Regardless of the injuries inside her body, Yan Meng rolled and crawled on all fours with blood still in her mouth, crawled to Zhuo Wen, and kowtowed repeatedly.
At this moment, Yan Meng was terrified, fearing that her behavior would offend Zhuo Wen, who would kill her in anger.
After witnessing Zhuo Wen's expressionless face causing three demon puppets who were her former companions to blow themselves up and kill Fu Chen, she understood that the young man in front of her was definitely a ruthless character.
Zhuo Wen glanced at Yan Meng who was still kowtowing indifferently, and said calmly: "Continue to lead the way! And don't play tricks in front of me in the future. You have to know that my patience is not unlimited."
Hearing this, Yan Meng trembled all over and kowtowed loudly a few times again, indicating that he would never dare to do it again.
Not long after Yan Meng quietly left this place with Zhuo Wen, figures came one after another from the Black City and the surrounding black market area.
The three demon puppets' self-destruction just now made a huge noise, and the entire underground black market was alarmed.
However, after hearing the news, the many monks who came here could only see many craters left by the war, and they did not see any other monks here.
After these monks lingered here for a while, they left one after another and stopped staying here too much.
The underground black market is a place where there are no rules and no laws, where the weak and the strong prey on the weak, and fights and deaths are inevitable.
These monks who have lived in the underground black market for a long time have long been accustomed to it.
They just regretted that they could not get any benefits from this war, and they secretly regretted that they came too late.
When Yan Meng and Zhuo Wen left the battlefield early and took a circuitous route to the gate of Black City, they were stopped.
The entire city is forged from crystal clear black spar, and the entire surface of the battlements is glowing with a faint black halo.
The gate of the Black City is thirty feet high. There is a faint black halo on the surface of the city gate. In the halo, you can clearly see various patterns on the surface of the city gate.
These patterns come in various shapes, including strange animals, buildings with different styles, and complex runes.
Many patterns are combined together to create some kind of mysterious and strange picture.
At this moment, the city gate was closed tightly, keeping Zhuo Wen and Yan Meng out.
On the wall above the city gate, two black-armored monks carried black magic swords on their backs, looking down at Zhuo Wen and Yan Meng indifferently, indifferently.
"Two adults, my master and I are planning to enter the Black City for trading. I hope that it would be convenient for the two adults to open the city gate!" Yan Meng lowered his posture and prayed to the two black-armored monks on the city wall.
Standing on the right side of the city wall, the black-armored monk with a long face glanced at Yan Meng and Zhuo Wen, and said expressionlessly: "Go away! I don't even know what cultivation level you two have? How dare you come to the Black City?"
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Yan Meng's pretty face turned extremely pale. She hesitated for a moment and glanced at Zhuo Wen behind her who was still silent.
She knew that this was her chance to show her guilt in front of Zhuo Wen. If she didn't do this well, she would really have no value to Zhuo Wen.
The scene of the three demon puppets self-destructing involuntarily appeared in her mind, and her delicate body trembled. She once again mustered up the courage to say to the black-armored monks on the city wall: "Two adults, didn't the black city have regulations? Cultivation is in the universe.
Can monks below the Dharma level pass the test of challenging two monks at the peak of the Great Tribulation of the Universe and enter the black city?"
Another round-faced black-armored monk on the left side of the city wall couldn't help but sarcastically said: "There is indeed such a rule, but don't you also urinate and take photos of your own? One is the early stage of the great catastrophe of the universe, and the other is the great catastrophe of the universe.
Do you dare to challenge me in the mid-term?" xdw8
"Get out of here! Don't waste our time."
Yan Meng's face turned red, and she felt powerless. Just when she was about to retort, a strong sound of breaking wind suddenly came from behind them.
Zhuo Wen, who was standing silently behind Yan Meng, saw a cold red light flash in the depths of his eyes. He snorted coldly, held Yan Meng's right arm in one hand, stepped on the air with his right foot, and disappeared from the place.
The moment the two of them left the place, the ground where they were originally was suddenly hit by an extremely blazing and terrifying sword light, and then the ground exploded, forming a huge ravine.
The sword light was strong and terrifying. After exploding the original ground, the endless waves of sword light swept out in all directions, tearing the surrounding space into pieces.
When the aftermath of the sword light spread in an unparalleled manner and landed on the gate of the Black City, the patterns on the surface of the gate continued to surge with ripples, canceling out all the aftermath of the sword light, and the city gate
It is intact.
Zhuo Wen took a deep look at the gate of the Black City. It seemed that the materials used in the Black City were definitely not simple. They could completely neutralize the powerful and terrifying sword light so intact.
Whoosh!
After the sword light exploded, a figure came slowly and landed at the city gate.
This is a handsome man with a handsome face and skin as white as snow. He is dressed in black robes and has a long sword hanging from his waist.
After he landed at the gate of the city, he glanced at Zhuo Wen who was retreating a hundred steps away with pale Yan Meng. The corner of his mouth raised a mocking arc and said lightly: "How can a waste in the middle of the Great Tribulation of the Universe escape my randomness?"
Yi Jian, you are interesting!"
"But no one under my sword has ever survived. Since you can dodge my sword moves, it means you are not ordinary! Then I will give you a decent way to die. I will allow you to commit suicide to apologize."
Zhuo Wen's face turned cold. Is there something wrong with this man named Jian Wuque? He was bragging in front of him. It was obvious that he made a mistake in drawing the sword, but in his words, he was extremely kind and allowed him to kill himself to apologize.
"It turns out to be Lord Jian Wuque! Please come in quickly!"
On the city wall, the two black-armored monks who were originally expressionless and indifferent, the moment they saw Jian Wuque, their faces suddenly burst into smiles, with enthusiasm and flattering smiles.
They quickly activated the city gate mechanism and opened the huge city gate. They smiled brightly at Jian Wuque and looked groveling.
Jian Wuque turned a blind eye and stared at Zhuo Wen indifferently, the mocking smile on his lips getting stronger.
"Suicide and apology?"
Zhuo Wen slowly put down Yan Meng, looked at Jian Wuque sarcastically, and said, "Are you sure there is nothing wrong with your brain?"
Jian Wuque, who was originally looking down at Zhuo Wen from a high position, immediately changed his face when he heard Zhuo Wen's words.
"What did you say?" Jian Wuque said with a gloomy expression.
"You are so brave, how dare you speak to Master Jian Wuque like this! You are just a piece of trash in the middle of the Great Tribulation of the Universe, you are looking for death!" On the city wall, two black-armored monks immediately began to denounce Zhuo Wen plausibly, with a tough and tough tone.
vicious.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were calm. He looked at the two black-armored monks and asked: "Aren't you saying that I am not qualified to enter the Black City? Then if I defeat this person, will it prove that I am qualified to enter the Black City?