"It's just a state of enlightenment, Di Shitian, I think you can get rid of this kind of rubbish at will, right?" Sun Qi said disdainfully after discovering Zhuo Wen's cultivation.

Di Shitian nodded, and looked at Zhuo Wen with mockery and disdain.

He glanced at the death sacrificial sword floating around Zhuo Wen, and said lightly: "Zhuowen, you have finally shown your face, but do you think you can compete with me with an artifact to prove Dao? Isn't it too much?" Naive?"

Zhuo Wen put down Mu Chenxue, looked at Di Shitian indifferently, and said, "Contest? I, Zhuo Wen, are here to kill you. Using the word "contest", you are too flattering yourself!"

Di Shitian's eyes turned cold, and he said with a sneer, "It's simply beyond self-control, even when death is imminent, it's still so arrogant."

"Brother Zhuo..."

Yao Xiangjun and others quietly came to Zhuo Wen's side, and Yao Xiangjun looked at Zhuo Wen worriedly with beautiful eyes.

She can also see that Zhuo Wen's current cultivation level is only the death awareness level.

Although she knew that Zhuo Wen's combat power was extraordinary, the gap between the Realm of Realization of Death and the Lord of Heaven was too great. No matter how defiant Zhuo Wen was, it would be impossible for Zhuo Wen to cross the entire realm to compete with Di Shitian, who was at the level of Lord of Heaven.

Palace Master Jingyun, Motian, and Yuezu also showed signs of worry. Their thinking was obviously similar to that of Yao Xiangjun. They didn't think that Zhuo Wen, who just realized the death realm, would be Di Shitian's opponent.

But now that Sun Qi was staring at them closely, it was unrealistic for them to escape. After all, in front of a strong man like Sun Qi, they couldn't escape at all.

Sun Qi stared at Zhuo Wen with great interest, and her eyes became more and more disdainful.

He didn't pay much attention to Zhuo Wen who only realized the death realm. What he cared about was that this little guy who only realized the death realm dared to be so arrogant in the face of a strong heavenly master like Di Shitian.

In Sun Qi's view, Zhuo Wen's act of courting death is simply a mindless act.

"Husband, Di Shitian has successfully demonstrated the Tao, you..." Mu Chenxue said with some concern.

But before Mu Chenxue finished speaking, she coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood, her pretty face was as pale as snow.

Zhuo Wen quickly took out the ninth-level healing pill from the spirit ring, and let Mu Chenxue take it. The latter's complexion improved a lot, but the injury in his body was too serious, and it might take a long time to recuperate.

Since Zhuo Wen became a ninth-level alchemist, he has basically been able to refine the ninth-level alchemy with his hands. In addition, he has inherited the alchemy perception of the emperor's alchemy fire, and the ninth-level alchemy he refined are all of special quality. Generally, the nine-level magic pill is much more powerful.

"Chen Xue, today I will cut off Di Shitian's head to make amends to you." Zhuo Wen laughed.

Mu Chenxue looked at the confident smile on Zhuo Wen's face, even though he knew that Zhuo Wen's current cultivation was only at the Realm of Death Realm, his heart was surprisingly full of trust in him.

She has never doubted Zhuowen. Along the way, she is very clear that Zhuowen has experienced much more than she has suffered. What Zhuowen said has never been empty words.

After Zhuo Wen handed Mu Chenxue to Yao Xiangjun, and asked her to take good care of Mu Chenxue, he walked towards Di Shitian step by step.

Yao Xiangjun looked complicated, she wanted to persuade Zhuo Wen, but thinking about their current situation, she knew that what she was going to say was in vain.

Because no matter whether Zhuo Wen fights or not, it is up to them. Di Shitian will definitely not let them go, so they have to fight if they don't fight.

Di Shitian looked at Zhuo Wen indifferently, as if looking at a clown, and said indifferently: "Finish your last words with your little lover, and when you are done, come here and die."

As he said that, Di Shitian waved his sleeve robe with his right hand casually, and on his right hand, a golden circle of light appeared, a golden divine weapon rushed out, and directly blasted towards Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen held the Death Sacrifice Sword in his right hand, and immediately swung it violently. The Death Sacrifice Sword swept across the starry sky and blasted towards the golden artifact.

Boom!

The Death Sacrifice Sword was too powerful, the moment the golden artifact came into contact with the Death Sacrifice Sword, it was immediately polluted by the terrifying death energy of the Death Sacrifice Sword, the surface became eclipsed, and then burst open.

The Death Sacrifice Sword's power remained undiminished, and its target was directed at Di Shitian.

Di Shitian also knew that Zhuo Wen's artifact for proving the Dao was not simple. After finding out that the aperture artifact he summoned was ineffective on it, he did not dare to push it too far, and a circle of aperture suddenly appeared behind him.

Whoosh whoosh!

Like rain, all kinds of artifacts swept out of these circles of light, and the only similarity between these artifacts was that their surfaces were all glittering with golden light, as if they were covered with the afterglow of the sun.

Zhuo Wen held the Thunder Fire Sword in one hand, and the Immortal Blood Sword in the other. With his right foot kicking into the void, he shot out like an arrow from the string, and followed behind the Death Sacrifice Sword.

Countless golden lights are densely packed, and in the place covered by these golden lights, time and space have long been annihilated, and the starry sky is distorted, turning into a terrifying zone.

Di Shitian crossed his arms and looked at the starry sky wrapped in golden lights, with a mocking smile on his lips.

It was indeed beyond his expectation that Zhuo Wen possessed the artifact of enlightenment, but monks who have not been enlightened can exert the power of the artifact of enlightenment.

In Di Shitian's eyes, Zhuo Wen's mere comprehension of death was much less of a threat than Mu Chenxue's.

Stab it!

The moment Di Shitian smiled, a huge crack appeared on the surface of the endless golden light, like a piece of cloth that had been cut open. JrNovels.com