Fu Ming's pupils shrank to the size of needles, and he looked at the slowly walking figure in disbelief.
The poisonous mist that he was most proud of could not do anything to Zhuo Wen, and even his gods and demons were easily killed by others.
Jian Wuqing and Leng Feifei were even more shocked.
Fu Ming is the strongest among the three of them. He tried his best, but was easily broken open by others.
They are not fools and naturally realize that there is a huge gap between Fu Ming and Zhuo Wen.
And they are worse than Fu Ming, can they really fight Zhuo Wen?
When the three of them were in a state of confusion, Zhuo Wen moved.
Zhuo Wen took one step forward, and his whole body flew out like lightning and flint. The purple-gold divine sword in his hand was spitting out the blazing purple-gold sword light.
When Fu Ming reacted, Zhuo Wen had already appeared in front of Fu Ming and slashed out with his right hand.
The purple-gold sword light penetrated the sky with power and struck at Fu Ming's chest.
Fu Ming felt the threat of death. He screamed and immediately burned his blood essence, condensing all his strength into his hands.
Poof!
The moment the two touched, Fu Ming's defense collapsed, but the sword light remained unabated, cutting off Fu Ming's hands.
Blood was flowing freely, and Fu Ming kept retreating, screaming in horror from his throat.
"Too weak!"
Zhuo Wen did not pursue him, but looked at the embarrassed Fu Ming with a calm expression.
Fu Ming barely managed to steady his body, and when he heard Zhuo Wen's words, his eyes showed humiliation.
Jian Qingqing and Leng Feifei were so frightened that their faces turned pale and their whole bodies were shaking.
Zhuo Wen's strength once again exceeded their expectations. Fu Ming was severely injured with one move, and they would only be even worse when facing Zhuo Wen.
"You are so weak, why do you still want to fight?"
Zhuo Wen fell to the ground with a lack of interest.
Now that his strength has surpassed that of the Gods and Demons, he has no interest in entangled with Fu Ming and the other three.
If these three people were not of some use value, he would have killed them with one sword.
Fu Ming and the other three fell into silence, all lowered their heads and said nothing.
Fight? How to fight? With such a huge disparity in strength, no matter how hard they struggle, it will be in vain.
"What do you want?"
Fu Ming landed next to Jian Wuqing and Leng Feifei, looking at Zhuo Wen with a fearful expression.
He was a smart man and knew that Zhuo Wen's attack only severely injured him but did not kill him. It must have been purposeful.
Zhuo Wen smiled and said: "I like to deal with smart people. Tell me, what is your purpose of going deep into the Ghost King Ridge?"
Fu Ming's face changed slightly. He hesitated but said nothing.
Leng Feifei and Jian Qingwu also remained silent.
Their purpose of entering Ghost King Ridge is the ultimate secret of the three major clans!
If this kind of secret is leaked, they will basically not survive if they return to their respective clans.
"If you don't tell me, you will die!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were sharp, and he could vaguely guess that the purpose of these three people entering Ghost King Ridge was to target the Hexu clan.
Although he doesn't have a good impression of the Hexu clan, he is more afraid of the three major clans.
Obviously, Zhuo Wen's threats did not have much effect. Fu Ming and the other three still gritted their teeth and refused to say anything.
"Since you don't tell me, then I will naturally have other ways to find out."
Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a fierce light, and he looked into the void with his right hand.
Before Fu Ming could even react, his forehead was grabbed by Zhuo Wen and held in his hand.
"You...what do you want to do?"
Fu Ming was horrified. He was somewhat aware of what Zhuo Wen was going to do to him.
"Search for souls!"
Zhuo Wen spat out these two words coldly, and powerful spiritual power surged from his eyebrows, following his palm and drilling into the depths of Fu Ming's Tianling Cave.
Fu Ming was like a fish on dry land, struggling violently and swinging his body, trying to escape Zhuo Wen's control.
The side effects of soul searching are too great. Once his soul is searched, his soul will be seriously injured. At worst, his soul will be damaged, and at worst, he will become a fool.
"I said, I'll tell you everything, stop searching for souls!"
Fu Ming screamed in fear, and he chose to surrender.
But Zhuo Wen didn't seem to notice. He still grabbed Fu Ming's Tianling Cap and accelerated the speed of invading Fu Ming's soul.
When Jian Qingqing and Leng Feifei saw this scene, their expressions were cold.
"Take action! The secret of the Ghost King's seal is revealed, and we won't survive!"
Jian Qingqing took the lead and drew out the divine sword on his back, like a sharp bolt of lightning, and rushed towards Zhuo Wen.
Leng Feifei also understands the reason. Although she is very afraid of Zhuo Wen, her reason tells her that she has no choice but to take action now.
It has to be said that Jian Qingqing and Leng Feifei knew the timing of their attack very accurately.
During the process of searching for souls, monks must concentrate their attention and have no time to do other things.
Seeing that Zhuo Wen was motionless, the two women felt relieved and ecstatic in their hearts.
This time, they might really kill Zhuo Wen, a huge troublemaker.
But they didn't see a cunning light flashing in the eyes of Zhuo Wen who was searching for his soul.
Whoosh!
Two sounds of breaking through the air sounded, and Jian Qingqing and Leng Feifei appeared on either side of Zhuo Wen, each using their strongest killing move.
When their killing moves were about to land on Zhuo Wen, dense and powerful formations suddenly surged around them.
The formation pattern was as strong as a hurricane, annihilating all the killing moves of the two and shattering them into pieces.
The formation pattern was divided into two parts, and struck the two women with lightning speed.
Jian Qingqing and Leng Feifei obviously did not expect such a turn of events to happen, as they were hit by two formation patterns one after another.
The two women spit out a mouthful of blood as if they were hit hard, fell from the air, and were unable to move.
Zhuo Wen sneered, ignored the two women, and continued to search Fu Ming's soul.
Fu Ming's only hope was shattered. He completely gave up resistance and stopped struggling.
And his non-resistance also made Zhuo Wen's soul search go more smoothly.
About two hours later, Zhuo Wen let go of Fu Ming, who fell weakly to the ground, foaming at the mouth and a silly smile on his face.
The side effects of the soul search appeared. Fu Ming's sanity was damaged and he became a fool with low intelligence.
Zhuo Wen had a solemn look on his face. He searched Fu Ming's soul and finally found out Fu Ming's purpose of coming to Ghost King Ridge and the secrets of the three major clans.
"Sure enough, the three major clans joined forces to attack the Hexu clan with ulterior motives. They actually want to destroy the Hexu clan."
Zhuo Wen murmured to himself and couldn't help but feel horrified.
From Fu Ming's memory, he learned that the guardians of the three realms were said to be taking action.
He knew that this matter was serious. If the plans of the three major clans were implemented, the Hexu clan would not be able to escape the fate of annihilation.
The three realm guardians are equivalent to three powerful men in the realm of freedom. Such a lineup is too terrifying and can destroy any clan with average power.
What made Zhuo Wen even more ugly was that the real purpose of Fu Ming and the others entering Ghost King Ridge was to unblock the Ghost King.
And once the Ghost King's seal was unlocked, Zhuo Wen knew that the Ghost King would be the first to settle the score with him.
"We must go to the place where the Ghost King has sealed the seal to prevent the Ghost King from breaking the seal!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a solemn look. He waved his sleeves and brought the seriously injured Jian Wuqing and Leng Feifei into the big world.
Then, he turned into a stream of light and left this place.
PS: The annual meeting has been quite busy these two days, so I’m really sorry! Will resume two updates tomorrow