At this moment, Zhuo Wen once again felt the cold-bloodedness of this cultivation world. The weak are destined to become stones under the feet of the strong.

"Zhuowen, you want to find that Lei Qi? Don't be impulsive, that Lei Qi is not even a match for Yin Bingyun, and he is an extremely powerful existence in the Void Sky Realm. Are you looking for death in the past?" Xiao Hei suddenly stopped Zhuo Wen's way road.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were gloomy, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly raised his head, and he found several powerful auras rushing towards this side.

And behind these powerful auras, there seemed to be a lot of other auras, but these auras were much weaker than these auras.

Three long rainbows fell over Ziweizong in an instant.

The three long rainbows are three teams, and the leaders in front of the teams are all the true gods of the second calamity.

These three true gods of the second calamity are much stronger than the great elders of the Ziwei sect, and the breath of fire on their bodies is much stronger than that of the ordinary true gods of the second calamity, at least they are the powerful true gods of the second calamity who have survived more than five fires.

A bald man glanced lightly at Zhuo Wen, who was still alive in the Ziwei sect, but he didn't care. Zhuo Wen's aura was not strong, and he was just a disaster god.

For the bald man, the God of One Disaster is nothing more than an ant, and he will be wiped out with a wave of his hand.

The bald man turned his head to look at the leaders of the other two Changhongs, and said with a smile, "Sour scholar, Miss Jingxue, how did you two come so timely?"

At the head of the other Changhong, a man dressed as a scholar in a white gown gave a sideways glance at the bald man and said, "That's how we got here."

And another young woman, who was not weaker than the man in white shirt and the big bald man, smiled and said, "Didn't you two come here because of the news of Mr. Lei Qi? I don't believe that you will come by such a coincidence!"

The white-clothed man and the bald-headed man both nodded. The reason why they came to the Ziwei Sect was indeed the sudden news from Lei Qi.

And the content of the news is that the Ziwei sect is extinct!

In addition, their three major galaxies are the closest to the Ziwei sect. Although Lei Qi's words are concise, the meaning is obvious, that is, the Ziwei galaxy will be handed over to them, and whoever gets it from the three of them will belong to him!

Just for a moment, the eyes of the three of them showed unkindness, and they were secretly wary of each other.

"Haha! You two, you don't have to do this. The Ziwei Sect has been exterminated. With Master Lei Qi's vision and strength, he must not look down on the family background of the Ziwei Sect. But for the three of us, the Ziwei Sect's Everything is extraordinary."

"How about this, how about the things of the Ziwei Sect, how about the three of us sharing them equally? In this way, we don't have to argue about this matter and become unhappy."

The bald man laughed and looked at the man in white and the young woman.

Both the man in white and the young woman showed hesitation. The strength of the three of them is about the same. If there is a big fight, they will not get any benefits at all, and they may lose both.

If the problem can be resolved peacefully, they will naturally wish for it.

Zhuo Wen looked at the three bald men above him indifferently, without saying a word, but the murderous intent in his eyes was surging.

Although he just came to Ziwei Sect not long ago, he didn't even have any sense of belonging to Ziwei Sect.

But when he saw Xiang Chu died in front of him, and the words Xiang Chu said before his death, Zhuo Wen's heart was touched.

Zhuo Wen, the three people in front of him, had heard from Yun Chuyu that these three people were the masters of three galaxies not far from the Ziwei galaxy.

Among them, the bald man is Shi Han, the suzerain of the Shaking Mountain Sect of the Shaking Mountain Galaxy, the white-shirted scholar is Ni Boxue, the Suzerain of the Shuhai Sect of the Shuhai Galaxy, and the young woman is Jing Xue, the suzerain of the Hehuan Sect of the Hehuan Galaxy.

These three major galaxies are all second-level galaxies. The strength of these three is not weak. Although they are also true gods of the second disaster, they are not ordinary true gods of the second disaster. Their strength may be comparable to that of the ordinary true gods of the third disaster.

At this moment, Shi Han, Ni Boxue, and Jing Xue decided to divide the Ziwei galaxy equally. After the discussion, the bald man looked at Zhuo Wen who was motionless like a statue under his eyes again, and said, "Get out, or you won't have a chance later." gone."

Zhuo Wen raised his head, looked at Shi Han and said, "I want to ask you, when did Lei Qi destroy the Ziwei Sect?"

Shi Han was taken aback, but he didn't expect that Zhuo Wen would not leave, but instead questioned him, which made him furious.

"Looking at you like this, you should also be a disciple of the Ziwei sect, right? Tsk tsk, what a poor fellow, you don't even know when the sect will be destroyed."

Speaking of this, Shi Han's eyes were gloomy and cold, bursting out with a murderous intent, and said: "Also, I, Shi Han, usually only give people one chance, since you don't cherish it, then you have no chance, Wujue, kill this person!" son!"

"Since the Ziwei Sect has been destroyed, you should follow along and join the disciples of the Ziwei Sect under the Nine Springs! They all know the answer you want."

As Shi Han said, a young man with a gloomy expression walked out behind him.

This young man has a good cultivation base, and he has also reached the True God of One Disaster, and this person still has the breath of thunder disaster on his body, so he is obviously the True God of One Disaster who has survived the thunder disaster.

"Remember, the person who killed you is named Wujue."

The young man licked his lips, his eyes revealed a bloodthirsty light, and his figure disappeared into the void like a ghost.

Whoosh!

Zhuo Wen was still standing on the spot, and the five senses had swept behind him at some point, with a cold dagger deep in his hand.

The direction that the tip of the dagger was facing happened to be the back of Zhuowen's head. JrNovels.com