But Palace Master Jingyun's injury is too serious, and now she is courting death.

Although Zhuo Wenzun's strength is not as good as Palace Master Jingyun's, Zhuo Wen's avatar has already entered.

The avatar that has survived fourteen storms has the blood of King Devourer, and its avatar is even more terrifying than the deity. At least the avatar still has the power to fight against the strong in the Enlightenment Realm.

This is why Zhuo Wen dared to face the Rakshasa King.

In addition, Venerable Zhuo Wen also has the death energy that is extremely restrained from evil spirits and Rakshasa.

If he wanted to increase the power of death energy, he had to kill creatures like evil spirits.

Of course, this is just Zhuo Wen's purpose by the way. His main purpose is naturally to stop the Rakshasa King and the army of evil spirits.

You know, even if Zhuo Wen is against the sky, it is a bit reluctant to face the countless army of evil spirits. He chose to face the army of evil spirits alone, so naturally he also had some inner struggles.

"Besides me, there is no other choice! You stay here, I will go over!"

Zhuowen's voice was full of unquestionable tone, and then he took out the space-time wheel from his body, stepped on it, and disappeared in place in a stream of light.

This plain is extremely vast, and the monks are located at the end of the plain, while the army of evil spirits is at the front of the plain.

It would take at least half a day to cross the entire plain, so Zhuowen used the space-time wheel to rush to the evil spirit army ahead of time.

"Zhuowen!"

Yao Xiangjun stomped his feet and planned to follow, but was stopped by Palace Master Jingyun.

"Mr. Xiang, don't be impulsive! Zhuo Wen is not the type to act impulsively, so he must have made this decision after careful consideration." Palace Master Jingyun said calmly.

Yao Xiangjun fell silent. Although Palace Master Jingyun was right, Zhuo Wen's behavior this time seemed to her to be impulsive.

"I hope that Zhuo Wen can really stop the Rakshasa King!" Zhu Rui murmured in a low voice, her beautiful eyes were also a little worried.

And many monks in the crowd also sighed. Although Zhuo Wen stepped forward, they were not too happy. After all, Zhuo Wen is very powerful, but there is still a gap between him and Palace Master Jingyun.

As for the rumor that Zhuo Wen killed Lu Haotian, most of the cultivators here knew that Zhuo Wen killed Lu Haotian with a borrowed knife, and there was also an element of luck in it.

It's just that now Zhuo Wen still has the same luck as facing Lu Haotian when facing the Rakshasa King? I'm afraid it's a little overhanging.

The speed of the space-time wheel was too fast, but within ten breaths, it actually arrived in front of the army of evil spirits.

Zhuo Wenzun was dressed in white, and jumped out of the space-time wheel, and the time-space wheel was put into the spirit ring by him, and landed on the flat ground like this.

Boom boom boom!

In front of Zhuowen, densely packed evil spirits rushed towards him crazily, their eyes full of ferocity and greed.

Zhuo Wen held the Wang Jian in his hand, and the surface of the Wang Jian was shrouded in gray energy, which was exactly the aura of death.

Perhaps feeling the breath of evil spirits, this gray energy is extremely active.

"act recklessly!"

King Raksha, following behind the army of evil spirits, naturally noticed the figure of Zhuo Wen standing in front, with a mocking look on his lips.

The young man in white in front of him used the candle of death to seal him again for the first time, and rescued his prey in his hands for the second time, which made King Rakshasa's killing intent towards Zhuowen extremely strong.

However, King Rakshasa doesn't intend to make a move now. Although he hates the young man in white, Zhuo Wen's cultivation base is really not high. He doesn't need to make a move at all. The army of evil spirits can tear this ignorant guy to pieces .

Boom boom boom!

The evil spirit running in the front, showing a ferocious look, jumped up suddenly, and it jumped a full distance of 100 meters, and arrived in front of Zhuo Wen first.

Roar!

The evil spirit opened its teeth and claws, roared, its sharp claws tore through the air, and slammed towards Zhuowen's head.

Just from the terrifying whistling sound from the sharp claws, it can be seen that this claw is enough to blast Zhuowen's forehead into pieces.

Zhuo Wen sneered, raised the Wang Jian in his hand, and hit the evil spirit.

Strangely, the moment the evil spirit's hard body came into contact with Wang Jian, it immediately disintegrated and shattered into fine powder.

"The power is so strong..."

Zhuo Wen's eyes froze for a moment, and he felt the deepest feeling with the king sword in his hand. He just waved it casually, and the moment he hit the evil spirit, it was like blasting into the air, with no hindrance.

Apparently, the strength of death qi against evil spirits was somewhat beyond Zhuowen's expectation. JrNovels.com