Chapter: 3395
"..."
One after another, voices resounded continuously from the crowd, and the fear that filled everyone's hearts was completely washed away.
The greedy desire surpassed the fear of the unknown and blinded the eyes of everyone present, so everyone sacrificed their artifacts and threw them at Zhuowen in black. The spirit ring of the treasure.
The corners of Zhuowen in black's mouth were full of sneers. In half a month, under the recuperation of many magical medicines, Zhuowen in black completely recovered, and gained the real power of the true God of Thunder.
But he also suffered a great loss. With his original resilience, he would be able to recover by himself as long as he was given a period of time.
But Zhuo Wenzun was surrounded and hunted down by so many monks, Zhuo Wen in black could only consume the precious magic medicine to recover as soon as possible, and the price was that all the seventh-level magic medicine and sixth-level magic medicine on him were consumed, which made him Zhuowen's heart ached extremely.
And Zhuo Wen decided that the price he paid this time must be made up from these monks who chased and killed him.
Boom!
The terrifying purple thunder spread out, forming a huge thunder gate.
Boom boom boom!
More than two hundred artifacts smashed on the Leimen, but they were unable to break the Leimen.
creak!
The Leimen opened wide, and many artifacts were blasted out one after another. Zhuowen in black stepped out, opened his mouth and spat out a sharp thunder sword.
This thunder sword is about ten feet long, and the surface is covered with dense purple thunder. This sword is the extreme thunder sword, and it is the truly powerful weapon of the extreme thunder god.
bang bang bang!
Zhuowen in black held the extreme thunder sword and slashed out of the void. Suddenly, the thunder appeared in the void like a river of heaven, and then all the more than two hundred artifacts were scattered in all directions.
And Zhuo Wen in black stepped on his right foot, and he flew in front of many monks, his speed was as fast as thunder.
The five monks at the front only felt a thunder pass before their eyes, and then they found that their heads were in different places at some point, their heads were thrown high, and they watched their headless corpses fall to the ground .
Pooh!
Pooh!
Zhuowen in black, like a killing god, charged into the crowd, setting off a terrifying bloody wind, and the blood was like a torrential rain, pouring down one after another, falling on the ground, converging into thousands of rivers of blood.
Although many monks were desperately taking out their artifacts to resist, they all collapsed under the slash of the Jidao Thunder Sword, and they couldn't stop the slash of the Jidao Thunder Sword.
In just 20 breaths, nearly half of the more than 200 monks have died.
"This is the strength of True God Ji Lei, it's too terrifying, let's go!"
A monk trembled all over, lost any fighting spirit, screamed, and flew back.
And the words of this monk were like a fuse, which caused panic among the remaining monks, so all the monks started to flee in all directions.
"What? Who set up a trap here, damn it!"
However, when these monks retreated a thousand meters, they suddenly found that at some point behind them, a huge trap appeared, blocking all their escape routes.
Zhuo Wen in white was watching all this quietly from behind. He made a tactic with his right hand, constantly arranging a powerful trap with the engulfment of all things.
"I had such a great time chasing and killing me in the first half month, and now I should retaliate." Zhuo Wen in Baiyi's sneering voice reached everyone's ears, making their faces extremely pale.
"ah��"
The screams kept ringing out, and many monks were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, and rushed towards the trapped formation one after another, trying to blast the trapped formation away.
It's a pity that Zhuo Wenzun also joined the ranks of killing, and forty-eight golden swords of Wushimo came out violently.
But all the monks who attacked the trapped formation were all targeted by Venerable Zhuo Wen and strangled to death.
Although Zhuo Wenzun is far less powerful than Zhuo Wen in black, but relying on the trapped formation, he is elusive, and with the help of Xiao Hei and Xuexian, those monks have no choice but to fight guerrilla warfare in the trapped formation.
Seeing more and more monks fall, finally the remaining monks knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.
It's a pity that Zhuo Wen simply ignored these monks' begging for mercy.
For more than half a month, these monks have been chasing him to death, clearly intending to kill Zhuo Wen completely.
In the face of the murderer who wants to kill him, Zhuo Wen will not show any mercy.
"Fight it, since these two people won't let us go, we can't sit still!" JrNovels.com
One after another, voices resounded continuously from the crowd, and the fear that filled everyone's hearts was completely washed away.
The greedy desire surpassed the fear of the unknown and blinded the eyes of everyone present, so everyone sacrificed their artifacts and threw them at Zhuowen in black. The spirit ring of the treasure.
The corners of Zhuowen in black's mouth were full of sneers. In half a month, under the recuperation of many magical medicines, Zhuowen in black completely recovered, and gained the real power of the true God of Thunder.
But he also suffered a great loss. With his original resilience, he would be able to recover by himself as long as he was given a period of time.
But Zhuo Wenzun was surrounded and hunted down by so many monks, Zhuo Wen in black could only consume the precious magic medicine to recover as soon as possible, and the price was that all the seventh-level magic medicine and sixth-level magic medicine on him were consumed, which made him Zhuowen's heart ached extremely.
And Zhuo Wen decided that the price he paid this time must be made up from these monks who chased and killed him.
Boom!
The terrifying purple thunder spread out, forming a huge thunder gate.
Boom boom boom!
More than two hundred artifacts smashed on the Leimen, but they were unable to break the Leimen.
creak!
The Leimen opened wide, and many artifacts were blasted out one after another. Zhuowen in black stepped out, opened his mouth and spat out a sharp thunder sword.
This thunder sword is about ten feet long, and the surface is covered with dense purple thunder. This sword is the extreme thunder sword, and it is the truly powerful weapon of the extreme thunder god.
bang bang bang!
Zhuowen in black held the extreme thunder sword and slashed out of the void. Suddenly, the thunder appeared in the void like a river of heaven, and then all the more than two hundred artifacts were scattered in all directions.
And Zhuo Wen in black stepped on his right foot, and he flew in front of many monks, his speed was as fast as thunder.
The five monks at the front only felt a thunder pass before their eyes, and then they found that their heads were in different places at some point, their heads were thrown high, and they watched their headless corpses fall to the ground .
Pooh!
Pooh!
Zhuowen in black, like a killing god, charged into the crowd, setting off a terrifying bloody wind, and the blood was like a torrential rain, pouring down one after another, falling on the ground, converging into thousands of rivers of blood.
Although many monks were desperately taking out their artifacts to resist, they all collapsed under the slash of the Jidao Thunder Sword, and they couldn't stop the slash of the Jidao Thunder Sword.
In just 20 breaths, nearly half of the more than 200 monks have died.
"This is the strength of True God Ji Lei, it's too terrifying, let's go!"
A monk trembled all over, lost any fighting spirit, screamed, and flew back.
And the words of this monk were like a fuse, which caused panic among the remaining monks, so all the monks started to flee in all directions.
"What? Who set up a trap here, damn it!"
However, when these monks retreated a thousand meters, they suddenly found that at some point behind them, a huge trap appeared, blocking all their escape routes.
Zhuo Wen in white was watching all this quietly from behind. He made a tactic with his right hand, constantly arranging a powerful trap with the engulfment of all things.
"I had such a great time chasing and killing me in the first half month, and now I should retaliate." Zhuo Wen in Baiyi's sneering voice reached everyone's ears, making their faces extremely pale.
"ah��"
The screams kept ringing out, and many monks were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, and rushed towards the trapped formation one after another, trying to blast the trapped formation away.
It's a pity that Zhuo Wenzun also joined the ranks of killing, and forty-eight golden swords of Wushimo came out violently.
But all the monks who attacked the trapped formation were all targeted by Venerable Zhuo Wen and strangled to death.
Although Zhuo Wenzun is far less powerful than Zhuo Wen in black, but relying on the trapped formation, he is elusive, and with the help of Xiao Hei and Xuexian, those monks have no choice but to fight guerrilla warfare in the trapped formation.
Seeing more and more monks fall, finally the remaining monks knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.
It's a pity that Zhuo Wen simply ignored these monks' begging for mercy.
For more than half a month, these monks have been chasing him to death, clearly intending to kill Zhuo Wen completely.
In the face of the murderer who wants to kill him, Zhuo Wen will not show any mercy.
"Fight it, since these two people won't let us go, we can't sit still!" JrNovels.com
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