Chapter: 6913
The middle-aged man knelt in front of Zhuo Wen, swallowed his saliva, and said: "The other high-level realms have joined forces to attack our Zixuan realm! As soon as the coalition forces entered the Zixuan realm, they killed all directions without leaving a blade of grass. It's too cruel..."
Following the middle-aged man's narration, Zhuo Wen finally understood what happened to Zixuan Realm.
"So ruthless, are they planning to kill the fish and break the net?"
Zhuo Wen's face was gloomy. He knew very well that if the Zixuan clan was really exterminated, the sacred fire source could only be handed over to other higher realms for safekeeping.
At that time, even if Xuyan Wangting stood on the side of the Zixuan clan, it would not help. After all, there must be a connection point between their super realm and the high realm. Choose there.
"Elder Lu, Elder Di, I will go first, and you will come later with the monk army!"
Zhuo Wen turned his head to look at the two people behind him, and said in a deep voice.
Although the speed of this divine ship of the Mirage family is very fast, it still takes half a day to reach Zixuan Holy City.
But if Zhuo Wen sacrificed the chariot of the God of Zhensu, he could arrive in the blink of an eye.
Elder Lu and Elder Di were very puzzled when they heard the words.
Their godship is fast enough, can Zhuo Wen have a mount that is faster than this godship?
Zhuo Wen didn't wait for the two of them to answer, he sacrificed the chariot of Zhensu, jumped up, and fled away.
In the blink of an eye, the chariot of Zhen Su disappeared in front of Elder Lu and Elder Di.
"This... this... speed..."
Elder Lu and Elder Di rubbed their eyes, looking at Zhuo Wen who had disappeared without a trace, they couldn't believe what they saw.
The next moment, the chariot of Zhensu appeared in the sky above the holy city of Zixuan.
Looking at the devastated and screaming holy city, Zhuo Wen's eyes gradually narrowed.
"Huh? Ziyang..."
Zhuo Wen immediately noticed that in the sky not far from the center of the holy city, Ziyang was surrounded by eight figures, struggling to support him.
And those eight figures are all bright stars, all of them are strong against ancient stars.
At this moment, those eight people sacrificed their strongest magical powers one after another, and blasted towards Ziyang below.
Zi Yang's eyes showed despair, and she even closed her eyes. She knew that at this moment, she had fallen into a real desperate situation, and it was impossible to survive.
Whoosh!
A strong breaking wind suddenly swept through, and Zi Yang subconsciously opened her eyes, and saw a black shadow passing by her side, and then a palm grabbed her shoulder.
Before Zi Yang could react, she just felt dizzy.
"This is... the wall of the holy city? I was clearly near the central hall just now?"
Zi Yang couldn't believe it, and then she realized that a young man was holding his shoulders and lifting him on a chariot.
"Master...you are back!"
When Zi Yang's eyes fell on the young man's face, she showed surprise.
It seemed that the master had saved her life just now.
Zhuo Wen gently put Zi Yang down, and his eyes fell on the central temple.
There, the strongest supernatural powers of the eight Luoya people finally came down, and then, the void in that range completely burst into a terrifying energy vortex, as if to swallow everything.
The invisible air waves spread and swept towards the periphery layer by layer.
Zhuo Wen put his hands behind his back, facing the air waves, his black hair flying, his cold eyes fell on Luo Ya, Huang Jue and the other eight people.
Luo Ya, Huang Jue, Lin Yu and other eight people suddenly raised their heads and looked in the direction of the city wall if they felt something.
There, a young man dressed in black, his clothes and hair flying freely...
"Zhuowen? He's still alive?"
Huang Jue's pupils narrowed slightly, and he recognized Zhuo Wen immediately.
At the beginning, Zhuo Wen killed many strong men of the Nuwa clan in the Wujin Mountains, and also snatched the inheritance of the Holy Lord of Seven Emotions and Six Desires that he had planned for a long time.
Later, in the Wujin Mountains, Zhuo Wen was targeted by all the people, and the female handsome shot him personally, and finally forced the son to blew himself up to death. JrNovels.com
Following the middle-aged man's narration, Zhuo Wen finally understood what happened to Zixuan Realm.
"So ruthless, are they planning to kill the fish and break the net?"
Zhuo Wen's face was gloomy. He knew very well that if the Zixuan clan was really exterminated, the sacred fire source could only be handed over to other higher realms for safekeeping.
At that time, even if Xuyan Wangting stood on the side of the Zixuan clan, it would not help. After all, there must be a connection point between their super realm and the high realm. Choose there.
"Elder Lu, Elder Di, I will go first, and you will come later with the monk army!"
Zhuo Wen turned his head to look at the two people behind him, and said in a deep voice.
Although the speed of this divine ship of the Mirage family is very fast, it still takes half a day to reach Zixuan Holy City.
But if Zhuo Wen sacrificed the chariot of the God of Zhensu, he could arrive in the blink of an eye.
Elder Lu and Elder Di were very puzzled when they heard the words.
Their godship is fast enough, can Zhuo Wen have a mount that is faster than this godship?
Zhuo Wen didn't wait for the two of them to answer, he sacrificed the chariot of Zhensu, jumped up, and fled away.
In the blink of an eye, the chariot of Zhen Su disappeared in front of Elder Lu and Elder Di.
"This... this... speed..."
Elder Lu and Elder Di rubbed their eyes, looking at Zhuo Wen who had disappeared without a trace, they couldn't believe what they saw.
The next moment, the chariot of Zhensu appeared in the sky above the holy city of Zixuan.
Looking at the devastated and screaming holy city, Zhuo Wen's eyes gradually narrowed.
"Huh? Ziyang..."
Zhuo Wen immediately noticed that in the sky not far from the center of the holy city, Ziyang was surrounded by eight figures, struggling to support him.
And those eight figures are all bright stars, all of them are strong against ancient stars.
At this moment, those eight people sacrificed their strongest magical powers one after another, and blasted towards Ziyang below.
Zi Yang's eyes showed despair, and she even closed her eyes. She knew that at this moment, she had fallen into a real desperate situation, and it was impossible to survive.
Whoosh!
A strong breaking wind suddenly swept through, and Zi Yang subconsciously opened her eyes, and saw a black shadow passing by her side, and then a palm grabbed her shoulder.
Before Zi Yang could react, she just felt dizzy.
"This is... the wall of the holy city? I was clearly near the central hall just now?"
Zi Yang couldn't believe it, and then she realized that a young man was holding his shoulders and lifting him on a chariot.
"Master...you are back!"
When Zi Yang's eyes fell on the young man's face, she showed surprise.
It seemed that the master had saved her life just now.
Zhuo Wen gently put Zi Yang down, and his eyes fell on the central temple.
There, the strongest supernatural powers of the eight Luoya people finally came down, and then, the void in that range completely burst into a terrifying energy vortex, as if to swallow everything.
The invisible air waves spread and swept towards the periphery layer by layer.
Zhuo Wen put his hands behind his back, facing the air waves, his black hair flying, his cold eyes fell on Luo Ya, Huang Jue and the other eight people.
Luo Ya, Huang Jue, Lin Yu and other eight people suddenly raised their heads and looked in the direction of the city wall if they felt something.
There, a young man dressed in black, his clothes and hair flying freely...
"Zhuowen? He's still alive?"
Huang Jue's pupils narrowed slightly, and he recognized Zhuo Wen immediately.
At the beginning, Zhuo Wen killed many strong men of the Nuwa clan in the Wujin Mountains, and also snatched the inheritance of the Holy Lord of Seven Emotions and Six Desires that he had planned for a long time.
Later, in the Wujin Mountains, Zhuo Wen was targeted by all the people, and the female handsome shot him personally, and finally forced the son to blew himself up to death. JrNovels.com
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