So, who exactly killed these disciples?

"It was Zhuo Wen who did it, because the light screen shows that this son has the most golden lines on his body, reaching twenty-five."

Finally, someone noticed that Zhuo Wen's name on the light screen, the golden light emitted by Zhuo Wen's name at this moment was much stronger than other names.

At this moment, among the nine major forces, the masters of the six major forces, Saint Wuzong Wuhou, Baihuayuan Baimeisheng, Immortal Altar Undead Monster, Killing Alliance Killing Emperor, Yacha Haiyong Ye Hades, and Desert Island His eyes narrowed.

The eyes of the masters of the six major forces all burst out with strong murderous intent. Almost all the elite disciples in their forces died. They couldn't swallow this breath.

"Zhuowen, this little bastard, he killed Ruhuo, I must kill him with my own hands."

On the square platform of Qinglong Hall, Elder Linghuo's right hand suddenly hung down on the stone platform beside the handrail, and the powerful force directly smashed the stone platform into pieces.

Qing Yu'an frowned slightly, and murmured in a low voice: "We must kill this son, but not at this time."

Speaking of which, Qingyu'an was also a little worried about Qinglongzi. In such a short period of time, Zhuo Wen actually killed so many disciples from other forces, and even all the other disciples in their Qinglong Hall died except for Qinglongzi.

Regarding this point, Qing Yu'an also had some heartache in his heart, but he didn't show it.

"It should be soon, Zhuo Wen, the little bastard, is about to die."

Qing Yu'an raised her head, her gaze crossed the Jiuyou Tiantai, and landed in the deepest part of Jiuyou Tian, ??as if there was a giant beast hidden in it.

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"Wudie, Taimo, help me protect the magic text and Buddhist text."

Zhuo Wen suddenly said something to Wu Die and Tai Mo, both of them nodded, and rushed to Mowen and Fowen, always vigilant about the surrounding situation.

And Zhuo Wen walked towards Qinglongzi step by step, and said indifferently: "Qinglongzi, do you dare to fight?"

Yang Yi looked at Zhuo Wen curiously, and immediately stepped aside, letting Qinglongzi face Zhuo Wen head-on, while Yang Yi himself stood aside, with an expression of nothing to do with him.

Zhuo Wen took a deep look at Yang Yi, he always felt that Yang Yi was not simple, and gave him an unfathomable feeling.

"There are already twenty-five golden lines, Zhuo Wen can't break through the holy realm?"

In Huangwu World, almost all the disciples of other forces were killed, and only the disciples of Jiashen Academy and Yaoshen Palace remained.

They raised their heads slightly, and their eyes fell on Zhuo Wen, all of them showed horror.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen's holy prestige was too terrifying, and the faint pressure that pervaded them made them a little breathless.

Ten golden patterns can make ordinary warriors achieve the holy realm, but now Zhuo Wen has twenty-five holy patterns, and this boy has not shown any signs of breakthrough.

"The five laws are all fused into the holy power. As long as Xiao Hei can completely transform successfully, then I can become a saint."

Zhuo Wen's eyes flickered, he knew his situation best.

When ten golden lines appeared between his brows, Xiao Hei had already changed slightly.

Now he has twenty-five golden lines, Xiao Hei in his sea of ??consciousness is wrapped in a golden cocoon.

As the number of golden lines between his eyebrows increased, the cocoons wrapped around Xiao Hei became thicker and thicker, and the aura on the cocoons became more terrifying.

Zhuo Wen knew very well that once Xiao Hei broke out of the cocoon and transformed into a butterfly, he would get the final transformation.

And at that time, Zhuo Wen would be able to break the last shackles and achieve the holy realm.

Qinglongzi frowned slightly, Zhuo Wen's aura was too terrifying, he only had ten golden lines on his body, but Zhuo Wen had twenty-five golden lines.

In this yellow mist world where he could not use any other means but only the power of holy luck, Qing Longzi did not have the confidence to deal with Zhuo Wen at this moment.

"Qinglongzi, do you dare to fight?"

Zhuo Wen stepped forward, the power of the holy pattern spread on both feet, and the whole earth trembled suddenly.

The muffled thunderous sound spread throughout the space, rumbling in everyone's ears.

Qinglongzi frowned more and more tightly, but he didn't fight immediately. In other words, he was a little upset now, even a little timid.

"Brother Qinglongzi, don't you claim to be the number one genius in the Nine Nether Realm? Why don't you dare to fight?"

Yang Yi was leaning on a rock, squinting at Qinglongzi, with a smile on his lips, and his voice was full of jokes.

Qing Longzi's face became a little ugly, especially the playful look in Yang Yi's and others' eyes, which made Qing Longzi hold his breath.

"By depriving other people of their luck to obtain such powerful luck, what is the real skill? If you come out of the world of yellow mist and you fight me again, do you dare?" Qinglongzi said coldly Cold and authentic. JrNovels.com