In this way, Zhuo Wen kept reincarnating in one illusion after another.

The only thing he does is to constantly temper his soul during the reincarnation of the illusion.

It has to be said that these illusions are very real, and Zhuo Wen felt a certain law of the soul that he had never felt before between the reincarnation switching between illusions.

He is finding out that this is the law, and he is constantly sharpening his soul.

What surprised him was that his soul was indeed getting stronger steadily.

Originally, his spirit had just broken through the Three Transformations, and it was only the initial stage of the Three Transformations.

But now, his soul has transformed again, and has reached the middle stage of the three transformations. It has to be said that the benefits of the illusion to him are indeed unimaginable.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhuo Wen suddenly opened his eyes.

I saw that the illusion in front of me had completely disappeared.

What appeared before his eyes was ruins and wasteland.

It was the scene inside the door that he saw outside the door before.

His gaze suddenly focused on a dilapidated temple not far ahead.

Inside, he saw the figure of a woman.

The woman was lying on the steps of the temple, motionless.

Zhuo Wen came to the woman and turned her over, his eyes showed excitement.

"Finally found you, Wushang!" Zhuo Wen said excitedly.

But soon, Zhuo Wen's expression changed...

Pooh!

Mo Yan Wushang, who was being held by Zhuo Wen, suddenly opened his eyes, and immediately held a sharp dagger in his right hand, stabbing at Zhuo Wen's heart.

Zhuo Wen left Mo Yan Wushang behind, took a few steps back, looked at the dagger on his chest, and couldn't believe it.

"Wu Shang, you..."

Zhuo Wen drew out his dagger, and looked at Mo Yan Wushang who stood up in puzzlement.

At this moment, Mo Yan Wushang, his beautiful eyes are full of indifference, looking at Zhuo Wen is like looking at a stranger.

At the same time, Zhuo Wen discovered that the dagger was coated with poison.

The toxicity was extremely strong, spreading along his heart and towards the meridians of his whole body.

Under this level of toxicity, his whole body was paralyzed, and his muscles began to lose feeling.

Zhuo Wen felt as if he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and started to run the Hongmeng Jue, only then could he barely resist the continued erosion of the toxicity.

"Brother Zhuo, I...how could I attack you?"

Suddenly, Mo Yan Wushang on the opposite side covered his lips with his hands, his beautiful eyes were full of disbelief and guilt.

As he said that, Mo Yan Wushang was about to step forward to help Zhuo Wen up.

Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes, looked deeply at Mo Yan Wushang in front of him, stopped her and said: "Wushang, don't come here, I need to relax!"

Mo Yan Wushang did not stop, she said with a worried face: "Brother Zhuo, how can this be done? You are seriously injured, and I accidentally injured you. I will definitely take responsibility for you!"

Mo Yan Wushang came to Zhuo Wen's side, reaching out his hand to help him up.

But the moment she touched Zhuo Wen, her pretty face changed slightly, and Zhuo Wen slammed out a palm, aiming at Mo Yan Wushang's brow.

Mo Yan Wushang reacted quickly, tilted his head, and dodged the palm.

But this palm was extremely fast, even though Mo Yan Wushang avoided the vital point, it landed on her left shoulder.

Mo Yan Wushang's left shoulder was blown out, and then she groaned, backed up again and again, and looked at Zhuo Wen with cold eyes.

Bang!

And at Mo Yan Wushang's feet, a dagger fell.

This dagger was not taken from Zhuo Wen's body, but the second dagger taken out by Mo Yan Wushang. JrNovels.com