a human face and a tiger body, and said: "Do you mean you suspect me of lying?"
"You dare not! The saint is born with a nine-nine phoenix body. She is the number one genius of the Phoenix clan and a world-famous genius in the ancient world. Only you, the saint, are qualified to inherit the inheritance of the ancestral witches Gonggong!
It is the most suitable for you to get this inheritance, how dare you have any objections!"
The alien with a human face and a tiger body shivered, and he quickly leaned over, his upper and lower jaws trembling, and explained.
"Hmph! It would be fine if I got that inheritance, but I didn't get it. It was Long Wen who set up a trap for me! You guys continue to search here and see if you can find that Long Wen." Saintess of the Phoenix Clan.
Coldly and authentically.
Neither the human-faced tiger-body nor the other aliens dared to disobey the saint's order. They quickly handed over their hands, nodded and bowed in agreement, and began to search around the witch altar.
However, after searching around, they all came back disappointed and shook their heads at the saint.
"Let's go! Let's go back first! Although Long Wen is dead, and the inheritance is not in his spiritual ring, there is only one possibility. This person has transferred the thing to someone else in advance, probably his two friends!
"
The Saint of the Phoenix Tribe narrowed her eyes and thought of Yao Xiangjun and Jiang Qisheng. She remembered that these two people seemed to have a good relationship with Zhuo Wen.
If her guess is correct, then Long Wen will definitely hand over important things to one of these two people.
After going out this time, she is probably going to find Yao Xiangjun and Jiang Qisheng.