"Xiao Hei, why did the Black God disintegrate again?"
On the broken bow of the ship, Zhuo Wen gritted his teeth and asked Xiao Hei.
Just listen to Xiao Hei's weak reply: "I have only mastered the sacred fire source for the first time. I still have a lot of incompetence in operation, which is understandable! Don't worry, don't look at the Black God's appearance.
, but it carries the power of the sacred fire source and is enough to sail freely in the dark ruins."
A vein popped out on Zhuo Wen's forehead. He really couldn't trust this guy casually. He was too unreliable.
However, what Xiao Hei said is correct. Although the Black God looks terrible now, it does not affect its excellent navigation performance.
Boom boom boom!
Continuous explosions resounded, and the small divine ship not far away finally couldn't withstand the terrifying flames of the sacred fire source and exploded completely.
The fiery red explosion flame expanded rapidly like an inflating balloon and spread in all directions.
Feeling the terrifying high temperature hitting his face, Zhuo Wen's face changed slightly, and he quickly drove the Black God under his feet to quickly move away.
As time passed, Zhuo Wen could clearly feel that the unparalleled thunder array arrayed around the divine ship was rapidly collapsing and weakening.
He sighed softly, knowing that this unparalleled Thunder God Formation was completely scrapped.
Zhuo Wen felt heartache when he thought of all the expensive materials needed for the Unparalleled Thunder God Formation.
Fortunately, he also has a piece of material for the Unparalleled Thunder God Formation.
The endless flames gradually extinguished, and three bruised figures slowly appeared in front of Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen took a closer look and found that these three figures were Long Pu, Hongling and Ziyang.
These three people are in extremely poor condition, especially Zi Yang and Hong Ling. Their ancient astrology has completely collapsed and their auras are extremely weak. If Long Pu hadn't been protecting them, they would have been swept away by the turbulence of the Dark Ruins.
Down into the abyss.
Although Long Pu's anti-ancient horoscope is not broken, it is extremely dim, and is only slightly better than Ziyang Nuzun and Hongling.
"The strong men at the peak of the ancient astrology are indeed powerful. They are still able to defend themselves under the terrifying energy explosion of the sacred fire source!"
Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes. Although the power of the sacred fire source controlled by Xiao Hei was not much, it was already terrifying enough.
Long Pu's eyes were red. While he was protecting Zi Yang and Hong Ling, he looked at Zhuo Wen murderously.
"Little bastard, I really underestimated you! I didn't expect that you actually mastered the power of the sacred fire source!"
"But it looks like you have only scratched the surface and cannot use the more powerful power of the sacred fire source! Now, let me see what else you can rely on."
The anger in Long Pu's eyes was overwhelming. In his mind, chasing Zhuo Wen was an easy task, but he didn't expect that it would cause many twists and turns.
This son must die to let him vent his anger.
In his opinion, without the sacred fire source and the unparalleled thunder formation, the young demon cultivator in front of him was just an ordinary cultivator at the peak of the Great Tribulation of the Universe.
Although he was seriously injured, it was not easy to kill a piece of garbage with this level of cultivation.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were solemn, although Long Pu had been severely injured by the sacred fire source and the unparalleled thunder formation, and his aura had become extremely weak.
But after all, Long Pu is a strong man at the peak of Anti-Ancient Starlight, and is much stronger than him.
With Zhuo Wen's current strength, even if he uses all his cards, he may be able to barely deal with the early stage of Ni Gu Starlight, and he may not even be his opponent.
Of course, with the help of the Peerless Thunder God Formation, Zhuo Wen is still confident that he can compete with the Anti-Ancient Starlight cultivator.
"Little bastard, you will pay with your life for your ignorance and stupidity, die!"
Long Pu's eyes were cold. He jumped up, jumped over the rolling turbulence around him, and rushed toward Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen looked calm, and with a thought in his mind, only the Black God on the bow was left in ruins, retreating as fast as lightning, and its speed was not weaker than the Black God at its peak.
Although Long Pu's cultivation is extremely powerful, without the divine ship, his speed will inevitably be affected by turbulence in the dark ruins, and he also has to protect the severely damaged Hongling and Ziyang Nunzun, which is a burden.
His speed became slower.
Long Pu was furious and chased Zhuo Wen again, but the latter simply refused to fight him at close range, and he couldn't catch up with the Black God.
As for Zhuo Wen, who was standing on the bow of the Black God, his eyes became serious. He waved his sleeves with both hands, and pieces of the materials for the Unparalleled Thunder God Array came out and floated in front of him.
Zhuo Wen was seen making complicated seals with his hands, and the thunder source array hidden deep in his palms shone with mysterious light.
With the blessing of the thunder source array, Zhuo Wen arranged the unparalleled thunder array in an orderly manner.
His technique is skillful and regular, just like flowing clouds and flowing water, constantly perfecting various details of the unparalleled Thunder God Formation.
Long Pu was panting, and the inverse astrology surrounding him became increasingly dim, and his actions became more sluggish and frustrated under the influence of the turbulence.
He also discovered Zhuo Wen, who was constantly forming formations on the bow of the Black God, and an inexplicable sense of crisis swept over his heart.
"We must not let him successfully arrange this formation!"
Instantly, this thought came to Long Pu's mind.
He completely lost the advantage of the right time, place and people, and instead fell into an extremely passive disadvantage.
If Zhuo Wen was asked to set up an unparalleled thunder formation, Long Pu couldn't imagine whether he could withstand Zhuo Wen's next terrifying offensive.
Long Pu struggled hard. He glanced at Hongling and Ziyang, who were being protected by him, and gritted his teeth to release them both.
He can't control these two people now.
If he couldn't kill Zhuo Wen quickly, he would be killed.
Without the encumbrances of Hongling and Ziyang, Long Pu was much faster and quickly caught up with the Black God.
The moment Long Pu was about to jump into the bow of the Black God, Zhuo Wen, who was setting up his formation, suddenly opened his eyes, and the movements of his hands completely stopped.
He looked at Long Pu who was getting closer and closer, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.
"Not good!" xdw8
The moment Long Pu saw the obvious mocking smile on the corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth, he immediately felt something was wrong.
He quickly changed direction, trying to get away from Zhuo Wen in the other direction, but found that Zhuo Wen waved his sleeves, and formation patterns suddenly centered on him and radiated in all directions.
Rolling purple thunder spread out from the surroundings like dense raindrops, filling the entire space.
Before Long Pu could get very far, he was hit by endless purple thunder. He screamed and retreated involuntarily.
A fierce light flashed through Long Pu's eyes. He glanced at Zhuo Wen in the center of the formation, then roared and rushed towards Zhuo Wen.
He understands that his only way out now is to give it a try.
As long as Zhuo Wen, the person who set up the formation, is killed, the formation will be self-defeating.