Chapter 1485

Due to the reason of smoke like fire, Zhuo Wen completely woke up from the realm of Epiphany just now. His eyes were cold. One move was to kill smoke like fire.

After killing the smoke like fire, the holy luck on his body entered Zhuo Wen's eyebrows. The 13 golden patterns in his eyebrows began to spread, and finally burst out a frightening golden awn.

The gold patterns began to spread, and the 13 gold patterns in Zhuo Wen's eyebrows directly derived into 17 gold patterns.

"Smoke is like fire, so I die..."

The sound of sucking cool air sounded, and the smoke was like fire. It ranked second in the second level of seizing the holy luck. It itself was the strength of Xuansheng.

It's incredible that such a genius falls so easily.

Everyone's eyes fell on Zhuo Wen, and they all showed a dull look.

However, to the relief of many people, Zhuo Wen did not break through Xuansheng.

Just now, the interference of smoke like fire made Zhuo Wen wake up from the Epiphany state and interrupted the process of Zhuo Wen becoming a saint.

Zhuo Wen frowned slightly. Just now, the power of the five laws were all integrated into his Dantian, making the holy power of the whole body full of the power of the five laws.

But even so, Zhuo Wen still hasn't broken through to become a saint.

Speaking of it, the attack of smoke like fire just now did not have a great impact on him. Zhuo Wen is still very clear about this.

"Why is Xiao Hei?"

His eyes narrowed, and Zhuo Wen soon thought of the reason. Just when he wanted to break through the holy land, he knew that there was an extremely strong blocking force in the sea, which prevented him from successfully achieving Xuansheng.

"You're right. That's the reason for this little black dog. It's a Taiyou holy dragon with noble blood. After it becomes your armor soul, it also increases the barriers and difficulty you break through."

The sound of riding yellow sounded from Zhuo Wen's mind, making Zhuo Wen's pupils shrink.

"You old fox, what are you talking about?"

Xiao Hei's voice also came. After yelling and scolding Cheng Huang, he cautiously said to Zhuo Wen, "boy, it's really my reason. I'm sorry!"

Zhuo Wen shook his head and said, "why do you say this? Since more than ten gold patterns are not enough, then deprive them again until they can become saints."

Zhuo Wen didn't mean to blame Xiao Hei at all. He waved his hand and his eyes were full of clouds and light wind.

"Thank you, boy!" Xiao Hei said with gratitude in his eyes.

"Since it is difficult to sanctify the noumenon, maybe we should let the two separate bodies gather up ten golden patterns first."

Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice and stepped out towards yecha and ghost ghost, who were still fighting with the two separated bodies.

Although Zhuo Wen is not a saint, he is infinitely close to the realm of Xuansheng due to the breakthrough just now.

Whoosh!

Zhuo Wen came down to earth like a God and swept in front of Yasha in an instant.

"Back!"

Yasha's face was shocked. He can still remember the scene of his death just now.

Zhuo Wen in front of him was so terrible that smoke was crushed to death by his move, not to mention him.

"Want to quit? It's beautiful."

Zhuo Wen's right palm slammed down, and yecha's face changed greatly. Zhuo Wen's palm was too fast, like a vast mountain rolling down.

"Block!"

With the scream of the night fork, the golden Trident in his hand was suddenly picked up, and the golden light burst, revealing the virtual shadow of the sea god in the endless golden light.

Boom!

The big palm rolled down, and the sea god's virtual shadow was directly broken, and the Trident picked up on it collapsed inch by inch.

"No!"

Yecha screamed and was hit on the ground by this palm, motionless.

Zhuo Wen was merciful. With the power of his holy body, one palm was enough to crush Yasha.

However, at the last minute, he kept his hand and only hit Yasha seriously.

"Buddha, kill him."

Zhuo wenfen gave an order. The Buddha beside him stepped forward, and the Buddha's palm blew out and hit Yasha heavily.

Pooh!

Yasha didn't even react. He was slapped into a blood mist by the Buddha, and his holy fortune was directly deprived by the Buddha.

Boo, boo, boo!

At Dayton's time, the seven golden patterns in the center of the Buddha's eyebrows began to grow and spread, directly deriving ten golden patterns.

After killing Yasha, Zhuo Wen was not slow and swept towards the ghost ghost.

Ghost ghost had already seen that the time was wrong, left the battlefield here and fled to other parts of the yellow fog world.

Although the magic text is strong, its strength is still worse than that of the ghost ghost, and it doesn't leave the ghost ghost.

"Kill all the disciples on the desert island."

Zhuo Wen gave an order to Mo Wen, who nodded.

Since the ghost ghost has no regard for the life and death of the other disciples on the desert island, Zhuo Wen will not be polite. He directly asks Mo Wen to deprive the disciples on the desert island of their holy luck.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

Screams rang out, and the ghost ghost left, which directly made the disciples of other desert islands feel helpless.

When the demon text came among these desert island disciples, he used thunder and began to kill by any means.

For a moment, demon Wen was surrounded by countless blood mist. At the moment, he was like a demon God coming from hell.

"Ten golden stripes!"

After killing all the disciples on the desert island, the golden pattern on the eyebrow of magic text also soared to ten.

Boom!

Boom!

Two golden mans broke through the sky, rising again from the yellow fog world, and the vast holy power spread on the Jiuyou Tiantai.

"Magic and Buddhist texts are going to be holy."

On Jiuyou Tiantai square, those eliminated disciples looked up and stared at the two golden pillars with shocked eyes.

"Kill!"

In the process of their breakthrough into holiness, Zhuo Wen stared at the disciples of the five forces of Baihuayuan, killing alliance, immortal altar, yecha sea and Qinglong hall.

There was no nonsense at all. He stepped out one step, and the golden spear in his hand was like a wandering snake, plundering towards these disciples.

"Escape!"

Feeling the killing intention of Sen Han in Zhuo Wen's eyes, these disciples trembled all over. They couldn't care about their dignity as martial artists and ran away.

This Zhuo Wen is so terrible. All the strongest talents of their five forces were killed by this man. Although they are proud, they don't think they will be the opponent of this son.

"Bastard!"

Qinglongzi's face is very ugly. Due to Yang Yi's interception in front, he can only watch the play and watch Zhuo Wen kill other disciples.

Pooh!

Pooh!

Bloody killings have sprung up in the whole yellow fog world. In Zhuo Wen's hands, none of the disciples of the five forces has survived a move, and all of them have been wiped out by him.

"We give our good fortune and don't kill us."

Finally, someone was timid. He quickly gave his holy fortune to Zhuo Wen and wanted to send it out.

But Zhuo Wen kept silent and kept reaping the lives of these children like a sickle of death.

When the spear pierced the heart of the last disciple, Zhuo Wen stopped his action. He suddenly closed his right hand and pulled out the golden spear. His eyes were indifferent, like the God of death in hell.

Yao Shengong Yunran, dancing butterflies, Yang Yi, Fu Yu and Mo yanwushang of Jiashen Theological Seminary are all young people who stare at the bloody young people in front of them with complex eyes. Their inner shock is like a tsunami and can't be subsided for a long time.

At the moment, outside the Jiuyou rooftop, everyone was silent, and their eyes fell on the light curtain.

On that, except for the disciples of the demon temple and Jia Theological Seminary, the names of the disciples of other forces are all dim.

The only ones that still exist are the green dragon hall, the green dragon son and the ghost ghost on the desert island. There is no one except these two people.

"This... All dead?"

Someone's eyes were dull and murmured in a low voice.

In the yellow fog world, the most elite talents of the nine secluded realms are gathered, and they are also the disciples trained by the core forces of the nine secluded realms.

Now, except for the disciples of Jia Theological Seminary and demon temple, the children of the other seven forces are almost dead. It's really terrible.

So, who killed these disciples?

"It was Zhuo Wen who did it, because the light curtain showed that this son had the most gold patterns, up to 25."

Finally, someone noticed that on Zhuo Wen's name in the light curtain, the golden awn emitted by Zhuo Wen's name at the moment was much stronger than other names.

At the moment, among the nine forces, the leaders of the six forces, namely, the emperor of Shengwu Zongwu, baimeisheng in Baihuayuan, the immortal altar, the immortal old monster, killing the alliance and killing the emperor, the eternal night king of yecha sea, and the desert island, all have their eyes narrowed.

All the leaders of the six forces burst out strong murders in their eyes. Almost all the elite disciples of their forces died. They couldn't swallow it.

"Zhuo Wen, the little beast, killed him like fire. I must kill him myself."

On the square platform of Qinglong hall, the right hand of Linghuo elder suddenly hung on the stone platform beside the handrail. With great power, he directly blasted the stone platform into pieces.

The jade shore frowned slightly and murmured in a low voice, "we must kill this son, but this is not the time."

Speaking of it, qingyu'an is also worried about qinglongzi. In such a short time, Zhuo Wen killed so many disciples of other forces, and even all the other disciples in their Qinglong hall died except qinglongzi.

For this point, qingyu'an also had some flesh pain in his heart, but he didn't show it.

"It should be fast. Zhuo Wen is going to die."

The jade shore raised her head, looked over the Jiuyou rooftop, and fell into the deepest part of the Jiuyou sky, as if there was a huge beast hidden there.

"Dance butterfly and Tai Mo, help me guard the magic text and Buddhist text."

Zhuo Wen suddenly said a word to Wu die and Tai mo. they both nodded and plundered to Mo Wen and Buddha Wen, always alert to the surrounding situation.

Zhuo Wen walked to qinglongzi step by step and said indifferently, "qinglongzi, can you dare to fight?"

Yang Yi looked at Zhuo Wen curiously, and immediately stepped aside to let qinglongzi face Zhuo Wen, while Yang Yi himself fell aside, with an expression that it was none of his business.

Zhuo Wen took a deep look at Yang Yi. He always felt that Yang Yi was not simple and gave him an unfathomable feeling.