Chapter 873

There was no light in the darkness that could not be seen. At the moment, the scene in front of Zhuo Wen was such a nihilistic darkness.

The figure of the green emperor gradually appeared in front of Zhuo Wen. At the moment, the green emperor was high and looked down on Zhuo Wen. His eyes were full of indifference and arrogance. Perhaps in the eyes of the green emperor, Zhuo Wen at the moment was no different from mole ants.

"Qing Di! What have you done with Xiao Hei? Where is this?" Zhuo Wen stared at the Qing Di above with cold eyes.

The green emperor smiled, and the smile was full of ridicule: "now you are just a weak person, and the weak should have the consciousness of the weak! The weak are born to obey the strong. Are you a mole ant qualified to ask the emperor questions?"

"Deceive people too much!"

Zhuo Wen looked at Sen Han, stepped on the soles of his feet, directly swept towards the green emperor, and blew out his right hand to kill the green emperor.

Whoosh!

However, when Zhuo Wen's fist was about to touch the green emperor, he found that his fist was like hitting the air, and the green emperor suddenly disappeared into the darkness.

"Zhuo Wen! You are too weak. If you are so weak, what qualifications do you have to compete with the Qing emperor? What qualifications do you have to compare with the Qing emperor? In the eyes of the Qing emperor, you are just a valuable mole ant."

A low voice came from the depths of the darkness and sounded around like an echo, repeatedly and continuously.

"Who is playing tricks?"

Zhuo Wen's cold hair stood upright. He didn't feel where the sound came from, as if it appeared in the darkness for some reason.

Boo!

A pair of blood pupils appeared from the darkness in front of Zhuo Wen. These blood pupils were full of bloodthirsty and killing. Zhuo Wen glanced at them and was restless.

"Blood devil?"

Forced to suppress his inner agitation, Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Jie Jie! It's the devil. The reason why the Qing emperor can treat you like this is mainly because you are weak and weak. Do you still want to bear the feeling that you just have no resistance? Do you still want to be kidnapped by the Qing emperor and do nothing?" a pair of blood pupils stared at Zhuo Wendao quietly.

"The green emperor is the imperial realm, and I'm just the supreme realm. It's natural that I'm weaker than him! Can you give me strength to defeat the green emperor?" Zhuo Wen's eyes were quite alert.

Although he had reached an agreement with the blood devil before, the agreement was just a verbal agreement and had no constraints at all.

The blood devil is an ancient Saint level devil and a very cunning and terrible creature. Zhuo Wen is naturally on guard against it.

"Hey, hey! Why not? As long as you open all the bronze coffins and release the demon, the demon can help you wipe out the green emperor. The green emperor is just a double Empire, and the demon can wipe him out with a wave."

"Zhuo Wen! As long as you let me out, I can save you and help you kill the green emperor. What do you think?"

Xuetong stared at Zhuo Wen closely, and his voice was full of guidance.

Zhuo Wen smiled and said indifferently, "blood devil! Do you really think of me as a three-year-old? If I let you out, I'm afraid I won't deal with the green emperor with your strength, but with me!"

"Hum! You are now in the air and have no defense measures. If you fall like this, you will die. If you don't have the power of this demon, you will die."

"If you let the devil out, you will still have a glimmer of vitality; if you don't, you will die!" the blood devil snorted coldly.

"I don't need to let you out, but I can still use your strength."

Zhuo Wen looked indifferent. When his right hand turned over, there was a trace of blood in his palm. The trace of blood was very insignificant. If he didn't look carefully, he couldn't see it at all.

However, at the moment, the blood trace is flashing blood, which is like a light in the dark environment.

"The seal of blood succession? How could you have such a thing? It's impossible..."

The pair of blood pupils hidden in the dark contracted and retreated after seeing the blood trace in Zhuo Wen's palm.

"Where do I see you going?"

Zhuo Wen sneered and clapped his right hand. The blood mark imprinted on his palm erupted into an unprecedented blood awn. The blood awn was like a silk thread and swept away towards the blood pupils.

The blood mang was extremely restrained against the blood pupils. Although the blood devil retreated again and again, he was still shrouded by the blood Mang and turned into a blood colored cage to trap the blood pupils.

Whoosh!

With a move of his right hand, the blood pupil trapped in the blood cage was immediately held in the palm by Zhuo Wen.

"Why do you have the seal of blood succession? This thing only exists in the devil's nest. How did you get it?" the blood devil's voice began to become a little afraid.

"Elder brother Han Tian gave it to me! At first, elder brother Han Tian and I broke into your nest and found the blood succession seal from a blood space. Because you were sealed in a bronze coffin by me, elder brother Han Tian gave me the blood succession seal."

"However, I will never use this thing unless I have to! Unfortunately, it's a last resort now."

Speaking of this, Zhuo Wen's voice suddenly became a little low, and his eyes stared at the blood mang flashing in the palm of his hand.

"I advise you not to use the blood seal indiscriminately! If you are careless, you will be possessed by the devil, and then you will become a great devil to kill people."

"This thing will not be good for you or the devil. The devil promised you that if you let me out, I would never do anything to you or even those related to you." the blood devil's voice became very worried.

Zhuo Wen shook his head and said, "I can't trust you. I only believe in myself. What if I become a devil? Now I'm at the end of my rope. Why don't I become a devil for the sake of strength?"

"You madman, once you become a devil, you will not only consume the origin of the devil, but also intensify the consumption of your own life origin. At that time, your accomplishments and your life will pass away and turn into magic, which is hard to please."

The blood devil spoke again, and the voice seemed to be flattering and consultative.

"Blood devil! I didn't expect you to be afraid?"

Zhuo Wen suddenly smiled. He was so crazy that he was at the end of the mountain. Why didn't he dare to spell it.

At the moment, Zhuo Wen's heart only has the belief of survival. He can't die or allow to die. This is not because Zhuo Wen is greedy for life and afraid of death, but because of Mu chenxue.

The cold poison in Mu chenxue's body is too strong, and it has only been less than three years, and he Zhuo Wen has a way to integrate the sky fire, which can save mu chenxue and help mu chenxue continue her life.

The cold poison in Mu chenxue's body has not been solved, and the sky fire has not been successfully fused. How can he Zhuo Wen die?

So why not even turn into a devil? He Zhuo Wen must go to Jia Theological Seminary and take Tianhuo to find mu chenxue. Even if he becomes a devil, he must complete this knot.

"Is it terrible to become a devil?"

Lightly said this sentence, Zhuo Wen's palm was suddenly pinched, and the bloody cage in his palm and the pair of blood pupils were crushed by Zhuo Wen at the same time.

"Zhuo Wen, you will regret it. You dare to treat this demon like this, you damn human!"

The voice of the blood devil became smaller and smaller, and finally became thin and inaudible. Soon Zhuo Wen found that the darkness around him gradually faded, but was replaced by a touch of scarlet blood, and the dark world turned into a bloody region.

"Kill, kill!"

In the bloody area, countless grievances turned into thousands of strands, and poured into Zhuo Wen's body like a sea of rivers.

The terrible negative emotions in the resentment filled Zhuo Wen's mind, making Zhuo Wen's mind appear countless ugly scenes and pictures like hell.

These pictures are the memories of countless resentments, and they are all extremely resentful and ugly memories.

"For strength, I Zhuo Wen is willing to become a devil!"

He roared up to the sky. For a long time, countless grievances surged into Zhuo Wen's body. At the moment, Zhuo Wen's eyes have been filled with countless blood red.

This bloody red is extremely ferocious and terrible, as if it is not like human eyes. It is filled with too much killing, resentment and bloodthirsty. All the negative emotions in the world emerge in this pair of bloody pupils.

These grievances are the negative power of terror gathered in the body by the endless killing caused by the blood devil in ancient times, and they are also the source of power of the blood devil.

Now Zhuo Wen is so unscrupulous in absorbing these negative energy. In fact, he is absorbing the power of the blood devil, and the blood devil is pressed to death by Zhuo Wen's blood seal. He can only watch Zhuo Wen absorb his power in the past.

At the moment, all the eyes of the outside world are on the green emperor and the black dragon. At the moment, countless bloody runes have wrapped Xiaohei's huge dragon body of thousands of feet, and Xiaohei is becoming weaker and weaker. He has struggled hard from the beginning to now, as if he had accepted his fate.

The color on the green emperor's face became more and more rich, and his eyes were full of enthusiasm. Finally, this powerful dragon soul was about to become something in his bag.

Boom!

A thunderous voice sounded, and Zhuo Wen's figure finally hit the ground completely, stirring up dense dust and spreading all over the people's vision.

"Zhuo Wen is dead when he falls from a height of 10000 meters."

Because of the loud noise, the eyes of many people around fell on the place where Zhuo Wen fell. Although everyone knew that Zhuo Wen must die, they still wanted to see Zhuo Wen's situation at the moment.

The dust gradually gathered away, and a figure loomed in the diffuse dust, and the crisp sound of footsteps seemed so clear and loud at the moment, as if the footsteps were stepping on the hearts of the people, tightly grasping the hearts of the people.

The green emperor frowned slightly. Naturally, he also heard the steady footsteps. His eyes were full of doubts. He didn't believe that Zhuo Wen was still alive and could walk out because of it.

Turning to look, the green emperor was stunned, because the figure coming out of the dust was not someone else, but Zhuo Wen.

At the moment, Zhuo Wen's whole body is filled with countless blood gas, and his eyes are surging with fierce blood