Zhuo Wen's fist was as hot as the scorching sun and instantly penetrated Wu Taiji's head.
I saw Wu Taiji's head exploded, and without even letting out a scream, he turned into a headless corpse and fell from the sky.
Bang!
Wu Taiji's body fell heavily on the square in front of Sanqing Palace.
The powerful impact caused the ground in the square to crack.
An invisible ripple of energy appeared in a ring shape, spreading rapidly in all directions, and the entire Sanqing Mountain trembled violently again.
The ice crystals on the surface of the mountain that had been frozen by the ice glow were blown apart by the powerful impact, and many cracks appeared.
The entire Sanqing Mountain fell into a long silence.
Both humans and aliens are still in shock.
All the monks present are not weak, and their spiritual consciousness is not weak either.
Zhuo Wen and Wu Taiji fought to the nine heavens, and their spiritual consciousness could see clearly.
In the end, Zhuo Wen smashed Wu Taiji's head with a punch, and then Wu Taiji became a headless corpse, fell from the sky, hit the top of the mountain, and never got up again.
They couldn't even sense Wu Taiji's aura anymore.
Everyone knew that Zhuo Wen's punch directly destroyed Wu Taiji.
However, what everyone really didn't understand was that Wu Taiji was a strong man in the late fifth stage of his decline and was not so easy to kill.
For monks who have reached this level of cultivation, even if their soul is severely injured and their body collapses, as long as there is still a trace of existence of the soul, they can recover quickly.
Unless the soul is destroyed in an instant.
Everyone can clearly see Zhuo Wen's cultivation level, which is only the third peak.
This level of cultivation is simply not comparable to that of Wu Taiji, let alone his spirit being stronger than Wu Taiji.
But just like that, Wu Taiji was killed, and he was killed instantly.
"This Zhuo Wen...is really not easy to mess with!"
The ancestors of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan, the Moon Wolf Clan and the Giant Turtle Clan all transmitted the message secretly, with fear in their eyes.
At the same time, they were glad that when Wu Taiji asked them to send people to surround Zhuo Wen, they did not agree and remained neutral.
"So strong! This kid is so well hidden!"
The corner of the Black King's mouth twitched, and he felt a little uneasy when he thought about how he had teased him.
He also thought of the injured Sanqing, and his eyes suddenly dawned. He knew that Sanqing's injury had something to do with Zhuo Wen.
Bing Hui's eyes narrowed slightly. He raised his head and looked at the figure suspended in the sky, with a smile on his lips.
"Interesting, really interesting! It's incredible that he actually has the power of shattering!"
Bing Hui murmured to himself, but his eyes became more and more fiery.
He could sense that Zhuo Wen's cultivation was indeed only at its third peak, but the battle just now made him sense the power of Shattered Divine Power.
The sky has not been broken, but it has the power of breaking. What does this mean?
In the hundreds of realms outside the realm, the top geniuses have never been able to possess the power of Shattering God before breaking the sky.
But this happened to Zhuo Wen.
There must be a big secret in this kid!
Zhuo Wen slowly fell from the sky and stood in the mountain gate without looking at Wu Taiji, who was lying in the middle of the square and had already fallen.
The main reason why he was able to defeat Wu Taiji so easily was because his true form and his clone were fused together, and his combat power had reached the fifth peak.
In the past three days, his original body has reached the edge of breakthrough, while his clone has absorbed two Gu insects, Di Jiang and Xizi, and raised the Pangu Holy Body to the state of great perfection.
With this kind of combat power, coupled with the power of Shattering, a monk in the late fifth stage of decline like Wu Taiji could be dealt with with just a flip of his hand.
"Binghui, you let such a loser come to me to die, and you are cowering behind! Are you afraid?"
Zhuo Wen looked down at Bing Hui not far below, his voice was calm and somewhat provocative.
"You don't need to use provoking methods! I will definitely take action today. The reason why I asked Wu Taiji to take action is just to let you live for a while longer!"
"What I didn't expect is that you do have some abilities! Wu Taiji is actually no match for you!"
Binghui walked forward step by step. With every step he took, the surrounding temperature continued to drop.
The three ancestors who were following Bing Hui actually felt the bone-chilling cold, began to shiver, stopped, and did not dare to follow Bing Hui any longer.
The foreign and human monks further away quickly retreated. Their cultivation was not high and they simply could not withstand such terrifying cold air.
Suddenly, snowflakes began to drift over Sanqing Mountain, and the snowflakes became more and more dense. In the blink of an eye, heavy snow began to fall on the entire Sanqing Mountain.
The heavy goose-feather snow was very strange. Some foreign and human monks who had not had time to evacuate Sanqing Mountain were immediately eroded by the terrifying cold air shortly after touching the heavy goose-feather snow, and their whole bodies turned into ice sculptures.
"Let's go!"
The three ancestors of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan, the Moon Wolf Clan and the Giant Turtle Clan realized something was wrong, and no longer paid attention to the ice glow, and violently plundered down the mountain.
Heavy snow fell on them, and terrifying ice crystals continued to condense on them.
If it weren't for their profound cultivation and the energy they mobilized throughout their bodies, the three of them might not have been able to escape the fate of being frozen like other monks.
When the three ancestors finally reached the foot of the mountain and escaped from the heavy snow, they immediately fell to the ground, panting.
They didn't say anything, and immediately sat cross-legged and began to use the energy of heaven to drive away the terrifying cold air that had invaded their bodies.
The Black King and some other human monks completed Sanqing Mountain in time, so they were not greatly affected.
However, when they saw the conditions of the three ancestors of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan, the Moon Wolf Clan and the Giant Turtle Clan, they all felt a chill in their hearts and realized the terror of the heavy snow.
"So strong! The level of power used by this Binghui is far beyond what we can match! Even though his cultivation has been suppressed to the fifth peak, his strength is far stronger than the fifth peak!"
Black King's eyes were solemn, and he felt the terror of the heavy snow. He finally believed what Sanqing told him back then, that Binghui was an existence they could not compete with.
"Zhuowen! Will he really be Binghui's opponent?" Black King raised his head and looked at the young figure standing in front of the mountain gate on the top of the mountain, his eyes showing worry.
Although the Black King once teased Zhuo Wen, he admired Zhuo Wen very much. He didn't want Zhuo Wen to die like this.
Kick, kick, kick!
Facing the heavy snow, Binghui arrived at the mountain gate and passed by Zhuo Wen.
He did not stop, but came to the deep pit in the center of the square and slowly squatted down.
"With one move, Wu Taiji's soul was completely annihilated. It seems that your soul has surpassed the fifth peak of decline!"
Bing Hui looked at the headless corpse in the pit and analyzed it calmly.
Zhuo Wen turned around slowly and looked at Bing Hui's back silently without saying a word.
Bing Hui stood up, turned around and looked at Zhuo Wen, and said with a smile: "I really don't want to kill a talent like you. It's a pity that my junior brother wants you to die. Even if I love him, it's useless."
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"Can you tell me why you can use the power of shattering? I'm very curious!"