Chapter 1056

Boom!

The blood light changed by Zhuo Wen came in an instant, and the terrible blood energy diffused, forming a blood vortex that kept surging, and finally exploded heavily on the purple thunder ocean around the Xiaoyao sect leader.

Bang bang!

The fierce collision sound continued to collide, and then the bloody energy and purple thunder were intertwined in the void, just like two ancient giants fighting.

All the people in the square were shocked to see this scene. Such a fierce collision was not what they could contact at all. It was only the aftereffects of the collision between blood light and thunder light, which made them feel like the heavenly power rolling down, and a sense of awe rose in their hearts.

"How can the strength of this damn little beast be enhanced so much?"

Looking at the constantly colliding thunder light and blood light in the void, the Xiaoyao sect leader's face was full of shock and anger. He didn't expect that Zhuo Wen's strength had increased so much since he absorbed the power of the blood devil. Now it vaguely brought him a threatening pressure.

At the moment, Zhuo Wen was in the purple thunder. Countless blood gas surged on his body to resist the powerful purple thunder that was constantly spreading around. At the same time, his soles suddenly stepped out. His blood gas was like the best defense, and ten thousand thunder did not invade.

Whoosh!

Among the purple thunder, Zhuo Wenru entered the uninhabited land, instantly broke through the obstacles of the purple thunder sea, and passed by the carefree sect master.

"Xiaoyao sect leader! I'll take care of you last. You still have a little time to live."

At the moment when they passed by, Zhuo Wen's indifferent voice sounded in the ears of Xiaoyao sect leader. Xiaoyao sect leader was stunned, immediately reacted and shouted, "no, two elders."

Sure enough, when the Xiaoyao sect leader turned around and looked, he knocked and saw that Zhuo Wen had rushed to the two dull heavenly elders behind him.

"You two run away."

The leader of Xiaoyao sect gave a big shout, and there was a trace of anxiety in his voice. Now Zhuo Wen's strength is still terrible, for example. At that time, Zhuo Wen had the strength to kill Tianzun at the beginning, and now it's even more important.

At the moment of the sound of Xiaoyao door, the two Zhang Lai realized that it was wrong. Then they saw Zhuo Wen coming straight, and their faces immediately showed a panic.

"Run!"

Just now, the old man in white robe shouted angrily, and then he went straight towards the rear and ran away. The other's reaction was slower, but it was such a moment of stupidity that Zhuo Wen had caught up with him.

"Die!"

Zhuo Wen's blood gun was suddenly thrown, and the terrible blood gas gathered. The dense blood gun shadow completely shrouded the slow old man.

"Ah!" the scream suddenly sounded, and then the old man was submerged by the blood gun shadow, and then stirred into a blood mist.

"This son of a bitch!"

The head of Xiaoyao sect looks very ugly. He didn't expect that another one of their Tianzun elders of Xiaoyao sect died. Now there are only the fleeing old man in white robe, and all the remaining four were killed by Zhuo Wen.

"I want you to die!"

Xiaoyao sect leader roared. The purple thunder on his body was extremely violent. He suddenly grabbed Zhuo Wen and formed a terrible and huge thunder bridge across the sky.

Zhuo Wen's blood eyes were full of indifference. As soon as the palm of his right hand vomited, blood energy gushed out, forming a round blood barrier in front of him.

Boom!

Purple thunder filled the air and roared on the round blood color barrier. Unexpectedly, just let the blood color barrier shake for a moment, it was motionless. At the same time, Zhuo Wen spread his wings like a roc, swept out in an instant, and chased the fleeing old man in white robe.

With the blessing of three pairs of thunder wings and blood devil power, Zhuo Wen's speed was incredible and immediately caught up with the old man in white robe.

"You can't escape."

Zhuowensen's cold voice sounded, and then his right palm slammed down with powerful terrorist force.

The old man in white robe only felt the cold wind rustling behind him, that is, he found that Zhuo Wen had appeared behind him. He saw that Zhuo Wen's right hand was raised high, and there were changing blood cells in his palm. Although the blood cells were small, the power contained in them vaguely surprised the old man in white robe.

"Stop it!"

The white robed old man's eyes flickered coldly. He knew that it was time to work hard and he had to do his best. Then he saw his right hand become a palm, the white mans in his palm burst, and a palm blasted at Zhuo Wen.

Boom!

When the two palms touched, the white awn on the right palm of the white robed old man was like a remnant candle in the wind and went out in an instant. Then the strange blood cells in Zhuo Wen's palm began to expand, and the terrible blood energy gushed out and penetrated into the body of the white robed old man.

"Ah!"

The scream sounded, and the right arm of the white robed old man was completely powdered under the erosion of this bloody energy. Zhuo Wen was powerful, and his ready left palm swept away from the bottom to the white robed old man's chest.

Pooh!

The left palm was reprinted on the white robed old man's chest, and a strange blood color broke out. The white robed old man's face showed the color of extreme pain, but it was bleeding from his seven orifices and his face was very white.

"Die!"

Zhuo Wen remained silent. Yuan Li vomited again in his left palm. The white robed old man didn't hum, and burst into a blood mist. The Yuan Ying hidden in his Dantian was also completely annihilated under this terrible palm power, and there was no chance to escape at all.

So far, all the five elders of Xiaoyao sect fell into the hands of Zhuo Wen!

When the white robed old man completely burst into a blood fog, many people below the square fell into a dull color. Although Zhuo Wen's combat power was terrible at the beginning, people also had a high evaluation of him.

But this son killed the remaining three Tianzun elders under the eyes of Xiaoyao sect leader this time. That is to say, even if Xiaoyao sect leader came forward, he couldn't stop Zhuo Wen from killing Tianzun elders. Does this mean that this son's combat power is actually no weaker than that of Xiaoyao sect leader?

At the moment, the Xiaoyao sect leader's eyes are wide open and his hair is puffed. The Shao sect leader is dead and the snow in white is dead. Now the five heavenly elders, the pillars of their Xiaoyao sect, are also dead.

Even if the master of Xiaoyao sect can kill Zhuo Wen this time, their Xiaoyao sect has been completely weakened and no longer shine. All these are caused by the bloody young man in front of them.

Looking at the carefree sect leader's expression of choosing people to eat, Zhuo Wen was very calm. Then he suddenly threw his blood gun, pointed the sharp tip of the gun at the carefree sect leader, and said faintly: "it's your old dog's turn next."

"Ah! I must make you die ugly."

The leader of Xiaoyao sect raised his head and roared angrily. Then he suddenly stepped out. The direction he stepped out was not Zhuo Wen, but the huge stone statue in front of Xiaoyao square.

This stone statue is the image of the first generation of Xiaoyao sect leader, and it was also cast by Xiaoyao sect to commemorate the first generation of Xiaoyao sect leader who created such a prosperous Xituo city and a powerful Xiaoyao sect.

"What does Xiaoyao sect leader want? Why did he suddenly step on the stone statue of the first generation of Xiaoyao sect leader?"

Looking at the move of the Xiaoyao sect leader, the people in the square were unable to understand. Obviously, they didn't know what the Xiaoyao sect leader meant?

Zhuo Wen also stared at the move of Xiaoyao gate. His heart suddenly raised a sense of foreboding.

"Stop him!"

No matter what the Xiaoyao sect leader wants to do, Zhuo Wen doesn't intend to let the Xiaoyao sect leader continue to live.

"I, the first generation leader of Xiaoyao sect, created the grand event of Xituo city and Xiaoyao sect, and he is also an extremely powerful martial artist in the imperial territory. Do you really think that our Xiaoyao sect has only such a little inside information?"

"You must be severely punished for killing our Xiaoyao sect's young sect leader, the eldest disciple Bai Yixue, and the top five heavenly masters of Xiaoyao sect."

The master of Xiaoyao sect said, and with a probe of his right hand, he pinched a strange seal formula and slammed it heavily on the top of the stone statue.

Boom!

The huge stone statue began to vibrate violently, and soon its surface began to be filled with a trace of terrorist cracks. These cracks became more and more terrible and huge. Finally, the whole stone statue collapsed and cracked, and a white light like the hot sun burst out from the stone statue, shining the dark carefree square like day.

The annular air wave diffused from the stone statue. Under the impact of this air wave, Zhuo Wen was blown upside down and stepped on the soles of his feet in the void before he reached the stone statue.

"What a terrible power, what is there in the stone statue?" Zhuo Wen's eyes became extremely dignified. The impact from the stone statue was so terrible that he felt irresistible.

All the people in the square also retreated hundreds of meters one after another under this wave of anger. They just stabilized their body and stared at the constantly broken stone statue and the carefree sect leader standing on the top of the stone statue.

The disciples of Xiaoyao sect, who had been entangled with Mo Lingtian and Canaan, showed enthusiasm one after another. They immediately retreated to the distance and ignored Mo Lingtian and Canaan.

"Zubing! The sect leader is about to sacrifice zubing." all the disciples of Xiaoyao sect who retreated to the distance knelt down on one knee, looked fanatically at the stone statue that began to collapse, and muttered to themselves.

Mo Lingtian and Canaan felt puzzled. Seeing that the disciples of Xiaoyao sect all stepped back, they naturally followed.

"What happened? What does the carefree sect leader want to do?" Canaan looked at the strange stone statue in front, and his eyes showed a trace of worry.

"It can be seen from the disciples of Xiaoyao sect that the leader of Xiaoyao sect is going to sacrifice ancestral soldiers, but he doesn't know what the so-called ancestral soldiers are?" Mo Lingtian frowned slightly, and his heart was full of doubt.

Boom!

Under the attention of the public, the stone statue finally cracked, and then a long sword in jade white appeared in the hands of the Xiaoyao sect leader. The long sword was crystal clear, as if the whole sword body was carved from beautiful white jade. At the same time, the surface was covered with milky white light, emitting a dignified atmosphere.