Chapter: 1142

But now, Gran Haohai is joining forces with Cao and Feng to completely wipe him out. How can this not make Zhuo Wen feel cold?

"Gran Haohai, my father's good brother? Hehe, it's really ironic!"

Zhuo Wen laughed, a little wildly, even madly, with a hoarse and cold voice.

Everything that Lan Haohai has done has completely made Zhuo Wen out of anger.

"Since you want to kill me, Zhuowen, then I, Zhuowen, will let you all know what price it will cost to kill me."

As he said that, Zhuo Wen immediately typed out the Yin Jue with both hands, and the spiritual power in Niwan Palace poured out, adhering to the surface of the Great Wuji Sword Formation.

"The Yin-Yang Style of the Great Promise Sword Formation!"

With a low shout, a Yin-Yang pattern suddenly appeared in the sky above the Great Promise Sword Formation. This Yin-Yang pattern rotated at a high speed, making the Great Promise Sword Formation split into Yin and Yang, showing a state of one black and one white, turning into a Yin-Yang sword formation.

Pooh!

As soon as the Yin-Yang sword formation came out, it immediately leaned against the two closest warriors, and was immediately covered by it, completely rolled in and strangled, without even humming, it turned into a ball of blood foam.


"Kill!"

Zhuowen flipped his right hand, and a Zhang Xu bone gun appeared in his palm. At the same time, three pairs of huge thunder wings emerged from Zhuowen's back. The soles of his feet stomped in the air, turning into a thunderbolt and disappearing on the spot.

The moment Zhuowen disappeared, countless cold lights flew by and slammed on the place where Zhuowen was just now. The sound of clanging gold and iron resounded, and three people attacked Zhuowen at the same time.

Seeing that they missed a hit, the three people's gazes were fixed, and their faces showed astonishment. The three of them looked at each other, and when they were about to find Zhuo Wen's figure, a sinister voice rang in the ears of the three of them. .

"Are you looking for me?"

As soon as these words came out, the pupils of the three narrowed slightly, they turned their heads suddenly, and suddenly saw Zhuo Wen with Lei Yi on his back, appearing behind the three of them as if teleported.

A cold light flashed out, and the bone spear held by Zhuo Wen swung out towards the necks of the three of them.

"Block!"

The eyes of the three were cold, and they all raised their weapons, trying to block Zhuo Wen's shot.

"Can you stop it?"

Zhuo Wen's indifferent voice sounded again, and then a terrifying gun intent erupted around the bone gun, and the speed was soaring to the extreme. Before the three of them could react, Zhuo Wen had already passed them.

tick!

A stream of blood trickled down from the tip of the bone spear, and gathered into a stream of blood underground.

thump!

The three warriors turned their heads slowly, staring at the figure standing silently behind them, and then they each held their necks, then fell to the ground on their backs, completely losing their breath. On the necks of the three of them, all A horrible wound appeared.

"The killing is not over yet!"

Killing three people in an instant, Zhuo Wen's eyes were set on the more than twenty killers above the Yin-Yang sword formation, and the chill at the corner of his mouth became more and more intense.

With a stamped foot, Lei Mang pierced through the void, and Zhuo Wen was like a snake in the void, passing between these twenty figures at an extremely fast speed.

Every time he passed by these warriors, Zhuo Wen's bone spear was as fast as lightning, passing through the vital points of the warriors, bringing out a spray of blood.


Zhuo Wen's cultivation base has reached the late stage of the Nine Rounds of the Emperor's Realm, but his strength is even stronger than the peak of the Nine Rounds of the Emperor's Realm. These warriors who besieged him are basically in the early stage of the Nine Rounds of the Emperor's Realm. In his hands, they are like a butcher. like a dog

Plop!

In an instant, nearly one-third of the more than thirty nine-round emperor-level fighters had been killed by Zhuo Wen, and the corpses fell like raindrops.

And Zhuo Wen was even more unceremonious. While killing these people, the blood-sucking method in his body suddenly started to work, absorbing all the essence and blood in the body of these warriors.

The blood-sucking method can absorb the blood essence of warriors, which contains extremely surging energy. This energy of blood essence can not only help Zhuowen heal his injuries, but also help him improve his cultivation.

It's just that this kind of essence and blood power has a lot of disadvantages, there are many impurities in it, and it also contains side effects such as resentment.

Without the help of the blood demon suppressed in the green coffin, Zhuo Wen would not have used the blood-sucking method easily, but now he has no scruples at all. After all, the blood demon can help him filter out the impurities in the blood essence.

In fact, what Zhuo Wen was most afraid of was the six Profound Senior Realm elders floating quietly at the top of the courtyard. Although two of them were restrained by Lu Nantian, there were still four Profound Senior Realm elders.

Now what Zhuo Wen needs is strength, to improve his strength as soon as possible to deal with these four Xuanzun realm warriors, that's why Zhuo Wen recklessly used secret methods with such side effects as the blood-sucking method.

Whoosh whoosh!

With the continuous absorption of the power of blood essence, the aura in Zhuo Wen's body became bigger and bigger. With one step on the sole of his foot, he became more and more courageous in the battle. With a wave of his hand, countless spears erupted, and he could harvest the lives of several warriors. JrNovels.com