Chapter: 4853
"That Zhuowen did it?"
Xue Wuhen shuddered all over, and his voice was incredible.
"It should be! Originally, I thought that the second kill was enough to destroy Zhuo Wen, but now it seems that I was wrong! This child has become a thing!"
The voice of Yisha was a little helpless, and continued: "In the future, our Blood Prison will not provoke Zhuo Wen again! This son is no longer something that our Blood Prison can provoke!"
Xue Wuhen heard the helplessness in Yisha's tone, and his eyes became more complicated.
He remembered the first time he saw Zhuowen when he was in the Eight Great Heaven Realms. At that time, he looked at Zhuowen as if he was looking at a funny ant. destroy.
But now, this guy who was just an ant in his eyes, killed six of the seven kills in the blood prison, and the strongest one even said that he didn't intend to provoke Zhuo Wen, because he was afraid of the first kill, and began to fear Zhuo Wen up.
"The world is really impermanent!"
Xue Wuhen sighed softly in his heart, feeling that the feng shui turn was too fast.
"You didn't intend to provoke me, but I didn't say I would spare you!"
Suddenly, a majestic voice came from the outside, penetrated the palace, shrouded the entire scarlet palace, and resounded like a bell and a bell.
Yisha and Xue Wuhen's expressions changed drastically.
Yisha stood up abruptly, his figure flashed, and immediately the dome of the palace shattered, a large energy hand protruded from the gap in the broken dome, and slammed onto the place where Yisha was originally located .
The throne of the first kill was completely shattered into powder and torn apart.
Above the gap in the dome, a figure slowly descended, and finally landed on the ruined throne.
Yisha and Xue Wuhen's eyes all fell on the figure standing on the ruins, and their expressions changed in unison.
"Zhuowen..." The two said in unison.
This figure that descended from the sky was indeed Zhuo Wen.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's gaze was as cold as a knife. The moment he found the Scarlet Palace, he found that there were very few Blood Prison killers in the Scarlet Palace, and there was no formation restriction on the surface.
So he rushed in right away.
Zhuo Wen also knew the reason why the Scarlet Palace was not guarded by formations.
In this dimensional space, the rules of heaven are incomplete, even if there is a powerful formation to restrain it in this bloody palace, it will not be able to exert much power.
Whoosh whoosh!
The moment Zhuowen blasted through the dome deep in the Scarlet Palace, it also completely shocked the entire Blood Prison.
A streak of bloody light swept out from around the bloody palace, rushing into the shattered dome one after another.
If you look carefully, these blood lights are actually blood prison killers.
There were hundreds of Blood Prison killers rushing into the shattered part of the dome like a torrent of blood, rushing straight down and rushing towards Zhuo Wen below.
Zhuo Wen stood in the ruins, his gaze was as cold as a knife, and strands of crystal light emerged from his body, as if his body was forged from some kind of rare glass.
Zhuo Wen squeezed the tactic with both hands and used the profound meaning of "opening the sky blade". In the palms of his hands, two white air blades with a length of one meter and two appeared.
boom!
Zhuo Wen jumped up suddenly, his hands were flying, and suddenly, a burst of knife light flashed out. The milky white light actually overwhelmed the bloody torrent formed by the hundreds of blood prison killers in one fell swoop.
Pooh!
Pooh!
A blood prison killer fell from the torrent one after another, landed on the ground, and turned into a stiff corpse, motionless.
Yisha and Xue Wuhen looked at this scene with extremely ugly expressions.
Zhuowen's strength was beyond their imagination. Hundreds of blood prison killers joined forces and were completely crushed.
"We can't let him continue to kill and kill!"
Yisha snorted coldly, looking at the dwindling torrent of blood, his heart was bleeding.
You know, their Blood Prison has spent a lot of effort in cultivating these elite killers.
Now these elite killers who have been cultivated for many years are like wheat harvested in autumn, constantly decreasing. How can you bear such a loss. JrNovels.com
Xue Wuhen shuddered all over, and his voice was incredible.
"It should be! Originally, I thought that the second kill was enough to destroy Zhuo Wen, but now it seems that I was wrong! This child has become a thing!"
The voice of Yisha was a little helpless, and continued: "In the future, our Blood Prison will not provoke Zhuo Wen again! This son is no longer something that our Blood Prison can provoke!"
Xue Wuhen heard the helplessness in Yisha's tone, and his eyes became more complicated.
He remembered the first time he saw Zhuowen when he was in the Eight Great Heaven Realms. At that time, he looked at Zhuowen as if he was looking at a funny ant. destroy.
But now, this guy who was just an ant in his eyes, killed six of the seven kills in the blood prison, and the strongest one even said that he didn't intend to provoke Zhuo Wen, because he was afraid of the first kill, and began to fear Zhuo Wen up.
"The world is really impermanent!"
Xue Wuhen sighed softly in his heart, feeling that the feng shui turn was too fast.
"You didn't intend to provoke me, but I didn't say I would spare you!"
Suddenly, a majestic voice came from the outside, penetrated the palace, shrouded the entire scarlet palace, and resounded like a bell and a bell.
Yisha and Xue Wuhen's expressions changed drastically.
Yisha stood up abruptly, his figure flashed, and immediately the dome of the palace shattered, a large energy hand protruded from the gap in the broken dome, and slammed onto the place where Yisha was originally located .
The throne of the first kill was completely shattered into powder and torn apart.
Above the gap in the dome, a figure slowly descended, and finally landed on the ruined throne.
Yisha and Xue Wuhen's eyes all fell on the figure standing on the ruins, and their expressions changed in unison.
"Zhuowen..." The two said in unison.
This figure that descended from the sky was indeed Zhuo Wen.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's gaze was as cold as a knife. The moment he found the Scarlet Palace, he found that there were very few Blood Prison killers in the Scarlet Palace, and there was no formation restriction on the surface.
So he rushed in right away.
Zhuo Wen also knew the reason why the Scarlet Palace was not guarded by formations.
In this dimensional space, the rules of heaven are incomplete, even if there is a powerful formation to restrain it in this bloody palace, it will not be able to exert much power.
Whoosh whoosh!
The moment Zhuowen blasted through the dome deep in the Scarlet Palace, it also completely shocked the entire Blood Prison.
A streak of bloody light swept out from around the bloody palace, rushing into the shattered dome one after another.
If you look carefully, these blood lights are actually blood prison killers.
There were hundreds of Blood Prison killers rushing into the shattered part of the dome like a torrent of blood, rushing straight down and rushing towards Zhuo Wen below.
Zhuo Wen stood in the ruins, his gaze was as cold as a knife, and strands of crystal light emerged from his body, as if his body was forged from some kind of rare glass.
Zhuo Wen squeezed the tactic with both hands and used the profound meaning of "opening the sky blade". In the palms of his hands, two white air blades with a length of one meter and two appeared.
boom!
Zhuo Wen jumped up suddenly, his hands were flying, and suddenly, a burst of knife light flashed out. The milky white light actually overwhelmed the bloody torrent formed by the hundreds of blood prison killers in one fell swoop.
Pooh!
Pooh!
A blood prison killer fell from the torrent one after another, landed on the ground, and turned into a stiff corpse, motionless.
Yisha and Xue Wuhen looked at this scene with extremely ugly expressions.
Zhuowen's strength was beyond their imagination. Hundreds of blood prison killers joined forces and were completely crushed.
"We can't let him continue to kill and kill!"
Yisha snorted coldly, looking at the dwindling torrent of blood, his heart was bleeding.
You know, their Blood Prison has spent a lot of effort in cultivating these elite killers.
Now these elite killers who have been cultivated for many years are like wheat harvested in autumn, constantly decreasing. How can you bear such a loss. JrNovels.com
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