These two were already his servants, yet they dared to scold his people like this, they had nothing to fear.

"court death!"

Zhuo Wen snorted coldly, and immediately communicated with each other, intending to destroy the souls of these two people.

However, Zhuo Wen soon discovered that although he communicated with each other, the two in front of him were safe and sound.

"Haha, His Majesty is indeed right. The slave contract that this person gave us has no effect. Please inform His Majesty immediately."

The thin and tall man showed ecstasy, and immediately took out a talisman, crushed it, and then the two immediately backed away, not daring to get too close to Zhuo Wen.

At the beginning, Zhuo Wen fought against more than forty Heavenly Dao Lords by himself. What kind of demeanor is still deeply imprinted in their memories. They dare not face such a strong man.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he immediately sacrificed the death sacrifice sword, and his powerful spiritual consciousness even performed soul killing, causing a brief blank in the minds of the two, and then the death sacrifice sword instantly passed through the eyebrows of the two, killing both of them. the soul of man.

"Brother Zhuo, let's run, if we don't leave, it will be too late!"

After Zhuo Wen killed the two heavenly masters, Tong Qimei was not surprised at all, but was worried and urged Zhuo Wen to leave.

Zhuo Wen put his right hand on Tong Qimei's shoulder. When he wanted to calm the latter down, his face changed drastically and he took off the veil from Tong Qimei's face.

Tong Qimei screamed, but unfortunately her hands were not as fast as Zhuo Wen's.

The black veil fell off, and what appeared in front of Zhuo Wen was a face covered with scars.

Although Tong Qimei is not absolutely beautiful, she is also very heroic, and her appearance is even more classy.

But now Tong Qimei's heroic face no longer exists, replaced by an ugly face full of knife scars.

And Zhuo Wen can still feel that the scar on Tong Qimei's face contains the aura of Taoism. With Tong Qimei's strength, it is impossible to restore the scar. Obviously, someone deliberately left the scar on Tong Qimei's face permanently. .

"Qimei, who did it?"

The anger in Zhuo Wen's heart couldn't stop gushing out. Appearance is the most important thing for a woman, even for a cultivator.

Now Tong Qimei's appearance has been destroyed, and Zhuo Wen even found that the divine power in Tong Qimei's body is negligibly weak, and he knows that Tong Qimei's cultivation base has also been destroyed.

This made Zhuo Wen even more angry.

Tong Qimei hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to look at Zhuo Wen, and secretly wiped her tears and said, "Brother Zhuo, let's go! We can't afford to offend the sons of those two just now, they are too powerful."

Huo Yu and Gang Yu followed Zhuo Wen, and when they heard Tong Qimei's words, they seemed to think of something, their expressions changed slightly, among them, Huo Yu asked quickly: "Miss Tong, the son you are talking about is the son of the Huangji family? "

Tong Qimei nodded and said: "Yes, when the son came here, he reported himself as the third son of the Huangji family, and the people around the third son were too strong. I heard that there was also a bodyguard of the Lord of Destiny. He is the most powerful person who has proved the second step of the Tao, and here he is simply an existence that covers the sky with one hand."

The faces of Huo Yu and Gang Yu changed drastically. They didn't expect the third son of the Huangji family to come here. This guy is a well-known playboy in the East Dao Domain, and he is cruel and cynical.

And besides this guy, there is such a terrifying powerhouse as the Lord of Destiny, such a powerhouse, killing them is simply a piece of cake.

"Brother Zhuo, we have to get out of here quickly. The third son of the Huangji family is not something we can afford." Huo Yu said hastily.

Zhuo Wen took a deep breath, ignored Huo Yu, but looked at Tong Qimei and said, "Qimei, what about Chenxue?"

Tong Qimei's pretty face changed slightly, and she said with some disappointment: "The third son came to the Brahma Heaven, and he was fine at first, and didn't make much movement, but at that time, sister Chenxue just broke through, and the vision of the phoenix appeared, and then the third son He was talking about the blood of the Phoenix, so he took Sister Chenxue down..."

creak!

Zhuo Wen clenched his fists tightly and said three good words in succession, but the murderous intent in his eyes grew stronger.

"It's actually the blood of the Phoenix, and after the breakthrough, the vision of the Phoenix can still appear. If the Phoenix Clan in the Great Desolate Heaven Realm knew about it, they would probably regard her as a goddess." Huo Yu said with a strange look.

Zhuo Wen didn't think too much about the Phoenix family that Huo Yu was talking about, but looked at Tong Qimei and asked, "Qimei, where is Chenxue now?"

"Haha, in this prince's golden house! How can a mere ant have the right to show such anger to this prince?"

An untimely voice came, and immediately Zhuo Wen and the others were surrounded by more than a dozen figures.

In front of the encirclement, a man dressed in gold lace, sitting on a splendid carriage, came across the sky.

The two drivers in front of the carriage were two gray-haired old men, but from the sparkle in the old man's eyes, it could be seen that these two old men were by no means simple people.

Zhuo Wen could tell at a glance that these two old men should be at the level of Hunyuan Masters, and as for the dozen or so people around them, they were the ones Zhuo Wen tamed at the beginning.

The man sitting in the carriage was naturally Huangze, the third son of the Huangji family that Huoyu was talking about.

On the carriage, Huang Ze casually picked up the purple grapes next to him and fed it into his mouth, ignoring Zhuo Wen at all, but looking at Tong Qimei beside Zhuo Wen.

The aura on Zhuo Wen's body was too weak, only a mere extreme of life and death, such a cultivation base, in Huang Ze's eyes, was like an ant, and he didn't bother to take a second look. JrNovels.com