Chapter: 2681
"It's really a gnat that shakes the tree. Is this kid out of his mind?"
"..."
However, the six commanders and palace lord Xue Hentian who were sitting in high positions all closed their eyes and stopped paying attention. The little guy in the Xuanxuan Sacred Realm really didn't have the desire to let them pay attention.
Zhuo Wen watched with cold eyes the mockery and sarcasm of the people around him.
Suddenly, Zhuo Wen pointed out that twenty drops of yellow spring lingered around his body like twenty bolts of lightning.
Bang bang bang bang!
At the moment when that finger landed on Xue Ding Ding, Zhuo Wen tapped it five times in a row. In an instant, the five sounds of the tripod echoed around the square instantly, shaking everyone's eardrums.
At the moment when the sound of the five cauldrons resounded, the sound of countless laughter all around stopped abruptly, and everyone stood up abruptly, staring fixedly at the slender figure in front of the blood cauldron.
Originally leaning back against the corner, closing his eyes and meditating on the stone crack, at the moment when the sound of the five tripods sounded, his eyes opened and closed suddenly, and a dazzling ray of light erupted from his eyes.
"Is this person... crazy?"
Shi Lie stared at Zhuo Wen's back, and finally spit out this sentence, even if it was him, he only knocked four times at the beginning, and the coercion generated by the four beeps was just within the range he could bear.
If the five tones sounded in unison, Shi Li knew very well that he might be able to resist the superimposed pressure of the five tones, but he might be injured because of it.
But the person in front of him, who was only at the Xuanxuan Sacred Realm, actually knocked five times in a row from the very beginning. Don't say that the five knocks were at the Xuanxuan Sacred Realm, even the saints of the Cloudy Sky Sacred Realm would have to do it here. Complete annihilation under the coercion.
Although the Saint of Yangtian Saint Realm cannot die, he will definitely be seriously injured.
Qing Cang was also stunned, but soon he gloated and said: "Blood general, it seems that your helper is begging for death. The coercion of the five voices is very strong, and he is sure to die."
The Gorefiend frowned, and now he couldn't understand Zhuowen more and more. He really couldn't figure out why Zhuowen knocked five times in a row in the first place.
Amid the playful gazes, the coercion of five choruses crushed down like an angry dragon in an instant. In an instant, the square trembled violently, and a huge crack appeared directly, like a terrifying ravine.
Crash!
The invisible ripples spread towards the surroundings at a rapid speed, and the many generals at the edge of the square were also deeply affected, which shows how terrifying this coercion is.
Zhuo Wen stood proudly, wearing a black robe, fluttering and dancing. He raised his head, feeling the pressure that was getting closer, and pointed out with one finger, twenty drops of yellow spring gathered on his fingertips, soaring upwards.
Boom!
When the coercion came, Zhuo Wen only felt his shoulders sink and his knees slightly bent, and immediately he could clearly feel that the twenty drops of yellow spring were rapidly disintegrating drop by drop.
Under this coercion, twelve drops were directly collapsed, leaving eight drops of Huangquan.
The implication of life and death reincarnation is contained in Huangquan, which can be life or death. When Zhuo Wen sacrificed twenty drops of Huangquan, he injected the meaning of Huangquan's life into himself, so that his vitality was connected with Huangquan. Together.
If the twenty drops of yellow spring are not annihilated at all, then Zhuo Wen's vitality will also be immortal.
And the result is indeed the case, the coercion of the five choruses only annihilated twelve drops of Huangquan, making Zhuo Wen completely survive under this coercion.
As the coercion dissipated, Zhuo Wen felt even more keenly that the twelve drops of yellow spring that had been annihilated had re-condensed under the implication of the cycle of life and death.
"This Killing Yellow Spring Finger is really terrifying. Although its power is not strong now, this characteristic is really terrifying! Twenty drops of Yellow Spring are combined with your vitality. If the twenty drops of Yellow Spring are not broken by one blow, then you will be intact. Only one If you completely defeat twenty drops of Yellow Spring, then the external force can completely attack your body."
In the sea of ??consciousness, Xiao Hei's exclamation sounded. At this moment, even Xiao Hei couldn't help admiring the horror and extraordinaryness of this killing Huangquan finger.
"If the number of yellow springs you gather in the future really reaches an extremely terrifying level, I'm afraid that even the strongest of the immortal saint level may not be able to kill you. Zhuo Wen's immortal technique is really terrifying."
Hearing Xiao Hei's exclaiming words, Zhuo Wen also realized how powerful this Killing Huang Quan Finger was, and couldn't help but feel a little joy and excitement in his heart.
"Did you make it through? With the coercion of five voices, this kid actually made it through."
When the coercion slowly dissipated, the scene that everyone imagined that Na Mu Zhuo would be directly crushed to death by the coercion did not appear, but Na Mu Zhuo still stood where he was, seemingly intact.
"How can it be?"
Qing Cang stood up abruptly, his eyes were full of shock, and the Gorefiend also stood up, but his eyes showed excitement.
There was also a hint of emotion in Shi Li Gujing's unwavering eyes. He stared at Zhuo Wen's figure, his brows slowly furrowed, and he couldn't figure out how this little warrior in the Xuanxuan Sacred Realm could resist That terrifying coercion.
"The first five tones only dissipated twelve drops of Huangquan, so let me see how many drops of Huangquan can be dissipated by the last five tones?"
Zhuo's chest was full of pride, and he wanted to see how strong the defense of the twenty drops of Huangquan was.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen pointed out again, approaching the surface of the blood cauldron, and then quickly pointed out five times, and the five tripod sounds resounded like an angry dragon roaring in the square, spreading an ancient coercion Coming, as if shocking the world.
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"..."
However, the six commanders and palace lord Xue Hentian who were sitting in high positions all closed their eyes and stopped paying attention. The little guy in the Xuanxuan Sacred Realm really didn't have the desire to let them pay attention.
Zhuo Wen watched with cold eyes the mockery and sarcasm of the people around him.
Suddenly, Zhuo Wen pointed out that twenty drops of yellow spring lingered around his body like twenty bolts of lightning.
Bang bang bang bang!
At the moment when that finger landed on Xue Ding Ding, Zhuo Wen tapped it five times in a row. In an instant, the five sounds of the tripod echoed around the square instantly, shaking everyone's eardrums.
At the moment when the sound of the five cauldrons resounded, the sound of countless laughter all around stopped abruptly, and everyone stood up abruptly, staring fixedly at the slender figure in front of the blood cauldron.
Originally leaning back against the corner, closing his eyes and meditating on the stone crack, at the moment when the sound of the five tripods sounded, his eyes opened and closed suddenly, and a dazzling ray of light erupted from his eyes.
"Is this person... crazy?"
Shi Lie stared at Zhuo Wen's back, and finally spit out this sentence, even if it was him, he only knocked four times at the beginning, and the coercion generated by the four beeps was just within the range he could bear.
If the five tones sounded in unison, Shi Li knew very well that he might be able to resist the superimposed pressure of the five tones, but he might be injured because of it.
But the person in front of him, who was only at the Xuanxuan Sacred Realm, actually knocked five times in a row from the very beginning. Don't say that the five knocks were at the Xuanxuan Sacred Realm, even the saints of the Cloudy Sky Sacred Realm would have to do it here. Complete annihilation under the coercion.
Although the Saint of Yangtian Saint Realm cannot die, he will definitely be seriously injured.
Qing Cang was also stunned, but soon he gloated and said: "Blood general, it seems that your helper is begging for death. The coercion of the five voices is very strong, and he is sure to die."
The Gorefiend frowned, and now he couldn't understand Zhuowen more and more. He really couldn't figure out why Zhuowen knocked five times in a row in the first place.
Amid the playful gazes, the coercion of five choruses crushed down like an angry dragon in an instant. In an instant, the square trembled violently, and a huge crack appeared directly, like a terrifying ravine.
Crash!
The invisible ripples spread towards the surroundings at a rapid speed, and the many generals at the edge of the square were also deeply affected, which shows how terrifying this coercion is.
Zhuo Wen stood proudly, wearing a black robe, fluttering and dancing. He raised his head, feeling the pressure that was getting closer, and pointed out with one finger, twenty drops of yellow spring gathered on his fingertips, soaring upwards.
Boom!
When the coercion came, Zhuo Wen only felt his shoulders sink and his knees slightly bent, and immediately he could clearly feel that the twenty drops of yellow spring were rapidly disintegrating drop by drop.
Under this coercion, twelve drops were directly collapsed, leaving eight drops of Huangquan.
The implication of life and death reincarnation is contained in Huangquan, which can be life or death. When Zhuo Wen sacrificed twenty drops of Huangquan, he injected the meaning of Huangquan's life into himself, so that his vitality was connected with Huangquan. Together.
If the twenty drops of yellow spring are not annihilated at all, then Zhuo Wen's vitality will also be immortal.
And the result is indeed the case, the coercion of the five choruses only annihilated twelve drops of Huangquan, making Zhuo Wen completely survive under this coercion.
As the coercion dissipated, Zhuo Wen felt even more keenly that the twelve drops of yellow spring that had been annihilated had re-condensed under the implication of the cycle of life and death.
"This Killing Yellow Spring Finger is really terrifying. Although its power is not strong now, this characteristic is really terrifying! Twenty drops of Yellow Spring are combined with your vitality. If the twenty drops of Yellow Spring are not broken by one blow, then you will be intact. Only one If you completely defeat twenty drops of Yellow Spring, then the external force can completely attack your body."
In the sea of ??consciousness, Xiao Hei's exclamation sounded. At this moment, even Xiao Hei couldn't help admiring the horror and extraordinaryness of this killing Huangquan finger.
"If the number of yellow springs you gather in the future really reaches an extremely terrifying level, I'm afraid that even the strongest of the immortal saint level may not be able to kill you. Zhuo Wen's immortal technique is really terrifying."
Hearing Xiao Hei's exclaiming words, Zhuo Wen also realized how powerful this Killing Huang Quan Finger was, and couldn't help but feel a little joy and excitement in his heart.
"Did you make it through? With the coercion of five voices, this kid actually made it through."
When the coercion slowly dissipated, the scene that everyone imagined that Na Mu Zhuo would be directly crushed to death by the coercion did not appear, but Na Mu Zhuo still stood where he was, seemingly intact.
"How can it be?"
Qing Cang stood up abruptly, his eyes were full of shock, and the Gorefiend also stood up, but his eyes showed excitement.
There was also a hint of emotion in Shi Li Gujing's unwavering eyes. He stared at Zhuo Wen's figure, his brows slowly furrowed, and he couldn't figure out how this little warrior in the Xuanxuan Sacred Realm could resist That terrifying coercion.
"The first five tones only dissipated twelve drops of Huangquan, so let me see how many drops of Huangquan can be dissipated by the last five tones?"
Zhuo's chest was full of pride, and he wanted to see how strong the defense of the twenty drops of Huangquan was.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen pointed out again, approaching the surface of the blood cauldron, and then quickly pointed out five times, and the five tripod sounds resounded like an angry dragon roaring in the square, spreading an ancient coercion Coming, as if shocking the world.
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