Chapter: 690
The spear passed by, and the dust overflowed, revealing a cold and pale face, it was Lu Yongsheng in embarrassing figure. At this time, Lu Yongsheng was covered in ragged clothes, disheveled hair, and bleeding from many wounds on his body.
Flying in mid-air, Lu Yongsheng swept from one corner of the hall to the other in an instant. There was a huge deep pit in that corner, and a slender and embarrassed figure was struggling to get up in the deep pit. Looking carefully, this person was actually Zhuo Wen.
At this time, Zhuo Wen was even more embarrassed than Lu Yongsheng, his clothes were almost shattered, his strong upper body was exposed, and traces of blood flowed from the hideous wound.
Lu Yongsheng's blood demon avatar is too terrifying. Although Zhuo Wen used the four-color flame storm move, he still couldn't stop the powerful attack of the blood demon avatar, and Zhuo Wen was injured by the aftermath of energy, and he became so embarrassed .
Whoosh!
The blood gun flew across the void and reached the deep pit in an instant. The cold and bloody tip of the gun pointed at the center of Zhuo Wen's eyebrows, and flew straight away like lightning, like a very fast blood light.
"Zhuowen, die!"
Lu Yongsheng's eyes were full of joy, and his face was full of crazy smiles. The annoying Zhuo Wen in front of him was finally about to die in his hands. Thinking of this possibility, Lu Yongsheng was unconsciously extremely excited.
"Lu Yongsheng! You underestimate me too."
Seeing the bloody spear coming straight at him, Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold and calm, Niwan Palace twirled wildly, and the mental power poured out like a tidal wave, forming a transparent defensive wall in front of him.
"Oh? It's actually spiritual power? I also heard from my third brother that you are still a third-rank arcanist, but do you think third-rank spiritual power can stop me?"
Looking at the unique transparent ripples of spiritual power in front of Zhuo Wen, Lu Yongsheng was startled for a moment, and then the corner of his mouth was disdainful. The blood gun in his hand continued to rush out like a broken bamboo. Under his blood gun, his mental strength was completely vulnerable.
boom!
When the blood gun reached the spiritual wall, dense ring-shaped ripples spread out, and the blood gun, which was originally in a hurry, suddenly slowed down like a swamp, and finally it was an inch away from Zhuo Wen's eyebrows. Stilled.
"What? You actually blocked it? This mental power... is not what a third-rank arcanist should have at all. Could it be...you are already a fourth-rank arcanist?"
Feeling the strong defensive power of the spiritual wall, Lu Yongsheng's eyes froze, as if thinking of a possibility, he looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief.
"As you can see, this is the spiritual power of the fourth rank Xiaocheng."
With a faint smile, Zhuo Wen's thoughts moved, and the transparent spiritual wall burst suddenly, forming countless transparent hidden weapons, which suddenly shot towards Lu Yongsheng's face, and countless energetic voices rang out continuously.
Lu Yongsheng's face changed drastically, he retracted his right hand, pulled out the blood gun, and immediately swept away, countless blood energy burst out, directly blocking the densely packed spiritual hidden weapons, and he directly retreated more than ten meters away with the help of the anti-shock force, He stared at Zhuo Wen in front of him with gloomy eyes.
"A fourth-rank Arcanist?"
At this time, Lu Yongsheng's face was full of surprise and uncertainty. He didn't expect that Zhuo Wen had already advanced to become a fourth-rank Arcanist. This was too sudden and unexpected for him.
You must know that the promotion from the third-rank Arcanist to the fourth-rank Arcanist is a process from quantitative change to qualitative change. When the Arcanist reaches the fourth rank, he will basically transform into the strongest.
The reason why the fourth-rank arcanist is so much stronger than the third-rank arcanist is also because of the horror of the fourth-rank spiritual power, which is almost no weaker than the power of the earth-level spirit treasure, that is to say, the fourth-rank arcane A master's random attack is equivalent to a warrior's desperate attack with an earth-level spirit treasure, and his strength is far superior to that of ordinary warriors.
It is the fourth-rank arcanist who is extremely terrifying and perverted, so it is basically as difficult for the third-rank arcanist to advance to the fourth-rank arcanist.
It is said that it took only two years for some extremely gifted and talented arcanists to advance to the third-rank arcanist, but it took more than twenty years to advance from the third-rank arcanist to the fourth-rank arcanist. Some people with poor talent will not be able to advance to the fourth-rank Arcanist in their entire lives. This shows how difficult it is to advance to the fourth-rank.
But what Lu Yongsheng couldn't imagine was how old Zhuo Wen was, less than twenty years old, and he was already a fourth-rank Arcanist. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would definitely feel that this was a lie fabricated by some people , but now he saw it with his own eyes, so he couldn't believe it.
Keng Keng Keng!
The sound of metal and iron clanging resounded, and I saw Zhuo Wen slapping the Qiankun bag, and countless sword glows flashed out, and sword-shaped spirit treasures with handles and handles surrounded Zhuo Wen's body.
And Zhuo Wen's whole body was even under the influence of mental power, slowly floating in mid-air, coldly looking down at Lu Yongsheng in front of him.
"I said, I will settle the account with you one day, and now is the day I said before."
Zhuowen's eyes were extremely calm, and under the support of his mental strength, Zhuowen's hair fluttered and his clothes flew wildly. Those horrible injuries on his body, under the action of the Nether King's heart, healed slowly, like a demon like a god.
Looking at the majestic Zhuo Wen above, Lu Yongsheng's face became extremely gloomy. Zhuo Wen's strength has exceeded his expectations.
"Damn it! How did this guy cultivate? It hasn't been long, but he is already so strong? When he was in the mortal attic, he should be ruthless and directly kill this little beast. Now he won't become so strong. as tricky."
Cursing secretly, Lu Yongsheng's eyes had a look of remorse. Before the Yuanqi Pagoda was opened, Zhuo Wen was only half a step into the Emperor Realm, but he was a three-round Emperor Realm powerhouse. There is no way to fight back.
But now, the little beast in front of him not only has strength comparable to his, but the most important thing is that he is a fourth-rank arcanist. Such strength and status, outside of the vitality tower, are definitely worth looting by big forces.
"I'm afraid Father has already noticed this bastard. Once this bastard is allowed to go out alive, even I will have no chance to make a move, and even this son will be regarded as a key training object by father. So to kill this son, this This is the last chance, this time Zhuo Wen must be killed."
His eyes flickered, and Lu Yongsheng's face was full of murderous intent. He knew that Zhuo Wen must be killed in the trial mountain, otherwise there would be endless troubles.
"Zhuowen, you will definitely die today!"
As he said that, Lu Yongsheng suddenly grasped the Blood Demon Bone Erosion Spear in his palm, and his palm smacked the tip of the spear suddenly, and blood spurted out.
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Flying in mid-air, Lu Yongsheng swept from one corner of the hall to the other in an instant. There was a huge deep pit in that corner, and a slender and embarrassed figure was struggling to get up in the deep pit. Looking carefully, this person was actually Zhuo Wen.
At this time, Zhuo Wen was even more embarrassed than Lu Yongsheng, his clothes were almost shattered, his strong upper body was exposed, and traces of blood flowed from the hideous wound.
Lu Yongsheng's blood demon avatar is too terrifying. Although Zhuo Wen used the four-color flame storm move, he still couldn't stop the powerful attack of the blood demon avatar, and Zhuo Wen was injured by the aftermath of energy, and he became so embarrassed .
Whoosh!
The blood gun flew across the void and reached the deep pit in an instant. The cold and bloody tip of the gun pointed at the center of Zhuo Wen's eyebrows, and flew straight away like lightning, like a very fast blood light.
"Zhuowen, die!"
Lu Yongsheng's eyes were full of joy, and his face was full of crazy smiles. The annoying Zhuo Wen in front of him was finally about to die in his hands. Thinking of this possibility, Lu Yongsheng was unconsciously extremely excited.
"Lu Yongsheng! You underestimate me too."
Seeing the bloody spear coming straight at him, Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold and calm, Niwan Palace twirled wildly, and the mental power poured out like a tidal wave, forming a transparent defensive wall in front of him.
"Oh? It's actually spiritual power? I also heard from my third brother that you are still a third-rank arcanist, but do you think third-rank spiritual power can stop me?"
Looking at the unique transparent ripples of spiritual power in front of Zhuo Wen, Lu Yongsheng was startled for a moment, and then the corner of his mouth was disdainful. The blood gun in his hand continued to rush out like a broken bamboo. Under his blood gun, his mental strength was completely vulnerable.
boom!
When the blood gun reached the spiritual wall, dense ring-shaped ripples spread out, and the blood gun, which was originally in a hurry, suddenly slowed down like a swamp, and finally it was an inch away from Zhuo Wen's eyebrows. Stilled.
"What? You actually blocked it? This mental power... is not what a third-rank arcanist should have at all. Could it be...you are already a fourth-rank arcanist?"
Feeling the strong defensive power of the spiritual wall, Lu Yongsheng's eyes froze, as if thinking of a possibility, he looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief.
"As you can see, this is the spiritual power of the fourth rank Xiaocheng."
With a faint smile, Zhuo Wen's thoughts moved, and the transparent spiritual wall burst suddenly, forming countless transparent hidden weapons, which suddenly shot towards Lu Yongsheng's face, and countless energetic voices rang out continuously.
Lu Yongsheng's face changed drastically, he retracted his right hand, pulled out the blood gun, and immediately swept away, countless blood energy burst out, directly blocking the densely packed spiritual hidden weapons, and he directly retreated more than ten meters away with the help of the anti-shock force, He stared at Zhuo Wen in front of him with gloomy eyes.
"A fourth-rank Arcanist?"
At this time, Lu Yongsheng's face was full of surprise and uncertainty. He didn't expect that Zhuo Wen had already advanced to become a fourth-rank Arcanist. This was too sudden and unexpected for him.
You must know that the promotion from the third-rank Arcanist to the fourth-rank Arcanist is a process from quantitative change to qualitative change. When the Arcanist reaches the fourth rank, he will basically transform into the strongest.
The reason why the fourth-rank arcanist is so much stronger than the third-rank arcanist is also because of the horror of the fourth-rank spiritual power, which is almost no weaker than the power of the earth-level spirit treasure, that is to say, the fourth-rank arcane A master's random attack is equivalent to a warrior's desperate attack with an earth-level spirit treasure, and his strength is far superior to that of ordinary warriors.
It is the fourth-rank arcanist who is extremely terrifying and perverted, so it is basically as difficult for the third-rank arcanist to advance to the fourth-rank arcanist.
It is said that it took only two years for some extremely gifted and talented arcanists to advance to the third-rank arcanist, but it took more than twenty years to advance from the third-rank arcanist to the fourth-rank arcanist. Some people with poor talent will not be able to advance to the fourth-rank Arcanist in their entire lives. This shows how difficult it is to advance to the fourth-rank.
But what Lu Yongsheng couldn't imagine was how old Zhuo Wen was, less than twenty years old, and he was already a fourth-rank Arcanist. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would definitely feel that this was a lie fabricated by some people , but now he saw it with his own eyes, so he couldn't believe it.
Keng Keng Keng!
The sound of metal and iron clanging resounded, and I saw Zhuo Wen slapping the Qiankun bag, and countless sword glows flashed out, and sword-shaped spirit treasures with handles and handles surrounded Zhuo Wen's body.
And Zhuo Wen's whole body was even under the influence of mental power, slowly floating in mid-air, coldly looking down at Lu Yongsheng in front of him.
"I said, I will settle the account with you one day, and now is the day I said before."
Zhuowen's eyes were extremely calm, and under the support of his mental strength, Zhuowen's hair fluttered and his clothes flew wildly. Those horrible injuries on his body, under the action of the Nether King's heart, healed slowly, like a demon like a god.
Looking at the majestic Zhuo Wen above, Lu Yongsheng's face became extremely gloomy. Zhuo Wen's strength has exceeded his expectations.
"Damn it! How did this guy cultivate? It hasn't been long, but he is already so strong? When he was in the mortal attic, he should be ruthless and directly kill this little beast. Now he won't become so strong. as tricky."
Cursing secretly, Lu Yongsheng's eyes had a look of remorse. Before the Yuanqi Pagoda was opened, Zhuo Wen was only half a step into the Emperor Realm, but he was a three-round Emperor Realm powerhouse. There is no way to fight back.
But now, the little beast in front of him not only has strength comparable to his, but the most important thing is that he is a fourth-rank arcanist. Such strength and status, outside of the vitality tower, are definitely worth looting by big forces.
"I'm afraid Father has already noticed this bastard. Once this bastard is allowed to go out alive, even I will have no chance to make a move, and even this son will be regarded as a key training object by father. So to kill this son, this This is the last chance, this time Zhuo Wen must be killed."
His eyes flickered, and Lu Yongsheng's face was full of murderous intent. He knew that Zhuo Wen must be killed in the trial mountain, otherwise there would be endless troubles.
"Zhuowen, you will definitely die today!"
As he said that, Lu Yongsheng suddenly grasped the Blood Demon Bone Erosion Spear in his palm, and his palm smacked the tip of the spear suddenly, and blood spurted out.
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