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Chapter 4187 Jianluo

"Master Jianluo, Master Shenyou! We, the Witch God Clan, already know our mistake! Please be noble and leave us a way out. Don't kill my people again!"

Mo Fenyou knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly to Jian Luo, who was carrying the sword box, and Shen You, who was wearing a feather coat. The ground was banged by the kowtow, and blood splattered on his forehead.

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Mo Liuhuo and Lu Yingying knelt on the ground, trembling, and did not dare to say a word.

They had seen with their own eyes how powerful Jian Luo, who was carrying the sword box, was. With one sword, he had wiped out the entire master of their Witch God clan.

The hill formed by piles of skulls is the masterpiece of Jian Luo.

If Jian Luo hadn't killed them all, the three of them would have died without a doubt and become one of those skull hills.

"Tell me! Where did Zhuo Wen come from? Where is he now?"

Jian Luo put his hands behind his back and looked down indifferently at the Mo Fenyou and three people kneeling in front of him. His voice was cold and emotionless.

Mo Fenyou's mouth was filled with a bitter smile, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Master Jianluo! I really don't know! I just hope that you can be merciful beyond the law!"

"In that case, you'd better die!"

Jian Luo's expression was calm, and the sword finger of his right hand pointed out into the void, and the entire space suddenly surged with surging ripples.

I saw Jian Luo's right sword finger, surged with overwhelming sword intent, swept straight out, and instantly hit the depths of Mo Fenyou's eyebrows.

Mo Fenyou's eyes widened, his energy was cut off, and he refused to rest in peace.

Mo Liuhuo and Lu Yingying were horrified. They both stood up and kowtowed to beg for mercy. Unfortunately, after the sword intent destroyed Mo Fenyou's Qi, it rushed out and penetrated into the depths of their eyebrows.

The anger of the two people was also extinguished.

After killing three people with one finger, Jian Luoyun was calm and expressionless.

Shenyou stood behind Jianluo and said with some fear: "Jianluo, almost all the members of the Witch God clan were killed by you, even Mo Fenyou died! But there was no news at all about Zhuo Wen and Duan Zhipeng.

What should we do when we get down?"

Jian Luo frowned slightly, he was not interested in Zhuo Wen, the only thing he cared about was Duan Zhipeng.

After all, Duan Zhipeng possesses the Nuwa Clan's important treasure, the 'Dark Wheel Eye', which is the most valued treasure by the clan leader.

To put it bluntly, anyone in the Nuwa clan who can find the Dark Wheel Eye for the great clan leader will receive a great reward and good fortune. Not only will they achieve great success in the future, but they will also gain the favor of the great clan leader and achieve great achievements in the future.

It will be unlimited.

This is why Jianluo immediately brought Shenyou to the realm of the witch god after learning that Shenyou encountered Duan Zhipeng and Zhuo Wen and was seriously injured.

Fortunately, Jian Luo arrived just in time and happened to meet Mo Fenyou preparing to move his family.

Mo Fenyou obviously didn't expect that the powerful men from the Nuwa clan would arrive so quickly, catching them off guard.

Jianluo is the most murderous person among the powerful cosmic dharma figures in the Nuwa clan. He kills people like cutting wheat straw.

After knowing that the Wushen clan dared to move their entire clan, Jianluo couldn't help but immediately took action and almost wiped out all the core members of the Wushen clan, leaving only the three of Mo Fenyou.

However, what disappointed De Jianluo was that Mo Fenyou and the others had no idea about the whereabouts of Zhuo Wen and Duan Zhipeng.

"Shenyou, do you know how big a mistake you made? When you learned about Duan Zhipeng's whereabouts, you didn't notify the clan leader as soon as possible! If the clan leader knew about this, do you know what would happen?"

Jianluo glanced coldly, stood behind him, and said uneasy Shenyou coldly.

Shenyou's face was as pale as paper, his lips trembled, and he said bravely: "Brother Jianluo, I hope you can conceal this matter for me! As long as Brother Jianluo you are willing to hide it for me, Shenyou! Next, Shenyou

Going through fire and water will also help you find that part of Zhipeng."

"After you kill Duan Zhipeng, the credit for obtaining the Dark Wheel Eye will all belong to you, Brother Jianluo. Shenyou will never take half of it!"

Jian Luo glanced at Shenyou who had a lowered eyebrow and nodded secretly in his heart.

Shenyou, like him, is a high-ranking member of the Nuwa clan, and his status is not low. Since the former has already surrendered, he naturally cannot be aggressive.

Moreover, his purpose in saying this was to hint to Shenyou not to compete with him for credit. The latter already understood it, and he would naturally not push it further.

"Brother Shenyou, you're so polite! I still need your help in finding Duan Zhipeng this time! If we are lucky enough to catch Duan Zhipeng, Jianluo won't get the credit alone!" Jianluo said politely.

Shenyou was grateful, but he was cursing loudly in his heart. Why couldn't he see that these were Jianluo's polite words.

If Duan Zhipeng is really caught, Jianluo will immediately go to receive the merit alone, and there is no way he can give him soup.

"Next, Brother Shenyou, the divine army under your command will have to help search for clues. You and I still need to work together!" Jianluo said with a smile.

Shenyou nodded, with a hint of gloom and helplessness in his eyes. His control was in Jianluo's hands, and now he could only do free labor for others.

When Shenyou and Jianluo were discussing the search for the whereabouts of Zhuo Wen and Duan Zhipeng, what they didn't know was that the target of their search was rushing non-stop to Nuwa's realm.

Whoosh!

A stream of light flashed from the clouds thousands of miles away, setting off waves of shocking cloud waves.

The clouds and waves dispersed, and a huge divine ship was visible, hanging above the clouds, connecting with the sky, and quickly rushing towards the south.

On the deck of the divine ship, Zhuo Wen sat cross-legged, with the Taiyou Holy Sword gently placed on his knees.

His breathing was even and regular. If you look carefully, you can see that as he exhales and inhales, a wisp of white air pours out of his nose.

White energy surged out, manifesting two white dragons, and faintly emitted a deafening roar of dragons.

Xiao Hei and the sword spirits of the Blood Immortal Sword and the Death Sacrifice Sword had long since left the Taiyou Holy Sword and were suspended in another part of the deck, watching Zhuo Wen exhale and practice in boredom.

Shan Lingyun was sitting next to her, holding her chin with her hands, and said to the little black man boredly: "What's wrong with my disciple? It was fine ten days ago, but since the divine ship sailed above the clouds, the sun is no longer visible.

After sunrise and sunset, he would sit on the deck motionless every day!"

During this period, Zhuo Wen had been occupying the Taiyou Holy Sword, which made Xiao Hei and his two younger brothers really bored, so they separated from the Taiyou Holy Sword and wandered aimlessly on the deck.

Naturally, they met Shan Lingyun, who was also bored. After a few days of getting along and chatting, they became completely familiar with her.

Xiao Hei stretched out a small paw, scratched his butt, shrugged and said: "I think this kid has some enlightenment by chance! It seems that he has fallen into a state of enlightenment! As for what he is enlightening, I don't know what he is enlightening.

I can’t eat it for sure.”

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