Chapter 866

Mo Yan's beautiful eyes flashed slightly. As Zhuo Wen said, the white eyebrow Tianzun was broken by the one on the 18th floor, and his strength was far lower than before.

Originally, Baimei Tianzun was supposed to be in the early days of Tianzun territory. Now I'm afraid its strength has decreased by nearly 34%, which is equivalent to the warrior at the peak of Jinzun territory.

"Be careful yourself!"

Mo Yan Wushang nodded, with a move of jade hand, the sound wave power in the morning bell and evening drum was played, and the white eyebrow Heavenly Master was directly played out mercilessly, and his body was embarrassed.

The withdrawal of Baimei Tianzun undoubtedly makes Mo Yan Wushang much easier. Now it is easy to use morning bell and evening drum to deal with Huang Jue Tianzun, Xi Yue Tianzun and Guang Han Tianzun.

"Little bastard! I'll peel your skin, cramp you, and frustrate your bones and ashes, making your life worse than death!"

Once released, Baimei Tianzun's cold eyes stared at Zhuo Wen. Those eyes were like staring at prey.

Zhuo Wen smiled and stared at the white eyebrow Tianzun jokingly, saying, "do you really have the strength to capture me and torture me?"

"Hum! Even if my strength is damaged, you are just a supreme martial artist. What qualifications do you have to compare with me! Die for me!"

The white eyebrow Tianzun snorted coldly. The whole person was like a roc spreading its wings. He flew towards Zhuo Wen in an instant. The Milky yuan force vomited out, turned into a huge palm and patted Zhuo Wen.

"Is that young man Zhuo Wen? Isn't that Zhuo Wen rumored to be missing? How did he appear from the abyss of the dungeon?"

Countless martial artists around the dungeon also noticed Zhuo Wen. At the moment, Zhuo Wen has already recovered his original appearance. Many people still remember the amazing move in Jinluan hall. Therefore, many martial artists recognized Zhuo Wen as soon as he appeared.

However, to their surprise, Zhuo Wen dared to challenge the white eyebrow Heavenly Master as soon as he came out. Although Zhuo Wen's breath reached the supreme state and shocked many people, such accomplishments dared to challenge the martial masters at the heavenly level. Isn't this looking for death?

Although many people can see that Baimei Tianzun has lost a lot of breath because of his broken arm, the skinny camel is bigger than the horse. Even the broken arm Tianzun is not the supreme martial arts person who can challenge beyond the level.

Staring at the approaching Yuan Li palm over the sky, Zhuo Wen looked at Sen Han, took out a blood gun, picked the gun tip, and the sea of blood rolled.

"The sea of blood is surging!"

With a low cry, Zhuo Wen's body moved with the blood gun, and the whole person integrated into the sea of blood. His figure loomed like a ghost.

Boom!

The sea of blood instantly collided with Yuan Li's palm, and then they stagnated in the air and didn't move.

"Kill!"

Zhuo Wen suddenly drilled out of the sea of blood. With a wave of the blood gun, the sea of blood separated to form a blood path, while Zhuo Wen threw the long gun, and the overlapping forces burst out, slamming heavily on Yuan Li's palm.

Click!

In an instant, Yuan Li's palm broke into countless pieces, while Zhuo Wen continued to plunder towards Baimei Tianzun.

Baimei Tianzun's eyes were gloomy. When he stepped on the soles of his feet, he took the initiative to step back and fell tens of meters away.

Boom!

At the moment when Baimei Tianzun retreated, Zhuo Wen had reached the place where he had just stood. There was only a loud noise, and the ground was directly smashed into a huge pit by a terrorist force.

Pedal pedal!

Walking out of the huge pit slowly, Zhuo Wen straightened his waist and held a blood gun. He stared at the white eyebrow Tianzun indifferently. A faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth and said: "Yuanli's palm is vulnerable. Under my attack, the rate has retreated successively. He is worthy of being a strong Tianzun."

Zhuo Wen's slightly ironic words made Baimei Tianzun's face stiff and his eyes extremely gloomy. It would be very common for him to step back in the face of a martial artist of the same level just now.

Unfortunately, he was faced with Zhuo Wen, a junior whose cultivation was two levels worse than him. He then retired, which changed the taste in the eyes of others.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhuo Wen said this, many people around gathered their eyes on the Baimei Tianzun, and even the mocking color of many eyes was stronger than that of Zhuo Wen, and there was a hiss around.

"Clever little bastard! What else can you do besides talking nonsense?" Baimei Tianzun snorted coldly.

Zhuo Wen sneered and said, "the great God, are you making excuses? Did I break your Yuanli palm? Did you just retreat?"

The voice of questioning sounded, and the white eyebrow Tianzun frowned slightly, but it was a rare silence.

"Then what nonsense do I have? Am I not telling the truth?" Zhuo Wen sneered and said.

"I don't know the same thing as you! Anyway, you're about to see the coffin."

Baimei Tianzun didn't want to talk to Zhuo Wen much. When he kneaded the formula in his left hand, the white awn in the center of his eyebrow bloomed, and then a fierce Eagle sounded through. Then Baimei Tianzun used his armor soul, Baimei harrier eagle.

However, the Baimei harrier Eagle summoned by Baimei Tianzun this time is much weaker than last time in both body shape and breath. Zhuo Wen knows that it may have something to do with Baimei Tianzun's broken arm injury.

"Little bastard! This time you won't be as lucky as last time. Die for me!"

Baimei Tianzun screamed, and the whole person jumped up, jumped on the Baimei harrier eagle, and then the mind controlled the Baimei harrier eagle to rush to Zhuo Wen.

Looking at the white harrier eagle, Zhuo Wen's eyes became very dignified. Last time, he was very embarrassed by the white harrier eagle and was captured alive by Baimei Tianzun.

If it had not been for someone in the abyss of ice and snow prison robbery, he would have been a prisoner of Baimei Tianzun now.

Although the strength of Baimei Tianzun is greatly damaged and the strength of Baimei harrier eagle is much lower than before, Zhuo Wen still has little confidence in the Baimei harrier eagle.

Whoosh!

The white eyebrow harrier eagle was so fast that it arrived in front of Zhuo Wen in an instant. Zhuo Wen naturally wouldn't wait to die. As soon as he kneaded his hands, three pairs of thunder wings were derived from his back, and the soles of his feet stamped into a thunder shadow, which narrowly avoided the attack of the white eyebrow harrier eagle.

"How fast!"

Looking at the white browed harrier Eagle passing by, Zhuo Wen's eyes became more dignified. At the same time, he did not hesitate to visualize the dragon soul. Countless black fog filled his body and entered the form of dragon man.

At the same time, another roaring sound came. The white browed harrier Eagle didn't know when to return and kill again. The speed was extremely fierce and fast.

Zhuo Wen snorted coldly. The black dragon scales on his hands kept wriggling and turned into a pair of senhan's Dragon claws. Then Zhuo Wen dragged his two claws like two dragons swallowing beads and blasted away at the white browed harrier eagle in front of him.

"Dragon hanging!"

The white browed harrier eagle was unwilling to be outdone. A pair of Eagle claws also blasted out, sweeping up gusts of wind.

Boom!

At the touch of the two, Zhuo Wen snorted, retreated dozens of steps, his hands numb and trembled slightly, while the white browed harrier Eagle just shook his body and rushed to kill again.

"Zhuo Wen! You're dead. What if our cultivation is damaged? You're still not our opponent. When we catch you, I'll give you a taste of life rather than death."

The proud laughter of Baimei Tianzun rang out, staring at Zhuo Wen who was getting closer and closer, and some unbridled cries appeared on his face.

"Bad! The white browed harrier eagle is too fast to escape!"

Looking at the approaching white browed harrier eagle, Zhuo Wen's pupils shrunk and wanted to avoid, but he was paralyzed and difficult to move because of the impact just now.

Bang!

The white browed harrier Eagle blasted Zhuo Wen mercilessly. Immediately, Zhuo Wen fell directly from the sky and hit the ground like a meteorite.

"Hum! Sure enough, I'm just a kid who can only show off his tongue. If it weren't for the order of the green emperor, I would have killed you several times!"

Jie Jie, the Heavenly Master of Baimei, sneered and immediately clapped down the Baimei harrier eagle. The latter issued a loud cry and swooped down, and the target was Zhuo Wen in the huge pit.

"Zhuo Wen!"

Elder Shiyuan and Mo Yan Wushang both saw the war situation on Zhuo Wen's side. Although they were quite relaxed to deal with the enemy at the moment, it was impossible and too late to completely leave the battle group to rescue Zhuo Wen. After all, the white browed harrier eagle was too fast.

Cough! Cough!

In the deep pit, Zhuo Wen struggled to get up and saw the white browed harrier eagle, with tiny pupils and a gloomy face.

"Boy! Give me the initiative of your body for the time being. Now you can partially visualize the dragon master. If you don't resist, the dragon master can use your body to exert some power!"

Seeing the white browed harrier Eagle getting closer and closer, Zhuo Wen was also a little flustered, and Xiaohei's voice suddenly rang.

"Hmm? Let you control my body? Yes!"

Hearing the speech, Zhuo Wen did not hesitate to hand over the control of his body to Xiao Hei, while he closed his eyes slightly and sank into the sea of knowledge.

When Zhuo Wen opened his eyes again, his pupils had become dark gold, which was not like people. Then Zhuo Wen stepped on the soles of his feet, and a strong spirit flew, and the whole person withdrew from the huge pit like a spring.

Boom!

At the moment of Zhuo Wen's withdrawal, the attack of the white browed harrier Eagle also threw itself into the air and directly hit the deep pit, arousing clouds of dust, obscuring and blurring the line of sight.

Whoosh!

Another hawk sounded, the wind roared, and countless dust dispersed. The white browed harrier Eagle rushed out and flew towards Zhuo Wen again.

"Little bastard! Where can you escape? Die for me." Baimei Tianzun stood on the Baimei harrier eagle and looked down at Zhuo Wen in front of him indifferently.

At the moment, Zhuo Wen didn't pay attention to Baimei Tianzun, but said to himself indifferently: "Zhuo Wen! Take a good look, the representational of Ben long is not like you, but only with brute force. You've never discovered the real power of representational."

With that, Zhuo Wen stepped on the soles of his feet, and the power of terror poured out. There were dense cracks on the ground, which looked very ferocious!

Then, Zhuo culture made a virtual shadow, and the speed was as fast as I don't know how many times.

Whoosh!

In front of everyone, Zhuo Wen unconsciously came to the belly of the white eyebrow harrier eagle. Then his elbow pointed at the belly of the white eyebrow harrier eagle, and the sharp thorn at the elbow pierced into the belly of the white eyebrow harrier Eagle without hindrance