Although Binghui's cultivation level is the second level of Heaven-shattering transformation, it is extremely rare to possess a first-level Heaven-shattering artifact.
If the Ice Demon King hadn't given him ice armor in recognition of his merits, he still wouldn't have a heaven-shattering artifact.
And the ice armor is nothing more than a first-level divine weapon.
But Zhuo Wen, who had always been looked down upon by him, actually possessed a second-level defensive artifact that broke the sky. How could he not be surprised?
"This boy will definitely die! Everything on him will be taken away from him!"
Bing Hui's eyes flashed, revealing blazing greed.
But soon, greed was replaced by panic, because the number of red lotuses of destruction in the black hole was increasing, pouring down like a torrential rain.
Then, Binghui began to let out even more shrill screams.
Inside the golden coffin, Zhuo Wen sat quietly cross-legged. Although the coffin kept shaking, he remained motionless.
Zhuo Wen is constantly adjusting his state, and at the same time, his spiritual mind is constantly paying attention to the ice glory in the outside world.
When he saw Binghui crying for his father and mother after being blasted by the destroyed red lotus, he felt a chill in his heart.
This Destruction Red Lotus is really terrifying. If he faced it head on, he would be as dead as Bing Hui.
The Red Lotus of Destruction lasted for only one stick of incense, then gradually decreased and finally disappeared completely.
The black hole in the sky slowly dissipated as it continued to squirm.
Obviously, this downturn is finally over.
On the top of Sanqing Mountain, the square in front of Sanqing Palace has long been beyond recognition, while Sanqing Palace has become a ruin.
On the ground, there are two huge pits.
In one of the deep pits, there was a golden coffin, lying quietly; while in the other deep pit, Bing Hui was covered in blood, curled up in the pit, motionless.
boom!
In the ruins at the edge of the Sanqing Palace, the green-haired corpse crawled out with difficulty. His eyes were horrified, and he tiptoed towards the ruins of the square.
He went straight to the golden coffin, knocked on the coffin, and whispered: "Master, are you okay?"
As soon as the green-haired mummy finished speaking, the lid of the golden coffin opened with a creak, and the green-haired mummy sat down on the ground in fright.
"Owner!"
However, the green-haired mummy quickly recognized that the figure coming out of the golden coffin was none other than Zhuo Wen.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's eyes were piercing, and an extremely terrifying aura swept over him.
He has survived the fourth decline and has completely advanced to the fourth decline state. His whole person seems to have undergone a transformation.
Now, if he had to fight Bing Hui again, he would not need to rely on the power of Decay to fight Bing Hui head-on.
Zhuo Wen jumped out of the pit and came to another pit.
However, when he reached the edge of the deep pit, a sharp sword energy swept out of the pit.
Then a handleless ice knife flew out, disappeared in front of his eyes in the blink of an eye, and then appeared behind him at the back of his head, slashing it off violently.
Zhuo Wen snorted coldly, turned around suddenly, and punched out, purple energy erupted from his body, and his black hair turned into purple hair in the blink of an eye, hanging down to his waist.
Keng!
The ice blade collided with Zhuo Wen's fist and broke into pieces in the blink of an eye.
When the ice blade shattered, a black shadow suddenly emerged from the deep pit and appeared behind Zhuo Wen.
"Zhuowen, die!"
This black shadow was none other than Bing Hui. His eyes were filled with murderous intent. He held an ice spear in his hand and stabbed Zhuo Wen in the back of his head.
"Destiny Time and Space Kill!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes turned cold and he used his only self-created magical power, Destiny Time and Space Kill.
Suddenly, a long purple river surged out of the void behind him, and in the blink of an eye, Binghui's entire body was swept into it.
In the purple river, Binghui had the illusion that his destiny was being strangled, and an invisible force seemed to be shaking the string of his destiny.
But soon, Binghui came to his senses. He swung the spear in his hand, and the purple river suddenly collapsed, and he also rushed out of the purple river.
Zhuo Wen, on the other hand, had already distanced himself from Bing Hui in this short moment.
"The power of Destiny Time and Space Killing can no longer keep up with my strength!"
Zhuo Wen sighed as he watched the purple river being easily broken by the ice glow.
His strength has improved too fast. Destiny Time and Space Kill was one of his trump cards at the beginning, but now it is no longer enough.
Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on Bing Hui and found that the latter was extremely embarrassed. The ice armor on his body was broken, blood was dripping on his body, and his aura had become much weaker.
"Zhuowen, I underestimated you. I really didn't expect that you actually possess the second-level artifact of breaking the sky! How could you, a mere indigenous creature, have such an artifact!" Bing Hui said slightly out of breath.
Zhuo Wen grinned and said: "I think you should go underground and ask the Lord of Hell about this matter!"
After saying that, Zhuo Wen took a step forward, no longer concealing his strength, and burst out, rushing towards Bing Hui.
Bing Hui's face changed slightly. His injuries were too serious, his strength had also dropped a lot, and the life-saving ice armor on his body was also seriously damaged.
However, Zhuo Wen had just been promoted and his strength had reached an unprecedented peak, and he gradually had the intention of quitting.
Boom!
Zhuowen's offensive came in the blink of an eye, and Binghui had no choice but to resist.
The heavy snow is still falling, but the heavy snow is not as violent as it was at the beginning and gradually begins to lighten.
Poof!
Two figures met in the heavy snow, and immediately a figure flew out and hit the snow hard.
"Too weak! Binghui, you have become so weak. It's really hard to beat!"
Zhuo Wen landed with his feet on the ground, without stopping at all, and swept towards Binghui again.
Binghui used both hands to form a secret and condensed two ice spears, but they were both shattered by Zhuo Wen's punch.
Click!
Zhuowen's right fist suddenly fell vertically and hit Binghui hard. Ring-shaped energy ripples were heard in the air, and Binghui was penetrated by his punch and nailed to the ground.
"I'm not willing to give in! You ant, if I hadn't been restricted by the starry sky and could only reach the fifth peak of my cultivation, I would have crushed you to death with one finger!"
Bing Hui had obviously reached the point where he was running out of gas. His eyes were rounded, staring at Zhuo Wen, and he roared unwillingly.
"If I were in the same realm as you, and I could fight you in the chaotic starry sky, I could crush you to death with one finger!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold and full of killing intent. He inherited the ancient Hongmeng Jue and was so powerful that no one could match him. In the same realm, he was the only one who could kill others instantly.
"Zhuowen, I am a disciple of the Ice Demon King of the White Walker clan. You can't kill me! If you kill me, you will die too!"
Binghui felt the killing intent in Zhuo Wen's eyes, and finally felt fear. He yelled and moved out the Ice Demon King behind him.
"Even if you are a disciple of the King of Heaven, I will kill you! Since you provoked me first, don't blame me for killing you!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were indifferent, his right hand turned into a sword finger, and it suddenly fell on Bing Hui's eyebrows.
At the same time, Zhuo Wen's eyebrows condensed one after another divine soul sword intent, all following his sword fingers and pouring into the depths of Bing Hui's eyebrows.
A total of nine divine soul sword intentions rushed into the Binghui divine soul and began to destroy it wantonly.
Binghui looked up to the sky and screamed, his whole body convulsed and twitched, blood flowed from all his orifices, and his eyes were staring at death.
Poof!
Zhuo Wen blasted Bing Hui's head with one punch, and finally, Bing Hui's screams stopped abruptly.
"The snow stopped..."
The green-haired mummy following Zhuo Wen found that the menacing goose-feather snow had completely stopped at this moment, and the entire Sanqing Mountain became extremely quiet.
Zhuo Wen put away Bing Hui's spiritual ring, stood up, and popped out a divine fire, completely burning Bing Hui into ashes.
"Master, where are you going?"
When the green-haired mummy saw Zhuo Wen walking towards the mountain gate, he couldn't help but asked in surprise.
"Go to Honghuang Street and kill some people who deserve to be killed!"