About two hours later, Zhuo Wen's body exploded completely and turned into blood mist, leaving only a pale head.

But there was no fear in Zhuo Wen's eyes, but full of sharpness and sharpness.

Because he felt that the Gengjin Jianyu around him began to weaken, and he knew that the Gengjin Jianyu would disappear soon.

Sure enough, the Gengjin Sword Rain was rapidly weakening, and soon became sparse.

Afterwards, Zhuowen felt a rush of surging and warm energy in the depths of the chaotic starry sky.

This energy continued to repair his injuries, and he was left with only the remnants of his head, which began to regenerate rapidly.

At the same time, the aura on his body has completely transformed, and he can feel the surging energy surging in his body, filling his whole body.

He knew that he had successfully passed the disaster and advanced to the first rank.

However, within ten breaths, Zhuowen's remnant body has been completely repaired by this energy, and Zhuowen's aura has also completely transformed, undergoing a qualitative change.

But at this moment, all the onlookers' eyes fell on Zhuo Wen at the same time, and they all gasped, the whole audience was eerily quiet.

However, this silence did not last long, and was replaced by an uproar.

"Oh my god, this nameless casual cultivator survived such a terrible calamity as Gengjin Jianyu, how is this possible?"

"He has successfully advanced to the first class. You have not noticed that this person's aura is powerful and terrifying. He doesn't look like the first class monk at all..."

"..."

Discussions, uproars, and noises gathered together, and the surroundings were very noisy.

Lianmeng showed surprise, while Wu Junhao's eyes were gloomy. He was also deeply surprised that Zhuo Wen could survive the Gengjin sword rain.

"Yang Xu, kill him!"

Wu Junhao sent a voice transmission to Wu Yangxu, who nodded, stepped on his right foot, and disappeared in place for a while.

The coldness at the corner of Wu Yangxu's mouth became more and more intense, and the murderous intent in his eyes could hardly be concealed.

Wu Mingzhe died because of Zhuo Wen, and now he wished to destroy Zhuo Wen and avenge Wu Mingzhe.

Wu Yangxu's speed was too fast, and he still took it by surprise. When Lianmeng and Du Huacan reacted, they realized that it was too late to catch up.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen has completely recovered, feeling the powerful energy rolling in his body, his eyes showed surprise.

With the cultivation base of the first decline, coupled with the shattering divine power operated by the Hongmeng Art, Zhuo Wen is confident that his current strength is comparable to the peak powerhouse of the second decline.

If the clone is fused, his strength will be improved to a higher level, enough to fight against the third weakest Xeon.

Especially the shattering divine power on his body, the penetrating power is too terrifying, the energy level is very high, and the monks in the starry sky of the lower world will suffer a lot when fighting against him.

"Um?"

If Zhuo Wen felt something, he sensed a killing intent.

He raised his head and saw that Wu Yangxu had already arrived, and a terrifying aura swept over the spot like a storm.

"Witch Clan?"

Zhuo Wen calmly looked at Wu Yangxu who was getting closer, and asked lightly.

Wu Yangxu was startled, then grinned sneeringly and said, "Wu Yangxu, a man from Wulou! I'm here to kill you today!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Yangxu punched him hard.

His fist blasted out, and the starry sky exploded, shattered and shattered, which looked terrifying.

"This son is really miserable. He has just been promoted to the first rank, and he will be killed!"

Wu Junhao folded his hands on his chest, watched coldly, and said mocking words.

"The man from Wulou? It seems that he is looking for death, so I will help you!"

Zhuo Wen was very calm, he punched out, Zimang was introverted, it looked ordinary, but in fact it contained terrifying energy.

Rumble!

The two fists clashed together, and there were big explosions around, and then Wu Yangxu found out in horror that his right fist was directly smashed to pieces.

In particular, a mysterious power from Zhuo Wen's fist penetrated into his body and began to wantonly destroy the meridians in his body. Even if he agitated most of the energy of the heavenly way, it would be difficult to give this mysterious power to the meridians. Dissolve it. JrNovels.com