Looking at the blood gun that swept away in that instant, Ziyang Tianzun's pupils shrank into needles, he shouted angrily, and with a drag of his hands, purple energy rushed out, and his hands were wrapped in purple energy.
"Block it for me!"
Ziyang Tianzun shouted loudly, and threw out his hands wrapped in purple energy, trying to completely pinch the blood gun that was coming straight at him.
Ding!
There was a flash of blood, and the moment it approached the pair of purple hands, it froze completely, but Zhuo Wen's eyes were still full of indifference.
"You...can't stop it!"
An indifferent voice came out, and Zhuo Wen clamped the handle of the blood gun with both hands, and then rubbed it violently. The blood gun spun violently, and countless blood bursts shot out.
"ah!"
Ziyang Tianzun howled miserably, and in the continuously rotating blood gun, his hands wrapped in purple energy were directly smashed into pieces by the blood gun's terrifying blood energy.
Kick, kick, kick!
Ziyang Tianzun stepped back continuously, his face as pale as snow, and he stared at the strange young man with bloody hair reaching his waist in disbelief.
What's going on? Why did Zhuo Wen's strength in front of him suddenly become so terrifying? Even he, a strong man at the peak of Tianzun Realm, became so fragile in his hands.
"die!"
After crushing Ziyang Tianzun's hands, Zhuo Wen's feet turned into a streak of blood and bullied Ziyang Tianzun again, with the blood gun in his hand moving forward with indomitable force.
"No! His Majesty the Qing Emperor, save me."
Staring at the blood gun that was coming, Ziyang Tianzun showed a look of despair in his eyes. It was too strong. Zhuo Wen was too strong at this moment, so strong that it made him feel unreal.
This kind of terrifying power simply cannot come from a young warrior at the Supreme Realm.
"Zhuowen! Do you dare to kill Ziyang Tianzun?"
At this moment, Qing Emperor, who was using the contract scroll to refine the black dragon, also noticed the movement here. Especially after seeing Zhuo Wen killing Huang Jue Tianzun and crushing the arms of Ziyang Tianzun, his eyes finally showed a trace of emotion.
At the same time, Emperor Qing blasted out the void with a palm, spitting out cyan energy, rolling wantonly in the void, turning into a thousand-foot-long cyan mountain, crushing down towards Zhuo Wen.
Now the Qing Emperor was at the critical moment of refining the black dragon, so he couldn't rush to rescue Ziyang Tianzun. He could only use this blow in the hope of killing Zhuo Wen and saving Ziyang Tianzun.
"Zhuo Wen! You are dead. If Emperor Qing takes action, you will definitely die."
Looking at the azure mountains that were crushing in the void and looked like the power of heaven, Ziyang Tianzun's eyes showed excitement. He knew that if the Qing Emperor took action, he would be saved.
The terrifying coercion came, causing Zhuo Wen, who was charging in mid-air, to sink and find it difficult to move, as if he was in a quagmire.
This is the power of the emperor, the pressure of a strong person in the imperial realm.
"Kill! No one can stop me."
Roaring to the sky, Zhuo Wen slapped the coffin behind him with his right hand again. In an instant, the coffin lid opened from one-half to two-thirds. Endless blood, like a hurricane whirlpool, swept out from the coffin, sweeping away Zhuo Wen's somewhat small body.
The figure was completely enveloped.
Bah ba ba ba!
In the blood-red vortex, Zhuo Wen's eyes became increasingly blood-red, his cheeks were covered with countless interlaced blood-colored veins, and his long blood-colored hair that was originally waist-length actually grew wildly again until it reached his buttocks.
The sea of blood rolled out from the void. Zhuo Wen stamped his foot, and countless bloody whirlpools around him dispersed. Stepping on the sea of blood, he completely destroyed the powerful imperial power that had descended on him.
Rumble!
The cyan mountain came in an instant and fell on Zhuo Wen's head. Zhuo Wen pointed the tip of his gun and fired a shot at the fallen mountain.
This shot was wrapped in a sea of blood, endless will, and Zhuo Wen's endless madness.
Click!
A scene that stunned everyone happened. At this moment, dense cracks began to appear on the surface of the blue mountain formed by the Qing Emperor's powerful blow, and these cracks were spreading more and more.
Click!
In the end, the huge cyan mountain collapsed and turned into countless cyan lights. In the endless cyan light, a blood shadow swept out again, and the target was clearly the Ziyang Tianzun not far away.
The smile on Ziyang Tianzun's face completely froze, and his eyes were finally filled with endless fear. How is this possible? Even Qing Emperor's attack can't stop Zhuo Wen, how is this possible?
Unfortunately, Ziyang Tianzun did not think for too long, blood light passed between his eyebrows, and then a wisp of blood swept out from his eyebrows, and the expression on Ziyang Tianzun's face was completely frozen in fear at that moment.
thump!
When Ziyang Tianzun's body fell to the ground and made a sound, everyone around him came back to his senses from their daze.
Tianzun Huangjue and Tianzun Ziyang were actually killed in front of them, and they were killed easily. What's even more incredible is that Qingdi's attack was also defeated.
All eyes were focused on the figure with bloody hair reaching to his hips. The young man in front of him created a miracle. He killed five great gods in a row with only the supreme realm. This kind of feat has never been done before.
Qingdi's face was extremely ugly. He was also shocked by Zhuo Wen's terrifying fighting power, but what he was more saddened by was the fall of the five great deities of the royal family.
These five great Heavenly Lords were trained by his Qing Emperor, and it took many years to cultivate these five Heavenly Lords. But now, luckily, they were all killed by Zhuo Wen.
"This power is not my power at all, but the power of the devil! I don't know what method this boy used to use the power of the devil to become a demon, thus gaining such an extremely terrifying power."
Qingdi's eyes were a little solemn, and he could tell at a glance Zhuo Wen's current state, which was a sign of being possessed, and the deeper Zhuo Wen was possessed, the stronger the power he could obtain.
Once this child is completely possessed by the devil, he will completely stimulate the power of the devil and become an out-and-out murderous devil.
"Damn it! Why does this kid have to become a demon at this moment? This emperor is just a step away from being able to completely refine this black dragon."
Thinking of this, Qing Emperor's face became a little unhappy. Now that he was entering the critical moment of refining the dragon soul, Zhuo Wen actually chose to become a demon to gain powerful power. This was beyond Qing Emperor's expectation.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen had already arrived beside Lu Hantian and Elder Shiyuan. He clapped his right hand and took out the bronze paper kite from the spiritual ring.
This bronze paper kite was the flying spiritual treasure given to him by Lu Hantian. It was not slow, and it was a very good transportation tool for seriously injured warriors like Lu Hantian and Elder Shiyuan.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were red, and he forcibly suppressed the terrifying desire to kill, and said in a deep voice to Lu Hantian and Elder Siyuan: "Brother Hantian, Elder Siyuan! You two quickly get on the bronze paper kite and leave the imperial capital."
"Zhuowen! Why did you choose to become a demon? Once you become a demon, your destiny will not be controlled by you, but will be dominated by the endless desire to kill in your mind. When the time comes, you will lose yourself and become a demon." Lu
Hantian said in a low voice.
"I... have no choice! Leave quickly, I can't control this desire to kill anymore."
Zhuo Wen roared low and made a move with his right hand. In a moment, Lu Hantian and Elder Siyuan were wrapped up by Zhuo Wen and brought to the bronze paper kite. Then Zhuo Wen slapped the bronze paper kite with his right hand.
A high-pitched chirping sound sounded, and the bronze paper kite led Lu Hantian and Elder Siyuan into a beam of green light and rushed out of the imperial capital.
After the bronze paper kite completely disappeared from sight, Zhuo Wen slowly turned around and stared with a pair of blood-red eyes at the Qing Emperor who was still refining Xiao Hei not far away.
Qing Emperor's brows twitched, and he felt Zhuo Wen's murderous eyes, and there was a trace of anxiety in his heart. Now that he was about to succeed in refining, Zhuo Wen's ghost was still lingering.
At the same time, Xiao Hei, who was originally weak and weak, started to struggle hard, and dragon roars continued to sound.
"Xiao Hei! Wait for me and I will release you."
Muttering in a low voice, Zhuo Wen stepped on the sole of his foot and flew towards Qing Emperor at such a fast speed that he arrived near Qing Emperor in just two breaths.
"Qing Emperor, come and accept your fate!"
As he said that, Zhuo Wen's blood spear had already been swept out, and the endless sharpness overflowed. The bloody spear tip went straight towards Qingdi's eyebrows, which contained a strong momentum of indomitable progress.
"Damn it! In five breaths, I will be able to completely refine this dragon soul. Damn it! Zhuo Wen, this little bastard."
Zhuo Wen's shot was even more terrifying than before, especially now that Zhuo Wen had become a demon and his power had reached the terrifying level of the First Level Emperor. Even the Qing Emperor did not dare to stand and be attacked by Zhuo Wen.
With an angry roar, Qingdi retreated repeatedly with a look of unwillingness, and even used rare swear words in his mouth.
Whoosh!
Zhuo Wen came to Xiao Hei, pushed with his right palm, and spit out powerful power. The bloody runes surrounding Xiao Hei's body were directly shattered by Zhuo Wen's powerful palm force.
Ouch!
Freed from the shackles of the blood runes, Xiao Hei's huge dragon body gradually shrank, and finally turned into the shape of a small black dog the size of a palm.
However, at this moment, the little black dog is already dying, the black spirit body has become illusory and dull, and his breath is extremely weak and sluggish.
Slowly falling on Zhuo Wen's shoulder, Xiao Hei showed a forced smile and said in a low voice: "I really didn't expect that your kid actually used the Seal of Blood Success. Don't you want to die?"
Zhuo Wen shook his head and said: "Do you think I can tolerate you being refined like that by Qing Emperor? You are my partner, I will never let you be enslaved by Qing Emperor, so why not become a demon? After all, sometimes
, there will always be times when you can’t help yourself.”
"Xiao Hei! You have consumed too much of your original power. Go back to the spiritual ring first!" Zhuo Wen said suddenly.
Xiao Hei was startled and said hesitantly: "Zhuowen! Your sea of consciousness?"
"Destroyed!"
Zhuo Wen said softly, the Qing Emperor's power was too powerful before, and he stirred Zhuo Wen's sea of consciousness unscrupulously. Even if Zhuo Wen's sea of consciousness was very powerful, it couldn't withstand the torment, and now it has basically been smashed to pieces.
If Zhuo Wen hadn't used the power of the Blood Demon now, he might not have been able to wake up, and he would still be in a coma.