Chapter: 4207
The green-haired mummy slammed heavily on the rock wall next to it, but Zhuowen soon noticed that the green-haired mummy stood up slowly, twisted its neck, looked at Zhuo Wen with a grin and said, "Not bad, you The strength of the egg is much stronger than that of the egg last time, and it can actually hurt me."
Zhuo Wen felt a chill in his heart, he almost used all his trump cards, the green-haired mummy was only slightly injured, what kind of monster is this?
According to Zhuowen's observation, the strength of this monster is only stronger than that of the original Black Smoke King, but the horror of this monster's physical body is simply unsolvable.
"Could it be that this monster is really a strong man from the era of the Twelve Ancestral Witches in the Primordial Heaven Territory, but he was trapped in this peerless evil vein for some unknown reason?"
Zhuo Wen thought to himself, but backed away quietly. This green-haired mummy is too strong physically, like Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death. If he confronts such a monster head-on, he will definitely be consumed by him.
"However, you really pissed me off!"
The eyes of the green-haired mummy burst out with green light, and an extremely terrifying aura erupted suddenly. For a moment, the surrounding air froze.
Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he used the Tu Dao Finger again without hesitation. The Tu Dao Finger, which condensed the way of heaven, shot out like an arrow off the string, and hit the green-haired mummy heavily.
Boom!
The green-haired mummy let out a roar, and was sent flying upside down again.
It's just that the green-haired mummy at this moment is much better than before. He grabbed it with both hands in mid-air, cracked Tu Dao's finger, twisted it lightly, and fell to the ground.
Then the green-haired mummy flicked, and continued to plunder Zhuo Wen vigorously.
Zhuo Wen sighed lightly, and hurried towards the exit.
It's a pity that he underestimated the speed of the green-haired mummy. The green-haired mummy was much faster than him. It landed in front of him ahead of time and punched it fiercely.
The deity of Devouring King arrived in front of Zhuo Wen ahead of time, crossing his hands, trying to block the punch of the green-haired mummy.
boom!
All the scales on the arms of King Devourer's body were rolled up, blood splashed, and then flew out backwards, and even the body was constantly flying back.
And Zhuo Wenfei's retreating direction happened to be the center of the pool of wronged souls.
"not good!"
When Zhuo Wen noticed the pool of wronged souls below, he thought something was wrong in his heart, and the divine power of Death Mystery gushed out, trying to forcibly reverse the direction.
But the wronged souls in the wronged soul pool rushed forward one by one, pulling Zhuo Wen into the wronged soul pool like crazy, and soon Zhuo Wen disappeared inside the wronged soul pool.
The green-haired mummy came to the edge of the pool of wronged souls, and looked at the countless wronged souls inside the pool of wronged souls with fear, showing a look of hesitation.
"It's unlucky to let this son fall into this place. It seems that this son is dead, and I have to work in vain! Hey, when will my life like this be the end, really I really don�t want to stay in this ghost place any longer.�
The green-haired mummy raised its head to the sky and let out a long sigh, then left the burrow.
Ho ho ho!
The moment Zhuowen fell into the pool of wronged souls, countless ghosts rushed towards Zhuowen crying and howling, drowning Zhuowen's whole body.
The moment Zhuowen fell into the pool of wronged souls, he had already recalled King Devourer to his body, and at the same time, the death sacrifice sword surrounded his body, resisting the surrounding wronged souls.
The Death Sacrifice Sword was quite restrained against such insubstantial things as unjust souls, but it managed to keep Zhuo Wen from being entangled by so many unjust souls for a while.
But after Zhuowen looked at the endless grievances around him, he felt quite bitter in his heart. The Death Sacrifice Sword could indeed keep him from being torn apart by these grievances.
But at the same time, he couldn't control the Death Sacrifice Sword to get out of this pool of wronged souls.
Because these wronged souls kept drilling him into the depths of the pool of wronged souls, and it was basically wishful thinking for him to go up.
"Originally, I didn't want to enter this pool of wronged souls, but because the green-haired monster was driven into the pool of wronged souls, I was really afraid of something." Zhuo Wen whispered bitterly.
After Zhuo Wen swallowed several healing pills, he began to observe the surrounding environment.
What made him smile wryly was that there was nothing around him other than countless innocent souls, not even a medium for him to swim to the surface of the pool.
"Are you going to keep sinking like this? What's down here?" Zhuo Wen murmured with gloomy eyes.
Although he knew that there might be a treasure at the bottom of the pool, it was only his guess after all, and even if there was, he would have to die to get it.
No life, no matter how precious the treasure is, it's useless.
Ho ho ho!
The endless grievances resounded in Zhuo Wen's ears continuously, like a ghost seeking his life.
If it weren't for Zhuo Wen being protected by the Death Sacrifice Sword, he might be swallowed by these endless souls immediately. JrNovels.com
Zhuo Wen felt a chill in his heart, he almost used all his trump cards, the green-haired mummy was only slightly injured, what kind of monster is this?
According to Zhuowen's observation, the strength of this monster is only stronger than that of the original Black Smoke King, but the horror of this monster's physical body is simply unsolvable.
"Could it be that this monster is really a strong man from the era of the Twelve Ancestral Witches in the Primordial Heaven Territory, but he was trapped in this peerless evil vein for some unknown reason?"
Zhuo Wen thought to himself, but backed away quietly. This green-haired mummy is too strong physically, like Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death. If he confronts such a monster head-on, he will definitely be consumed by him.
"However, you really pissed me off!"
The eyes of the green-haired mummy burst out with green light, and an extremely terrifying aura erupted suddenly. For a moment, the surrounding air froze.
Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he used the Tu Dao Finger again without hesitation. The Tu Dao Finger, which condensed the way of heaven, shot out like an arrow off the string, and hit the green-haired mummy heavily.
Boom!
The green-haired mummy let out a roar, and was sent flying upside down again.
It's just that the green-haired mummy at this moment is much better than before. He grabbed it with both hands in mid-air, cracked Tu Dao's finger, twisted it lightly, and fell to the ground.
Then the green-haired mummy flicked, and continued to plunder Zhuo Wen vigorously.
Zhuo Wen sighed lightly, and hurried towards the exit.
It's a pity that he underestimated the speed of the green-haired mummy. The green-haired mummy was much faster than him. It landed in front of him ahead of time and punched it fiercely.
The deity of Devouring King arrived in front of Zhuo Wen ahead of time, crossing his hands, trying to block the punch of the green-haired mummy.
boom!
All the scales on the arms of King Devourer's body were rolled up, blood splashed, and then flew out backwards, and even the body was constantly flying back.
And Zhuo Wenfei's retreating direction happened to be the center of the pool of wronged souls.
"not good!"
When Zhuo Wen noticed the pool of wronged souls below, he thought something was wrong in his heart, and the divine power of Death Mystery gushed out, trying to forcibly reverse the direction.
But the wronged souls in the wronged soul pool rushed forward one by one, pulling Zhuo Wen into the wronged soul pool like crazy, and soon Zhuo Wen disappeared inside the wronged soul pool.
The green-haired mummy came to the edge of the pool of wronged souls, and looked at the countless wronged souls inside the pool of wronged souls with fear, showing a look of hesitation.
"It's unlucky to let this son fall into this place. It seems that this son is dead, and I have to work in vain! Hey, when will my life like this be the end, really I really don�t want to stay in this ghost place any longer.�
The green-haired mummy raised its head to the sky and let out a long sigh, then left the burrow.
Ho ho ho!
The moment Zhuowen fell into the pool of wronged souls, countless ghosts rushed towards Zhuowen crying and howling, drowning Zhuowen's whole body.
The moment Zhuowen fell into the pool of wronged souls, he had already recalled King Devourer to his body, and at the same time, the death sacrifice sword surrounded his body, resisting the surrounding wronged souls.
The Death Sacrifice Sword was quite restrained against such insubstantial things as unjust souls, but it managed to keep Zhuo Wen from being entangled by so many unjust souls for a while.
But after Zhuowen looked at the endless grievances around him, he felt quite bitter in his heart. The Death Sacrifice Sword could indeed keep him from being torn apart by these grievances.
But at the same time, he couldn't control the Death Sacrifice Sword to get out of this pool of wronged souls.
Because these wronged souls kept drilling him into the depths of the pool of wronged souls, and it was basically wishful thinking for him to go up.
"Originally, I didn't want to enter this pool of wronged souls, but because the green-haired monster was driven into the pool of wronged souls, I was really afraid of something." Zhuo Wen whispered bitterly.
After Zhuo Wen swallowed several healing pills, he began to observe the surrounding environment.
What made him smile wryly was that there was nothing around him other than countless innocent souls, not even a medium for him to swim to the surface of the pool.
"Are you going to keep sinking like this? What's down here?" Zhuo Wen murmured with gloomy eyes.
Although he knew that there might be a treasure at the bottom of the pool, it was only his guess after all, and even if there was, he would have to die to get it.
No life, no matter how precious the treasure is, it's useless.
Ho ho ho!
The endless grievances resounded in Zhuo Wen's ears continuously, like a ghost seeking his life.
If it weren't for Zhuo Wen being protected by the Death Sacrifice Sword, he might be swallowed by these endless souls immediately. JrNovels.com
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