Pooh!

Pooh!

Every time the dark horse swipes, it can kill a monk.

There are not many monks on this meteorite, but there are hundreds of them.

Seeing the killing spree by the Emperor Spirit, the cultivators on the meteorite all showed expressions of fear, some cried, some fled, and some resisted.

But in the end, he couldn't escape being killed by the Emperor Spirit.

After a while, all the monks on the meteorite were killed by Di Ling.

The black vortex dissipated, leaving only five lonely people standing on the meteorite.

Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, and looked at Yao Xiong who was not far away, he didn't expect this Emperor Spirit to be so unreasonable, killing these irrelevant people at once.

Yao Xiong smiled and said, "Don't be surprised, you three. After all, our actions are more cautious this time, so the fewer people who know about it, the better."

Seeing the smile on Yao Xiongna's face, Ghost Curse Empress and Luo Suo both trembled in their hearts.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were extremely cold, but he didn't say anything.

"Yao Xiong, open the entrance!" Di Ling looked at Yao Xiong and said.

Yao Xiong nodded, and immediately came to the edge of the meteorite, squeezed the formula with both hands, and took out a palm-sized brown ball from the spirit ring, and threw it forward.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a huge arched door appeared in front of it.

"go in!"

Yao Xiong looked at the three of Zhuo Wen behind him, and said please with a smile.

"Yao Xiong, can't you trust us?" Luo Suo asked in a deep voice.

Di Ling grinned and said, "Why do you talk so much nonsense? It's okay if you don't go in. As for your result, it may be the same as those monks on this meteorite."

Faced with Di Ling's blatant threat, Luo Suo's face changed drastically, but he didn't dare to attack, after all, he had just been taught a lesson by him before.

With a cold snort, Luo Suo strode into the arched door, and his figure quickly disappeared inside.

Zhuo Wen and Empress Ghost Curse followed closely behind, but they didn't talk nonsense like Luo Suo.

After Zhuo Wen and the others entered the arched door, Di Ling and Yao Xiong were not in a hurry to enter.

"Yao Xiong, are you sure these three are useful?" Di Ling asked seriously.

"Brother Emperor, don't you still trust me? The Ghost Curse Empress is proficient in curses and formations, especially the power of curses, which will help us a lot in entering Luoshen Palace."

"The lock is so powerful that it can help us resist many dangers in the ruins of Luoshen Palace, and it can be life-saving cannon fodder in a critical moment!" Yao Xiong laughed.

Di Ling nodded, and said again: "What about Zhuo Wen? This son's cultivation base is too low, what use can he make?"

Yao Xiong smiled mysteriously, and said: "This Zhuo Wen is also proficient in formations. The most important thing is that this son's soul is far stronger than ordinary monks. Do you think this son is useful?"

"How strong is the soul?" Di Ling asked with twinkling eyes.

Yao Xiong laughed and said, "Perhaps you are similar to Brother Di Ling, but this son is our key!"

There was a gleam of joy in Di Ling's eyes. They really lacked such low-level but powerful monks.

Generally speaking, those with strong souls are not weak in cultivation, and the two of them dare not easily provoke this kind of monk.

But it was the first time they had seen such an outlier as Zhuo Wen, and Zhuo Wen was needed for a very critical place in the Luoshen Palace ruins this time.

Zhuo Wen only felt that the sky was spinning, and countless light spots around him passed away in an instant, but after the flow stopped completely, what appeared in front of his eyes was a huge fireball the size of a washbasin, roaring towards him.

Zhuo Wen pulled out the Ziyao Xinghe Excalibur violently, the sword light was like water, it slashed across the fireball and shattered it into countless sparks.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen discovered that there are many such fireballs around, densely packed.

Luo Suo and Ghost Curse Empress, who appeared next to him, also displayed their magical powers, constantly destroying the oncoming terrifying fireball.

While resisting the howling fireball, Zhuo Wen began to look around, and found that the surrounding area was filled with colorful mist.

This kind of fog is extremely strange, and the visibility is very low. With Zhuowen's eyesight, he can only see a range of ten meters. JrNovels.com