Chapter: 6525
An indifferent voice came from the core of the explosion group, and one could see the dense pattern, like a swimming fish, rushing out, unexpectedly completely enveloping the 40,000 army.
In the enveloping circle of endless formations, there were screams one after another, and a large number of monks fell under the pressure of the formations at every moment.
In the explosion group, a figure came out lightly, surrounded by an imposing sword like a rainbow, blocking the terrifying explosion energy around him.
"Good... so strong! This is Master Zhuo's true strength!"
In Hexu God City, countless monks looked at the slender figure walking out of the explosion group with blazing admiration.
At this moment, this figure, they will never forget it forever.
Ling Xinghai was completely terrified, he could no longer care about his 50,000 army, and fled towards the distance like a bereaved dog.
"Ling Xinghai, you can't escape!"
Looking at Ling Xinghai's back, Zhuo Wen put his right hand fingers together as sword fingers, and with a point between his eyebrows, his powerful spirit condensed into a huge sword shape several feet high.
With a flick of his fingers, this huge soul sword intent pierced through the air and disappeared into the distance.
The speed of the soul is much faster than the physical body. The sword intent of the soul is formed by the soul, and its speed is far inferior to that of the Taiyou Holy Sword.
Moreover, Zhuo Wen's soul had already reached the peak of the Great Tribulation of the Universe, and the sword intent of the soul that he had spawned at this moment, even if the strong man at the peak of the Great Tribulation of the Universe resisted, his soul would be severely injured.
As for Ling Xinghai, who was only in the late stage of the Great Tribulation, how could he be able to withstand Zhuo Wen's fierce offensive of the terrifying spirit.
Ling Xinghai, who was fleeing originally, was actually always on guard against Fang Zhuowen's movements. When he discovered the Soul Sword Intent, before he could react, the Soul Sword Intent had already appeared on the back of his head.
Under his unbelievable gaze, it sank deep into the back of his head, penetrated into his soul, stirred wantonly and made waves in his soul world...
Ling Xinghai, who was fleeing originally, trembled, and suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then tightly covered his forehead with his hands, his body trembled violently, and let out a series of screams.
Everyone looked in horror and found that Ling Xinghai's face was ferocious, and his seven orifices were bleeding, like a ghost crawling out of hell, very terrifying.
Ling Xinghai covered his forehead, he stared at Zhuo Wen, his bloody eyes were full of begging for mercy and remorse.
It's a pity that Zhuo Wen's expression was flat, he just looked at Ling Xinghai silently, without any intention to spare him.
Ling Xinghai let out a mournful cry, his eyes closed suddenly, and Wei'an's body fell from mid-air feebly, hitting the ground heavily.
boom!
The entire land trembled heavily because of Ling Xinghai's fall.
And the Qiankun World that had been floating in the air behind Ling Xinghai also collapsed because of this, and faded away with his death.
After Zhuo Wen completely eliminated Ling Xinghai, not far away, the army trapped by countless formations was also completely smashed, and no one survived.
The sky was originally shrouded by the black army, but the clouds and mists were cleared to see the blue sky, and there was only a figure standing there quietly, like a deity who had been relegated to the mortal world.
Inside and outside the city of God, there was silence, and everyone's eyes were filled with worship and awe.
It's an incredible thing to use an ancient star to shake Da Xiaoyao. Today, they opened their eyes and saw this grand occasion through the ages.
Even if it is the peerless genius who is number one in the outside world, I am afraid that he may not be able to compare with Zhuo Wen's demeanor today.
At the head of Shencheng City, Si Kou Hongfei clenched his fists tightly and then loosened them. His palms were already full of sweat. He looked at the figure standing in the void, with a complicated and bitter smile on his mouth.
He still underestimated Zhuo Wen, the young man who had fought extremely hard against him who was seriously injured, grew up so fast that even he thought it was unbelievable.
In front of Hexu's God City, he beheaded two of the most powerful men in the late stage of the Great Tribulation with one sword. This level of strength and demeanor made Si Kou Hongfei feel ashamed.
In Si Kou Hongfei's heart, he was even more afraid and afraid of Zhuo Wen, and he no longer had any mixed thoughts.
"Fuck! Zhuowen, he can be so strong, could it be that something is wrong with my eyes?"
Hong Shenwu yelled even more, his eyes widened, expressing the unbelievable emotions in his chest.
In the city, the rest of the people were not surprised by Hong Shenwu's gaffe, because they were also in deep shock, and they didn't have the mood to care about Hong Shenwu.
Luo Lingyu also opened her cherry lips slightly, unable to utter a word for a long time.
The patriarchs of the Four Great Sacred Sects were even more as if they had seen a ghost, and their awe of Zhuo Wen in their hearts became countless times stronger.
On the other hand, Shan Lingyun smiled heartlessly, full of pride and pride in her smile, she almost pointed at Zhuo Wen to show off to others, that is my disciple, the disciple I taught.
Zhuo Wen strolled leisurely in the courtyard, slowly fell back to the top of the city, and was immediately surrounded by a group of people.
Si Kou Hongfei hurried forward, threw his body to the ground, knelt down in front of Zhuo Wen, and pleaded guilty: "My lord, Si Kou is guilty! Please punish Si Kou, my lord!" JrNovels.com
In the enveloping circle of endless formations, there were screams one after another, and a large number of monks fell under the pressure of the formations at every moment.
In the explosion group, a figure came out lightly, surrounded by an imposing sword like a rainbow, blocking the terrifying explosion energy around him.
"Good... so strong! This is Master Zhuo's true strength!"
In Hexu God City, countless monks looked at the slender figure walking out of the explosion group with blazing admiration.
At this moment, this figure, they will never forget it forever.
Ling Xinghai was completely terrified, he could no longer care about his 50,000 army, and fled towards the distance like a bereaved dog.
"Ling Xinghai, you can't escape!"
Looking at Ling Xinghai's back, Zhuo Wen put his right hand fingers together as sword fingers, and with a point between his eyebrows, his powerful spirit condensed into a huge sword shape several feet high.
With a flick of his fingers, this huge soul sword intent pierced through the air and disappeared into the distance.
The speed of the soul is much faster than the physical body. The sword intent of the soul is formed by the soul, and its speed is far inferior to that of the Taiyou Holy Sword.
Moreover, Zhuo Wen's soul had already reached the peak of the Great Tribulation of the Universe, and the sword intent of the soul that he had spawned at this moment, even if the strong man at the peak of the Great Tribulation of the Universe resisted, his soul would be severely injured.
As for Ling Xinghai, who was only in the late stage of the Great Tribulation, how could he be able to withstand Zhuo Wen's fierce offensive of the terrifying spirit.
Ling Xinghai, who was fleeing originally, was actually always on guard against Fang Zhuowen's movements. When he discovered the Soul Sword Intent, before he could react, the Soul Sword Intent had already appeared on the back of his head.
Under his unbelievable gaze, it sank deep into the back of his head, penetrated into his soul, stirred wantonly and made waves in his soul world...
Ling Xinghai, who was fleeing originally, trembled, and suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then tightly covered his forehead with his hands, his body trembled violently, and let out a series of screams.
Everyone looked in horror and found that Ling Xinghai's face was ferocious, and his seven orifices were bleeding, like a ghost crawling out of hell, very terrifying.
Ling Xinghai covered his forehead, he stared at Zhuo Wen, his bloody eyes were full of begging for mercy and remorse.
It's a pity that Zhuo Wen's expression was flat, he just looked at Ling Xinghai silently, without any intention to spare him.
Ling Xinghai let out a mournful cry, his eyes closed suddenly, and Wei'an's body fell from mid-air feebly, hitting the ground heavily.
boom!
The entire land trembled heavily because of Ling Xinghai's fall.
And the Qiankun World that had been floating in the air behind Ling Xinghai also collapsed because of this, and faded away with his death.
After Zhuo Wen completely eliminated Ling Xinghai, not far away, the army trapped by countless formations was also completely smashed, and no one survived.
The sky was originally shrouded by the black army, but the clouds and mists were cleared to see the blue sky, and there was only a figure standing there quietly, like a deity who had been relegated to the mortal world.
Inside and outside the city of God, there was silence, and everyone's eyes were filled with worship and awe.
It's an incredible thing to use an ancient star to shake Da Xiaoyao. Today, they opened their eyes and saw this grand occasion through the ages.
Even if it is the peerless genius who is number one in the outside world, I am afraid that he may not be able to compare with Zhuo Wen's demeanor today.
At the head of Shencheng City, Si Kou Hongfei clenched his fists tightly and then loosened them. His palms were already full of sweat. He looked at the figure standing in the void, with a complicated and bitter smile on his mouth.
He still underestimated Zhuo Wen, the young man who had fought extremely hard against him who was seriously injured, grew up so fast that even he thought it was unbelievable.
In front of Hexu's God City, he beheaded two of the most powerful men in the late stage of the Great Tribulation with one sword. This level of strength and demeanor made Si Kou Hongfei feel ashamed.
In Si Kou Hongfei's heart, he was even more afraid and afraid of Zhuo Wen, and he no longer had any mixed thoughts.
"Fuck! Zhuowen, he can be so strong, could it be that something is wrong with my eyes?"
Hong Shenwu yelled even more, his eyes widened, expressing the unbelievable emotions in his chest.
In the city, the rest of the people were not surprised by Hong Shenwu's gaffe, because they were also in deep shock, and they didn't have the mood to care about Hong Shenwu.
Luo Lingyu also opened her cherry lips slightly, unable to utter a word for a long time.
The patriarchs of the Four Great Sacred Sects were even more as if they had seen a ghost, and their awe of Zhuo Wen in their hearts became countless times stronger.
On the other hand, Shan Lingyun smiled heartlessly, full of pride and pride in her smile, she almost pointed at Zhuo Wen to show off to others, that is my disciple, the disciple I taught.
Zhuo Wen strolled leisurely in the courtyard, slowly fell back to the top of the city, and was immediately surrounded by a group of people.
Si Kou Hongfei hurried forward, threw his body to the ground, knelt down in front of Zhuo Wen, and pleaded guilty: "My lord, Si Kou is guilty! Please punish Si Kou, my lord!" JrNovels.com
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