The third thousand three hundred and thirty-ninth chapters are half a step and eight stars
"It seems that someone can't bear it anymore! It should be Long Wen!"
"What does it mean? It should be that Long Wen, it must be that Long Wen! That Long Wen doesn't know what kind of thing has gone away. Shit luck, he has survived until now in this second stage. But now the luck has come to an end. Compared with Wu Xingyuan, he
It’s still far behind!”
"That's right. After all, Wu Xingyuan is the most dazzling genius of the Wu clan and the true representative of the younger generation of our ancient world. He is undefeated!"
"..."
In the deep pit, the moment a muffled sound rang out, the surrounding discussions began to chirp.
Immediately afterwards, a embarrassed figure flew out of the pit.
"Then Long Wen can't bear it anymore!" E Taihe, the leader of the Moon Wolf Clan, shook his head.
"This little bastard must have a lot of secrets, and we must not let him go. He has managed to survive until now under the pressure of the statue of the ancestral witch. He cannot let him go!" said the leader of the corpse ghost clan, Xi Yin Zhu, secretly resenting it in his heart.
Wu Wuxian's eyes also fell on the vaguely embarrassed figure. Like everyone else, she also thought that this figure was that Zhuo Wen.
She has great confidence in Wu Xingyuan. No matter what stage he is, Wu Xingyuan must be number one, and he can only be number one. This is the pride of the Wu clan, and it is also her confidence in Wu Xingyuan's talent and strength.
At this moment, all the eyes around him were fixed on that embarrassed figure.
Their thoughts were surprisingly consistent, they all believed that the figure must be that Long Wen, and could not be Wu Xingyuan.
Kick!
After this embarrassed figure flew upside down out of the pit, it twisted its waist, flipped in the air, and landed lightly on the ground.
However, this figure was obviously exhausted. He knelt on the ground on one knee and spat out a mouthful of blood. He was obviously seriously injured.
When all the eyes finally converged on this figure, the owners of these eyes were stunned, and the surrounding silence was terrifying.
Even a steady person like Wu Wuxian staggered, showing the uneasiness in her heart.
"What's going on? Shouldn't it be Long Wen who quit? How could it be Wu Xingyuan?"
"Are you dazzled and mistakenly mistook Long Wen for Wu Xingyuan?"
"..."
All the foreign races recognized it. This figure was not the Long Wen they were expecting, but Wu Xingyuan, the first genius of the Wu clan.
The surrounding area suddenly exploded, and many foreigners expressed doubts and disbelief at the result.
Wu Xingyuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up slowly. He stared at the deep pit in front of him for a long time. Finally, he turned around and walked to Wu Wuxian without saying a word.
"Nephew Wu Xian, did Long Wen die inside because he couldn't withstand the pressure inside?" E Taihe, the leader of the Moon Wolf Clan, couldn't recognize it, so he stepped forward and asked.
"He must have died in there! Brother E, you don't think that small tribe of ants can survive in there until now? It's really ridiculous." Corpse Yinmarsh sneered again and again.
Shi Fu snorted coldly and glanced at the deep pit in the distance. He had no doubts about the judgment of Corpse Nether Bog. Such a way of death was really too cheap for Na Long Wen.
Wu Wuxian looked at Wu Xingyuan with doubts in his beautiful eyes, wanting to ask Wu Xingyuan for confirmation of E Taihe's words.
Wu Xingyuan didn't look good. He didn't want to explain at first, but Wu Wuxian was also curious, so he had no choice but to speak.
"That Long Wen is not dead, he is still in the deep pit! In this second stage, I lost to him!"
After Wu Xingyuan said this, he remained silent and looked cold.
But this sentence caused thousands of waves, spreading among all the foreign races.
Wu Xingyuan actually gave up, which was incredible.
"But he is not very strong. If we fight alone, I can defeat him with one move!"
The shouts around him were so loud that Wu Xingyuan really couldn't bear to listen, so he explained again, thinking that Long Wen was far from his opponent. This second stage of the competition was special, so he allowed Long Wen to take advantage of it.
As soon as these words came out, the noise around them subsided a lot, and many foreigners agreed with Wu Xingyuan's words.
This second stage is indeed not a competition of real strength. Long Wen is indeed lucky, so he has a chance to overtake Wu Xingyuan.
Wu Wuxian's beautiful eyes were a little cold. She was not targeting Wu Xingyuan, but Long Wen.
She did not allow the Wu clan to be defeated on the first day, nor could it be defeated.
But now, Na Long Wen actually surpassed Wu Xingyuan in the second stage. This is really ridiculous.
Wu Wuxian had a calm expression on her face, but she was very angry in her heart. She had murderous intentions towards Long Wen.
"High Priest, the dragon text hasn't come out yet! Our spiritual thoughts can't get in! Why don't you suspend the pressure! Let's see what's going on with the dragon text inside!" E Taihe said impatiently.
Wu Wuxian shook his head and said: "I cannot control the pressure of the Ancestral Witch Statue. I can only activate the statue, but I have no ability to turn off the pressure."
"But these pressures only exist for an hour. After one hour, the pressure will disappear!"
Ziwei Xingjun not far away frowned slightly when he heard this.
He felt that Wu Wuxian was lying. Wu Wuxian should be able to control the pressure, but she said she couldn't control it. Obviously she didn't want to remove the pressure in the pit. She was targeting Zhuo Wen.
Wu Xingyuan glanced at Wu Wuxian for a second time, but said nothing. He knew that Wu Wuxian had lied, but he remained silent. He even longed for Long Wen to die in the pit like this. This was the best outcome.
As time gradually passed, Zhuo Wen did not appear, and many foreigners around him were talking about it, thinking that Long Wen might have died inside.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen in the deep pit burst into blazing crystal light.
This light was very strong, but the pressure and dust around the pit completely covered up the light, and even the breath did not leak out.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were full of brilliance. The pressure of the statues of the Twelve Ancestral Witches was so powerful that it continuously tempered his Pangu Holy Body to its peak.
That's right, Zhuo Wen's Pangu Holy Body is about to break through now.
Although he knows that it is currently impossible to break through to eight stars, he does know that it is absolutely no problem to break through to half of eight stars.
This is also to accumulate foundation for the next eight-star breakthrough.
Boom!
Suddenly, the crystal light on Zhuo Wen reached its peak, and countless lights overflowed, shooting out like arrows one after another.
A terrifying aura roared in all directions like a wave.
Under the influence of this terrifying energy, the surrounding deep pit suddenly burst open, and the area expanded from three miles to more than ten miles.
The terrifying pressure in the pit was completely annihilated at this moment.
At the moment when the pressure was annihilated, the aura on Zhuo Wen's body also converged under the influence of the Pangu flag.
At this moment, all the foreign races outside are moving away from the central area of the guardian land.
They were shocked to see the pit in front of them expanded several times in size.
Just now, the three-mile deep pit suddenly burst open, and a terrifying energy exploded, directly expanding the pit to the terrifying level of more than ten miles now.
The approaching alien race quickly retreated far away, looking at the widening pit in front of them with lingering fear.
All the foreigners did not think that this abnormality was related to Zhuo Wen, and they all subconsciously believed that it was caused by the pressure of the ancestral witch statue.
"Then Long Wen should be dead! The terrifying energy exploded just now. If not, Long Wen will die!"
This is what most aliens think!
When the aliens secretly rejoiced at this idea, a clear sound of footsteps came from the deep pit, but the expressions on the faces of all the aliens froze, as if time had stopped.