Although he knew that the strength of this young man from the small clan would not be too bad, he did not expect that this young man could persist until now, which was really beyond his expectations.

On the other hand, Ziwei Xingjun, who had already retreated, felt a little anxious, and sent a voice transmission to Zhuo Wen, asking Zhuo Wen to retreat first, don't be so conspicuous, it is easy to make people jealous.

It's a pity that Zhuo Wen didn't respond to him, but sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was practicing.

Not only Wu Xingyuan and Shifu, but also the patriarch-level powerhouses of many races who were watching around also noticed such a discordant existence of Zhuo Wen.

"Is this Longwen really born in a small clan? Damn it, it has survived until now, what kind of a strong physical body is needed to do it!"

"I also find it strange that this Long Wen's aura is not strong. How did he survive until now? I also feel very puzzled. Is this guy cheating?"

"..."

Zhuowen's performance was too conspicuous, causing many foreigners to question him.

Zhuo Wen didn't care about the surrounding discussions, he was tirelessly absorbing the powerful coercion from the surroundings.

The coercion of these ancestral witches poured into his body like nutrients, tempering his physical body.

In the process of tempering, he found that the realm of his Pan Gu Saint Body had loosened slightly, and there were signs of a breakthrough, which was really incredible.

The level of his Pangu Saint Body was originally the seven-star peak. Now that the level has loosened, he feels that he is one point closer to the eight-star.

However, the more he absorbs the coercion, the more obvious the signs of his Saint Body realm loosening, the more he can feel how strong the barrier to promotion to the eight-star is, and he feels that it is a bit too much to completely advance to the eight-star. Not too possible.

"With these coercive energies, I think I should be able to hit the eight-star level half a step from the seven-star peak!" Zhuo Wen's eyes were full of brilliance.

Pangu Saint Physique has been promoted to eight stars. He is completely unconfident now, but he has hope to reach eight stars in half a step.

However, these coercions are not enough, he needs stronger and more terrifying coercion tempering, so that his holy body can break through in one go.

Wu Wuxian frowned slightly, and she took a deep look at Zhuo Wen. She always felt that Zhuo Wen was weird. This guy didn't look like he was under the coercion of Zu Wu, but rather enjoyed it.

Is this my illusion?

Thinking of this, Wu Wuxian shook his head, and with a wave of his right hand, he shot out the eleventh colorful streamer.

Immediately, the eleventh ancestral witch statue was activated.

Rumble!

After the terrifying coercion came down, the ground within three miles of the central area of ??the Guardian Land completely cracked open.

And this kind of cracking is catastrophic, the entire ground is broken, and there are layers of terrifying deep pits.

This deep pit is really too deep, like an abyss, pitch black.

And after the coercion of the eleventh path was activated, Shifu couldn't bear it anymore, he had reached his limit, spit out a mouthful of blood, flew upside down, and left the three miles away.

Even Wu Xingyuan frowned and his face was pale.

From the corner of Wu Xingyuan's mouth, a trace of blood slowly spilled out. Obviously, under the impact of this coercion, he did not feel very well.

Wu Xingyuan looked at Zhuo Wen, his pupils couldn't help shrinking, because he found that the ordinary young man of the small clan still had a calm face, sitting cross-legged on the futon, as motionless as a mountain, like an old monk with profound Dharma.

"What's going on? This Long Wen is not affected at all? This is impossible!"

Wu Xingyuan was really shocked, this was the first time he showed any emotion since he attended the Wu Song Club.

In the deep pit, dust is densely covered, and the powerful coercion makes up for the scope of this deep pit.

Under the influence of coercion, the dense dust in the deep pit was endowed with extremely powerful energy. Like countless sword lights, they quickly collided chaotically and quickly in the deep pit, forming dazzling rays of light and energy.

In this deep pit, a natural killing formation was formed.

Any living beings who enter this deep pit will be strangled to powder by the terrifying killing array formed by the combination of coercion and dust.

Even the spiritual senses of many foreign races around were shielded from the outside by this natural killing array.

"I didn't expect that when the eleventh ancestral witch statue was activated, the coercion would be so terrifying. Ordinary Tongtian masters would be seriously injured if they entered this deep pit in the early stage! If they stay in it for a long time, there is a risk of falling. !"

E Taihe, the patriarch of the Moon Wolf Clan, looked solemnly, shocked by this terrifying coercion.

"Then why hasn't Long Wen come out yet? He may have been holding on before, but he may have died inside now!" Qianping, who was standing beside E Taihe, said softly, her beautiful eyes twinkling.

"The strength of Long Wen is not strong, but the defense of this body is very strong. This kid should have specially practiced the secret method of physical defense. Otherwise, with his strength, it is impossible to last until now." E Taihe shook his head.

E Taihe's words won the approval of many patriarchs around him. JrNovels.com