Zhuo Wen's eyes showed cruelty, he nodded, and suddenly, a series of soul and sword intent rushed out.

At this moment, he immediately released 10,000 sword intents of the soul, and the terrifying sword intent permeated the sky, full of terrifying destructive power, capable of tearing anything apart at any time.

Zhuo Wen has comprehended the "Ancient Sword Visualization Map" to the last level, and his soul has successfully reached the realm of breaking the sky and five transformations.

And every soul sword intent he released has the power to break the sky and the peak of the five transformations.

Ten thousand soul sword intents of the same power are extremely terrifying, even those who have become stronger from yin and yang will be torn to pieces by them.

Bang bang bang!

Countless soul swords slashed on Huo Qilin's body, and countless sparks flew out.

But Huo Qilin roared again and again, and terrifying blood and fire erupted from his body, drowning the surrounding spirit and sword intent.

But there are too many Soul Sword Intents, and it is impossible to destroy them all in a short time.

"Hmph! You are quite capable!"

The fiery-haired man looked at the Huo Qilin trapped by the sword intent of Wan Dao's soul, snorted coldly, took a step forward, and rushed straight to Zhuo Wen.

"Ants are ants after all, die!"

The fiery man's eyes were indifferent, without the slightest emotion, he punched Zhuowen in the chest.

Pooh!

His punch directly pierced Zhuo Wen's chest, and then he was shocked to find that Zhuo Wen clasped his right fist tightly with both hands.

"Huh? Dying?"

The fiery man frowned slightly, and wanted to draw out his right fist, but to his surprise, Zhuo Wen held it firmly.

Moreover, the fiery-haired man also saw Zhuo Wen showing a strange smile, and a bad feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

"Taizishi, give it to me!"

Zhuowen roared, purple light burst out between his brows, and then an ordinary stone swept out from the depths of his brows, and smashed on the fiery man's head.

The fiery man had no defense at all, and was hit directly by the Taizi stone, and then his face changed, becoming very frightened.

"Imperial Hongmeng Stone? You...you actually..."

The angry man roared, mobilizing all the strength in his body, and began to resist the power of the Taizi stone.

But Zhuo Wen tightly pinched his right fist, making it impossible for him to exert his full strength.

"Ant, don't let me go!"

The fiery man's face changed drastically, his right fist spurted out a terrifying blood fire, intending to completely burn Zhuowen to ashes.

But what surprised him was that although Zhuo Wen was much weaker than him, there was some kind of higher-level power circulating in his body, which barely blocked his bloody attack.

In this way, under Zhuo Wen's sarcasm, the fiery man was absorbed by the Taizi stone inch by inch.

boom!

When the angry man was completely absorbed by the Taizi Stone, Zhuo Wen spat out a mouthful of blood, spraying blood mist all over his body, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

His left chest was punctured, and there was a blood hole the size of a fist, and the blood flowed desperately.

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth, the spirit of the Sanhuo Zhenjing is too strong!

In the past, he tamed the spirit of the weapon first, and then absorbed it with the Taizi stone.

But now, he was almost beaten to death. If he hadn't fought desperately, Taizishi might not be able to cure the angry man.

When Zhuo Wen's divine sense returned to his body, Zhuo Wen, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, turned pale and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Zhuo Wen covered his head, his spirit was already strong enough, and he almost lost his mind just now.

Now, his spirit is extremely weak, and it may take a long time to recover.

The only thing that comforts him is that Taizishi has completely absorbed the spirit of Sanhuo Zhenjing. He should now have the right to control Sanhuo Zhenjing.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the broken bronze mirror in his hand again.

I saw that the surface of the bronze mirror was dull and dull, as if it was really an ordinary bronze mirror. JrNovels.com