After the strong and mysterious Gu worms entered Zhuo Wen's body, Zhuo Wen's pale face suddenly became rosier, and his weak aura became a little stronger.
Another day passed, and Zhuo Wen's flesh and blood had been completely corroded, and the skin on the surface had long festered, leaving only a skeleton.
Moreover, the skeleton began to gradually disappear under the blood mist.
But Zhuo Wen's head was intact, and his soul had not yet collapsed.
When all the flesh, flesh and bones below the head were melted, Zhuo Wen suddenly opened his eyes and let out a long roar.
Along with the long roar, a magnificent and terrifying breath burst out from Zhuo Wen's body.
This breath is really terrifying, much scarier than Zhuo Wen's before, as if a qualitative change has occurred.
Below Zhuo Wen's head, the flesh, blood, muscles, and bones that had melted began to gradually recover at this moment.
In the end, Zhuo Wen's complete physical body completely recovered.
Zhuo Wen stood up, his eyes flashed, and he laughed loudly: "I finally broke through, I finally broke through the Eight-Star Pangu Holy Body!"
Zhuo Wen has broken through the Eight-Star Pangu Holy Body, and the aura in his body is still rising sharply.
Because the energy provided by Qiangliang Gu and Xuanming Gu is so powerful, a small part of it is still in Zhuo Wen's body.
Zhuo Wen punched out fiercely, and the difficult blood mist around him actually swept up the formation, and some of the blood mist collapsed directly.
Moreover, Zhuo Wen's casual blow also brought with it three kinds of energy fluctuations: Qiang Liang, Xuan Ming and Li Suo. These three energies are the power of thunder, the power of rain and the power of gold.
Of course, in addition to these three types of energy, Zhuo Wen's attacks also carry other powers integrated into the Ancestral Witch Gu Insect, such as Zhu Rong's power of fire and Gonggong's power of water.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were full of brilliance, and he knew that with the power of his current eight-star Pangu Holy Body, he could smash all the difficult blood mist around him.
But he didn't do that. He sat down cross-legged again. He planned to absorb all the energy of the remaining Gu insects in his body. He planned to continue to attack the realm and directly upgrade from the Pangu Holy Body in the early stage of the Eight Stars to the middle stage of the Pangu Holy Body.
He used three Ancestral Witch Gu Insects. One Ancestral Witch Gu Insect was already very rare, let alone three. Naturally, he was not willing to waste the energy of the remaining Ancestral Witch Gu Insects.
The surrounding blood mist can no longer affect Zhuo Wen at all.
Any blood mist that comes close to Zhuo Wen is basically completely suppressed by the powerful aura of his body, and does not dare to make the slightest move.
Another day passed, and it was also the ninth day after entering the Ancestral Witch Qitan. Jingshan sat cross-legged next to the magic circle, looking at the spherical blood mist suspended above the magic circle, frowning.
"Four days have passed, and Long Wen hasn't completely died yet. Isn't this life too tenacious?" Jingshan murmured to herself.
She was well aware of the horror of the blood mist. Even she, if wrapped in the blood mist, could not last more than a day.
But the dragon text was wrapped in blood mist. Four days had passed, and the blood mist still hadn't dissipated, which made Jingshan feel a little uneasy.
Just when Jingshan lost consciousness, the blood mist suddenly exploded, and a terrifying aura, like gravity amplified countless times, acted on the entire underground grotto.
Jingshan snorted, and the moment she came into contact with this breath, she stepped back and turned extremely pale.
When Jingshan looked up at the place where the blood mist dissipated, she saw a majestic figure standing tall on the sky and the earth.
And this figure was not unfamiliar to her at all, because this figure turned out to be Long Wen, who she thought was destined to die.
"Long Wen? How is this possible? You didn't die in that bloodthirsty ghost mist. This is impossible!" Jingshan's beautiful eyes widened and she shouted in disbelief.
Zhuo Wen looked down at Jingshan, his eyes were cold, and he said calmly: "Nothing is impossible? But you actually dare to plot against me! You are really good!"
Jingshan's eyes were gloomy, and she quickly retreated. However, the moment she retreated, she felt pain in her neck, and Zhuo Wen pinched her.
She mobilized all the energy in her body to break free from Zhuo Wen's hands, but found that all this was in vain, and she couldn't break free at all.
She is now like a doll in Zhuo Wen's hands, completely losing her freedom.
Only then did Jingshan notice that the aura on Zhuo Wen's body was so powerful that it was suppressing her.
"You...you actually broke through in the bloodthirsty ghost mist?" Jingshan thought of something and couldn't help shouting.
"Thanks to you, I did break through in that bullshit blood mist!"
Zhuo Wen said coldly, and threw Jingshan to the ground. At the same time, he pointed the sword in his right hand, and a ray of light rushed out and poured into Jingshan's body.
Jingshan screamed and collapsed on the ground. She looked at Zhuo Wen resentfully and screamed: "Long Wen, how dare you destroy me?"
"You have evil intentions against me. I didn't kill you, which is already the greatest mercy!" Zhuo Wen looked indifferently and continued: "Tell me, why do you want to harm me?"
Jingshan was so distraught that she collapsed on the ground and turned a deaf ear to Zhuo Wen's questions.
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly and said, "Don't force me to search for your soul!"
Jingshan still looked confused, as if she didn't hear Zhuo Wen's words at all.
Her cultivation was ruined, her future was bleak, and she was hopeless.
Zhuo Wen shook his head, his right hand turned into a claw, pressed it on Jingshan's head, and began to search for the soul arbitrarily.
After Zhuo Wen took back his hand, he threw Jingshan into the teleportation array.
I saw that the blood mist that had been dispersed by Zhuo Wen swallowed Jingshan up like a big mouth.
Jingshan screamed, but there was no sound at all.
Zhuo Wen looked at the magic circle, where the blood mist was constantly squirming, but his face didn't look very good.
Through Jingshan's memory, Zhuo Wen knew that this array was indeed a teleportation array to places related to Pangu.
However, if you want to activate this teleportation array, you must sacrifice the life of a monk who has obtained a part of Pangu's inheritance.
After the life of this monk who has received Pangu's inheritance is sacrificed, a bloody teleportation card will be formed.
With this blood-colored teleportation card, the recipient can activate the blood-colored teleportation card anytime and anywhere to enter the so-called place where Pangu fell.
Of course, it remains to be verified whether that is the place where Pangu fell, but it is definitely a place related to Pangu.
The inheritance of the sacrificed monk will be burned into the blood-colored teleportation card. The recipient can obtain the Pangu inheritance of the sacrificed monk through the blood-colored teleportation card.
"Haha, this Jingshan is so scheming, she even planned on me from the beginning!"
Zhuo Wen murmured to himself, watching the blood mist in the sky dissipate and turn into a bloody token, which fell into Zhuo Wen's hands.