Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, and his cheeks were slightly rosy. He had to resist the terrifying heat wave just now, and his breath was a little unstable.
The fire-haired man looked down at Zhuo Wen, his eyes full of curiosity.
In his eyes, Zhuo Wen's aura was only in the early stages of the virtual god transformation.
Such a level of cultivation is simply not worth mentioning in his eyes.
In his opinion, the heat wave that just swept over him could destroy this person both physically and mentally.
But what surprised him was that not only was Zhuo Wen intact and undocumented, but he also didn't even take a step back.
Only then did the fire-haired man take a keen interest in Zhuo Wen.
As long as Zhuo Wen can respect him as his master, he will recognize this person as his servant and give him his power for Zhuo Wen to use.
Of course, the fire-haired man never thought that Zhuo Wen would reject him.
He is the weapon spirit of the fourth-level star soldier. In the area of Zhongzhou, he is almost the highest level star soldier. Almost no one will refuse his slightly arrogant request.
You must know that his previous holders, after learning of his request, respected him as their master without hesitation, and he gave them correspondingly powerful power.
"I want all your power!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were calm and he spoke calmly.
The fire-haired man slowly narrowed his eyes, looked at Zhuo Wen coldly, and said: "Did you just say that you want all my power? Among so many Ren holders, your appetite is the biggest. Unfortunately, you are
My servant is not qualified to control all my power!"
Zhuo Wen looked at Gujing without wavering and spoke again: "If you become my servant, then all your power will be mine!"
The fire-haired man finally became serious, with anger and murderous intent rising in his eyes.
"Human, you are really pushing your limits! Who do you think you are, an ant transformed from a virtual god, trying to dominate me? Even a strong man transformed from the divine realm must recognize me as his master in front of me!"
The fire-haired man's expression turned cold. He stepped slowly, and the extinguished mountain burned with blazing blood and fire again. Bathed in the blood and fire, he walked down the mountain step by step.
The terrifying pressure crushed down, and the entire wasteland seemed to tremble.
Zhuo Wen's face changed slightly. The weapon spirit of the Three Fire True Mirror was too powerful, much more powerful than the purple golden toad's weapon spirit.
But his spiritual thoughts have already entered the Three Fire True Mirror, so it is naturally impossible for him to retreat like this. He has to try to see if the Taizi Stone can subdue this weapon spirit.
Bang!
Zhuo Wen stepped forward and used the Hongmeng Movement Technique, transforming into a ghostly purple shadow that instantly appeared behind the fire-haired man.
Boom!
Zhuo Wen punched out, and all the power of the Hongmeng Weapon Jue poured out. The phantoms of weapons were condensed in Zhuo Wen's fists and blasted into the back of the fire-haired man's heart.
Bang!
But what made Zhuo Wen incredible was that the fire-haired man turned around at an incredible speed and then punched him with his backhand.
The fists collided, causing terrifying energy ripples to explode, and a rumbling explosion sounded in the air.
Zhuo Wen groaned, flew backwards, and spat out a mouthful of sweet blood.
The fire-haired man took a step back and looked at Zhuo Wen in surprise.
"Are you really a virtual god? That you are so powerful is really beyond my expectation!"
"It's a pity that your strength is still too weak. You want me to respect you as my master? It's simply fantastic! I think you should die here!"
The fire-haired man stepped on the mountain with his right foot. Suddenly, the blood and fire in the mountain condensed into a huge fire unicorn, roaring out.
Zhuo Wen's body was still in mid-air, and he saw Fire Qilin approaching quickly, with a fierce look in his eyes. Regardless of his injury, he forced himself to use Hongmeng's body technique, and barely escaped Fire Qilin's fatal blow.
But the Fire Qilin was not slower than him at all, and actually followed closely behind him.
Zhuo Wen, on the other hand, suffered serious injuries. If he keeps running away like this, his injuries will worsen and his speed will also slow down.
In the end, he will be caught up by the Fire Qilin, and by then, he will really die without a burial place.
"Ten Thousand Swords Cut!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes showed cruel intent, he raised his eyebrows, and suddenly, a series of divine soul sword intentions came out violently.
At this moment, he immediately released ten thousand divine soul sword intentions. The terrifying sword intention filled the sky, full of terrifying destructive power, and could tear anything into pieces at any time.
Zhuo Wen has comprehended the "Ancient Sword Visualization Diagram" to the last level, and his soul has successfully reached the realm of the Five Transformations.
And every divine soul sword intention he releases has the power to break through the peak of the Five Transformations.
Ten thousand Divine Soul Sword Intentions of equal power are extremely terrifying, and even those who have become strong in Yin and Yang will be torn to pieces by them.
Bang bang bang bang!
Countless souls slashed at Fire Qilin with their sword intent, causing countless sparks to fly.
The fire unicorn roared again and again, and its whole body erupted with terrifying blood and fire, drowning the surrounding divine soul sword intent.
But there are too many Divine Soul Sword Intentions, and it is impossible to destroy them all in a short period of time.
"Huh! You are quite capable!"
The fire-haired man looked at the fire unicorn trapped by the Ten Thousand Souls Sword Intent, snorted coldly, took a step forward, and rushed straight in front of Zhuo Wen.
"Ants are ants after all, let's die!"
The fire-haired man's eyes were cold and emotionless, and he punched Zhuo Wen on the chest.
Poof!
His punch directly penetrated Zhuo Wen's chest, and then he was shocked to find that Zhuo Wen was holding his right fist tightly with both hands.
"Huh? Are you struggling to your death?"
The fire-haired man frowned slightly and wanted to take out his right fist, but to his surprise, Zhuo Wen held it tightly.
Moreover, the fire-haired man also saw Zhuo Wen showing a strange smile, and an unpleasant feeling suddenly arose in his heart.
"Tai Zi Stone, give it to me!"
Zhuo Wen roared angrily, and purple light erupted from the center of his eyebrows. Then an ordinary stone flew out from the depths of his eyebrows and hit the fire-haired man on the head.
The fire-haired man was completely unprepared and was directly hit by the Taizi Stone. Then his expression changed and he became very frightened.
"Taikoo Hongmeng Stone? You...you actually..."
The fire-haired man roared, summoning all the strength in his body and began to resist the power of the Taizi Stone.
But Zhuo Wen squeezed his right fist tightly, making it impossible for him to use his full strength.
"Ant, don't let me go yet!"
The fire-haired man's face changed drastically, and his right fist erupted with terrifying blood and fire, intending to completely burn Zhuo Wen to ashes.
But what surprised him was that although Zhuo Wen was much weaker than him, there was some higher-level power flowing in his body, and he could barely block his blood and fire offensive.
Just like that, under Zhuo Wen's sarcastic gaze, the fire-haired man's body was absorbed inch by inch by the Taizi Stone.
Bang!
When the fire-haired man was completely absorbed by the Taizi Stone, Zhuo Wen spat out a mouthful of blood, sprayed blood mist all over his body, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.
His left chest was punched through, and there was a blood hole the size of a fist, and blood was flowing desperately.