Chapter: 6131
Zhuo Wen slowly fell from mid-air, looked at the remaining four people, and said plainly.
The four of them lowered their heads, trembling all over, and knelt on the ground. They were really shocked by Zhuo Wen, so how could they run away casually?
"Who is the headless statue in your palace?" Zhuo Wen asked lightly.
The four looked at each other, and one of the young men came out very honestly, took out five headless statues from the spirit ring, and placed them in front of Zhuo Wen.
"I have five headless statues on my body, and the other five statues are on Wang Wenhong's body!"
The young man said very honestly.
Zhuo Wen nodded, and after collecting the five statues bluntly, he looked at the four of them lightly and said, "You come to the door aggressively, don't you think that after you hand over the headless statues, I will easily spare you?"
The scalps of the four young men were numb, and the young man who handed over the statue was extremely decisive, slashed his sword, and broke his right arm.
After doing this, he knelt on the ground, bowed to Zhuo Wen, and asked Zhuo Wen to forgive him.
Seeing this, the other three youths also imitated this person, cut off their arms, knelt on the ground and apologized to Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen looked down at the four of them silently, waved his sleeves, and said, "Go away, I won't kill you today, but if I see you again, I will kill you!"
The four breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and after saluting Zhuo Wen in gratitude, they quickly left the Great Rift Valley.
With a wave of Zhuo Wen's sleeve, he summoned Li Xinbing, Zi Ling and others from the big world.
Li Xinbing and Ziling looked around in confusion, and subconsciously asked, "Wang Wenhong and the others?"
"Wang Wenhong has been repulsed by me! Our statues are enough. For the next period of time, we just need to stay in this temple and wait for the time to pass!" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
Both Li Xinbing and Ziling were shocked. They didn't expect Zhuo Wen to even defeat Wang Wenhong. This is too scary.
In particular, after they saw Wang Qingxue's dead body not far away, they believed in Zhuo Wen's words.
After all, Wang Qingxue is Wang Wenhong's cousin, and they are related by blood. If Wang Wenhong hadn't been defeated, it would be impossible to ignore Wang Qingxue.
For the next period of time, except for leaving at night, Zhuo Wen basically stayed in the palace of the Great Rift Valley.
And since he defeated Wang Wenhong, although other monks came to the Great Rift Valley to compete for their headless statues, they were basically easily solved by Zhuo Wen.
And Zhuowen, under the leadership of Allah, looked for a monster-level evil spirit every night, defeated them, and refined them all.
With the increase in the number of refining evil spirits, Zhuo Wen's cultivation base is also increasing in an orderly manner.
But Zhuo Wen also found that as he refined more Zerg-level evil spirits, the increase in cultivation brought by Zhe-level evil spirits became less and less.
Zhuo Wen knew that as his cultivation base continued to increase, the benefits brought to him by the evil spirits at the level of evil spirits became less and less.
"Could it be that if I want to continue to break through, I need to find a higher-level evil spirit?"
In the dim darkness, after Zhuo Wen had just refined a monster-level evil spirit, his deep gaze passed through the darkness and fell into deep thought.
Tonight is his twenty-seventh night in this small world.
In two more days, thirty days would be up, and he would have to leave this small world.
Ala cautiously accompanied him not far away. After seeing Zhuo Wen refining the monster-level evil spirit, he didn't show any joy on his face, and he couldn't help but feel a bad premonition in his heart.
"Ah! In this small world, are there super evil spirits?" Zhuo Wen suddenly asked.
Hearing this, Ala almost knelt down, and he said with snot and tears: "Master Zhuo, we are just a small place, so there are no super evil spirits! Stop thinking about it!"
Allah scolded in his heart, Nima, it's fine to find a level evil spirit, this level of evil spirit Zhuowen can still deal with it, but this guy is crazy, he actually wants to find a higher level evil spirit.
That kind of existence, one finger, can crush them to death, they are their super evil spirits and unattainable existences.
Even if he knew, it would be impossible to tell Zhuo Wen. This is simply asking for a dead end.
"Really?"
Zhuo Wen stared at Allah unkindly.
Ala was stared a little hairy, his eyes flickered, and he was a little afraid to look at Zhuowen.
"Look up and look at me? Do you dare to say that sentence you just said again?"
Zhuo Wen spoke coldly, his eyes filled with terrifying killing intent.
Ala's scalp was numb, and he could feel the strong killing intent in Zhuowen's eyes. If he answered any questions, Zhuowen would kill him immediately. JrNovels.com
The four of them lowered their heads, trembling all over, and knelt on the ground. They were really shocked by Zhuo Wen, so how could they run away casually?
"Who is the headless statue in your palace?" Zhuo Wen asked lightly.
The four looked at each other, and one of the young men came out very honestly, took out five headless statues from the spirit ring, and placed them in front of Zhuo Wen.
"I have five headless statues on my body, and the other five statues are on Wang Wenhong's body!"
The young man said very honestly.
Zhuo Wen nodded, and after collecting the five statues bluntly, he looked at the four of them lightly and said, "You come to the door aggressively, don't you think that after you hand over the headless statues, I will easily spare you?"
The scalps of the four young men were numb, and the young man who handed over the statue was extremely decisive, slashed his sword, and broke his right arm.
After doing this, he knelt on the ground, bowed to Zhuo Wen, and asked Zhuo Wen to forgive him.
Seeing this, the other three youths also imitated this person, cut off their arms, knelt on the ground and apologized to Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen looked down at the four of them silently, waved his sleeves, and said, "Go away, I won't kill you today, but if I see you again, I will kill you!"
The four breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and after saluting Zhuo Wen in gratitude, they quickly left the Great Rift Valley.
With a wave of Zhuo Wen's sleeve, he summoned Li Xinbing, Zi Ling and others from the big world.
Li Xinbing and Ziling looked around in confusion, and subconsciously asked, "Wang Wenhong and the others?"
"Wang Wenhong has been repulsed by me! Our statues are enough. For the next period of time, we just need to stay in this temple and wait for the time to pass!" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
Both Li Xinbing and Ziling were shocked. They didn't expect Zhuo Wen to even defeat Wang Wenhong. This is too scary.
In particular, after they saw Wang Qingxue's dead body not far away, they believed in Zhuo Wen's words.
After all, Wang Qingxue is Wang Wenhong's cousin, and they are related by blood. If Wang Wenhong hadn't been defeated, it would be impossible to ignore Wang Qingxue.
For the next period of time, except for leaving at night, Zhuo Wen basically stayed in the palace of the Great Rift Valley.
And since he defeated Wang Wenhong, although other monks came to the Great Rift Valley to compete for their headless statues, they were basically easily solved by Zhuo Wen.
And Zhuowen, under the leadership of Allah, looked for a monster-level evil spirit every night, defeated them, and refined them all.
With the increase in the number of refining evil spirits, Zhuo Wen's cultivation base is also increasing in an orderly manner.
But Zhuo Wen also found that as he refined more Zerg-level evil spirits, the increase in cultivation brought by Zhe-level evil spirits became less and less.
Zhuo Wen knew that as his cultivation base continued to increase, the benefits brought to him by the evil spirits at the level of evil spirits became less and less.
"Could it be that if I want to continue to break through, I need to find a higher-level evil spirit?"
In the dim darkness, after Zhuo Wen had just refined a monster-level evil spirit, his deep gaze passed through the darkness and fell into deep thought.
Tonight is his twenty-seventh night in this small world.
In two more days, thirty days would be up, and he would have to leave this small world.
Ala cautiously accompanied him not far away. After seeing Zhuo Wen refining the monster-level evil spirit, he didn't show any joy on his face, and he couldn't help but feel a bad premonition in his heart.
"Ah! In this small world, are there super evil spirits?" Zhuo Wen suddenly asked.
Hearing this, Ala almost knelt down, and he said with snot and tears: "Master Zhuo, we are just a small place, so there are no super evil spirits! Stop thinking about it!"
Allah scolded in his heart, Nima, it's fine to find a level evil spirit, this level of evil spirit Zhuowen can still deal with it, but this guy is crazy, he actually wants to find a higher level evil spirit.
That kind of existence, one finger, can crush them to death, they are their super evil spirits and unattainable existences.
Even if he knew, it would be impossible to tell Zhuo Wen. This is simply asking for a dead end.
"Really?"
Zhuo Wen stared at Allah unkindly.
Ala was stared a little hairy, his eyes flickered, and he was a little afraid to look at Zhuowen.
"Look up and look at me? Do you dare to say that sentence you just said again?"
Zhuo Wen spoke coldly, his eyes filled with terrifying killing intent.
Ala's scalp was numb, and he could feel the strong killing intent in Zhuowen's eyes. If he answered any questions, Zhuowen would kill him immediately. JrNovels.com
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