Chapter four thousand and twenty nine things are impermanent
Boom boom boom!
Lines of terrifying golden sword light soared into the sky, cutting through the incoming waves of terrifying formations and killing intent.
Luke's face was pale, and he was almost fully firing, resisting the offensive of the large formation.
But as Zhuo Wen said, the power of this formation has surpassed the ninth level of Potian. Even though he is a strong man in the ancient star transformation, he also has a formation disk that can find the formation eye.
But everything is of no avail. This formation has exceeded his ability. No matter how he resists, he will eventually die under the strangulation of this formation.
"Zhuowen, stop! I am King Hexu Liuli. If you dare to kill me, you will have completely offended the Hexu clan!" Luke said in a deep voice.
Zhuo Wen stood outside the formation, silently watching Luke resist the attack of the formation, and sneered: "So what about the Hexu clan? As long as you provoke me, Zhuo Wen, I will destroy them!"
Luke was shocked and angry. He didn't expect Mu Feng to be so courageous and not afraid of the Hexu clan behind him.
Mu Feng no longer paid attention to Luke. He knew that being trapped in such a large formation, Luke would eventually die, so there was no need for him to take action himself.
His eyes fell on the two servants Luke brought not far away.
"How...how is this possible? Lord Luke, he is...trapped?"
The two servants trembled with fear when they saw Luke in such a mess. Especially when they felt Zhuo Wen's gaze, they felt a chill all over their bodies.
"escape!"
The two of them were very decisive and immediately used their physical skills to escape towards the Lin Mountain Range.
Even Luke is trapped. How can they have the courage to confront Zhuo Wen? Isn't that just asking for death?
"Escape? Can you escape?"
Zhuo Wen's mouth showed a faint smile, and then he grabbed the air with his right hand.
Only two shrill screams were heard in the void.
Immediately afterwards, not far from the gate of Lin's Mountain Range, two figures fell to the ground in embarrassment.
Lin Langshen looked over and was horrified to find that the limbs of these two people had been torn off and their blood was spilled. They looked miserable.
"Sir, spare your life. We are also following Lord Luke's orders. We really can't help ourselves!"
The two servants knelt on the ground, kowtowing to Zhuo Wen and begging for mercy.
Zhuo Wen had a sneer on his lips. Naturally, he didn't believe what they said.
If these two people are allowed to leave, there is no doubt that they will return to the Hexu clan to inform.
"I only believe in dead people!"
Zhuo Wen waved his sleeves, and two terrifying purple star points shot out, piercing the eyebrows of the two servants.
After casually killing two of Luke's servants, Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on Linlangshen.
Lin Langshen's scalp was numb. He didn't even dare to look at Zhuo Wen and immediately knelt on the ground.
"Sir, God Lang knows he is wrong! God Lang is willing to take full responsibility for this matter. You can kill me, but please don't involve the Lin family!" Lin Langshen lay on the ground and begged for mercy, trembling.
"You can rest assured! I will not touch the Lin family, and I will not kill you! However, I need you to hand over the soul mark!" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
When Lin Langshen surrendered to him, Zhuo Wen did not ask him to hand over the soul mark.
Lin Langshen handed over the soul mark deep between his eyebrows without hesitation.
"You should take Taixu Ancient Demon and the three of them back to the Lin family to cultivate first!" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
After Linlang Shen took the order and left with the Taixu Ancient Demon, the Heavenly Demon Evil King and the Strange Demon King, Zhuo Wen turned his attention to Luke who was still trapped in the formation.
At this moment, the power of the formation became more and more terrifying. The entire formation was filled with a sea of ​​destructive energy, attacking Luke in the center of the formation from all directions.
Luke's injuries continued to increase, and as time passed, his breath became more and more sluggish.
Zhuo Wen knew that before long, Luke would completely fall into the formation.
Luke obviously knew his fate, and his eyes were filled with horror.
"Zhuowen, we have something to discuss. As long as you let me go, I can give you anything!" Luke said loudly.
He was a peerless genius of the Hexu clan, and it had not been long since he was promoted to King Hexu Liuli. He did not want to die like this.
Zhuo Wen showed a faint smile and said: "My request is very simple, surrender to me and become my slave! Then you can live!"
Originally, Zhuo Wen planned to kill Luke directly.
But considering Luke's identity, if Luke is the internal agent of the Hexu clan, then he has great hope of rescuing Shan Lingyun.
Luke's face was gloomy and he said in a deep voice: "Zhuowen, don't go too far. I am also one of the nine kings of the Hexu clan. You actually want me to surrender to you and become your slave?"
Zhuo Wen grinned and said: "Since you don't want to, then you might as well die!"
With that said, Zhuo Wen squeezed the secret, and in a moment, the power of the trapping formation increased a lot again.
Luke spurted out a mouthful of blood. It became increasingly difficult to resist the attack of the killing array. Even the golden stars surrounding him were dim at the moment.
Moreover, the surface of the golden star has become even more pitted, which was caused by the attack of the trapped killing array.
Poof!
Suddenly, before Luke could react, a terrifying attack blasted through his right shoulder.
Blood spurted out, and Luke's right arm broke, exploding into a ball of blood mist.
Then came the left arm, right leg, and left leg.
boom!
Another attack blasted through Luke's chest and pinned him to the ground.
Luke spit out a mouthful of blood, his consciousness began to blur, and his whole body was shaking violently.
The golden stars fell and the golden sword broke.
Luke had reached the point where he was running out of gas.
"Zhuowen, I promise you, I surrender to you, don't kill me!"
Luke fell to the ground and looked at the countless attacks from above, rushing towards him like a heavy rain.
He was completely frightened, he screamed and surrendered completely.
The strange thing is that as soon as Luke said these words, those heavy rain-like offensives stopped completely, as if time had stopped.
Then, the invisible barrier around him gradually disappeared, and a figure walked slowly towards him.
"Luke, hand over your soul mark!"
Zhuo Wen looked down at Luke, whose limbs were broken at his feet, and said calmly.
Luke smiled bitterly. He had experienced so many years of training and knew the truth about success and failure.
He handed over the soul mark without hesitation.
After Zhuo Wen put away the soul mark, he threw Luke a bottle of healing pill and asked him to heal himself.
Luke was not polite. He turned his energy into his hands and feet, opened the healing pill, and began to swallow it one by one, and began to heal himself.
In about half an hour, Luke's limbs grew back, and the injuries on his body were partially healed. At least he could walk normally now.
"Owner!"
Luke quickly came to Zhuo Wen, who was sitting cross-legged on a rock not far away, and saluted Zhuo Wen respectfully.
But his eyes were very complicated. When he first met Zhuo Wen in the starry sky, the latter was still an ant that he could kill easily.
But now, when they meet again, he has become Zhuo Wen's slave.