The first commander's eyes flashed brightly, and he couldn't help but praise.

But the unprecedented praise of the first commander shocked the hearts of the other five commanders.

They know that the first commander rarely takes the initiative to praise others. Even the first general Shi Li has never been praised by him, but this little guy named Mu Zhuo in the Xuanxuan Sacred Realm was actually praised by the first general. This is the first time that the commander-in-chief took the initiative to praise.

Of course, Mu Zhuo's calculations and foresight were indeed precise and ruthless, even the five commanders admired them in their hearts.

As for Qingcang's death, the six commanders didn't take it seriously at all. They had their own judgments about right and wrong, and it was indeed Qingcang who made the bet and broke it in public. Start with Namjoo.

Such a despicable behavior made the six commanders extremely disdainful, and naturally they didn't feel anything about Qing Cang's death.

The reason why Zang Feng, the general manager, was so persistent was because of his own selfishness in the final analysis. Zhuo Wen had disobeyed Zang Feng before, and this Zang Feng's character was vindictive, so he naturally would not let go of any opportunity to hinder Zhuo Wen.

"This little bastard..."

Zang Feng's eyes were red, but the blood thunder was extremely difficult to deal with, he hesitated again and again, Zang Feng finally jumped out of the range of the blood cauldron.

"The blood thunder is extremely terrifying, even Stone Crack can't fight against it, let alone this son! Either he died under the blood thunder, or he exited the blood cauldron and came to the edge of the square. Once he retreated to the edge of the square, he couldn't escape .�

Landing on the edge of the square, Zang Feng stared coldly at the figure under the blood cloud.

"There should be fourteen bolts of blood thunder, which coincided with the fourteenth sound of the tripod, but this blood thunder is really terrifying. If you want to fight against it, you have to invite the Dacheng Holy Body, otherwise, with my own strength, it is difficult contend."

Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, staring at the blood cloud above, just now after the first blood thunder was blocked by the Tibetan front, he knew that there were thirteen blood thunders behind, which was not something he could resist.

"Boy, you still have two golden thunder bamboos on your body. Take out those two golden thunder bamboos. These golden thunder bamboos are the nemesis of all lightning and can absorb any lightning."

Suddenly, Xiao Hei's voice sounded from the sea of ??consciousness, Zhuo Wen's eyes lit up, he flicked his fingers, and immediately took out two golden thunder bamboos with dim brilliance.

The golden thunders in these two golden thunder bamboos were basically absorbed by Zhuo Wen, which is why they look so dim. Of course, if they want to grow golden thunders again, it may take a hundred years.

"Is it really useful?" Zhuo Wen asked himself a little uncertainly.

Boom!

When Zhuowen fell into hesitation, the blood cloud landed three blood thunders and reached the sky above Zhuowen in an instant.

As soon as Zhuo Wen gritted his teeth, he raised two golden thunder bamboos and went to meet them. At the same time, more than fifty drops of yellow spring water surrounded his body, just in case.

Stab it!

The moment the blood thunder landed on the Golden Thunder Bamboo, Zhuo Wen was astonished to find that the three blood thunders were directly absorbed by the Golden Thunder Bamboo and disappeared in front of him.

This scene was too weird, and everyone around showed disbelief.

Shi Li's pupils shrank unconsciously, his attention quickly fell on the two golden thunder bamboos in Zhuo Wen's hands, and he whispered, "What is the origin of the two golden bamboos in Mu Zhuo's hands? Can they absorb blood thunder?"

Not only Shi Li, Xue Hentian and the six commanders were also surprised.

Boom!

Next, the blood cloud landed one after another blood thunder, but they were all absorbed by the golden thunder bamboo, and Zhuo Wen also passed through the blood catastrophe cloud smoothly.

After absorbing thirteen blood thunders, Zhuo Wen found that the surface of the golden thunder bamboo was faintly blood-colored, and strands of blood thunder continued to pervade, which looked rather strange.

"Perhaps the blood thunder is beneficial to the cultivation of the Dacheng Holy Body. Of course, with the power of the blood thunder, it can also be used as a means of attack."

Zhuo Wen put away the two Golden Thunder Bamboos. He knew how terrifying the power of the blood thunder was. A single blood thunder was enough to put Zangfeng into such a state of utter embarrassment. As for it, I am afraid that Zang Feng would not dare to compete with him.

"This guy..." Zang Feng's pupils shrank slightly, and he whispered bitterly.

The Gorefiend stared at Zhuo Wen with complicated eyes, with a hint of bitterness in the corner of his mouth.

"Is this son going to ring the fifteenth time?" Everyone breathed heavily, all paying attention to Zhuo Wen's next move.

Just when everyone thought that Zhuo Wen would ring the fifteenth time, Zhuo Wen slowly stretched out his right hand and gently stroked the pattern on the surface of the blood tripod.

His gaze became extremely focused at this moment, quietly staring at the pattern on the surface of the blood tripod, after a while, Zhuo Wen whispered softly: "You are sick, so you are venting your dissatisfaction?"

"I... can cure your illness, as long as... you let me ring twenty times, and take me into the blood refining pool!"

Zhuowen's voice was so soft that no one could hear it.

Although the blood tripod in front of him was a fan tripod, Zhuo Wen knew that after countless years of sacrifices to souls, this tripod already had a spirit and emotions of its own.

Zhuo Wen had observed the tripod long ago, and he found that the tripod was venting, and every time it vented, endless resentment would be vented. There is no doubt that the trouble of this tripod is resentment.

But Zhuo Wen's Killing Huangquan Finger was the nemesis of resentment, he knew very well that the killing Huangquan Finger could completely dispel the accumulated resentment in the blood cauldron. JrNovels.com