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Eight hundred and sixtieth chapters the real power of embodiment

Mo Yan Wushang's beautiful eyes flashed slightly, just as Zhuo Wen said, Baimei Tianzun had his arm broken by the one on the 18th floor, and his strength was far inferior to before.

Originally, White-browed Tianzun should be at the early stage of Tianzun Realm, but now his strength may have dropped by nearly 30 to 40%, which is equivalent to a warrior at the peak of Jinzun Realm.

"Then be careful yourself!"

Mo Yan Wushang nodded, made a move with his jade hand, and flicked the sound wave power in the morning bell and dusk drum. The White-browed Heavenly Lord was ruthlessly thrown out, leaving him in a miserable state.

The withdrawal of Baimei Tianzun undoubtedly made it much easier for Mo Yanwushang. Now he can use the morning bell and evening drum to deal with Huangjue Tianzun, Xiyue Tianzun and Guanghan Tianzun with ease.

"Little bastard! I'm going to peel off your skin, cramp your tendons, crush your bones and raise ashes, making your life worse than death!"

As soon as he was released, the white-browed Tianzun's cold eyes were fixed on Zhuo Wen, as if he was staring at prey.

Zhuo Wen smiled, stared at Baimei Tianzun in a rather playful manner, and said: "With a broken arm, do you really have the strength to capture me and torture me?"

"Hmph! Even if my strength is damaged, you are just a supreme warrior, so what qualifications do you have to compare with me! Come and die!"

The white-browed Tianzun snorted coldly, and like a roc with spread wings, he flew towards Zhuo Wen in an instant. The milky white Yuanli spit out, turned into a huge palm, and slapped Zhuo Wen.

"That young man is Zhuo Wen? Isn't Zhuo Wen rumored to be missing? Why did he appear from the abyss of the dungeon?"

Countless warriors around the dungeon also noticed Zhuo Wen. At this moment, Zhuo Wen had already restored his original appearance. Many people still remembered his amazing act in the Jinluan Palace, so when Zhuo Wen appeared, many warriors took him to his side.

Recognized it.

However, what surprised them was that Zhuo Wen actually dared to challenge Baimei Tianzun as soon as he came out. Although Zhuo Wen's aura actually reached the supreme level, which shocked many people, but with such a level of cultivation, he dared to challenge Tianzun level warriors. This is not

Looking for death?

Although many people can see that the White-browed Tianzun is a lot weaker because of his broken arm, but a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even the Tianzun with a broken arm is not something that a Supreme Realm warrior can challenge.

Staring at the palm of Yuanli that was approaching in the sky, Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold. He looked into his hand and took out a blood gun. He raised the tip of the gun and the sea of ​​blood rolled.

"The sea of ​​blood is overwhelming!"

With a low drink, Zhuo Wen's figure moved with the blood gun, and his whole body merged into the sea of ​​blood, his figure looming like a ghost.

Boom!

The sea of ​​blood instantly collided with Yuanli's palm, and then the two froze in mid-air, motionless.

"kill!"

Zhuo Wen suddenly emerged from the sea of ​​blood. With a wave of his blood gun, the sea of ​​​​blood separated to form a blood path. Zhuo Wen swung his spear, and layers of power exploded, hitting Yuanli's palm heavily.

Click!

In an instant, Yuan Li's palm shattered into countless fragments, while Zhuo Wen continued to rush towards Baimei Tianzun with overwhelming force.

The white-browed Tianzun's eyes were gloomy, and he stepped back with the sole of his foot, landing dozens of meters away.

Boom!

The moment Baimei Tianzun retreated, Zhuo Wen had arrived at the place where he was standing just now. He heard a loud noise and the ground was directly smashed into a huge crater by a terrifying force.

Kick, kick, kick!

Slowly walking out of the huge pit, Zhuo Wen straightened his waist, holding a blood gun, staring at the white-browed Tianzun indifferently, with a faint smile on his lips and said: "Yuanli's palm is vulnerable, and he retreated first under my attack.

, He is worthy of being a powerful man.”

Zhuo Wen's slightly sarcastic words made the White-browed Heavenly Lord's face stiffen and his eyes became extremely gloomy. If he was facing a warrior of the same level just now, it would be extremely normal for him to retreat.

It's a pity that he faced Zhuo Wen, a junior whose cultivation was two levels worse than him, and he actually retreated, which changed his taste in the eyes of others.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhuo Wen said this, many people around him focused their eyes on Baimei Tianzun, and even the mocking look in their eyes was stronger than Zhuo Wen's, and there were even boos from around him.

"Sharp-tongued little bastard! Besides talking nonsense, what else can you do?" White-browed Tianzun snorted coldly.

Zhuo Wen sneered: "Dignified Heavenly Lord, are you actually making excuses? Was your Yuanli palm broken by me? Did you just retreat?"

The question rang out, and the White-browed Heavenly Lord frowned slightly, but fell silent in a rare moment.

"Then why am I talking nonsense? Isn't what I said the truth?" Zhuo Wen sneered again and again.

"I am not familiar with you! Anyway, you are the one who is about to see the coffin."

The White-browed Heavenly Lord didn't want to talk to Zhuo Wenduo, so he made a gesture with his left hand, and the white light between his eyebrows bloomed. Then a sharp eagle cry resounded, and then the White-browed Heavenly Lord used his armor soul, the White-browed Harrier Eagle.

However, the White-browed Falcon summoned by the White-browed Heavenly Lord this time was much weaker than last time, both in size and aura. Zhuo Wen knew that it might have something to do with the broken arm of the White-browed Heavenly Lord.

"Little bastard! This time you won't be as lucky as last time. Come and die!"

The White-browed Tianzun let out a sharp roar and jumped up onto the White-browed Harrier. Then his mind controlled the White-browed Harrier to charge towards Zhuo Wen.

Looking at the white falcon flying straight towards him, Zhuo Wen's eyes became extremely solemn. Last time, he was so embarrassed by this white falcon that he was captured alive by the White-browed Tianzun.

If someone hadn't taken action later in the Ice and Snow Prison Abyss, he would have been a prisoner of the White-browed Heavenly Lord now.

Although the White-browed Tianzun's strength is greatly reduced now, and the strength of the White-browed Falcon is not as good as before, Zhuo Wen still doesn't have much confidence in facing the White-browed Falcon.

Whoosh!

The white-browed falcon was extremely fast and arrived in front of Zhuo Wen in an instant. Zhuo Wen naturally would not sit still and wait for death. With a squeeze of his hands, three pairs of thunder wings appeared from behind.

Attacked by the White-browed Harrier Eagle.

"It's so fast!"

Looking at the white-browed falcon passing by, Zhuo Wen's eyes became more solemn. At the same time, without hesitation, the dragon soul materialized, and countless black mist spread all over the body, entering the dragon form.

At the same time, another whistling sound came, and the white-browed falcon eagle turned around and attacked again, even faster and faster.

Zhuo Wen snorted coldly, and the black dragon scales on his hands kept squirming, turning into a pair of cold dragon claws. Then Zhuo Wen dragged his claws, like two dragons swallowing pearls, and blasted away at the white-browed falcon in front of him.

"Dragon strangulation!"

Not to be outdone, the White-browed Harrier eagle also flew out with a pair of talons, blowing up gusts of wind.

boom!

The two were separated at the first touch. Zhuo Wen grunted and stepped back dozens of steps. His hands were numb and trembling slightly. The White-browed Harrier just swayed his body and charged forward again.

"Zhuowen! You are dead, so what if my cultivation is damaged? You are still no match for me. When I capture you, I will let you experience a life worse than death."

White-browed Heavenly Lord laughed triumphantly, staring at Zhuo Wen who was getting closer and closer, with a somewhat unscrupulous shouting on his face.

"Oops! The White-browed Harrier is too fast to avoid!"

Looking at the white-browed harrier that was getting closer and closer, Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank and he wanted to get away, but because of the impact just now, his whole body was paralyzed and it was difficult to move.

boom!

The white-browed falcon struck Zhuo Wen hard, and then Zhuo Wen fell directly from the sky like a meteorite and hit the ground.

"Huh! Sure enough, you are just a talkative brat. If it weren't for the Qing Emperor's order, I would have killed you several times!"

The white-browed Tianzun Jie Jie sneered, and immediately sat down with a slap on the white-browed harrier. The latter let out a high-pitched cry and swooped down, and its target was Zhuo Wen in the huge pit.

"Zhuowen!"

Elder Shiyuan and Mo Yanwushang both saw the fighting situation on Zhuo Wen's side. Although they were quite easy to deal with their opponents at the moment, it was impossible to completely leave the battle group and go to rescue Zhuo Wen, and it was too late.

After all, the White-browed Harrier is too fast.

Cough cough cough!

In the deep pit, Zhuo Wen struggled to get up, and when he saw the white-browed falcon coming towards him, his pupils shrank and his face became extremely gloomy.

"Boy! Give me the initiative of your body for the time being. Now you can partially embody this dragon master. If you don't resist, I dragon master can use your body to exert part of his power!"

Seeing the White-browed Harrier getting closer and closer, Zhuo Wen was also a little flustered, and Xiao Hei's voice suddenly rang out.

"Huh? Let you control my body? Yes!"

Hearing this, Zhuo Wen did not hesitate and handed over control of his body to Xiao Hei, while he closed his eyes slightly and sank into the sea of ​​consciousness.

When Zhuo Wen reopened his eyes, his pupils had turned into an inhuman dark gold color. Then Zhuo Wen stepped on the sole of his foot, a burst of energy flew out, and his whole person exited the huge pit like a spring.

Boom!

The moment Zhuo Wen exited, the White-browed Harrier Eagle's attack was in vain and hit the deep pit directly, stirring up clouds of dust and blocking his vision.

Whoosh!

Another eagle call sounded, the wind roared, and countless dust dispersed. The white-browed harrier suddenly rushed out and flew towards Zhuo Wen again.

"Little bastard! Let me see where you can escape to? Come and die." White-browed Tianzun stood on top of the white-browed falcon, looking down at Zhuo Wen in front of him indifferently.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen did not pay attention to the white-browed Tianzun, but said to himself indifferently: "Zhuo Wen! Take a good look, the embodiment of this Dragon Lord is not just using brute force like you, the real power can be embodied by you.

It has never been unearthed."

With that said, Zhuo Wen stepped on the sole of his foot, and terrifying power poured out. Dense cracks appeared on the ground, which looked extremely ferocious!

Then, Zhuo Wenhua made a shadow, and his speed was countless times faster than before.

Whoosh!

Everyone's eyes were stunned when Zhuo Wen unknowingly came under the belly of the White-browed Harrier. Then he pushed his elbow against the belly of the White-browed Harrier, and the spikes at his elbow penetrated into the belly of the White-browed Harrier without any hindrance.




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