"This sword can match the energy of this Xingjun. As long as you hold this sword, as long as the ancestor of the Illusion Sect is not born, you can make trouble at will."

"What if it was born?" Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Nonsense, of course I ran away! The ancestors of the top ten sects are not so easy to provoke. Once you see something bad, run away for me, and run to your death." Ziwei Xingjun said very unreliably.

Zhuo Wen's head is full of black lines, why is Ziwei Xingjun so unreliable.

Since he was asked to make trouble in the Illusion Sect, how could he not disturb the ancestor of the Illusion Sect? Isn't this pushing him into the fire pit?

Of course, Zhuo Wen would not say that. Judging by Ziwei Xingjun's appearance, he intends to input part of the energy into the Thunder Fire Sword.

If this is the case, it will be a good thing for Zhuo Wen.

Three days after the Tower of Hanoi this time, as soon as he appeared in the square, he would face the siege of countless monks.

With his current strength, it is basically impossible for him to break through, but if he has the power of Ziwei Xingjun, then he may break through if he does not expect it.

Although Da Brahma may use him in the future, Zhuo Wen will not put all his hopes on Da Brahma.

He is very clear that Brahma looks kind on the surface, but is actually more ruthless than anyone else

"Senior, don't worry, if I have your help, I will definitely turn the Illusion Sect upside down. Is the ancestor of the Illusion Sect an egg? As long as there is senior help, it will be all floating clouds and rubbish." Zhuo Wenhao said Soaring and authentic.

Ziwei Xingjun glanced at Zhuo Wen suspiciously. Although he liked to hear Zhuo Wen's words, he felt a little against his will no matter what he heard.

"Enen, don't worry, this Xingjun will transfer the real energy of extreme thunder and extreme fire into this thunder and fire sword, which can exert a power comparable to that of Xutian Qideng, but I want to remind you that the use of time cannot more than an hour."

"Once it exceeds an hour, the energy of thunder and fire will be used up. When the time comes, you should use it sparingly. My Xingjun is now inputting the energy of extreme thunder and extreme fire. Don't bother me."

As Ziwei Xingjun said, he sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes slightly closed, and saw him holding the terrifying Extreme Thunder in one hand and the vast Extreme Fire in the other.

Xiao Hei, who didn't care about the cursing and yelling, poured the energy of extreme fire and extreme thunder into the Leihuo Sword continuously.

This made Xiao Hei miserable.

Although the Leihuo sword itself was forged by extreme thunder and extreme fire, Xiao Hei is not the original weapon spirit, but a new weapon spirit. Naturally, he has never endured the taste of extreme thunder and extreme fire, and he still has so many Thunder fire energy.

This made Xiao Hei grin his teeth in pain, crying for his father and mother, cursing and begging for mercy.

Ziwei Xingjun did not yell at Bird Xiaohei at all, but sighed lightly: "Wangcai, Wangcai, you were not like this before, you have to remember that you are a noble instrument repairer, not a lowly one. Don�t bark like that dog, you should be like a sword, you know!�

Zhuo Wen silently watched this funny scene, but he didn't care too much, but sat cross-legged slowly.

Although Ziwei Xingjun said that the energy of the Tower of Hanoi was imperceptible and silent, but Zhuo Wen knew that if he sensed it carefully, he should be able to sense it.

"Huh? The Taoist power in my body seems to be boiling!"

Zhuowen's eyes were shining brightly. When he carefully sensed the energy in the Tower of Hanoi, he found that the Taoist power existing in his body began to agitate, as if something was attracting it.

Just in an instant, Zhuo Wen's body erupted with waves of purple, which became more and more intense, filling the surrounding space in an instant.

The sixtieth floor space, which was originally slightly dim, became purple, and looked mysterious and abnormal.

Ziwei Xingjun looked at the purple meaning around him in surprise, frowned slightly, but said with a smile: "Interesting kid, I have never seen this kind of power before, I don't know how this kid got such power."

When the purple meaning completely filled the space on the sixtieth floor, Zhuo Wen immediately and clearly felt the mysterious power transmitted from the sixtieth floor.

This power is not Dao Yi, on the contrary, it is another mysterious power that is very similar to Dao Yi.

And in a certain sense, this mysterious power is even higher than Taoism, it is more mysterious, richer, and incomparably more powerful.

"This...maybe it's the heaven-shattering source of the Great Brahma Realm, good luck? Dao Yi can actually arouse such a powerful energy resonance, could it be that Dao Yi is really derived from the sky-shattering source of Hua Xia Tian, ??Zi Qi Donglai? The power that came out?"

After clearly feeling the mysterious power in the Tower of Hanoi, Zhuo Wen became more and more sure that this should be the heaven-shattering source of the Great Brahma Domain.

Zhuo Wen constantly observes this source of power with the power of Taoism. With such a heaven-shattering source of power as a reference, Zhuo Wen's understanding of Taoism becomes deeper and deeper, and the purple meaning around him becomes more and more intense, faintly Transforming towards the purple air.

The transformation of purple meaning into purple energy is a sign of the seventh level of Taoism, that is to say, Zhuo Wen's Taoism is changing towards the seventh level of Taoism.

When the time came to the third day, Zhuo Wen slowly opened his eyes. He looked around at Ziyi, who was transforming towards the purple energy, sighed softly, and whispered: "It's almost too late to advance to the seventh level of Taoism!"

However, Zhuo Wen is already very satisfied. After all, it has not been long since his Taoist reached the sixth level, and it is impossible to advance again.

Dao will, mysterious and mysterious, extremely wonderful, even if he had comprehended a sliver of the ninefold dao at the beginning, at most he would have one more shortcut than ordinary monks, and it would be more difficult to improve the dao by himself.

Although he failed to advance to the seventh level of Taoism this time, Zhuo Wen knew that he was very close to the seventh level of Taoism, and he only needed one opportunity to advance logically.

"Three days are coming, and the Tower of Hanoi has repulsed me!" Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice. JrNovels.com