Mo Fenyou snorted, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then flew out backwards, landing heavily next to the rear palace gate, looking sluggish.

"Is this seat not enough time for you?"

Shenyou stood up slowly, the lazy look on his face was no longer, it was completely replaced by sharpness and coldness, a violent killing intent burst out from the depths of his gaze, and shot straight at Mo Fenyou .

Mo Fenyou got up again, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to God Bless for mercy.

Mo Liuhuo looked at this scene with a sad expression. Mo Fenyou was also the ancestor of their Wushen clan, the guardian of the Wushen Realm, and he was a member of the Wushen clan.

But now, they have no status like ants in front of this man in feathers, and Mo Fenyou kowtows to God Bless to beg for mercy, which makes Mo Liuhuo very uncomfortable.

When the man in the feather coat was about to make a move, he suddenly raised his head and looked to the south with sharp eyes.

Both Mo Fenyou and Mo Liuhuo lowered their heads, naturally they didn't see the strange look on the man's face, they just knelt there nervously and dared not speak.

"Did you feel it? That's the aura of catastrophe in the universe!" The man in the feather coat suddenly said excitedly.

Only then did Mo Fenyou and Mo Liuhuo stop kowtowing, and slowly raised their heads, looking at the man in feather clothes who rarely showed excitement in front of the throne.

"Go, take the most elite team of your Wushen clan, and follow me to the south!" The man in feather clothes said coldly.

Mo Fenyou and Mo Liuhuo agreed, nodded quickly, and started to prepare the team.

After everything was ready, the man in feather clothes left the Holy Witch City with Mo Fenyou and others, and headed towards the south of the Witch God Realm.

Pooh!

In the valley, Duan Zhipeng spat out a mouthful of blood involuntarily, and his expression became very listless.

Not far from him, there is a huge deep pit. In the center of the deep pit, the huge purple phantom is almost torn apart, dim and weak, with a weak breath.

Apparently, the power of the colorful palm that appeared at the end of the great calamity of the cosmic dharma was really terrifying. With one blow, Duan Zhipeng's cosmic dharma was nearly collapsed.

Fortunately, that seven-colored palm has certain restrictions, and it can only be used with one hand. Otherwise, not only Duan Zhipeng's cosmic aura will collapse, but Duan Zhipeng himself will be in danger.

Zhuo Wen immediately rushed into the valley and came to Duan Zhipeng's side.

"Brother Duan, are you okay?"

Zhuo Wen supported the teetering Duan Zhipeng, and asked rather worriedly.

Duan Zhipeng laughed and shook his head, and then Zhuo Wen discovered that the aura in Duan Zhipeng's body was getting stronger and stronger, like a rolling river.

"I finally survived the disaster of the cosmic dharma. From now on, I will be a real cosmic dharma expert!" Duan Zhipeng couldn't hide his excitement.

Zhuo Wen was also happy for Duan Zhipeng, and he also found that Duan Zhipeng's aura was much stronger than that of the early stage powerhouses of the ordinary universe.

It seems that Duan Zhipeng has gained a lot of benefits because he absorbed the essence of the law of flowing fireworks.

"I'm afraid it's not suitable to stay here for a long time! The movement of my crossing the catastrophe is too big, and it may attract the attention of the powerful Nuwa clan in the realm of the witch god." Duan Zhipeng said with a serious expression.

Zhuo Wen nodded, the big formation he arranged completely collapsed under the bombardment of the colorful palms.

And Duan Zhipeng's momentum of crossing the catastrophe, naturally he couldn't hide it, and he couldn't hide it from the strong men of the Nuwa clan.

Soon, Zhuowen gathered the Hexu tribe, took out the divine ship, and flew towards the south.

The mountain they were on was originally close to the southern border of the Wushen Realm, so if they wanted to leave the Wushen Realm as soon as possible, they had to go from the southern border.

Since they already knew that their whereabouts might be discovered, they did not deliberately hide their whereabouts, but flew at the fastest speed.

Not long after Zhuowen and the others left, a huge beast appeared above the mountain where they were.

On the back of the giant beast stood the elite monks of Shenyou, Mo Fenyou and the Witch God clan.

Most of the Nuwa clan's team is lined up in the Witch God Realm and guarded by border guards. Once Zhuowen's trace is found, they will be notified immediately.

Shenyou jumped into the depths of the mountain, checked inside, and said with a sneer, "Someone here just passed the catastrophe here, and it was the catastrophe of the law of the universe! It seems that this person should be Zhuo Wen's pedestrian!"

"The action is quite fast, did you actually transfer so quickly?"

Mo Fenyou hurriedly came behind Shenyou, and said respectfully in a low voice: "Lord Godyou, there is news from the southern border that they found Zhuo Wen and his party! They are now forcibly breaking into the border!"

"Walk!"

Shenyou squinted his eyes, and with a wave of his sleeves, he brought Mo Fenyou and a group of people towards the southern border at a faster speed.

At this moment, within the southern border, a team of thousands of people has surrounded the Shenship where Zhuo Wen and others are located. JrNovels.com