"Brother Zhuo, why did you stop me just now? If I make a move, except for Wu Xingyuan, the rest are really no match for me!" Ziwei Xingjun said with some dissatisfaction.

When Wu Xiuran and Wu Wenbin provoked just now, Ziwei Xingjun planned to make a move, but Zhuo Wen stopped him, which made Ziwei Xingjun feel unbalanced.

"Brother Ziwei, we have some time to clean up these people, but we came here to do business. I need to get close to the three ancestral witch corpses. If my predictions are correct, there should be Wu Wuxian's decorations all over the three ancestral witch corpses." The powerful restriction coming down! I need time to break through."

"It's really unwise to conflict with these geniuses now! After I break the restriction on the corpse of the ancestor witch and find what I need, it's time for us to do it."

In the big world, Zhuo Wen sat cross-legged inside the pavilion on the island in the lake, and calmly transmitted sound to Ziwei Xingjun.

Hearing this, Ziwei Xingjun had no choice but to nod in agreement, and said via voice transmission: "In this case, then I will bear with it for a while, you go and check the corpse of the ancestor witch!"

Just after Ziwei Xingjun finished speaking, there was a speck of dust on his shoulder, which gradually floated up in an anti-gravity state, and slowly approached the three ancestral witch corpses above the baptismal pool.

Wu Xingyuan slowly opened his eyes, and he looked at the sky above the baptismal pool full of lines in a daze.

For a moment just now, he actually felt a wave in the sky above the baptismal pool.

Although this fluctuation was very weak, he was still keenly aware of it.

However, when he reacted, the fluctuation disappeared faintly, as if it had evaporated out of thin air.

"Is it my illusion?"

Wu Xingyuan muttered to himself, and derived his own consciousness to sense the fluctuation just now, but found nothing.

In the end, Wu Xingyuan shook his head, and after confirming that the feeling just now was an illusion, he concentrated on immersing himself in the baptismal pool to rapidly improve his own strength.

"This Wu Xingyuan's spiritual sense is quite keen, and he actually noticed the slightest fluctuation when the big world entered the baptismal pool!"

A speck of dust was suspended hundreds of meters above the baptismal pool, and Zhuo Wen's eyes in the big world became serious.

But after Wu Xingyuan stopped paying attention to this side, he continued to control the dust formed by the big world, and swept straight to the depths of the sky.

Soon, Zhuo Wen reached tens of thousands of meters above the sky, and at this moment, the three corpses of ancestor witches were already within easy reach.

However, the moment the dust formed by the big world approached the three ancestral witch corpses, it was blocked by an invisible and transparent energy.

Zhuo Wen knew that this was the restriction set by Wu Wuxian.

He controlled the big world, and circled around the three ancestral witch corpses several times. After careful observation, his face became extremely solemn.

After a rough observation, he found that there were ninety-nine and eighty-one restrictions on the outside of the three ancestral witch corpses, and the level of each restriction basically reached the sky-high level.

"The witch clan is really cautious about these three ancestral witch corpses, and they have placed a lot of restrictions. Even if ordinary heaven-level formation masters come here, they will be helpless against such complicated restrictions. !" Zhuo Wen observed for a while, frowned and shook his head.

However, Zhuo Wen is not an ordinary Heaven-reaching formation master, his formation method is inherited from the life-long work of Danzhen Immortal Lord, Danzhen Zhenlu, and his level is far stronger than that of the same rank.

Moreover, Zhuo Wen also has the Profound Truth, Hongmeng Wuji, which is specially designed to break the prohibition. With his level of formation, it is not too difficult to break the ninety-nine and eighty-one prohibitions.

After understanding the ninety-nine and eighty-one restrictions, Zhuo Wen was not in a hurry to break it, but controlled the big world and returned to the shore of the baptismal pool, and returned to Ziwei Xingjun's shoulders.

"Brother Zhuo, why did you come back so soon?" Ziwei Xingjun asked via voice transmission in surprise.

"The restriction is quite complicated, but it doesn't pose too much threat to me! So I plan to get rid of the people who are in the way here first, and then slowly find what I need!" Zhuowen replied.

Ziwei Xingjun's eyes flashed with excitement, and he couldn't help standing up, laughing loudly.

He endured it for so long, and felt very aggrieved. Now Zhuo Wen's words made him feel much more at ease.

Ziwei Xingjun's big laugh naturally alarmed the eleven other geniuses in the baptism pool.

Wu Xiuran and Wu Wenbin were furious, what was going on with Zixing, he was so scared to death in front of them just now.

How dare you suddenly laugh now, is this deliberately disturbing them?

"Zixing, you are courting death! Originally, I wanted to let you go, but you actually interrupted my cultivation. You deserve death. Go to hell!"

Wu Xiuran and Wu Wenbin stepped out of the baptismal pool at the same time, like two bolts of lightning, they came towards Ziwei Xingjun.

The terrifying wind swept away, and the surrounding time and space seemed to be reversed.

This Wu Xiuran and Wu Wenbin's cultivation bases are very strong, both of them are in the early stage of Tongtianzhu. Together, they can fight against the strong in the middle stage of Tongtianzhu.

Wu Qiutong and the others looked at Wu Xiuran and Wu Wenbin in amazement. They all felt that it was a bit of a fuss and a little too cautious for these two people to make a move at the same time.

Ziwei Xingjun snorted coldly, kicked his right foot suddenly, and almost punched Wu Xiuran, completely ignoring Wu Wenbin behind him.

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