Chapter: 6621
However, they are not as perverted as Zhuo Wen. Their sea of ??consciousness can carry the strength of their souls far beyond their own, so the training time is not as long as Zhuo Wen.
"It's almost time for us to go out! We have been cultivating in the Starlight World for ten years. If it is converted to the outside world, it should only be two and a half days. The big hunt is far from over!"
Zhuo Wen stood up, summoned Shan Lingyun and others into the big world, said goodbye to Cai Ni, and left the Starlight World. (to be continued)
When Zhuowen teleported away from the starlight world, he found that he appeared on top of a scorched ruins.
"This is...near the Mountain of Seven Emotions and Six Desires?"
Zhuo Wen looked around and could vaguely see from the remaining traces that this place should be near the Mountain of Seven Emotions and Six Desires.
However, what Zhuo Wen didn't understand was how the Mountain of Seven Emotions and Six Desires, which used to go straight into the sky, became a scorched earth ruin?
Just when he was puzzled, an extremely strong sense of crisis rose in his heart.
Zhuo Wen turned around abruptly, and the Holy Sword of Taiyou appeared in his palm, and then he turned his right wrist, and the Holy Sword of Taiyou traced a thunderous trajectory in the air.
Ding!
The crisp sound of gold and iron clanging sounded, and the holy sword of Taiyou collided with a sharp object, bursting out dense sparks.
Zhuo Wen snorted and backed away involuntarily.
And he finally saw clearly the source of the sneak attack on him, it was the white-browed old man�Yang Yucheng, the guardian of the Mountain of Seven Emotions and Six Desires.
I saw Yang Yucheng holding the knife in both hands, the blade was shining golden, dazzling like a miracle from heaven.
"Little bastard, this old man is finally waiting for you! Today you will definitely die!"
Yang Yucheng's eyes were as red as blood, and he stared at Zhuo Wen with great hatred. The magic knife in both hands ignited a blazing flame, and swung towards Zhuo Wen continuously.
Zhuo Wen's face sank like water, and he struck out the Taiyou Holy Sword like a phantom in his hand, blocking all the sword moves of Yang Yucheng.
But after all, Yang Yucheng was a strong man in the early stage of cosmic dharma, far superior to Zhuo Wen in both imposing manner and divine power, so Zhuo Wen soon fell into a disadvantage.
However, Zhuo Wen keenly sensed that Yang Yucheng must have suffered serious injuries, and his aura was much weaker than when he entered the Seven Emotions and Six Desires Cave at the beginning.
At the same time, Zhuo Wen was quite puzzled, he and Yang Yucheng didn't have much hatred, why did this old guy look like his parents died.
Yang Yucheng folded his hands, and the two divine knives burst out with blazing and dazzling light, and slashed fiercely on the Taiyou holy sword.
Zhuo Wen was immediately forced back by him, and the Taiyou Holy Sword was almost thrown out of his hand.
"Do it!"
At this moment, Yang Yucheng suddenly yelled "do it", and saw the four strong men who were hidden nearby immediately rushed away, turning into four black shadows and rushing towards Zhuo Wen.
Before Zhuowen could even react, the Qiankun world of the four Qiankun catastrophe powerhouses fell like meteorites, and the terrifying pressure made Zhuowen stagnate involuntarily.
"Little bastard, you are dead!"
Yang Yucheng's face was ferocious, and he transformed into a huge three-headed Dharma figure. With all his strength in both hands, the two huge magic knives slashed down fiercely, and the target was Zhuo Wen's forehead.
This was a long-planned lore, which can be seen from the tacit cooperation of the five people.
Zhuo Wen's gaze was unusually calm. If it were him before he entered the Mountain of Seven Emotions and Six Desires, he would have to use all his cards in such a killing game.
But now, he is no longer what he used to be.
"Divine Soul Sword Intent!"
Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice, pointing his right hand between his eyebrows, he saw the sword intent of the five souls burst out suddenly, rushing out, respectively heading towards Yangyu City and the four powerful men who attacked and killed him.
On the surface of each Soul Sword Intent, blazing golden flames are burning, and the flames flow like gold, which is extremely extraordinary.
"Huh? Soul attack? You really overestimate your capabilities. How can the power of the soul attack be so strong for a mere ancient star to become an ant?"
Among the four powerhouses of the Great Tribulation of the Universe, the handsome man holding a folding fan saw a divine soul sword intent burning with golden flames coming towards him, a look of contempt appeared in his eyes, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, he planned to throw This soul sword is intended to shatter.
boom!
The moment the handsome man's sleeve robe came into contact with the sword intent of the soul, he felt a strong burning sensation, and then a severe pain came from his right hand.
He took a closer look, and was so frightened that his right arm was burnt to ashes in the blink of an eye by the golden flame burning on the surface of the sword intent of the soul.
And his random offensive, in front of the soul sword intent, is as fragile as paper.
The endless golden flames, like maggots on tarsal bones, ran along the handsome man's right arm and completely spread to his whole body. JrNovels.com
"It's almost time for us to go out! We have been cultivating in the Starlight World for ten years. If it is converted to the outside world, it should only be two and a half days. The big hunt is far from over!"
Zhuo Wen stood up, summoned Shan Lingyun and others into the big world, said goodbye to Cai Ni, and left the Starlight World. (to be continued)
When Zhuowen teleported away from the starlight world, he found that he appeared on top of a scorched ruins.
"This is...near the Mountain of Seven Emotions and Six Desires?"
Zhuo Wen looked around and could vaguely see from the remaining traces that this place should be near the Mountain of Seven Emotions and Six Desires.
However, what Zhuo Wen didn't understand was how the Mountain of Seven Emotions and Six Desires, which used to go straight into the sky, became a scorched earth ruin?
Just when he was puzzled, an extremely strong sense of crisis rose in his heart.
Zhuo Wen turned around abruptly, and the Holy Sword of Taiyou appeared in his palm, and then he turned his right wrist, and the Holy Sword of Taiyou traced a thunderous trajectory in the air.
Ding!
The crisp sound of gold and iron clanging sounded, and the holy sword of Taiyou collided with a sharp object, bursting out dense sparks.
Zhuo Wen snorted and backed away involuntarily.
And he finally saw clearly the source of the sneak attack on him, it was the white-browed old man�Yang Yucheng, the guardian of the Mountain of Seven Emotions and Six Desires.
I saw Yang Yucheng holding the knife in both hands, the blade was shining golden, dazzling like a miracle from heaven.
"Little bastard, this old man is finally waiting for you! Today you will definitely die!"
Yang Yucheng's eyes were as red as blood, and he stared at Zhuo Wen with great hatred. The magic knife in both hands ignited a blazing flame, and swung towards Zhuo Wen continuously.
Zhuo Wen's face sank like water, and he struck out the Taiyou Holy Sword like a phantom in his hand, blocking all the sword moves of Yang Yucheng.
But after all, Yang Yucheng was a strong man in the early stage of cosmic dharma, far superior to Zhuo Wen in both imposing manner and divine power, so Zhuo Wen soon fell into a disadvantage.
However, Zhuo Wen keenly sensed that Yang Yucheng must have suffered serious injuries, and his aura was much weaker than when he entered the Seven Emotions and Six Desires Cave at the beginning.
At the same time, Zhuo Wen was quite puzzled, he and Yang Yucheng didn't have much hatred, why did this old guy look like his parents died.
Yang Yucheng folded his hands, and the two divine knives burst out with blazing and dazzling light, and slashed fiercely on the Taiyou holy sword.
Zhuo Wen was immediately forced back by him, and the Taiyou Holy Sword was almost thrown out of his hand.
"Do it!"
At this moment, Yang Yucheng suddenly yelled "do it", and saw the four strong men who were hidden nearby immediately rushed away, turning into four black shadows and rushing towards Zhuo Wen.
Before Zhuowen could even react, the Qiankun world of the four Qiankun catastrophe powerhouses fell like meteorites, and the terrifying pressure made Zhuowen stagnate involuntarily.
"Little bastard, you are dead!"
Yang Yucheng's face was ferocious, and he transformed into a huge three-headed Dharma figure. With all his strength in both hands, the two huge magic knives slashed down fiercely, and the target was Zhuo Wen's forehead.
This was a long-planned lore, which can be seen from the tacit cooperation of the five people.
Zhuo Wen's gaze was unusually calm. If it were him before he entered the Mountain of Seven Emotions and Six Desires, he would have to use all his cards in such a killing game.
But now, he is no longer what he used to be.
"Divine Soul Sword Intent!"
Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice, pointing his right hand between his eyebrows, he saw the sword intent of the five souls burst out suddenly, rushing out, respectively heading towards Yangyu City and the four powerful men who attacked and killed him.
On the surface of each Soul Sword Intent, blazing golden flames are burning, and the flames flow like gold, which is extremely extraordinary.
"Huh? Soul attack? You really overestimate your capabilities. How can the power of the soul attack be so strong for a mere ancient star to become an ant?"
Among the four powerhouses of the Great Tribulation of the Universe, the handsome man holding a folding fan saw a divine soul sword intent burning with golden flames coming towards him, a look of contempt appeared in his eyes, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, he planned to throw This soul sword is intended to shatter.
boom!
The moment the handsome man's sleeve robe came into contact with the sword intent of the soul, he felt a strong burning sensation, and then a severe pain came from his right hand.
He took a closer look, and was so frightened that his right arm was burnt to ashes in the blink of an eye by the golden flame burning on the surface of the sword intent of the soul.
And his random offensive, in front of the soul sword intent, is as fragile as paper.
The endless golden flames, like maggots on tarsal bones, ran along the handsome man's right arm and completely spread to his whole body. JrNovels.com
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