Afterwards, Zhuo Wen was stunned to find that the strong black bone just retreated a few steps in embarrassment, and there were only about half an inch of sword marks on the skull.

The bones of this strong black bone are too hard. Even a full blow from the Taiyou holy sword can only cut half an inch of sword marks.

"Damn, what is this bone made of, so hard..."

Inside the Taiyou Holy Sword, Xiao Hei's cursing voice sounded.

Zhuo Wen smiled wryly, stepped on the void with his right foot, and went straight into the air, avoiding the attacks of the other two strong black bones.

As for the strong black bone that was repelled, although the bone is hard and rare in the world, Zhuo Wen's ultimate move is not on the Taiyou Holy Sword, but the power of the ancient Hongmeng Jue attached to the sword.

As soon as this energy enters the strong black bone, it turns into a vortex, quickly absorbing the evil energy in the black bone.

As the evil energy was continuously absorbed, the movement of this strong black bone was obviously a lot slower, and the breath became a lot weaker.

Zhuo Wen's figure was like a ghost, he escaped the siege of the black bone group after wave after wave, approached the weak and strong black bone, and secretly gave him a few swords. wavv

Plop!

The strong black bone finally couldn't bear the strange power of the Primordial Hongmeng Art, and the evil energy in its body was finally absorbed, and fell to the ground, turning into fragments of bones.

In this pile of bones, strands of evil energy merged into Zhuowen's body like a sea of ??rivers.

"What a quintessential evil spirit..."

Zhuo Wen's eyes lit up, the evil spirit in this strong black bone was much more refined than ordinary black bones, and the amount was huge.

The evil spirit of such a strong black bone is enough to be worth thousands of ordinary black bones.

The movements on Zhuowen's side naturally attracted the attention of Qiantianfu and Zhenwumen.

"That monk is so powerful, he is like entering a land of no one in the black bone group, who is he?"

In Qiantian Mansion, several female cultivators saw Zhuo Wen's figure, and their beautiful eyes shone with splendor.

Even the woman in blue skirt, the captain of Qiantian Mansion, couldn't help but look at Zhuo Wen's figure more, but soon Liu Mei frowned slightly, Zhuo Wen's face was very strange, she didn't know him at all.

The captain of Zhenwumen, that burly man saw the woman in the blue skirt looking at him, he waved his hands helplessly and said: "Don't look at me, I don't know this person either!"

"It's really strange, since he is not our acquaintance, why does he help us?" The woman in the blue skirt asked puzzled.

"Haha! Don't mind him! Seeing that this brother is a bold person, he will help out when the road is injustice. With him intervening, it will be much easier for us!" The black bones were cut down.

Because Zhuowen attracted three strong black bones and a part of the black bones group, the pressure on the two teams of Zhenwumen and Qiantianfu became much less, and they gradually gained the upper hand.

The members of the two teams also showed hope in their eyes, and they all began to slash and kill the black bone desperately, and their gazes at Zhuo Wen became awed and grateful.

If the two teams knew that Zhuo Wen also regarded them as prey, would they still be grateful to Zhuo Wen?

On Zhuowen's side, he was using the power of the Primordial Hongmeng Jue to slowly grind the other two strong black bones to death.

The strong black bone is too hard. Even if Zhuo Wen fights with him head-on, he may encounter a lot of problems. It is obviously the best way to grind the strong black bone to death with the ancient Hongmeng formula.

As soon as the three strong black bones died, the surrounding black bones attacked Zhuo Wen like crazy, and stopped attacking immediately.

They looked at Zhuo Wen suspiciously, and when they found that Zhuo Wen's aura was exactly the same as theirs, they immediately regarded him as the same kind and dispersed one after another.

Zhuo Wen, on the other hand, was not polite, and immediately attacked the black bones around him, and wiped them out mercilessly.

After about an hour, most of the black bones in this open space were basically eliminated by Zhuowen, and his cultivation level increased a lot because of this.

At the same time, the members of Qiantianfu and Zhenwumen walked up to Zhuo Wen quickly, all showing respect and gratitude.

"Fellow Daoist, I can't thank you enough! There are not many monks like you who are helpful and kind-hearted. I am Yong Mingde from Zhenwumen. You are a man. I admire you very much!"

The captain of Zhenwumen, that burly man, with a warm smile on his face, chattered in front of Zhuo Wen.

"Thank you! I'm Gu Youshan from Qiantian Mansion. My fellow Taoist is so powerful. I guess he's not an unknown person, but is he also a genius on the Tianbang outside the world?" The woman in the blue skirt was much calmer, and she couldn't help but open her mouth to test Zhuo Wen's identity.

And the other team members looked at Zhuo Wen adoringly, and there were many good-looking female cultivators with brilliant eyes, who frequently cast admiring glances at Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen looked calm, and facing Yong Mingde, Gu Youshan and others, he spread his right hand and said, "Since you are so grateful to me, then hand over all the Qiankun Tribulation Liquid on your body." wavv

Everyone was like pouring cold water, all of them were stunned, and suddenly, the surroundings became quiet and terrifying.

The smile on Yong Mingde's face froze when he was originally enthusiastic. He said awkwardly, "Fellow Daoist, were you just... just joking? You must be!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes gradually turned cold, and the terrifying aura filled the surroundings instantly like countless mountains falling. JrNovels.com