"White-browed Tianzun! Now you are a fish and I am a knife. I really don't know why you are still jumping up and down like this? Aren't you afraid that I will directly destroy your Nascent Soul?"
Zhuo Wen's eyes flickered with coldness, and with a pinch of his right hand, powerful Yuan energy poured out and submerged into the light group. For a moment, the Nascent Soul in the light group screamed in pain and almost collapsed.
And the villain in this light group is naturally the Baimei Tianzun whose body was destroyed by Zhuo Wen. Not only Baimei Tianzun, Guanghan Tianzun, Xiyue Tianzun, Huang Jue Tianzun and Ziyang Tianzun's Nascent Soul are also in Zhuo Wen's spiritual ring.
among.
Among the five great deities, Baimei Tianzun is the weakest, and his own Nascent Soul power is blocked by Zhuo Wen. Even though Zhuo Wen's cultivation level has dropped too much at this moment, and he is only around the level of Emperor Ji, but Baimei Tianzun's Nascent Soul is not at all
You can't resist Zhuo Wen.
Sure enough, after being stimulated by Yuanli for a while, Baimei Tianzun became much quieter. He stared at Zhuo Wen with resentful eyes and said coldly: "Zhuo Wen! What on earth do you want to do?"
"Now you can see that my cultivation level is only one level of the Emperor's Realm, and the internal injuries are extremely serious! So I can only borrow the power of your Nascent Soul."
As he spoke, Zhuo Wen's eyes flashed with brilliance, his right hand turned into a claw, and with a sudden click, he grabbed the little man out of the light ball, and then a suction force came out from Zhuo Wen's palm, and actually pulled the white-browed Tianzun Nascent Soul out.
The powerful energy contained in it is slowly inhaled into the body.
"What? Zhuo Wen, you little bastard! You actually dare to absorb the power of my Nascent Soul to heal wounds and improve your cultivation, you bastard."
Baimei Tianzun was furious, thinking that at this moment, his dignified Tianzun was reduced to the 'spiritual medicine' used by Zhuo Wen to heal his wounds. This was extremely humiliating for him.
However, even if Baimei Tianzun struggled desperately, he could not escape from Zhuo Wen's palm. After all, his whole body's power was tightly blocked by Zhuo Wen, and he could not exert any power at all. To put it bluntly, he now has no power at all.
There is no power to bind a chicken.
Zhuo Wen simply ignored the white-browed Tianzun who was still shouting there. With a squeeze of his right hand, surging energy flowed from the Nascent Soul in the light group into Zhuo Wen's meridians, and then followed the meridians towards the Eight Extraordinary Meridians.
circulation.
Tianzun's Nascent Soul energy is indeed very powerful. As this energy travels around the meridians of the entire body, Zhuo Wen can clearly feel a smooth feeling. All the injuries and hidden diseases accumulated in the meridians are washed away and consumed by this energy.
"As expected of Tianzun's Nascent Soul, the energy has such miraculous effects."
The corners of his mouth raised, Zhuo Wen's eyes flashed, and he pinched his right hand again, sucking more surging energy from the Nascent Soul of the White-browed Tianzun, and the poor White-browed Tianzun could only scream in the light ball, scolding Zhuo Wen in his heart
, but these are of no avail.
Time passed slowly, and the deep night gradually turned white. A trace of fish belly white appeared on the sky, and the night was about to dissipate...
Boom!
A muffled thunderous sound sounded, and a figure sitting quietly on the trunk of a thick tree slowly opened his eyes, with a look of energy exuding in his eyes.
"Breakthrough! The Nascent Soul, worthy of being a powerful Heavenly Master, not only healed all the injuries in my body in just one night, but also jumped from the first level of the Emperor's Realm to the third level of the Emperor's Realm."
Zhuo Wen stood up slowly, with a look of pleasure on his face. Due to the injuries in his body, Zhuo Wen had never dared to use too much power in his body, because most of the power in his body was used to suppress the injuries.
Now that the injury has healed and his cultivation level has jumped two levels, Zhuo Wen can fully exert his full strength.
Moreover, Zhuo Wen's own realm is already at the early stage of the Supreme Realm, so as long as he has enough energy, Zhuo Wen will have no obstacles to break through. Zhuo Wen believes that he can fully recover his strength in a short period of time.
Looking at the slightly dim Nascent Soul of the White-browed Heavenly Lord in his hand, Zhuo Wen showed a hint of surprise in his eyes. After a night of absorption, the Nascent Soul of the White-browed Heavenly Lord had only lost a small part.
He is worthy of being a powerful man of the Tianzun level, and the energy in his Nascent Soul is far beyond Zhuo Wen's imagination.
Of course, it is okay if Zhuo Wen continues to absorb the power of the Nascent Soul to restore his cultivation, but if he continues to absorb it like this, Zhuo Wen's own meridians will not be able to bear it.
After all, the meridians of the human body are only that big. If the energy absorbed at one time is too large and exceeds the capacity of the meridians, the meridians will burst. For Zhuo Wen, that is a very dangerous thing.
As the saying goes, you have to eat food one bite at a time, and there is no need to rush the recovery of his cultivation. Zhuo Wen estimates that giving him a month, relying on the power of Baimei Tianzun's Nascent Soul, his cultivation will be able to return to its peak.
Whoosh!
A black light swept out from the spirit ring. Xiao Hei, who looked like a little black dog, stood on Zhuo Wen's shoulder and said in a low voice: "Someone is approaching here. Your breakthrough just now may have been noticed by others."
Zhuo Wen raised his eyebrows slightly. He knew without guessing who the approaching person was. I'm afraid it was the man who spoke rarely.
However, Zhuo Wen doesn't want to face Shao Yanpu yet. After all, there are many warriors of the Four-wheel Emperor Realm in Shao Yan Pu's team. Although Zhuo Wen is not afraid now, if he faces him, he will have to spend a lot of effort.
Just fine.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen stamped his feet, like a roc spreading its wings, and flew towards the leaves on the trunk of the tree, hiding quietly deep in the leaves, waiting silently.
Rustling!
After a while, the sound of leaves being rubbed sounded, and immediately two groups of people came from the path ahead. The leader was wearing a yellow robe and had an elegant demeanor. He was Shaoyan Pu from the Shaoyan family.
Through the gap in the leaves, Zhuo Wen saw the team of the Shaoyan Family at a glance, and he sneered inwardly. However, when Zhuo Wen turned his eyes slightly and focused on the other team, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Zhuo Wen was naturally familiar with the team next to Shao Yanpu. It was the Ruan family team that Zhuo Wen followed back then. The leader of the Ruan family team was Leng Ying with a cold face.
"I clearly heard noise in here just now, why is it so quiet now?" Shao Yanpu came to the tree where Zhuo Wen was, and after looking around for a while, he found nothing, and said with a slight frown.
"Perhaps that bastard Zhuo Wen may have heard the news of our arrival and slipped away in advance." Leng Ying stood side by side next to Shao Yanpu and said coldly.
"possible!"
Shao Yanpu nodded. When Zhuo Wen snatched the spiritual ring from him, he had seen Zhuo Wen's terrifying speed. If it was really Zhuo Wen, it would be understandable to find out that their group left in advance.
"Master Shaoyan! We have been searching all night, and there is no news about Zhuo Wen so far. What should we do?" Leng Ying turned around and stared at Shaoyanpu with a look of inquiry.
Shao Yanpu sighed softly and said: "Go back! Although Zhuo Wen's cultivation level is not high, his speed is extremely terrifying. Even if we find this person, it will be quite difficult to capture him."
"And I also heard that the exotic treasure ahead will be born in the next two days. After the people in Qingxu Valley obtain the exotic treasure, the blockade of the road ahead will be lifted."
Hearing this, Leng Yingqiao's face was full of unwillingness, but she also knew that what Shao Yanpu said was right. This dense forest was too big. To find Zhuo Wen in such a huge dense forest would undoubtedly be like looking for a needle in a haystack.
So they can't delay here any longer.
The group of people searched nearby again, but after finding nothing, they left the place with unwillingness.
After Shao Yanpu and others had completely left, Zhuo Wen slowly stepped out from the leaves, rubbing his chin with his right hand, and his eyes showed a hint of contemplation.
It is impossible for him to return to the Ruan family team. Although he is not afraid of Shao Yanpu and others, once the two of them confront each other, it will inevitably attract the attention of the disciples of Qingxu Valley.
The Shaoyan family has a good reputation, so it goes without saying that the disciples of Qingxu Valley will definitely lean towards Shaoyan Pu, so Zhuo Wen doesn't want to make a fuss about it.
"Boy! Didn't Shao Yanpu say that? Within a hundred miles ahead, a rare treasure is about to appear, aren't you tempted?" Xiao Hei crossed his arms and stood on Zhuo Wen's shoulders, smiling happily.
Quite lewd.
Zhuo Wen rolled his eyes. Xiao Hei said this. It was obvious that Xiao Hei was tempted by himself, and now he encouraged Zhuo Wen to go.
Although Zhuo Wen knew Xiao Hei's little thoughts, he was indeed quite curious about the so-called exotic treasure ahead.
"Let's sneak in and take a look!"
After pondering for a moment, Zhuo Wen decided to go to the dense forest ahead to take a look.
In the early morning, a ray of rising sun cast a warm and warm light. In the open space, two teams, the Shaoyan Family and the Ruan Family, respectively set up camp, waiting for the disciples of Qingxu Valley to be released.
At the entrance of the path ahead, seven or eight Qingxu Valley disciples dressed in blue and white robes stared at the several teams in the open space warily from time to time. The swords on their waists swayed slowly as they moved around.
Kick, kick, kick!
Crisp footsteps suddenly came from the other end of the trail, attracting the attention of others in Qingxu Valley and the open space. A figure was seen walking slowly from the end of the trail.
When this figure approached, everyone finally saw the person's true face. They saw that the person was about middle-aged, with a sallow complexion, sloppy steps, and extremely unstable breath.
Looking at the sick middle-aged man in front of them, many people looked at him with contempt.
Facing those eyes, the middle-aged man seemed not to notice, but walked straight to the entrance of the path ahead. When this man came to the Qingxu Valley disciples and others, he was stopped directly.
"This place is reserved by our Qingxu Valley. If you want to go to Yancheng through this place, you'd better wait a few more days!" A Qingxu Valley disciple coldly scolded.
Looking at the middle-aged man who was stopped, many people in the open space showed joking smiles, and some even laughed unscrupulously.
"Ah? How many more days do we have to wait?" The sallow-faced middle-aged man looked puzzled, a little confused.
The Qingxu Valley disciple didn't bother to explain. He waved his right hand and was about to drive the middle-aged man away when he felt a pain in his chest. He was sent flying backwards, and then a shadow as fast as lightning came from behind.
The Qingxu Valley disciple flashed past the gap and quickly entered the entrance of the path...