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Zhuo Wen looked at the piles of corpses, and his expression was not very good. It seemed that the fire camp was a trap, and the red blood flame's fire was a bait.
These corpses were probably monks from previous great hunts. They broke into this place and were attracted by the red-blooded flames into the fire camp. However, they were never able to get out again and became one of these many corpses.
Whoosh!
Among the piles of corpses, a black shadow rushed over quickly, like a ghost, its movements were invisible and invisible, and its specific traces could not be caught at all.
In the blink of an eye, a black shadow appeared in front of Zhuo Wen, and Zhuo Wen finally saw clearly that it was a face dripping with blood, and it was the weird ghost thing just now.
As soon as the ferocious-looking ghost appeared in front of Zhuo Wen, it opened its scarlet mouth, and poisonous snakes poured out, shooting towards Zhuo Wen.
At the same time, the ghost's limbs quickly grabbed Zhuo Wen's body from both sides, trying to hold Zhuo Wen tightly in a hugging posture, and the ghost's limbs were covered with sharp white claws.
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If Zhuo Wen was really hugged by this ghost, his body would definitely be scratched with bloody holes by its limbs.
Zhuo Wen's expression was indifferent, and he was not at all panicked by the ghost's rapid approach. The moment the ghost was completely close to Zhuo Wen, the surrounding divine swords finally moved, covering the ghost like falling rain.
Zhuo Wen originally thought that among so many souls and swords, this ghost would be driven to pieces.
But what shocked him was that the hundreds of divine soul sword intentions that enveloped the ghost were shattered one after another. When the last divine soul sword intent was shattered, the ghost made a piercing scream and continued to pounce towards Zhuo Wen.
Bright red saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth.
boom!
In the blink of an eye, this ghost thing and Zhuo Wen were violently bombarded together.
“It’s so cold!”
Zhuo Wen clenched the five fingers of his right hand tightly into a fist and punched out fiercely, hitting the ghost's right paw. He immediately felt extremely cold, and the surface of his fist was covered with thick frost.
The ghost was forced back by Zhuo Wen's punch, and landed not far away. His limbs fell to the ground and then bounced violently, running towards Zhuo Wen faster, as if he never tired.
Zhuo Wen's face became unsightly. The origin of this ghost was unknown, but its strength was unexpectedly strong. All Zhuo Wen's surface methods were forced out, but he still only had a slight upper hand.
Zhuo Wen no longer held back, and sacrificed his own lone star, and saw stars breaking out of the ground, surrounding him, and spinning rapidly.
At the same time, he held his right hand in the air, and a divine sword glowing with purple, gold, and black appeared. He held it in his palm. It was the Taiyou Holy Sword.
Bang bang bang!
When Zhuo Wen just took out the Taiyou Holy Sword, a series of explosions sounded behind him, which was the sound of stars being exploded.
I saw that ghost thing breaking through the defense formed by many stars and rushing towards Zhuo Wen who was surrounded by countless stars. Its sharp screams continued to resound in the darkness.
In the blink of an eye, all the stars behind Zhuo Wen were crushed to pieces, and the ghost thing also approached Zhuo Wen's back, opened its mouth and mouth, saliva splashed, and bit towards Zhuo Wen.
"It's been a long time since I tried my best. You're very good, forcing me to use most of my strength!" wavv
Zhuo Wen suddenly turned around, stamped his right foot on the ground, and rushed forward instead of retreating, rushing towards the oncoming ghost, while his right hand gently raised the Taiyou Holy Sword.
I saw the sharp blade of the Taiyou Holy Sword, surging with fiery and terrifying light, dazzling and powerful.
Hongmeng world and sky!
When he was extremely close to the ghost, Zhuo Wen held the hilt of the sword with his right hand and slashed in front of him. The terrifying sword energy quickly grew in size like an exploding air wave.
boom!
The sword energy containing the terrifying sword intent quickly spread to both sides, and the entire dark space was unable to restrain this earth-shattering sword energy.
The ghost thing and the sword energy collided fiercely, making a shrill scream.
Boom!
At the same time, the surroundings of the dark fire camp were also shaken by the sword energy, and countless gravel began to fall.
Wherever the sword energy passed, everything was cut. There was only a tearing sound, and the weird long hair that blocked the exit was torn apart by the sword energy, and strong light spilled from the gap.
Zhuo Wen kicked off his right foot and rushed towards the gap.
The moment he was about to leave the gap, his right foot felt extremely cold, and a cold hand grabbed his right ankle tightly.
Zhuo Wen's eyes boiled with murderous intent, he snorted coldly and said: "It seems you really want to die!"
After saying that, Zhuo Wen raised the Taiyou Holy Sword and slashed out with a sword. The terrifying sword energy blasted into the darkness below like falling rain.
The ghost's shrill screams kept ringing out, and the right hand holding Zhuo Wen finally let go.
Zhuo Wen jumped out of the fire camp, and not long after, the screams inside suddenly stopped, and the entire square fire camp was completely chopped to pieces by his sword energy, leaving a huge and deep hole.
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The spooky aura of the ghost also disappeared completely. Zhuo Wen knew that the ghost should have been destroyed.
It has to be said that the strange ghost was so powerful that it actually forced Zhuo Wen to use the Taiyou Holy Sword and display his magical powers.
You know, with Zhuo Wen's current strength, he can easily crush an ordinary cultivator to death, unless he is at the top of the cultivator. A peak expert might be able to force him to use all his strength.
And this ghost thing can actually push him to this extent. Obviously, the strength of this thing should be around the late stage of the Qiankun Tribulation.
The monks who participate in the Great Hunt are basically monks who are below the Great Tribulation of the Universe. In other words, when the monks in the Great Hunt enter this place, they are basically destined to die or not to live.
This is also why there are so many corpses piled up in the fire camp, most of which were killed by that ghost.
It's just that this ghost was not very lucky. He met Zhuo Wen and ended up in a state of despair.
"Huh? This breath..."
Zhuo Wen's eyebrows moved slightly, and he sensed a familiar aura deep in the huge pit he destroyed in front of him.
"It's the breath of Qiankun Tribulation Liquid, and it's extremely rich!"
Zhuo Wen was overjoyed and jumped into the bottomless pit.
At this moment, wherever there are fire camps, corpses or burning residues in the giant pit, the place has already been penetrated by Zhuo Wen's terrifying sword energy, reaching the bottom of the giant tower.
When Zhuo Wen fell to the bottom, he found that the surroundings were not dim and invisible, but very bright.
The surrounding walls are inlaid with dazzling beads, which illuminate the entire bottom of the tower like daylight.
The area at the bottom of the tower is very large, about 100,000 square meters.
There are no other unnecessary decorations at the bottom of such a large area. The only thing that exists is a drop of crystal-like liquid suspended in the air.
And these droplets are the Qiankun Tribulation Liquid.
"So much Qiankun Tribulation Liquid?"
Zhuo Wen was shocked by the dense amount of Qiankun Tribulation Liquid suspended in mid-air in front of him. A rough estimate showed that there were at least more than 100,000 drops of Qiankun Tribulation Liquid at the bottom of the tower. This was a huge harvest.
Zhuo Wen took out the teleportation array flag, squeezed the seal, put it aside on the ground, and then frantically collected the Qiankun Tribulation Liquid at the bottom of the tower.