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Eight hundred and forty seventh chapter crazy escape

"Asura Sea of ​​Blood!"

"Sun God Furnace, burn!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes glowed with dark gold, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes. He waved the blood gun in his hand, and the terrifying sea of ​​blood rolled unbridled and flew straight up into the sky.

The Sun Furnace suspended behind Zhuo Wen released extremely terrifying solar fire, pouring out continuously and forming an extremely powerful and terrifying wall of fire above Zhuo Wen's head.

boom!

The huge palm of Yuanli instantly crushed down and hit the sea of ​​blood and the wall of fire. Then a terrifying circular air wave spread in all directions, forming a spiral hurricane.

Many warriors around them showed shocked expressions and retreated hundreds of meters away before this terrifying wave of air came.

Boom!

When these warriors left, the air wave spread out, and the buildings around the huge streets all collapsed. The area of ​​dozens of miles around almost turned into a vacuum zone, with only the huge Yuanli palm and blood

The sea and the wall of fire are constantly in a stalemate.

Bang!

Yuanli's palm shattered, and then Zhuo Wen spat out a mouthful of blood. With a move of his right hand, he put all the blood gun and the sun furnace into the spiritual ring. In the direction of flying backwards, he spread out three pairs of thunder wings and turned into a

Lei Lei left this place directly.

"He actually blocked Baimei Tianzun's attack. This person is so terrifying!"

Looking at the shattered palm of Yuanli, everyone around him took a breath of cold air. Baimei Tianzun was a real strong man in the Tianzun realm, while Zhuo Wen was just a warrior at the peak of the Xuanzun realm.

It stands to reason that a Xuanzun-level warrior is unlikely to be able to block an attack from a powerful Tianzun-level warrior. Even a random attack by a Xuanzun-level warrior is unlikely to be able to block it.

But Zhuo Wen did it. Although he was injured, he really did it. How could everyone not be shocked?

The young man among the crowd had his face flushed, and his eyes were full of excitement and passion.

Young talents like Zhuo Wen are the geniuses he admires. They are much more powerful than Huangfu Wudao, but at the same time, he is a little worried. White-browed Tianzun is too strong, and he doesn't know whether Zhuo Wen can escape.

"Want to escape? Do you think it's that easy?"

Baimei Tianzun roared angrily, stamped his foot, and his whole body turned into a hurricane, chasing after Zhuo Wen.

"Damn it! Why is this White-browed Tianzun so fast?"

Zhuo Wen unfolded three pairs of thunder wings and his speed soared to the extreme. He also noticed the white-browed Tianzun approaching behind him, and his heart sank with a thump.

In the process of escaping, the injuries in Zhuo Wen's body also began to recover with the terrifying resilience of the Nether King's heart. With Zhuo Wen's current terrifying resilience, as long as he does not hurt his origin, he will basically be able to recover after a certain amount of time.

It's a quick recovery.

However, Baimei Tianzun is a strong person in the Tianzun realm after all. Although Zhuo Wen's thunder wings are unique and extremely fast, they are not enough to be seen in front of a strong person in the Tianzun realm.

Seeing the white-browed Tianzun constantly getting closer to him, Zhuo Wen's heart sank more and more.

"Boy! Let me lend you my Thunder Wings!"

Suddenly, Xiao Hei's voice rang out from Zhuo Wen's sea of ​​consciousness, and then Zhuo Wen was shocked to find that streams of deep, ink-black mist surged out from between his eyebrows, and actually all adhered to the surface of the three pairs of thunder wings.

When the inky black mist dissipated, the three pairs of thunder wings had changed beyond recognition. They no longer existed in the form of thunder and lightning, but turned into three pairs of black dragon wings.

Moreover, these three pairs of dragon wings are extremely huge. They are ten feet long when unfolded. They can sweep up a terrifying hurricane with just a slight movement.

Whoosh!

Three pairs of dragon wings suddenly opened and closed, and in a moment, Zhuo Wen's speed increased tenfold. When Baimei Tianzun was about to approach Zhuo Wen, he was shocked to find that Zhuo Wen didn't know when, his speed increased sharply, and he was suddenly thrown away.

Far away.

After a few leaps, he disappeared from the sight of Baimei Tianzun.

Whoosh!

Above a rather lively street, the White-browed Heavenly Lord suddenly descended into the air, looking around, his expression becoming increasingly ugly.

Everyone on the street also noticed the arrival of the White-browed Heavenly Lord, especially the terrifying aura on the White-browed Heavenly Lord's body, which made many warriors on the street look fearful.

"Did you just see a warrior with three wings on his back passing here?"

The white-browed Tianzun looked down at the people on the street with an ugly expression, and asked coldly.

Many warriors on the street had doubts on their faces, and many shook their heads. Apparently they had not seen the person Baimei Tianzun was talking about.

"If you don't know, then you all should die too!"

The White-browed Tianzun snorted coldly, and slammed down his right hand. The huge energy condensed and turned into a huge palm of several hundred feet, covering the entire street.

Boom!

The entire street was directly blasted into ruins by this Yuanli palm, and the many warriors in the street were all exploded into balls of blood mist, and no one survived.

Looking at the streets turned into ruins, Baimei Tianzun frowned slightly. Just now he sensed that Zhuo Wen, whose speed had increased sharply, disappeared here.

He suspected that Zhuo Wen might be hiding in this street, so he decisively destroyed the entire street in order to force Na Zhuo Wen out. Of course, it would be best if he could be strangled together.

However, what made Baimei Tianzun frown was that the warriors in this street were actually destroyed by him without any resistance. Obviously, Zhuo Wen was not in this street.

Otherwise, with Zhuo Wen's terrifying speed, he would probably leave the street early when he attacks.

The imperial capital is very large, with criss-crossing streets. When Baimei Tianzun completely destroyed this street, all the warriors from other surrounding streets gathered around the ruins of the street.

"That's the Royal White-browed Heavenly Lord. What's going on? Why did the White-browed Heavenly Lord destroy this street indiscriminately?"

The warriors gathered around all had angry expressions on their eyes. White-browed Tianzun's indiscriminate killing of innocent people had obviously aroused public anger, but people only dared to be angry but dared not speak out.

How could they afford to offend Baimei Tianzun, a powerful person in the Heavenly Realm? After all, he was powerful and had a powerful royal background, so they didn't dare to point fingers.

Looking around coldly at the many warriors watching, Baimei Tianzun released his powerful thoughts, trying to see if Zhuo Wen's aura was hidden among the people around him.

What disappointed him was that Zhuo Wen's aura seemed to have completely disappeared after entering the street. Even the surrounding warriors did not have the slightest trace of Zhuo Wen's aura.

"Cunning little devil!"

With a cold snort, the White-browed Heavenly Lord flicked his sleeves, stepped on the air with his feet, and left this place, heading towards the imperial city. He needed to report what happened here to the Qing Emperor.

After Baimei Tianzun left, among the crowd around the ruins, an ordinary middle-aged man with a sallow complexion showed a smile at the corner of his mouth.

This middle-aged man was none other than Zhuo Wen, who had used the "All-Changing Divine Art" to change his appearance and breath. Looking at the departing figure of the White-browed Heavenly Lord, Zhuo Wen's eyes flickered and he quietly left the place.

"I didn't expect that among the royal family, there are still powerful people in the Tianzun realm!" Zhuo Wen murmured to himself in a low voice on the way.

"Since the royal family has a powerful person in the Imperial Realm like Qingdi, there will definitely be a strong person in the Tianzun Realm, and I'm afraid there is more than one strong person in the Tianzun Realm. The royal family of the Qingxuan Dynasty is not such a simple force!" Xiao Hei was cautious.

The sound sounded.

Hearing this, Zhuo Wen nodded, becoming even more wary of the royal family. As Xiao Hei said, the royal family cannot only have one White-browed Heavenly Lord, and there are probably other powerful Heavenly Lords.

It seems that going to the Imperial City Dungeon to rescue people this time is likely to become extremely difficult and troublesome.

"Boy! The current dungeon of the imperial city is undoubtedly a dragon's pool and a tiger's den. Even with the support of Elder Shiyuan, it is probably impossible for you to rescue Lu Hantian." Xiao Hei suddenly said solemnly.

Zhuo Wen's eyes flickered and he said calmly: "I am determined to break into the Imperial City Dungeon. Now let's explore the location of the Imperial City Dungeon first!"

With that said, Zhuo Wen stopped talking and headed towards the northwest of the imperial capital. As indicated on the map, there was a large piece of wasteland in the northwest of the imperial capital.

In the center of the wasteland, there stands a rather majestic rockery. Around the rockery, groups of guards wearing armor and with strong auras, holding weapons, are constantly patrolling around the rockery.

What also shocked Zhuo Wen was that the soldiers patrolling around the rockery were all above the Huangji realm, and the leader of the soldiers was even at the Xuanzun realm.

This is just the outside of the dungeon. Inside the dungeon, there are probably more masters and stronger strength.

After a brief inspection of the surrounding environment of the Imperial City Dungeon, Zhuo Wen's eyes became extremely solemn, he restrained his breath, and quietly left the place.

A few people jumped up, and after confirming that no one was following them, they turned towards Zuichun Pavilion.

After arriving at Zuichun Pavilion, Zhuo Wen secretly entered the courtyard where Mo Yan Wushang was.

bite!

The crisp sound of the piano suddenly sounded, like mountains and flowing water, permeating the entire courtyard. In the central pavilion of the courtyard, Mo Yan was sitting in front of the guzheng with a smile, looking at Zhuo Wen.

"Miss Wushang! Zhuo Wen is being presumptuous by trespassing this time!"

Zhuo Wen held up his hands and came to Mo Yan Wushang, his face looking quite guilty.

Mo Yan Wushang shook his head and said, "Master Zhuo, you are serious! This visit must be related to the Imperial City dungeon, right?"

Nodding, Zhuo Wen did not leave any ink, but said bluntly: "Zhuo is not asking Miss Wushang to help me save people. I just hope that Miss Wushang can tell me the true strength of the First and Second Royal Family. In addition to Qing Emperor, what other masters are there?

"

When Mo Yan Wushang heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It seems you are not just a reckless person!"

"Miss Wushang, please tell me something!" Zhuo Wen said seriously.

"I will naturally tell you about this, but let's go to the inn where you and Elder Siyuan are staying first!" Mo Yan Wushang suddenly said.

Zhuo Wen was startled and didn't understand the meaning of Mo Yan Wushang's words, so he blurted out and asked: "Miss Wushang, what do you mean by this?"

"Of course I'm going to save people with you! With your current strength, wouldn't you risk death by going to save people? If you die, sister Chen Xue will be very sad!"

With that said, Mo Yan left the courtyard without worrying about himself, while Zhuo Wen stood there for a moment in a daze...


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