Chapter: 2686
The blood cauldron was silent for a moment, and the patterns on its surface suddenly burst into blazing light, and a terrifying aura gushed out, making Zhuo Wen couldn't help but step back a few steps, but this aura came and went quickly, and soon disappeared without a trace trace.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were fixed, showing a hint of joy, he knew that the blood cauldron agreed, and the aura just now was a reminder.
"Don't worry, I will do my best to help you get rid of your resentment!"
Zhuo Wen took a deep breath, pointed out, and knocked fifteen times. Suddenly, the sound of the tripod resounded, and then Zhuo Wen was pleasantly surprised to find that the blood tripod no longer emitted coercion and blood energy, but erupted infinitely. Endless resentment.
"Since you agree, let's come out all at once!"
Zhuo Wen laughed loudly, and pointed out again, and in an instant, he pointed out five times in a row.
bang bang bang!
The five tripod tones resounded layer upon layer, like a grand bell, like an echo in an empty valley, like a thunderous thunderbolt, continuous and rumbling.
In an instant, everyone stood up, whether it was a guest or a general, or the six commanders or the Palace Master Xue Hentian, their movements were surprisingly consistent, and they stood up one after another.
Their eyes were incredulous to hear the terrifying duplication sound and the slender figure in the robes under the duplication sound.
At this moment, this figure is infinitely magnified in the eyes of everyone, like a mountain...
"Two... twenty strokes? How did this kid do it?"
Everyone stood up, their eyes fixed on Zhuo Wen, their faces twitching violently.
The only one who can ring the blood cauldron twenty times is Xue Hentian, the lord of Xuelian Mansion, and it is said that Xue Hentian finally did it by relying on the might of the Nine Suns Dao Sword.
But this Mu Zhuo in front of him, in terms of cultivation base, is not in the Profound Sage Realm, and in terms of seniority, he has no official position in the Blood Refining Mansion, and at the same time he is an unknown person, but it is this son who actually knocked on the blood cauldron twenty times.
"Twenty strokes? Impossible, he... I don't believe it!"
Shi Li trembled all over, clenched his fists tightly, stared at Zhuo Wen's figure, and let out a low growl that didn't sound like a human voice.
Although he regretted not being able to ring the fifteenth blow before, he also knew that the result of the fourteenth blow was definitely the height to look up to among all the generals, and no one except him could achieve this result. .
But Mu Zhuo, who was unknown before, not only caught up with his score, but even overtook him, and finally knocked twenty times.
Shi Li couldn't accept such a turning point at all, or in other words, he couldn't believe it at all, but even if he didn't believe it, all of this had already happened, it happened right in front of his eyes.
Crash!
The moment Zhuowen knocked for the twentieth time, all the resentment in the blood cauldron poured out all at once, and that massive amount of resentment gushed out like a vast ocean, rushing up to the sky, forming boundless dark clouds.
If you look carefully, you can find that there are countless hideous faces in this dark cloud, all of which are formed by resentment.
"What did you do?"
Palace Master Xue Hentian's pupils narrowed slightly, and he glanced at the huge clouds of resentment in the sky, staring at Zhuo Wen and shouting loudly.
Xuehentian once struck for the twentieth time. Although the resentment produced was indeed terrifying, it was not as dense or huge as it is today, as if all the resentment in the blood cauldron had spewed out today.
Moreover, Xue Hentian also clearly felt that the blood cauldron only spewed out resentment, but did not spit out the more terrifying coercion and blood energy.
"Could it be that this blood cauldron is assisting this Mu Zhuo?"
Such a weird idea suddenly appeared in Xue Hentian's mind, but he was quickly denied it. Although the blood cauldron has spirits, Mu Zhuo had nothing to do with the blood cauldron before, so how could he help Mu Zhuo? What about Zhuo?
But Xue Hentian knew that the strange shape of the blood cauldron had nothing to do with Mu Zhuo.
Zhuo Wen glanced at Xue Hehentian, but ignored him. He stepped on his right foot and jumped into the terrifying black cloud of resentment.
"Where to go?"
Xue Hentian's pupils shrank slightly, he snorted coldly, and with a move with his right hand, a golden sword swept out, and under his thoughts, he chased Zhuo Wen like a shuttle.
The moment the sword flitted out, golden light burst out, turning into a round of terrifying scorching sun.
"The first Yang Dao sword in the Nine Suns Dao Sword, I didn't expect the Palace Master to use the Nine Suns Dao Sword as soon as he made a move. Is this intended to kill that Mu Zhuo?"
Looking at the huge scorching sun slowly rising, everyone around was shocked. The Nine Suns Dao Sword is an earthly immortal holy weapon. Even the first Yang Dao Sword among them is enough to kill any person below the Heaven-Defying Saint Realm. Musha.
Even warriors in the heaven-defying holy realm probably wouldn't dare to compete with this first Yang Dao sword?
"This Mu Zhuo is finished, if the palace master takes action, he will definitely die!" Zang Feng, the manager, grinned, as if letting out a fierce breath of anger.
Standing in mid-air, Zhuo Wen also felt the first Yang Dao sword looting, and the coldness in his eyes gradually grew stronger.
Xue Hentian's sword was very tricky, it was aimed towards his limbs, obviously intending to break his limbs. JrNovels.com
Zhuo Wen's eyes were fixed, showing a hint of joy, he knew that the blood cauldron agreed, and the aura just now was a reminder.
"Don't worry, I will do my best to help you get rid of your resentment!"
Zhuo Wen took a deep breath, pointed out, and knocked fifteen times. Suddenly, the sound of the tripod resounded, and then Zhuo Wen was pleasantly surprised to find that the blood tripod no longer emitted coercion and blood energy, but erupted infinitely. Endless resentment.
"Since you agree, let's come out all at once!"
Zhuo Wen laughed loudly, and pointed out again, and in an instant, he pointed out five times in a row.
bang bang bang!
The five tripod tones resounded layer upon layer, like a grand bell, like an echo in an empty valley, like a thunderous thunderbolt, continuous and rumbling.
In an instant, everyone stood up, whether it was a guest or a general, or the six commanders or the Palace Master Xue Hentian, their movements were surprisingly consistent, and they stood up one after another.
Their eyes were incredulous to hear the terrifying duplication sound and the slender figure in the robes under the duplication sound.
At this moment, this figure is infinitely magnified in the eyes of everyone, like a mountain...
"Two... twenty strokes? How did this kid do it?"
Everyone stood up, their eyes fixed on Zhuo Wen, their faces twitching violently.
The only one who can ring the blood cauldron twenty times is Xue Hentian, the lord of Xuelian Mansion, and it is said that Xue Hentian finally did it by relying on the might of the Nine Suns Dao Sword.
But this Mu Zhuo in front of him, in terms of cultivation base, is not in the Profound Sage Realm, and in terms of seniority, he has no official position in the Blood Refining Mansion, and at the same time he is an unknown person, but it is this son who actually knocked on the blood cauldron twenty times.
"Twenty strokes? Impossible, he... I don't believe it!"
Shi Li trembled all over, clenched his fists tightly, stared at Zhuo Wen's figure, and let out a low growl that didn't sound like a human voice.
Although he regretted not being able to ring the fifteenth blow before, he also knew that the result of the fourteenth blow was definitely the height to look up to among all the generals, and no one except him could achieve this result. .
But Mu Zhuo, who was unknown before, not only caught up with his score, but even overtook him, and finally knocked twenty times.
Shi Li couldn't accept such a turning point at all, or in other words, he couldn't believe it at all, but even if he didn't believe it, all of this had already happened, it happened right in front of his eyes.
Crash!
The moment Zhuowen knocked for the twentieth time, all the resentment in the blood cauldron poured out all at once, and that massive amount of resentment gushed out like a vast ocean, rushing up to the sky, forming boundless dark clouds.
If you look carefully, you can find that there are countless hideous faces in this dark cloud, all of which are formed by resentment.
"What did you do?"
Palace Master Xue Hentian's pupils narrowed slightly, and he glanced at the huge clouds of resentment in the sky, staring at Zhuo Wen and shouting loudly.
Xuehentian once struck for the twentieth time. Although the resentment produced was indeed terrifying, it was not as dense or huge as it is today, as if all the resentment in the blood cauldron had spewed out today.
Moreover, Xue Hentian also clearly felt that the blood cauldron only spewed out resentment, but did not spit out the more terrifying coercion and blood energy.
"Could it be that this blood cauldron is assisting this Mu Zhuo?"
Such a weird idea suddenly appeared in Xue Hentian's mind, but he was quickly denied it. Although the blood cauldron has spirits, Mu Zhuo had nothing to do with the blood cauldron before, so how could he help Mu Zhuo? What about Zhuo?
But Xue Hentian knew that the strange shape of the blood cauldron had nothing to do with Mu Zhuo.
Zhuo Wen glanced at Xue Hehentian, but ignored him. He stepped on his right foot and jumped into the terrifying black cloud of resentment.
"Where to go?"
Xue Hentian's pupils shrank slightly, he snorted coldly, and with a move with his right hand, a golden sword swept out, and under his thoughts, he chased Zhuo Wen like a shuttle.
The moment the sword flitted out, golden light burst out, turning into a round of terrifying scorching sun.
"The first Yang Dao sword in the Nine Suns Dao Sword, I didn't expect the Palace Master to use the Nine Suns Dao Sword as soon as he made a move. Is this intended to kill that Mu Zhuo?"
Looking at the huge scorching sun slowly rising, everyone around was shocked. The Nine Suns Dao Sword is an earthly immortal holy weapon. Even the first Yang Dao Sword among them is enough to kill any person below the Heaven-Defying Saint Realm. Musha.
Even warriors in the heaven-defying holy realm probably wouldn't dare to compete with this first Yang Dao sword?
"This Mu Zhuo is finished, if the palace master takes action, he will definitely die!" Zang Feng, the manager, grinned, as if letting out a fierce breath of anger.
Standing in mid-air, Zhuo Wen also felt the first Yang Dao sword looting, and the coldness in his eyes gradually grew stronger.
Xue Hentian's sword was very tricky, it was aimed towards his limbs, obviously intending to break his limbs. JrNovels.com
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