Zhuo Wen sneered again and again, flicked his right finger, immediately took out the Yuanshen bomb, and said to Feng Ruji: "Clan Chief Feng really intends to approach me to save this Zhou army?"

Feng Ruji's eyes froze, and he stopped in mid-air, staring at the primordial bomb in Zhuo Wen's hand fearfully, neither moving forward nor retreating.

"Since it's a gambling fight, naturally there are winners and losers. If I lose, I will give you the bet money, and if you lose, you will naturally give me the bet money, and this bet money is the soul of this person."

Zhuo Wen grinned, and shook his right hand fiercely again. Suddenly, the vortex formed by the countless flowers and leaves shrank again, and Zhou Jun let out a scream, and the immortal essence attached to his body collapsed immediately, and then his whole body was twisted. It shattered into a cloud of blood mist.

Zhuo Wen grasped with his right hand, with sharp eyes, he grabbed Zhou Jun's primordial spirit directly from the countless blood mist. Include it in the spirit ring.

Zhuowen's speed was extremely fast, and before Feng Ruji could fully react, Zhou Jun's Yuanshen had already become Zhuowen's possession.

Feng Ruji's face was gloomy, and he stared at Zhuo Wen coldly, but he rarely said anything, but let out a cold snort, turned into a long rainbow, and left the place.

Zhuo Wen stared at the Feng Ruji that turned into a Changhong, his eyes squinted, and the corners of his mouth showed a cold arc. At present, Zhuo Wen didn't plan to confront Feng Ruji, after all, Feng Ruji was quite powerful, and now he had to deal with this If the wind is like a halberd, he must use many cards.

It is not good for Zhuowen to expose himself so early now!

As soon as Feng Ruji left, the Jue Shang old man not far away came to Zhuo Wen, and said very courteously: "I don't know the name of this brother? You can defeat Zhou Jun so easily, your strength is extraordinary!"

"Longwen!"

Zhuo Wen cupped his hands slightly, since the supreme old man gave him a peach, then he would naturally repay him with a favor.

"It turned out to be Brother Longwen. With the strength of Brother Longwen, I am afraid that they should also plan to participate in the battle of gods this time. This battle of gods is a grand event, and many immortal saints in the entire Middle-earth are preparing to participate."

"This old man is the master of the Cliff Mansion. There is still a period of time before the primary election of the battle of the gods. Why don't Brother Long Wen visit my Cliff Mansion for a while. When the time comes, how about the old man and Brother Long going to Fenglei Mansion in person?" The old man said with a flattering smile.

Zhuo Wen smiled slightly, and replied: "Thank you for my brother's kindness, but unfortunately, I have settled down in Qinglian Mansion, so I won't bother you with Cliff Mansion."

Hearing the words, the old man Jue Shang had a gloomy look in his eyes, but he still smiled and said: "In this case, forget it, if Brother Long is free next time, you can come to my Jue Bi Mansion for a visit, and the old man will definitely treat you well. Brother Long's."

After finishing speaking, the old man Jue Shang bowed his hands to Zhuo Wen and Xue Hui, and immediately stepped on the air with his right foot, turned into a long rainbow, and left the place.

"My lord, I didn't expect you to keep it hidden..." Xue Hui's eyes were rather complicated, and his awe of Zhuo Wen grew more and more in his heart.

"Do you know when the primaries will start?" Zhuo Wen asked.

Xue Hui said in a deep voice: "It should be half a year later, the Chaos Temple has issued an oracle. It is said that this time, nine Chaos Envoys will be sent to the nine regions to preside over the primaries of the God War."

Speaking of this, Xue Hui pondered for a moment, and continued: "This time, many warriors from the ninety-nine prefectures, large and small, participated in this primary election. Moreover, the palace masters and elites of the Ninety-Nine Prefectures also plan to participate."

"Oh? That means you are also going to participate?" Zhuo Wen asked in surprise.

Xue Hui nodded and said: "After this battle of gods, the Temple of Chaos will summon the ancient battlefield. Those who have excellent grades must have the qualifications to enter the ancient battlefield. This ancient battlefield is amazing. It is said that warriors who enter the ancient battlefield, After coming out, most cultivation bases can go a step further."

"It can be said that the benefits obtained by many warriors in the ancient battlefield are enough to be worth hundreds of thousands of years of hard work. This is also the main reason why the palace masters and some elites of the ninety-nine mansions are also flocking to this battle of gods. reason."

Zhuo Wen's eyes revealed a sudden look, but he had a general understanding of this godly battle, especially that this ancient battlefield can help people break through the shackles, which is extremely attractive to warriors.

"Some of the masters of the ninety-nine mansions have already reached the level of earth immortals. Do these strong men who have become immortals still need primary selection?" Zhuo Wen asked with a frown.

Xue Hui shook his head, and said with some hesitation: "The immortals don't need to participate in the primary election. This primary election is mainly for martial artists below the immortal saint. Strictly speaking, you are not qualified to directly advance, sir, you must participate." This battle of gods is the primary election."

Zhuo Wen nodded and said: "I know about this, let's go first, one month before the primary election of God War, I will go to your City Lord's Mansion to stay for a month, and then go to Fenglei Mansion together."

As soon as Xue Hui cupped his hands, the two of them turned into two long rainbows and left the place.

After returning to Bi's house, under the respectful attitude of Bi Qing and others, Zhuo Wen returned to his attic, and after giving Bi Qing some instructions, he entered a closed state.

Zhuo Wen plans to study the fairy art "Questioning the Buddha and the Demon Transformation" and the five animal seals, the holy artifact of the earth fairy, in these five months. If there is any progress in either of these two, his Zhuowen's strength will inevitably improve.

Time passed by, and five months passed quickly. On this day, just after dawn, Zhuo Wen's attic opened wide, and then Zhuo Wen walked out slowly.

He didn't leave immediately, but went to the attic where Lu Hantian was next door, maybe because he knew that Zhuo Wen had come back, at the door of the attic next door, Lu Hantian stood quietly, with Wu Die quietly cuddled by his side.

"Brother Hantian, are you really not going to participate in the battle of gods?" Zhuo Wen asked.

Lu Hantian glanced at Wu Die beside him, but said with a smile: "Wu Die and I both have self-knowledge, and we know that with our current cultivation base, it will be difficult to stand out in that battle of gods. It may be difficult for the two of Wu Die to enter the top 100, not to mention that there will be more brutal competition in the future."

Zhuo Wen nodded. What Lu Hantian said was right. He and Wu Die's cultivation bases were considered comparable in Middle-earth. This kind of cultivation bases did not have any advantage in this primary election.

Moreover, after the Battle of the Gods, there will be an ancient battlefield. Although Zhuo Wen doesn't know much about that ancient battlefield, he also knows that it must have something to do with the ancient times. That place must be full of unknown dangers. In fact, he doesn't really want Lu Hantian to participate in it. God of War.

But he, Zhuo Wen, has the advantage of participating in the battle of gods. Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen gently groped for the spirit ring. In the depths of the spirit ring, he could feel a crystal coffin floating quietly in the deepest part. In that coffin, quietly A beautiful woman lay quietly.

"Chenxue! This time I will directly win the first place in the battle of gods. I will let the immortal master heal you. You... don't worry!" Zhuo Wen murmured to himself, with a look of sadness in his eyes .

Zhuowen's little move naturally did not escape the attention of Lu Hantian and Wu Die. They both sighed lightly and remained silent, because they knew that they had nothing to help in this regard. . JrNovels.com