Chapter: 6713
I saw a huge dharma form, bursting out clusters of magic mist, and then Mo Mei's dharma form was divided into two, two into four...
Momei's dharma form has been continuously differentiated, and nearly a thousand dharma forms have been differentiated, and the aura of each of them is not weaker than the initial stage of the universe's dharma form.
These Thousand Dao Dharma Phases launched the same offensive one after another, unexpectedly blocked Zhuo Wen's catastrophic energy of the first five layers for a while, and even suppressed Zhuo Wen's catastrophic offensive.
"It's interesting! I don't know if you can withstand the disaster of the sixth floor."
The corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth raised a cold arc, and he tapped the void again with his right hand, and the sixth layer of the nine-layer universe world in the void behind him was opened.
When Zhuo Wen just broke through to the Great Tribulation of the Universe, he was able to successfully open the first five floors.
Now, he has successfully reached the middle stage of the Great Tribulation of the Universe, so there is no big problem in opening the sixth floor, and even he is very confident that he can open the seventh floor.
The moment Zhuowen opened the gap on the sixth floor, there were deafening explosions in the sky and the earth, continuous and continuous.
I saw that the mountains of ten thousand zhang were condensed from the void, and they emerged densely.
On the surface of each mountain, all kinds of strange golden runes are drawn, shining brightly, like a sacred mountain that has existed since ancient times.
As soon as the sacred mountain appeared in the void, they began to fall freely one after another, falling towards the many demons below in an orderly manner.
Boom boom boom!
The sacred mountain fell from the sky, and the many ghosts of Momei couldn't escape at all, and most of them were suppressed and lost their souls.
In the blink of an eye, only a few afterimages with missing arms and legs were left in the thousand phantoms.
These afterimages reunited and turned into Mo Mei's body.
Pooh!
Mo Mei knelt down on the ground, spitting out mouthfuls of blood. She looked at Zhuo Wen with fear in her eyes.
"Zhuowen...you are Zhuowen..."
Mo Mei stared at Zhuo Wen, and finally expressed the guess in her heart.
Zhuo Wen smiled and didn't answer, walked slowly towards Mo Mei, and the sword finger of his right hand slowly landed on the latter's brow.
After Mo Mei fell to the ground, Zhuo Wen slowly stood up and looked at the thirty elites of the Promise Demon Sect who were still watching from a distance. wxya
Noticing Zhuo Wen's gaze, the thirty elites of the Promise Demon Sect were all terrified, and then knelt down in front of Zhuo Wen.
"We are willing to serve you as master, please save our lives." They said cautiously.
"You are just a burden to me!" Zhuo Wen said lightly.
Thirty elites were speechless, knelt on the ground trembling, feeling uneasy.
"Respect Hei Lian as the master! If you can help her to the position of suzerain, it will be enough to pay for your death penalty."
Zhuo Wen glanced at Hei Lian not far away, and said calmly.
Thirty elites couldn't help being overjoyed, and hurriedly came to bow down in front of Hei Lian, and handed over their imprints of spirits and souls, recognizing Hei Lian as the master.
"Hei Lian, these are the elites of the Eternal Demon Sect. With their assistance, you should be able to become the new suzerain smoothly! I still have other things to do, so I am leaving now!"
Zhuo Wen gave Hei Lian some instructions, then he clasped his fists and left here with Shan Lingyun.
Now that he has obtained the magic tome, he naturally has no nostalgia for this place.
Hei Lian looked at Zhuo Wen's leaving back, her mouth was full of bitterness, and her heart felt even more lost.
Zhuo Wen went all the way south after dressing up in disguise, and arrived at the southern border of Nuwa's realm.
At the northern border, Zhuo Wen was afraid that the three old men of Mingdeng might still squat there, so, for the sake of safety, he chose the southern border.
After successfully passing the border inspection, Zhuo Wen sacrificed a divine ship and swept it in the direction of Xuyan Realm.
"Nuwa clan, I will come to you to settle the accounts between us when I have time!"
Looking at the farther and farther southern border of Nuwa's Realm, Zhuo Wen muttered to himself, his eyes as sharp as a knife.
He left Panyou Xingkong and went to the Hundred Territories, mainly for the purpose of becoming stronger as soon as possible, and within ten thousand years, surpass the Nuwa clan's great clan Zun Huangjue.
Once ten thousand years pass, the fact that the former strongman of the Nuwa clan died in Panyou Xingkong will be revealed.
And Panyou Xingkong will face the revenge of the Nuwa clan. JrNovels.com
Momei's dharma form has been continuously differentiated, and nearly a thousand dharma forms have been differentiated, and the aura of each of them is not weaker than the initial stage of the universe's dharma form.
These Thousand Dao Dharma Phases launched the same offensive one after another, unexpectedly blocked Zhuo Wen's catastrophic energy of the first five layers for a while, and even suppressed Zhuo Wen's catastrophic offensive.
"It's interesting! I don't know if you can withstand the disaster of the sixth floor."
The corner of Zhuo Wen's mouth raised a cold arc, and he tapped the void again with his right hand, and the sixth layer of the nine-layer universe world in the void behind him was opened.
When Zhuo Wen just broke through to the Great Tribulation of the Universe, he was able to successfully open the first five floors.
Now, he has successfully reached the middle stage of the Great Tribulation of the Universe, so there is no big problem in opening the sixth floor, and even he is very confident that he can open the seventh floor.
The moment Zhuowen opened the gap on the sixth floor, there were deafening explosions in the sky and the earth, continuous and continuous.
I saw that the mountains of ten thousand zhang were condensed from the void, and they emerged densely.
On the surface of each mountain, all kinds of strange golden runes are drawn, shining brightly, like a sacred mountain that has existed since ancient times.
As soon as the sacred mountain appeared in the void, they began to fall freely one after another, falling towards the many demons below in an orderly manner.
Boom boom boom!
The sacred mountain fell from the sky, and the many ghosts of Momei couldn't escape at all, and most of them were suppressed and lost their souls.
In the blink of an eye, only a few afterimages with missing arms and legs were left in the thousand phantoms.
These afterimages reunited and turned into Mo Mei's body.
Pooh!
Mo Mei knelt down on the ground, spitting out mouthfuls of blood. She looked at Zhuo Wen with fear in her eyes.
"Zhuowen...you are Zhuowen..."
Mo Mei stared at Zhuo Wen, and finally expressed the guess in her heart.
Zhuo Wen smiled and didn't answer, walked slowly towards Mo Mei, and the sword finger of his right hand slowly landed on the latter's brow.
After Mo Mei fell to the ground, Zhuo Wen slowly stood up and looked at the thirty elites of the Promise Demon Sect who were still watching from a distance. wxya
Noticing Zhuo Wen's gaze, the thirty elites of the Promise Demon Sect were all terrified, and then knelt down in front of Zhuo Wen.
"We are willing to serve you as master, please save our lives." They said cautiously.
"You are just a burden to me!" Zhuo Wen said lightly.
Thirty elites were speechless, knelt on the ground trembling, feeling uneasy.
"Respect Hei Lian as the master! If you can help her to the position of suzerain, it will be enough to pay for your death penalty."
Zhuo Wen glanced at Hei Lian not far away, and said calmly.
Thirty elites couldn't help being overjoyed, and hurriedly came to bow down in front of Hei Lian, and handed over their imprints of spirits and souls, recognizing Hei Lian as the master.
"Hei Lian, these are the elites of the Eternal Demon Sect. With their assistance, you should be able to become the new suzerain smoothly! I still have other things to do, so I am leaving now!"
Zhuo Wen gave Hei Lian some instructions, then he clasped his fists and left here with Shan Lingyun.
Now that he has obtained the magic tome, he naturally has no nostalgia for this place.
Hei Lian looked at Zhuo Wen's leaving back, her mouth was full of bitterness, and her heart felt even more lost.
Zhuo Wen went all the way south after dressing up in disguise, and arrived at the southern border of Nuwa's realm.
At the northern border, Zhuo Wen was afraid that the three old men of Mingdeng might still squat there, so, for the sake of safety, he chose the southern border.
After successfully passing the border inspection, Zhuo Wen sacrificed a divine ship and swept it in the direction of Xuyan Realm.
"Nuwa clan, I will come to you to settle the accounts between us when I have time!"
Looking at the farther and farther southern border of Nuwa's Realm, Zhuo Wen muttered to himself, his eyes as sharp as a knife.
He left Panyou Xingkong and went to the Hundred Territories, mainly for the purpose of becoming stronger as soon as possible, and within ten thousand years, surpass the Nuwa clan's great clan Zun Huangjue.
Once ten thousand years pass, the fact that the former strongman of the Nuwa clan died in Panyou Xingkong will be revealed.
And Panyou Xingkong will face the revenge of the Nuwa clan. JrNovels.com
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