The man looked to be in his thirties, with a burly figure and bulging muscles. There was a mark of flame between his eyebrows.

What deserved Zhuo Wen's attention the most was that the man's hair turned out to be a blood-red flame, burning blazingly...

Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, his cheeks were a little rosy, he resisted the terrifying heat wave just now, and his breath became a little unstable.

The fiery-haired man looked down at Zhuo Wen, his eyes full of curiosity.

In his eyes, Zhuo Wen's aura is only in the early stage of Void God Transformation.

Such a cultivation level, in his eyes, is simply not worth mentioning.

In his opinion, the heat wave that he swept out just now could kill this person physically and mentally.

But what surprised him was that Zhuo Wen was not only intact and undocumented, but he didn't even take a step back.

It was only then that the hot-haired man became very interested in Zhuo Wen.

As long as Zhuowen can respect him as his master, he will recognize this person as his servant and give him his power for Zhuowen to use.

Of course, the hot-haired man never thought that Zhuo Wen would reject him.

He is the weapon spirit of the fourth-tier star soldier. In the area of ??Zhongzhou, he is almost the highest-level star soldier. Almost no one will refuse his slightly outrageous request.

You know, his previous holders, after learning of his request, respected him as their master without hesitation, and he gave them correspondingly powerful power.

"I want all your strength!"

Zhuo Wen looked calm, and said lightly.

The fiery man narrowed his eyes slowly, looked at Zhuo Wen coldly, and said: "You just said that you want all my strength? Among so many holders, your appetite is the biggest. Unfortunately, you are My servant is not qualified to command all my power!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes were calm, and he said again: "If you become my servant, then all your power will be mine!"

The fiery man finally became serious, with anger and murderous intent rising in his eyes.

"Humans, you are really making progress! What kind of thing are you, an ant transformed from a virtual god, trying to dominate me? Even a strong man transformed from God's Domain must recognize me as master in front of me!"

The fiery man's expression became cold, he stepped slowly, and the extinguished mountain body was once again burning with blazing blood fire, and he was bathed in the blood fire, and walked down the mountain step by step.

The terrifying coercion crushed down, and the whole wasteland seemed to tremble.

Zhuo Wen's face changed slightly, the weapon spirit of the Sanhuo Zhenjing was too powerful, much stronger than the Zijin Toad's weapon spirit.

But his divine sense has already entered the three-fire real mirror, so it is naturally impossible to retreat like this. He wants to try to see if the Taizishi can subdue this spirit.

boom!

Zhuo Wen kicked out one step at a time, using the Primordial Movement Technique, transformed into a ghostly purple shadow, and instantly appeared behind the fiery man.

Boom!

Zhuowen punched out, and all the power of Hongmeng Bingjue poured out, and one after another weapon phantoms were condensed in Zhuowen's fist, blasting into the back of the fiery man.

boom!

But what made Zhuowen unbelievable was that the fiery man turned around at an incredible speed, and then punched backhand.

The two fists touched, and the terrifying energy ripples exploded, and there was a rumbling sound in the air.

Zhuo Wen snorted, flew upside down, and spat out a mouthful of fishy and sweet blood.

The fiery man took a step back and looked at Zhuo Wen in amazement.

"You really have the cultivation base of False God Transformation? It's really beyond my expectation that you have such a strong strength!"

"It's a pity that your strength is still too weak. Want me to respect you as the master? It's simply whimsical! I think you should die here!"

The fiery man stepped on the mountain with his right foot, and suddenly, the blood and fire in the mountain condensed into a huge fire unicorn, which rushed out roaring.

Zhuo Wen's body was still in mid-air, seeing Huo Qilin approaching quickly, his eyes showed a fierce look, regardless of his injuries, he forcibly used Hongmeng movement, and barely avoided Huo Qilin's sure-killing blow.

But Huo Qilin's speed was no slower than him, and he followed closely behind him.

And Zhuo Wen suffered serious injuries. If he keeps running like this, his injuries will get worse, and his speed will also drop by then.

In the end, he will be overtaken by Huo Qilin, and at that time, he will really die without a place to bury his life.

"Wan Jian Slash!" JrNovels.com