Everyone saw that this figure looked disheveled, and there were broken chains all over his body and limbs.

Obviously, this person should have been chained somewhere before, but now he was freed.

"Great Brahma, you old man, this Xingjun will kill you today!"

As soon as this strange person appeared, the three extreme energies of extreme thunder, extreme fire and extreme wind emerged from his whole body, and his every move was basically full of extreme energy.

Boom!

Brahma had already recovered his severed arm, and immediately six arms blasted out, and golden light shot up into the sky like a water column, dyeing the entire starry sky golden yellow.

The two collided hundreds of times in an instant, and then retreated at the same time. Among them, Brahma retreated hundreds of steps, while the strange man retreated nearly a thousand steps.

"Ziwei Xingjun?"

Da Fantian's face was ugly, he stared at Ziwei Xingjun, as if he couldn't believe that Ziwei Xingjun was still alive, and also survived the twentieth wind disaster, becoming a real three-pole true god.

Logically speaking, even if Ziwei Xingjun was not killed by the golden disc on the last floor of the Tower of Hanoi, he should have died under the twentieth wind disaster.

Da Brahma knows better than anyone else that the horror of the twentieth typhoon is definitely higher than the power of the gold disc explosion.

But now Ziwei Xingjun appeared in front of him alive, and he seemed to be intact.

"Old man, your strength is stronger than before, but it doesn't matter, I have enough energy, young master, and I have to get you down today!"

Ziwei Xingjun didn't care at all that he was at a disadvantage in the fight just now. He had just advanced to the three-pole realm, and he didn't control the power of the three-pole well.

After he was thoroughly familiar with the power of the tripolar realm, Ziwei Xingjun believed that he might not be the opponent of Brahma.

"Come again!"

Ziwei Xingjun didn't wait for Da Brahma to react at all, the extreme power spread all over his body, and then attacked Da Brahma again.

Da Fantian really wanted to ask where Zhuo Wen had gone, but unfortunately, Ziwei Xingjun didn't even give him a chance to ask questions.

Moreover, Da Brahma was shocked to find that Ziwei Xingjun became stronger as he fought, or in other words, he had a more accurate grasp of the power of the three extremes, which also made Da Brahma have to take it seriously.

As for Zhuo Wen, he had already forgotten about it.

"It's actually Ziwei Xingjun, I really didn't expect Ziwei Xingjun to actually advance to the three-pole realm, so powerful!"

"This time Da Fantian really shot himself in the foot. He thought he could use Ziwei Xingjun, but he didn't expect to become Ziwei Xingjun."

"..."

After everyone recognized Ziwei Xingjun, there was an uproar like a tide.

"Where is Zhuo Wen?" Mo Tian whispered with a frown.

Standing behind Can Yue, Tong Qimei's beautiful eyes were staring at the purple mist in the distant starry sky, and she felt that there was another figure in the purple mist.

Although her consciousness was basically blocked by the purple mist, she had a feeling that there was another person in the purple mist, and it was very likely that it was Zhuo Wen.

Luoshen barely broke free from the palm of the broken arm, Meimou gratefully looked at Ziwei Xingjun who was fighting against Da Brahma in the distance.

Although she didn't know Ziwei Xingjun, since this person saved her, she has already remembered this kindness in her heart.

"Although this person has advanced to the three extremes, he may not be able to destroy Brahma, and I am seriously injured. I am afraid that he will not be able to kill Brahma today. I can only look for opportunities in the future."

Luoshen said, intending to leave this starry sky.

But soon she discovered that the mysterious purple mist not far away actually stretched out a big purple hand and pinched her.

Luoshen urged the mysterious power in his body, but found that he couldn't break free from the terrifying big purple hand, and then the big purple hand pulled suddenly, pulling Luoshen's whole body into the purple mist.

In the purple mist, there is a rather large space. In the center of the space is a futon, and a slender young man in white clothes sits cross-legged on the futon.

Behind the young man in white stands a young man in black. At this moment, the young man in black is surrounded by extremely terrifying extreme energy, and the extreme energy on this young man in black is much more terrifying than that of Ziwei Xingjun just now.

The young man in black is holding a golden tower-shaped treasure in his right hand. Looking carefully, this tower-shaped treasure is a miniature version of the Tower of Hanoi.

"It's you?"

The moment Luoshen's eyes fell on the face of the young man in white, he immediately opened his mouth wide and looked at the latter in disbelief.

The young man in white turned his head slowly, looked at the surprised Luoshen with a faint smile, and said with a smile: "We meet again, I wonder what happened to my wife?"

Luoshen trembled all over. Although the young man in white had a smile on his face, she felt a deep chill and a strong killing intent in this smile. JrNovels.com