Chapter: 1399
Two sounds of breaking through the air sounded, and Mo Ying and Zui Qingfeng came to the surface at the same time, and then they discovered that the black fog that had trapped Zhuowen not far ahead was gone, and Zhuo Wen's figure was gone.
"Hmph! That guy really has a problem, but do you really think my black mist is so easy to break through?"
The phantom snorted coldly, stepped on the sole of his foot, and swept towards the entrance of the valley, while Zui Qingfeng thoughtfully followed behind the phantom.
At this moment, a large number of Qingxu Valley disciples gathered at the entrance of the valley. They all looked into the valley curiously, but none of them dared to break into the valley.
Zhuo Wen silently mingled among the crowd. When he quietly walked out of the valley just now, he mingled with the disciples of Qingxu Valley. With the powerful effect of his Ever-changing God Art, Zhuo Wen knew that it would be difficult for the phantom and Zui Qingfeng. Find him among so many.
"Senior brother! I found you. What happened in the valley? How could there be such a terrifying vibration?"
A short disciple suddenly rushed to Zhuo Wen's side, patted Zhuo Wen's shoulder, and asked with a smile.
Turning around, Zhuo Wen looked at the short disciple in front of him, and immediately recognized that this person was not the junior who guarded the entrance of the valley at the beginning?
Silently pulling the short disciple to a remote and inconspicuous corner, Zhuo Wen briefly told him what happened in the valley, and Zhuo Wen's performance naturally did not attract the attention of other disciples, after all, other people around him also They are all talking about things in the valley.
"The Demon Daozi and the Demon Shadow from the Tianfeng Demon Palace are here? It's really abominable. It's despicable to dare to snatch the Buddha Demon Bodhi Tree in the hands of the Master Sect Leader."
Hearing what Zhuo Wen said, the short disciple blushed and whispered angrily.
Whizzing!
Two figures suddenly appeared in the valley, which attracted the attention of many disciples. When these disciples realized that it was the phantom and Zui Qingfeng that appeared in front of them, their eyes showed strange expressions.
Looking at the appearance of these two people, it seems that they walked out of the valley together. Aren't they fighting fiercely just now? How is everything safe now?
With a thud in his heart, Zhuo Wen pulled the short disciple and quietly hid in a crowded place with his head slightly lowered. Try to restrain the breath in your body.
"Do you really think you can escape from my palm? My black mist is not just for trapping people."
Looking down at the many Qingxu Valley disciples below, the ghostly voice slowly came out, and continued: "Now I give you a chance to come out on your own initiative, and I can spare your life, otherwise, I will catch you later!" If you come out, it will be too late."
"Moying! Don't be too arrogant, our senior brother is still behind you?"
"Yes! Moying, you, a member of the Tianfeng Demon Palace, dare to yell like this in front of us in Qingxu Valley. You don't take our Qingxu Valley seriously, do you?"
"Brother! This phantom is a traitor, let's take down this person together."
The behavior of the ghost undoubtedly aroused the resentment of many Qingxu Valley disciples below, and the sound of gnashing teeth sounded one after another, wishing to capture the ghost.
Moying sneered and said, "Hey! Your big brother still relies on me to find out the guy who stole the treasure? Why would you care about me?"
"Moying! Don't be too arrogant, hurry up and find out the guy who stole the treasure." Zui Qingfeng said coldly with a bit of gloomy eyes.
"Hey! Can't wait?"
The phantom smiled sarcastically, but he no longer sneered. Instead, he swiped his hands, and wisps of black mist gathered in his hands, and finally turned into a crow.
"Go! Find that guy out."
The phantom loosened his right hand, and the crow transformed from the black mist spread its wings and flew towards the disciples of Qingxu Valley below. It swept away, and finally stopped on the head of an inconspicuous tall disciple.
"Brother?"
The short disciple who was beside Zhuowen looked at Zhuowen beside him with some surprise. The crow released from the hands of the phantom just stayed on top of Zhuowen's head.
Although the short disciple couldn't figure out the situation at all, he also knew that the senior brother who was familiar with him probably didn't do anything good in the valley, otherwise it would be impossible to attract the pursuit of Mo Ying and Zui Qingfeng.
Swish Swish Swish!
All eyes were focused on Zhuo Wen, and there were various emotions such as puzzlement, doubt and gloating in these eyes.
"Hey! As I said, you can't escape from my palm. Die to me and hand over the strange treasure."
The phantom smiled, stepped on the sole of its foot, and instantly came to the sky above Zhuo Wen. With a press of its right hand, countless black mist transformed into a huge black palm, pressing down on Zhuo Wenfu.
"It's over! This junior brother is finished. I don't know what kind of enmity he has with Moying, which made Moying take action himself."
The surrounding Qingxu Valley disciples are all far away, and the phantom is not easy to provoke. If they are accidentally affected, it will be unimaginable.
Obviously, Zhuowen's aura is only three rounds of Emperor Realm, while Moying is the top genius in Yancheng, and a strong person in Xuanzun Realm. The two are not at the same level at all, so everyone looks at Zhuowen. They all contain a touch of pity.
Zhuo Wen raised his head slightly, his long hair swayed with the wind, and with a flick of his fingers, the Buddha and Demon Bodhisattva was held in his hands again. Now that Zhuo Wen's cultivation base has not yet recovered, if he wants to exert the power of the Xuanzun Realm, the only way is to rely on the Buddha and Demon Bodhisattva Buddha power inside.
"The Dharma Predestined for Nirvana in the Great Sun!"
With a low shout, the golden glow rushed out, Zhuo Wenhua was in the shape of four heads and eight arms, and his body continued to expand and grow, turning into a body of hundreds of feet. JrNovels.com
"Hmph! That guy really has a problem, but do you really think my black mist is so easy to break through?"
The phantom snorted coldly, stepped on the sole of his foot, and swept towards the entrance of the valley, while Zui Qingfeng thoughtfully followed behind the phantom.
At this moment, a large number of Qingxu Valley disciples gathered at the entrance of the valley. They all looked into the valley curiously, but none of them dared to break into the valley.
Zhuo Wen silently mingled among the crowd. When he quietly walked out of the valley just now, he mingled with the disciples of Qingxu Valley. With the powerful effect of his Ever-changing God Art, Zhuo Wen knew that it would be difficult for the phantom and Zui Qingfeng. Find him among so many.
"Senior brother! I found you. What happened in the valley? How could there be such a terrifying vibration?"
A short disciple suddenly rushed to Zhuo Wen's side, patted Zhuo Wen's shoulder, and asked with a smile.
Turning around, Zhuo Wen looked at the short disciple in front of him, and immediately recognized that this person was not the junior who guarded the entrance of the valley at the beginning?
Silently pulling the short disciple to a remote and inconspicuous corner, Zhuo Wen briefly told him what happened in the valley, and Zhuo Wen's performance naturally did not attract the attention of other disciples, after all, other people around him also They are all talking about things in the valley.
"The Demon Daozi and the Demon Shadow from the Tianfeng Demon Palace are here? It's really abominable. It's despicable to dare to snatch the Buddha Demon Bodhi Tree in the hands of the Master Sect Leader."
Hearing what Zhuo Wen said, the short disciple blushed and whispered angrily.
Whizzing!
Two figures suddenly appeared in the valley, which attracted the attention of many disciples. When these disciples realized that it was the phantom and Zui Qingfeng that appeared in front of them, their eyes showed strange expressions.
Looking at the appearance of these two people, it seems that they walked out of the valley together. Aren't they fighting fiercely just now? How is everything safe now?
With a thud in his heart, Zhuo Wen pulled the short disciple and quietly hid in a crowded place with his head slightly lowered. Try to restrain the breath in your body.
"Do you really think you can escape from my palm? My black mist is not just for trapping people."
Looking down at the many Qingxu Valley disciples below, the ghostly voice slowly came out, and continued: "Now I give you a chance to come out on your own initiative, and I can spare your life, otherwise, I will catch you later!" If you come out, it will be too late."
"Moying! Don't be too arrogant, our senior brother is still behind you?"
"Yes! Moying, you, a member of the Tianfeng Demon Palace, dare to yell like this in front of us in Qingxu Valley. You don't take our Qingxu Valley seriously, do you?"
"Brother! This phantom is a traitor, let's take down this person together."
The behavior of the ghost undoubtedly aroused the resentment of many Qingxu Valley disciples below, and the sound of gnashing teeth sounded one after another, wishing to capture the ghost.
Moying sneered and said, "Hey! Your big brother still relies on me to find out the guy who stole the treasure? Why would you care about me?"
"Moying! Don't be too arrogant, hurry up and find out the guy who stole the treasure." Zui Qingfeng said coldly with a bit of gloomy eyes.
"Hey! Can't wait?"
The phantom smiled sarcastically, but he no longer sneered. Instead, he swiped his hands, and wisps of black mist gathered in his hands, and finally turned into a crow.
"Go! Find that guy out."
The phantom loosened his right hand, and the crow transformed from the black mist spread its wings and flew towards the disciples of Qingxu Valley below. It swept away, and finally stopped on the head of an inconspicuous tall disciple.
"Brother?"
The short disciple who was beside Zhuowen looked at Zhuowen beside him with some surprise. The crow released from the hands of the phantom just stayed on top of Zhuowen's head.
Although the short disciple couldn't figure out the situation at all, he also knew that the senior brother who was familiar with him probably didn't do anything good in the valley, otherwise it would be impossible to attract the pursuit of Mo Ying and Zui Qingfeng.
Swish Swish Swish!
All eyes were focused on Zhuo Wen, and there were various emotions such as puzzlement, doubt and gloating in these eyes.
"Hey! As I said, you can't escape from my palm. Die to me and hand over the strange treasure."
The phantom smiled, stepped on the sole of its foot, and instantly came to the sky above Zhuo Wen. With a press of its right hand, countless black mist transformed into a huge black palm, pressing down on Zhuo Wenfu.
"It's over! This junior brother is finished. I don't know what kind of enmity he has with Moying, which made Moying take action himself."
The surrounding Qingxu Valley disciples are all far away, and the phantom is not easy to provoke. If they are accidentally affected, it will be unimaginable.
Obviously, Zhuowen's aura is only three rounds of Emperor Realm, while Moying is the top genius in Yancheng, and a strong person in Xuanzun Realm. The two are not at the same level at all, so everyone looks at Zhuowen. They all contain a touch of pity.
Zhuo Wen raised his head slightly, his long hair swayed with the wind, and with a flick of his fingers, the Buddha and Demon Bodhisattva was held in his hands again. Now that Zhuo Wen's cultivation base has not yet recovered, if he wants to exert the power of the Xuanzun Realm, the only way is to rely on the Buddha and Demon Bodhisattva Buddha power inside.
"The Dharma Predestined for Nirvana in the Great Sun!"
With a low shout, the golden glow rushed out, Zhuo Wenhua was in the shape of four heads and eight arms, and his body continued to expand and grow, turning into a body of hundreds of feet. JrNovels.com
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