The last time a number of third-ranked weaklings teamed up to encircle and suppress this son, not only failed to kill him, but was even killed by this son.

But now Wu Yangshuo led six ancestor-level powerhouses to come to surround and kill them again, but this son turned back and killed them.

Not long after the two sieges, this child's strength has undergone earth-shaking changes. With this growth rate, Wu Taiji felt fear in his heart.

"yes!"

The Wu Clan monk nodded yes, then slowly withdrew.

Not long after the witch monk left, Wu Xiangjun quietly appeared in the room.

"Wuji, even if that Zhuo Wen appeared from the nightmare abyss, you have no chance to make a move! That old man Sanqing won't let you make a move!" Wu Xiangjun said.

Wu Taiji rubbed his temples and said with a bit of a headache: "Mr. Xiang, why don't I know! But Zhuo Wen must die, he has progressed too fast! If he is not killed as soon as possible, he will be the second Sanqing! At that time , our Honghuang Street may be in danger."

Wu Xiangjun frowned slightly and said, "Tai Chi, I'll know about this even if you don't tell me about it! But if Zhuo Wen can kill Wu Yangshuo, it means that he has at least the strength of the fifth stage of decline, unless you make a move, otherwise, No one in Honghuang Street will be his opponent."

Wu Taiji snorted coldly and said, "Hmph! This kid can kill Wu Yangshuo and the others entirely by relying on the ultimate Han Yinhuo! Once he loses this, he won't even be a match for the fourth decadent monk!"

"Well! But if this guy can get the ultimate Han Yinhuo, it means that this guy has some tricks! And we don't know if he still has this kind of flame on him. If so, no matter how many killers we send out, That is useless!" Wu Xiangjun said.

"Don't worry, the number of ultimate Han Yinhuo that exists in this world is very small. If this son kills Wu Yangshuo and the others, there is no way he still has the ultimate Han Yinhuo!"

"However, just in case, I will make a move next time! I will never give Zhuo Wen another chance!" Wu Taiji said in a deep voice.

"What about Sanqing?" Lord Wu Xiang asked.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Wu Taiji's mouth, and he said: "A few days ago, I received another reply from Lord Binghui. It is said that he left the customs early, and now he has set off to descend on our starry sky!"

Wu Xiangjun's beautiful eyes showed excitement, and he said: "Really? I thought it would take a long time for Master Binghui to leave the customs, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."

"Hey! As long as Lord Binghui comes, then Sanqing will not dare to interfere! Besides, Sanqing, an old fellow, is obsessed with yin and yang, and Master Binghui has already known about it. By then, this old fellow will just walk around without food! "Wu Taiji sneered.

...

Outside the nightmare abyss, there was a crowd of people. Zhuo Wen stood in a floating square, staring at the stone statue of a woman standing in front of him.

This stone statue of a woman is extremely beautiful, and it has a human body and a snake tail, especially those eyes, revealing a strange light.

This statue of a woman is the entrance to the Abyss of Nightmare.

Zhuo Wen stared at the eyes of the stone statue of the woman, he saw a strange purple light, and then he just felt dizzy, and then his purple light enveloped him and disappeared in the square.

Not long after Zhuowen entered the nightmare abyss, several figures came from the direction of Honghuang Street. They were all monks of the Wu clan.

After they fell into the square, they disguised themselves as vendors, set up stalls near the stone statues, and yelled for business as if nothing had happened.

After Zhuowen opened his eyes, he found that he was on the ruins of a dilapidated hall.

At this moment, there are many monks coming and going on the ruins of the main hall.

Zhuo Wen knew that he had entered the abyss of nightmare.

The environment in the Nightmare Abyss is similar to the outside world, the only difference is that he can feel a mysterious force inside, this force is suppressing his soul, making his soul feel a little tingling.

Zhuowen looked around, and found that besides the ruins of the main hall, there was a passage leading to the depths ahead. Stone pillars stood on both sides of the passage, and a faint light shone on the top of the stone pillars.

Except for this dim light, the surroundings of this passage are completely dark.

Zhuo Wen also noticed that most of the monks were exploring in the ruins of the main hall, and almost no one entered this passage.

The ruins of this hall are very large, almost equivalent to a large city with a population of tens of millions.

Zhuo Wen had some headaches. From the jade slips that Lianmeng gave him, he learned that Xizi's body was placed in the Nightmare Nunnery deep in the Abyss of Nightmare.

In addition, the jade slip did not provide a route to the Nightmare Temple, which made Zhuo Wen a little helpless. When he entered here, he couldn't look for the Nightmare Temple like a headless chicken.

"Huh? You see, isn't that the cold weather? He is recognized as the most powerful in the new generation of Sanqing Street. It is said that the most promising genius in the future will catch up with Lord Sanqing. He also came to the nightmare abyss gone?"

"Don't you know? It is said that Rao Tianhan wanted to break into the Nightmare Nunnery and seize the body of Zu Wu Xizi in the Nightmare Nunnery. It is said that it was because of Sanqing's promise!"

"Back then, Sanqing once said that whoever could bring him the corpse of Xizi from the Nightmare Nunnery, he would promise that person a favor! It is well known that Zuo Tianhan likes Lianmeng, he went to Nightmare It is probably because of Lianmeng that An seized Xizi's body!"

Suddenly, noises sounded around, Zhuo Wen followed the sound and saw a figure standing quietly at the entrance of the only passage in the main hall.

It can be seen from his posture that they are preparing to enter the depths of the passage.

This is a man who looks quite young, with an ice-blue Excalibur on his back, short shoulder-length hair hanging down, and an unstoppable sharpness exuding from his whole body. JrNovels.com