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"Hmph! It's just a cultivation level in the middle stage of the Qiankun Tribulation. It's so impressive that even the world of Qiankun has not been sacrificed. Are you trying to resist me with all your strength? Aren't you looking for death?"
The bald old man was hanging in mid-air, holding a huge thunder hammer in his right hand. He looked at the torrent formed by endless thunder disasters under his feet, his eyes full of contempt.
In his opinion, Zhuo Wen had no power to resist this attack and would definitely die.
"You are weaker than the average cultivator at the peak of the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth! Your full blow does not hurt or itch me at all."
When the bald old man was feeling proud, a faint voice sounded from the depths of the torrent of thunder.
The bald old man was dumbfounded, his eyes wide open, staring at the depths of the torrent of thunder and calamity. There, he saw a figure bathing in the thunder and calamity, slowly walking out.
"You...impossible! Endless Thunder Hammer!"
The bald old man was in disbelief. He swung the thunder hammer again, and the terrifying thunder disaster poured down again.
However, this more massive offensive was still unable to cause substantial damage to Zhuo Wen. Zhuo Wen even walked leisurely and contentedly amidst the endless thunder tribulation and slowly approached the bald old man.
"Endless Thunder Hammer!"
"Endless Thunder Hammer!"
"Endless……"
Because of extreme fear and confusion, the bald old man began to swing the thunder hammer crazily, and thunder tribulations poured on Zhuo Wen, trying to knock Zhuo Wen down.
"Is endless enough?"
Suddenly, Zhuo Wen's voice sounded again, very close at hand.
The bald old man who was originally waving the thunder hammer crazily realized that Zhuo Wen, who was originally some distance away from him, had walked in front of him at some point.
"If that's enough, then it's time for me!"
Zhuo Wen spoke again. He didn't give the bald old man any chance to speak. He clenched his right fist and lightly smashed the bald old man in the face.
This punch was unremarkable, but an extremely terrifying pressure suddenly erupted from Zhuo Wen's body, suppressing the bald old man like a mountain bearing down on him.
The bald old man's eyes widened in fear. He wanted to retreat away from Zhuo Wen, but was suppressed by the terrifying pressure and was unable to move.
In the end, he could only watch helplessly as Zhuo Wen's seemingly light fist landed gently on the center of his eyebrows.
A surging force exploded from his fist, poured into the depths of his eyebrows, and detonated his soul.
Poof!
The bald old man spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes widened, and he fell to the ground limply, without any breath.
Not far away, under the care of Shan Lingyun, Hei Lian was recovering from his injuries. He was not surprised to see Zhuo Wen kill the bald old man so easily.
She had witnessed with her own eyes the scene where Zhuo Wen had killed the powerful Dharma Master in the universe.
The bald old man is just the pinnacle of the Great Tribulation of the Universe, so it is reasonable for him to be instantly killed by Zhuo Wen.xdw8
"Master! You have to be careful. Our sect master Mo Mei is stronger than Mo Lan and is already a strong man in the middle stage of the universe." Heilian secretly sent a message to Zhuo Wen to remind him.
Zhuo Wen nodded slightly, his eyes fell in front of him, and his face became ugly and charming.
"Who are you?" Mo Mei asked coldly.
"It doesn't matter who I am, I have only one purpose, which is the magic book of your Wuji Demon Sect! Now that the magic book has been obtained by me, I don't want to conflict with you! If you don't want to die, just retreat, I
I don’t need to hold you accountable.”
Zhuo Wen spoke lightly, as if he was describing a very common trivial matter.
"You stole the most precious magic book of my Wuji Demon Sect and killed the elders of my Wuji Demon Sect. You just told us to retreat without pursuing any further investigation and just wanted to send us away? Do you think too highly of yourself? I really thought you were the Anti-Guxingguang
A strong man of that level?"
The devil smiled in anger, but he was furious in his heart.
Zhuo Wen's arrogance and contempt made her hold back her breath, and now she wanted to vent it directly on Zhuo Wen.
"Although I am not a strong person in the ancient starlight, I am still stronger than you! If you don't want to die, get out!" Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold, and he felt that this demon was unreasonable.
"court death!"
The devil was so angry that he jumped out and rushed towards Zhuo Wen.
Now, Mo Mei has lost her mind. The only thing she wants is to kill Zhuo Wen and cut him into pieces.
In view of Zhuo Wen's powerful strength just now, Mo Mei was a little irrational, but he did not dare to be careless. He sacrificed the universe's Dharma and his natal artifact as soon as he took action.
The demonic cosmic dharma image is a huge 100-foot tall woman wearing a loose black robe.
Behind the black-robed giantess, a pair of bat wings spread hundreds of feet, flashing slowly, setting off terrifying violent hurricanes.
The giantess in black robe holds a black gold scepter. At the head of the scepter, there is a shining black gold gemstone inlaid.
I saw the black-robed female giant holding a scepter in her right hand, connecting points in the air, and huge black gold fireballs flew through the air and blasted straight towards Zhuo Wen.
Each black gold fireball is dozens of feet in size, emitting extremely blazing heat.
Wherever the fireball passed, terrifying waves of hot air were set off, spreading in all directions in a ring shape, as if even the air was about to evaporate and the space was about to burst.
Zhuo Wen stood there, his eyes becoming slightly serious.
He no longer cares about the world, but sacrifices his own universe.
He saw the extremely huge nine-layered universe floating in the void behind him. Within the universe, the nine layers were clearly distinguishable, flashing with nine kinds of catastrophic brilliance with different powers.
Zhuo Wen tapped his right hand lightly in the air, opening a gap in the first layer of Qiankun World. Countless terrifying flames surged out, turning into ferocious and lifelike flame dragons.
The flame dragon easily blocked the black gold fireballs thrown by the devil.
Zhuo Wen tapped his right hand again, and the ice attribute disaster on the second level also rushed out, past the blocked black gold fireball, and went straight towards the demon.
The demon's pupils shrank, and the scepter in his hand was raised, forming a circle of black gold protective shield, covering the whole body, resisting the ice attribute disaster like an avalanche.
"How can his world of heaven and earth... have nine levels..."
Mo Mei's eyes were full of surprise and uncertainty. Soon, she thought of something as if she had been hit hard.
In the world of Nine-Level Universe, the strength is so powerful, only one person agrees with this characteristic.
That’s Zhuo Wen!
But didn’t Zhuo Wen die?
However, there was not much time left for Mo Mei to think.
Zhuo Wen tapped his right hand three times again to open all the gaps in the third, fourth and fifth floors.
I saw blood thunder, black thunder, and corrosive floods mixed with silver, white, and fiery red, all pouring out, rolling towards the demon.
The power of these three disasters is much more powerful than the first two. Once they appear, they destroy most of the defensive circle supported by the demon, leaving only a little bit struggling to support it.
Mo Mei was even more seriously injured, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and her face was as pale as white paper.