"Haier, Tian'er, Xuan'er, where did the three of you go? It's easy to find the mother you killed!"
A dark-skinned woman quickly stumbled over under the guidance of others and hugged three children.
The woman was followed closely by an honest and sturdy man. When he saw that the three children were fine, he scratched his head, smiled honestly, and kept saying that everything was fine.
"Benefactor! It was you who saved my three children! The woman Bi Shufen kowtows to you to say thank you. Thank you, my benefactor!"
After touching the small foreheads of the three children, the dark-skinned woman also noticed the young man in front of her, and quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed in thanks.
The honest man smiled innocently and kowtowed behind the woman.
The young man waved his hand and his eyes fell on an old man on crutches not far away.
The old man was surrounded by everyone, and he seemed to be the backbone of the group.
"You must be the village chief!" the young man asked.
With the support of a young village girl, the old man came to the young man, bowed solemnly, and said: "I am the head of Longxing Village, Zhou Hai! Thank you young hero for saving those three children."
The young man waved his hand and said, "Have all your villagers arrived?"
The old village chief was a little dazed. He obviously didn't expect Zhuo Wen to suddenly ask such an inexplicable question. He nodded subconsciously and said: "Except for some people who go to the town to buy food, most of them are here."
"Next, there may be a war in your village, and hundreds of millions of miles around here will be destroyed. If you believe me, enter the back mountain and go west. In the deepest part of the west, there is a cave."
"There is a formation I have set up in the cave. This is the formation flag. Take it! After you enter the formation, immediately place the formation flag at the entrance of the cave. The formation will close on its own! That formation will protect your lives.
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Zhuo Wen handed the formation flag to the old village chief and said it solemnly.
The old village chief looked at Zhuo Wen strangely, and he didn't quite believe what the latter said.
Their village is extremely remote in Nuwa's realm, and is almost inhabited by mortals, with no monks present.
Now, a person suddenly appears and says that there will be a devastating war here next. It is impossible for anyone to believe it.
After the young man handed the formation flag to the old village chief, he said no more, but took the little girl into the air and rushed high into the sky.
"It's really a monk! Is there really going to be a big war later?"
When Zhuo Wen soared into the sky, all the villagers screamed in surprise.
In the Hundred Realms Outside the World, only true Breaking Heaven monks have the ability to fly into the air. Mortals below Breaking Heaven do not have the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth. After all, the rules here are much stronger than those in the lower world, and the restraints are much more terrifying.
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"Let's go! Let's listen to this gentleman and go all the way west to have a look!"
The old village chief was a highly respected man. He took a deep look at the young man and the little girl hanging high in the sky, raised the crutch in his hand, and shouted to everyone to enter the back mountain.
The young men and little girls who came out of the back mountains were naturally Zhuo Wen and Shan Lingyun.
They had just received a message from the witch Black Lotus, who had successfully stolen the grimoire.
However, it also alarmed everyone in the Wuji Demon Sect. Now Heilian is being chased by the sect leader Demon Charm and is escaping all the way here.
Zhuo Wen knew that a battle here was inevitable, so he asked people from nearby villages to take refuge in their original caves in advance.
"They're coming!"
Shan Lingyun squeezed the seal with both hands, slowly opened her eyes, looked to the east, and said softly.
Sure enough, after a while, a embarrassed figure was quickly moving towards this side.
"It's Black Lotus!"
This figure getting closer and closer is none other than the witch Black Lotus.
It's just that Hei Lian's condition is not very good. His whole body is covered with scars, his face is pale, and there are traces of freshly vomited blood on the corners of his mouth.
Behind Heilian, dozens of figures were quickly chasing after him, and they were getting closer and closer to Heilian.
The leader of this team is a beautiful woman wearing a black robe.
Black Lotus naturally noticed Zhuo Wen waiting high in the sky ahead, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and he quickly came to Zhuo Wen's side.
"Master, this is the grimoire!"
As soon as Heilian came to Zhuo Wen, he took out a book with a metal cover and handed it to Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen did not check it, but took it into the big world. He smiled at Hei Lian and said: "Hei Lian, you did a good job! From now on, you are free!"
Zhuo Wen took out Hei Lian's soul mark and pressed it into Hei Lian's eyebrows.
Heilian felt something in his heart, and the strange feeling of restraint in his heart completely disappeared. He knew that her life and death were once again in her own hands.
"Thank you, Master!" Heilian said sincerely.
"You deserve this!" Zhuo Wen smiled lightly.xdw8
Whoosh whoosh!
Suddenly, a strong sound of breaking wind sounded in front.
I saw that hundreds of meters ahead, a group of demons who were originally chasing Black Lotus stopped one after another.
Wearing a black robe and with charming eyes, the demon looked at Hei Lian coldly, and then her eyes fell on Zhuo Wen who was beside Hei Lian.
"Who are you? Is it because of you that Black Lotus stole the magic book?" Mo Mei said coldly.
Zhuo Wen's appearance and breath can be changed, and this demon has never seen Zhuo Wen, so for a while, he did not recognize Zhuo Wen's identity.
"The magic book is what Black Lotus and I agreed upon, and I heard that this magic book is so incomplete that no one in your Wuji Demon Sect has been able to successfully cultivate it over the years!"
"In this case, wouldn't it be useless if you let your Wuji Demon Sect lose this magic book? Why don't you give it to me, and I will make the best use of this magic book!" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
"What an arrogant boy. Countless masters of our Wuji Demon Sect have never figured out the true meaning of the magic book. You think you can understand it! Why don't you hand over the magic book quickly, otherwise, you will die!"
Before Mo Mei could speak, the bald old man standing next to her took the lead.
The bald old man leaned down and suddenly rushed towards Zhuo Wen, and a huge and magnificent world of universe appeared in the void behind the old man.
The old man's world of heaven and earth was filled with lightning tribulations of various colors, each one thicker than a bucket, and looked extremely terrifying.
The old man squeezed his right hand violently, and all kinds of thunderstorms surged out, condensed in his palm, and turned into a huge three-meter-long thunder hammer.
"Endless Thunder Hammer!"
The muscles in the bald old man's hands nearly doubled in size, and his arms were almost larger than his entire body.
I saw him holding thunder hammers with all kinds of brilliance in his hands, and suddenly fell from the sky. The thunder hammer was raised above his head and hit Zhuo Wen hard.
"The peak of the Great Tribulation of the Universe? This kind of guy dares to challenge me?"
Zhuo Wen shook his head, raised his right hand slightly, clenched it into a fist, and then punched it.
"you wanna die!"
Seeing Zhuo Wen being so supportive, the bald old man sneered in his heart, and the strength of his men increased a bit.
boom!
The gorgeous thunder hammer and Zhuo Wen's fist struck together, and then endless thunder poured down, completely submerging Zhuo Wen...