Chapter 1473

This dark light contains an extremely powerful meaning of death.

It can be said that this light condenses the essence of the law of death, and the strong sense of death seems to immerse all living beings into the kingdom of death.

A trace of extreme fear rose in Zhuo Wen's mind. This fear haunted him like a cloud, making his cold hair stand upright and his forehead sweat repeatedly.

Boom!

Zhuo Wen was not afraid. He also understood the law of death. His fear of death was much lower than others.

When he threw his right hand, the barren spear rotated at high speed, and the barren law lingered on the surface of the spear like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

Where the long gun passed, even the space was deserted and twisted.

Boom!

The barren spear collided with the light of death. Immediately, the barren spear in Zhuo Wen's hand collapsed inch by inch.

"This..."

Zhuo Wen's pupil tightened into a needle. He didn't expect that the death light was so terrible. The barren spear had no resistance in front of him.

"I'm afraid the eye of death is the armor soul of shuizhe. Leave immediately."

At the moment when the barren spear was broken, Zhuo Wen kicked his right foot like a roc spreading his wings, jumped into the air and retreated.

"Hum!"

Shuizhe snorted coldly and moved his mind. The light of death was like a living creature. The direction reversed and continued to sweep away towards Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen's face changed slightly, his right fist burst out, and the desolate law condensed on his fist. Suddenly, the gray mark lit up on the surface of his fist, and the desolate breath became more and more intense and terrible.

Boom!

The huge fist blasted on the light of death, even if it burst into a murky sound, and then hundreds of feet of space centered on Zhuo Wen turned into a vacuum.

At the edge of this space, it fell into a collapse, like broken glass. Many martial artists under the challenge arena were stunned.

Bang!

The dull sound sounded again, Zhuo Wen stepped back a few steps, and the death light burst completely under his fist attack.

"Damn it, this guy can break the death light of the eye of death? The law of desolation should not have such a powerful power."

Shui zhe was finally shocked. Theoretically, the power of the law of desolation is lower than that of the law of death. In addition, Wen Zhuo's accomplishments are semi holy like him.

The collision of the two laws should be that the law of death will gain the upper hand, but now the situation is a little surprising to shuizhe.

What shuizhe doesn't know is that the barren law used by Zhuo Wen just now is a combination of some powers of the holy body to have such a powerful increase.

Otherwise, the law of desolation alone cannot be the opponent of the law of death.

"I don't believe you can always stop the light of death."

Shuizhe's eyes were cold, and the eyes of death blinked again and again. Unexpectedly, three death lights swept out in an instant.

The power of each death light is much more terrible than the previous one.

Zhuo Wen's eyelids moved, but he was fearless. He punched out and hit the three death lights.

Bang bang!

Although these three death lights brought him more powerful obstacles, he broke them one by one and did not show any decline.

"What? This guy?" shuizhe exclaimed, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Your death eye matches the law of death. The power is really terrible, but it's still worse for me."

At the moment when shuizhe was stunned, a indifferent voice came from shuizhe's back, like a ghost. God didn't know it.

"You..."

Suddenly turned around, shuizhe's pupils tightened and found that Zhuo Wen had stood behind him.

"Die!"

Zhuo Wen didn't give water zhe the chance to speak at all. His fist came from a tricky angle and blasted hard into water Zhe's heart.

"Bastard, you're not qualified to kill me."

Shuizhe shouted, and a terrible holy power surged out of his body. Immediately, a blazing golden awn gushed out of the back of his head.

The golden awn began to creep and converge and turned into a golden ring.

Ding!

Zhuo Wen's fist came at one stroke and hit the golden ring. Suddenly, the crisp sound of gold and iron was heard.

Pedal pedal!

Zhuo Wen stepped back dozens of steps, his eyes became a little condensed and said, "xuanshengqi?"

The golden ring suspended above shuizhe's head and the holy power escaping from the surface are too blazing and great. Even Zhuo Wen can't help but retreat.

"It's actually a mysterious relic. Sure enough, the first day in each secluded place is not a fuel-efficient lamp."

Looking at the golden ring on Shui Zhe's head, many martial artists are envious under the challenge arena.

There are not many Xuansheng utensils in Jiuyou, even very scarce. Even some Xuansheng sages may not be able to own a Xuansheng utensil.

The water philosophy is only semi holy, but it is absolutely lucky to have Xuansheng utensils.

However, after all, Shui Zhe is the first genius of the immortal altar in the dead secluded environment and the key training object of the immortal old monster. It should also be understandable to take out a mysterious sacred vessel to protect the life of Shui Zhe.

"Water zhe was forced to use a mysterious holy weapon. Wenzhuo deserved to die."

On the square stage of the dead secluded environment, the immortal old monster's eyes were indifferent, but his heart was not very calm.

Shui Zhe, the younger generation in Jiuyou territory, ranks very high. He should be sure to win 100 consecutive victories in the seventh challenge arena this time.

But now there is a dark horse like Wenzhuo. The immortal old monster is also quite depressed.

After all, Xuansheng ware is the life-saving treasure of shuizhe. If it is not a last resort, it will not be taken out for use.

"Xuansheng ware Day Golden Wheel!"

Shuizhe's right hand squeezed the Golden Wheel of the day in his hand.

At that time, in the center of the golden wheel, extremely dazzling golden awns broke out. These golden awns continued to converge and finally condensed into a small sun, suspended above shuizhe's head.

"It seems that Shui Zhe is going to win."

The flower fairy giggled and showed a charming color in her beautiful eyes.

"But this son is dead." killing son Sen Han is incomparable.

"Hey hey, with shuizhe's character, it's really possible to kill this son." yecha licked his lips and said indifferently.

"Wrong, you are all wrong."

While the flower fairies were discussing whether Zhuo Wen would die, an untimely voice interrupted their topic.

"Wrong? Why does brother Yang Yi say so? Do you still think that Wenzhuo may be better than shuizhe who has the Golden Wheel of the day?"

The flower fairy's beautiful eyes twinkled. Although she was giggling, her face showed indifference. Obviously, she didn't believe what Yang Yi said.

Shazi and yecha looked at Yang Yi with fear, and immediately Qi sneered and said, "brother Yang Yi is dazed. Shuizhe's semi holy strength and Xuansheng ware can't kill a semi holy warrior?"

Yang Yiping stared at Shazi and Yasha lightly and said, "what I want to say is that this Wenzhuo will not only win, but also kill this shuizhe."

As soon as the words came out, the flower fairies all looked stiff. They even thought there was something wrong with their ears.

"Brother Yang Yi, are you kidding us?" the flower fairy came back, but it was a faint tunnel.

Shazi and Yasha don't look very well. Obviously, they also think Yang Yi is playing with them.

"Are you kidding? I Yang Yi never joke. Since you don't believe it, forget it. I'll sleep first."

Yang Yi yawned, and immediately leaned naturally against the stone pillar behind him and took a nap. The flower fairies looked at each other and were speechless.

"You're dead!"

Shuizhe looked ferocious, holding the Golden Wheel of the day and the blazing golden day on his head, stepped out one step and pressed his right hand fiercely. The terrible holy power was like substance, rumbling and rolling on Zhuo Wen.

Feeling the terrible power on his body, Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly, bent his fingers in his right hand and took out a Zhang long gun directly.

The body of the gun is painted with the patterns of sun, moon and stars, and the surface of the gun blade has many cyan lines. The same holy power tilts away, which resists the holy power brought by shuizhe's Day Golden wheel.

"Shengwei? You also have mysterious sacred vessels?"

Shuizhe exclaimed in surprise. His eyes were full of inconceivable things. He owned the Xuansheng ware because of the immortal altar.

But the present Wenzhuo is just scattered cultivation. How can we have the opportunity to have Xuansheng ware? This is really a little strange.

Not only shuizhe, but countless people watching the war around the whole Jiuyou Tiantai were shocked.

It's worth thinking about and suspecting that he has a mysterious relic.

"Xuansheng weapon, nine star eight trigrams gun."

With that, Zhuo Wen stopped talking nonsense and suddenly kicked his right foot on the ground. The whole person was like a hurricane, swept out and swept towards shuizhe.

With a swing of Zhuo Wen's long gun, the sun, moon and stars appeared all over him. The holy power was mighty, and its power could break the sky and the earth.

Boom, boom!

The nine star eight trigrams gun collided with the diurnal golden wheel. Shengwei spread and broke out earth shaking and terrible movements. The surrounding space collapsed inch by inch, forming terrible black holes.

Pedal pedal!

After the explosion, a figure flew backwards in a rather embarrassed way. After flying backwards for hundreds of meters, he barely stabilized his body.

As soon as they saw it, they were surprised to find that the inverted figure was not others, but shuizhe.

Whoosh!

At the moment when Shui zhegang stabilized his body, a figure stepped in the void like an arrow from the string, and burst out with a long gun in his hand.

"Broken!"

Zhuo Wen came to shuizhe, held the nine star gossip gun in his right hand, and then hit it hard.

At this scene, shuizhe looked shocked and dragged his hands to block the blow.

Boom!

When the nine star eight trigrams gun just touched the diurnal golden wheel, shuizhe snorted, and was hit heavily underground by a powerful force, directly hitting a deep pit below.

Zhuo Wen was quietly suspended in the air, and his eyes were very calm. The nine star eight trigrams gun was obtained from the treasure house in the Canglong hall. Its grade was among the mysterious sacred vessels. It could be regarded as the best choice. Its power was more terrible and dazzling than the Day Golden wheel.