This time, he went through the fourth decline, without any items to weaken the decline, and it was completely prepared to fight against Binghui.

So, if he really doesn't rely on anything, he's probably about to fall straight away.

The golden coffin is really hard, and the red lotuses of destruction fell on its surface one after another, setting off terrifying explosions again and again, but they did not leave too many traces on the surface.

However, the golden coffin was violently shaken by the bombardment, like a boat swaying on the sea.

"This guy...has a heaven-shattering artifact! And it's a second-order defensive artifact!"

Binghui's condition was really bad. He was blown to pieces by Ruin Honglian, and his hair was burnt to nothing.

But the moment he saw the golden coffin, his eyes showed disbelief.

One must know that Heaven-shattering Divine Artifacts are extremely rare and rare in the Hundred Domains Outside the Boundary.

The main reason is that there are too few blacksmiths who can forge sky-breaking artifacts.

Although Binghui's cultivation base is the second transformation of the sky, but it is extremely rare to own a first-order artifact of the sky.

If the Ice Fiend King hadn't thought of his merits and given him ice armor, he still doesn't have a heaven-shattering artifact.

And the ice armor is nothing more than a heaven-shattering first-order artifact.

But Zhuo Wen, who had been underestimated by him all the time, actually possessed the second-order defensive artifact of breaking the sky, so why didn't he be surprised.

"This son must die! What is on his body must be taken away!"

Binghui's eyes flickered, revealing blazing greed.

But soon, greed was replaced by panic, because there were more and more red lotuses of destruction in the black hole, pouring down like a torrential rain.

Afterwards, Binghui began to let out an even more shrill scream.

Inside the golden coffin, Zhuo Wen sat cross-legged quietly. Although the coffin was constantly shaking, he was as motionless as a mountain.

Zhuo Wen is constantly adjusting his state, and at the same time, his divine sense is constantly paying attention to the Binghui outside.

When he saw Binghui being destroyed and Honglian crying for his father and mother, he felt a chill in his heart.

The destruction of the red lotus is really terrifying. If he faced it directly, it would be better than Binghui, who fell directly.

The destruction of the red lotus lasted for only a stick of incense, and finally gradually decreased, and finally disappeared completely.

And the black hole in the sky slowly dissipated as it continued to squirm.

Obviously, this downfall is finally over.

On the top of Sanqing Mountain, the square in front of Sanqing Palace has long since been completely changed, and Sanqing Palace has been turned into ruins.

On the ground, there are two huge deep pits.

In one of the deep pits, there was a golden coffin lying quietly; while in the other deep pit, Bing Hui was covered in blood, curled up in the pit, motionless.

boom!

In the ruins at the edge of the Sanqing Palace, the green-haired mummy crawled out with difficulty. His eyes were terrified, and he tiptoed towards the ruins of the square.

He went straight to the golden coffin, knocked on the coffin, and said softly, "Master, are you okay?"

Just as the green-haired mummy finished speaking, the lid of the golden coffin creaked open, and the green-haired mummy sat down on the ground in fright.

"Owner!"

However, the green-haired mummy quickly recognized Zhuo Wen as the figure walking out of the golden coffin.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen's eyes were piercing, and an extremely powerful and terrifying aura swept over his body.

He has survived the calamity of the fourth decline, and has completely advanced to the fourth decline state, and his whole person seems to have undergone a reborn change.

Now, if he were to fight Binghui again, he would be able to fight Binghui head-on without relying on the power of decline.

Zhuo Wen jumped out of the deep pit and came to another deep pit.

However, when he reached the edge of the deep pit, a sharp saber aura swept out from the pit.

Then a handleless ice blade flitted out, disappeared before his eyes in the blink of an eye, and then appeared behind him at the back of his head, slashing it down.

Zhuo Wen snorted coldly, turned around abruptly, and punched out, purple energy erupted all over his body, and his black hair turned into purple hair in a blink of an eye, hanging down to his waist. JrNovels.com