"You..." Zhou Jun said in shock and anger.

"What about me? I told you to get out, didn't you hear?" Zhuo Wen said lightly.

Zhou Jun's face was gloomy, and he stepped on the ground with his right foot. Suddenly, the whole ground shook, and countless cracks appeared. Then he rushed towards Zhuo Wen like a gust of wind.

"I'll make you regret it!"

Zhou Jun's eyes were red, and he bit his right index finger. For a moment, blood spattered from his fingertips, and then he pointed out the void, and the blood from his fingertips surged up, mixed with the immortal essence in his body, and formed a hundred-foot-long sword in the void. Horror finger.

The image of this finger is the same as Zhou Jun's blood-dropping finger. Drops of blood flow out from his fingertips, and the smell of blood fills the entire sky, making people's stomachs tumbling.

"Immortal Art Bloodthirsty Finger!"

As soon as Zhou Jun said this, the bloodthirsty finger flew across the sky at an extremely fast speed, and it flew over Zhuo Wen's head in an instant.

Zhuo Wen raised his head slightly, looked up at the finger coming from the sky, and there was a fighting spirit in his eyes.

There are three types of immortal skills in him, among which killing Huang Quan means that he can't reveal it now, after all, this immortal technique was used in the Fenglei family, so Feng Ruji can recognize it at a glance.

Right now, he doesn't intend to reveal his identity to Feng Ruji. After all, Feng Ruji's strength is similar to that of Lei Qingtian and Jiang Zuomei back then.

Even with the Primordial Spirit Bomb, if he couldn't capture Feng Ruji, he might not be able to do too much damage to it, so he planned to wait, and after the battle of gods began, he would take revenge on the Fenglei family.

But Gufeng's technique consumes too much immortal crystals. Although Zhuo Wen has a lot of immortal crystal reserves, he can't squander them at will, so this time Zhuo Wen decided to use the immortal technique to ask the Buddha to change.

"This is the first time that I have used the fairy magic magic transformation in front of others. I want to see how strong this magic magic transformation can be."

Zhuo Wen licked his lips. He had great expectations for the most powerful fairy art of fighting against Buddha and demon sages. The power of asking Buddha, which he had just cultivated, was beyond his expectations. outside.

I saw Zhuo Wen put his hands together, his whole body began to be gradually enveloped by the Buddha's light, and these Buddha's lights were extremely surging and blazing, soaring into the sky, a huge phantom of an ancient Buddha appeared in the void behind Zhuo Wen.

"I asked the Buddha: One flower, one world, one leaf, one Tathagata."

The ancient Buddha squinted his eyes, and slowly recited a magnificent and solemn voice from his mouth. Then, the surging and terrifying Buddha light spread in the void, and finally formed a blossoming of fallen flowers and leaves.

Falling flowers and leaves set off each other, drifting in the void, at this moment, there is an indescribable beauty.

Zhuowen raised his right hand, and immediately, the fallen leaves and flowers that had been floating from the phantom of the ancient Buddha suddenly swept out along his right arm, like a terrifying tornado, instantly enveloping the huge bloodthirsty finger .

bang bang bang!

Falling flowers and leaves swept out, collapsing the surrounding space into nothingness, like pieces of fragments, revealing countless cracks in the surrounding space.

In the vortex formed by the fallen flowers and leaves, the bloodthirsty finger was completely stagnant in place, and its surface exploded into blood mist. This was a terrifying injury caused by the fallen flowers and leaves.

"Isn't it broken yet?"

Zhuo Wen snorted coldly, the phantom of the ancient Buddha behind him suddenly opened his eyes, the Buddha's light was like two beams of light reaching the sky, then the ancient Buddha pinched his right hand and slammed down on the bloodthirsty finger .

Boom!

In an instant, the bloodthirsty fingers were directly blasted, and countless blood burst out, swaying out from the sky, forming an extremely dense rain of blood, profusely spraying, looking extremely terrifying.

Zhou Jun snorted, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his face was pale, and he turned around and ran away, his face full of panic.

Zhuo Wen stepped out step by step, stepping on a flower and a leaf, and quickly chased towards Zhou Jun. He was so fast that he caught up with Zhou Jun in an instant. With a step on his right foot, the flowers and leaves under his feet were like an angry dragon. Usually, Zhou Jun's whole body is wrapped in it in an instant.

"let me go!"

At this moment, Zhou Jun was already panicking, and his heart was full of fear. He didn't expect Zhuo Wen's immortal technique to be so terrifying, and he directly broke his bloodthirsty fingers.

The corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth was full of sneers, and he squeezed his right hand. Suddenly, the countless flowers and leaves wrapped around Zhou Jun began to shrink suddenly, like a meat grinder, trying to tear them into pieces.

Zhou Jun covered his whole body with immortal energy, desperately resisting the shrinking flowers and leaves around him, he shouted in a deep voice: "Clan chief Feng, save me!"

Feng Ruji's eyes flickered, and he glanced at Zhuo Wen in surprise. Even he was shocked by the fairy art this son used just now. There is no doubt that the fairy art this son used was definitely not simple.

The one who was even more surprised was Xue Hui. At the beginning, he naturally knew that Zhuo Wen possessed two kinds of fairy arts, one was killing Huangquan finger, and the other was Gufeng, but now Zhuo Wen used another kind of fairy art. Shocked his big teeth.

You must know that the immortal arts in the entire Middle-earth are extremely rare, even the immortal arts in the big forces can be counted on one hand.

But Zhuo Wen knew the three forms of immortality alone, in his opinion, it was extremely astonishing, and what made him even more bitter was that Zhuo Wen's third form of immortality was even more terrifying than the first two forms.

"Patriarch Feng, why don't you come help me?"

At this moment, Zhou Jun hastily shouted, the immortal essence on his body will not last long, and death may strike at any time.

Feng Ruji sighed softly, leaped up, flied towards Zhou Jun, and said at the same time: "Little friend, you have to forgive others and forgive others. If you win this bet, we don't want your mount anymore." , you can let Zhou Jun go." JrNovels.com