Shutting through the crowd, suddenly two terrifying and vast forces attacked Zhuo Wen's back.

Zhuowen didn't even think about it, the sixty-four Wushimo golden swords formed a huge whirlpool of murderous intent, and rushed forward.

boom!

To his horror, the vortex of killing intent was broken in an instant, while he grunted and backed up again and again.

Standing in front of Zhuo Wen were two middle-aged men in gray robes. These two men had great auras, and they were actually the strongest in the world.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were gloomy, he took a deep breath, and squeezed his free left hand.

Streams of purple like substance spread to the palm of his left hand, converging into a purple sword that shone with purple light.

This purple sword is a long sword transformed by the six levels of Taoism, and Zhuo Wen's aura is also increasing rapidly under the blessing of Taoism.

"rush!"

Holding two purple swords in his hand, Zhuo Wen slashed violently, killing all the other monks who came to besiege him.

Immediately, Zhuo Wen kicked his right foot and slammed towards the two cultivators who had ascended to the top of the sky.

"court death!"

The corners of the mouths of the two Xutian Liudeng monks were full of sneers, and they all used their magical powers to bombard Zhuo Wen in front of him, trying to block his way.

Zhuowen in black immediately displayed his innate supernatural power Purgatory, and at the same time opened the sky thunder eye, a terrifying thunderstorm rushed out, breaking the supernatural powers of the two monks.

Boom!

Zhuowen in black immediately ran the Heaven Swallowing Demon Tome at high speed, and then roared to the sky. The roar contained endless majesty and vastness, as if at this moment, Zhuowen in black was a noble existence above everyone here.

The two monks obviously didn't expect Zhuo Wen in black to make such a deafening roar, and they were stunned for a moment.

Zhuo Wen came forward, the purple sword in both hands turned into two rounds of purple light, and stood fiercely in front of the two monks.

The purple sword is like the wind, extremely fast, as if unreal.

"The seventh form of Swordsmanship of "Destruction of Dao Swordsmanship" is Taixu!"

Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice, and instantly passed the two monks, and directly broke the arms of the two who were still in a daze.

These two swords were too mysterious, coupled with the roar of being swallowed, so the two monks who had ascended to the sky were easily cut off by Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen didn't love to fight. After passing through the obstruction of these two monks, he took Zhuo Wen in black and quickly rushed towards the Nether Hall.

As for Xiao Hei, after seeing Zhuo Wen escaped, he burst out with terrifying thunder and fire energy, rushed out of the encirclement, killed many monks by the way, and caught up with Zhuo Wen.

When the white-haired old man completely blocked the self-exploding energy of the artifact, he turned around, and Zhuo Wen and the others were no longer seen. Instead, it was the people he brought, who were injured and died.

"Immediately notify all the disciples of the Illusion Sect to intercept the intruder!"

The white-haired old man said angrily, and the rest of them quickly took out the Communication Jade Talisman and informed the disciples they were in charge of.

But in an instant, the Illusion Sect became terrified, and many disciples all went out to arrest Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen left the Nether Palace after setting up several trapped killing formations at the gate of the Nether Palace.

As soon as Zhuo Wen left the Netherworld Hall, he saw a group of disciples from the Illusion Sect coming towards him.

In addition, there are many disciples in other places, forming teams of their own, constantly searching and patrolling.

At this moment, the security of the Illusion Sect was dozens of times stronger than when Zhuo Wen first came in, and almost all the people of the Illusion Sect were mobilized.

"Intruder, kill!"

The team patrolling ahead immediately noticed Zhuo Wen coming out of the forbidden area, and the monk headed by that team immediately issued a kill order.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold. At this moment, he had to leave the Illusion Sect as soon as possible. Once the masters of the Illusion Sect behind him overtook him, it would be difficult for him to leave.

As for the disciples of the Illusion Sect in front of him, Zhuo Wen really didn't pay much attention to them.

Forty-eight Wushimo golden swords flitted out violently, each of which was capable of killing one person, and the entire sword array was mobilized, killing all the disciples of this team in an instant.

It's a pity that Zhuowen's movements completely alarmed the other nearby teams.

I saw a group of teams coming here, blocking Zhuo Wen's way.

Zhuo Wen's face was gloomy, and Zhuo Wen rushed forward in black clothes. He had to leave the Illusion Sect before those old guys left the Nether Palace. JrNovels.com