Chapter 1536

In the hazy night sky, four bronze chariots ran like thunder.

At the moment, the four bronze chariot is not controlled by Zhuo Wen, but by long Xiaotian.

Since leaving the Jia family, Zhuo Wen sat cross legged in the back seat, as if he were silently understanding something.

Long Xiaotian and Liao Si didn't disturb Zhuo Wen, but Liao Si's eyes twinkled. He remembered the seal set by the first mountain god in Shiyou Jedi.

The seal was made by using the nine turn split gold pattern, and Zhuo Wen himself practiced the nine turn split gold pattern. I'm afraid the seal made by the nine turn split gold pattern has a lot of inspiration for Zhuo Wen.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a golden awn gushed out of Zhuo Wen's body, which condensed into a complex golden pattern.

"This is the second of the nine turn crack gold patterns?"

Looking at the golden pattern, Liao Si's pupils shrunk and couldn't help crying out. Although he didn't succeed in cultivating the nine turn split golden pattern, he was still quite familiar with the nine turn split golden pattern.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen slowly opened his eyes and looked at long Xiaotian and said, "father, how long will it take to reach the burning city in the central area of Nanman?"

"I'm afraid it will take more than half a month!"

Long Xiaotian gazed at the burning Yan tower in the far distance in front of him.

"Half a month?"

Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice and immediately said to Liao Si, "master Liao Si, I'm going to practice the second turn of golden pattern. I hope you can protect the Dharma for me."

"The second turn to gold pattern? So fast?"

Liao Si was a little surprised. Zhuo Wen had just successfully practiced the first turn of gold pattern not long ago. Now he has to try the second turn of gold pattern immediately. Is it too fast?

Jiuzhuan split golden stripe is a secret method for the soul. If you are careless, you may lose your soul. Generally, after you successfully cultivate the golden stripe, martial artists will rest for a long time before trying the next golden stripe.

Of course, Zhuo Wen should have learned a lot from the seal of the first mountain god, so he tried to turn the second golden grain in such a short time.

After all, this kind of sentiment is not always available, and the opportunity is rare, so Zhuo Wen is immediately ready to try the second turn to golden grain.

Liao Si is waiting for Zhuo Wen, while long Xiaotian is steadily controlling the four bronze chariot, trying not to affect Zhuo Wen.

At the moment, over the golden sea, Zhuo Wen's soul was quietly suspended, while Xiao Hei stared at Zhuo Wen with a dignified face and said, "Zhuo Wen, are you sure you can bear the second turn of golden grain?"

"Sure, the first Mountain God used the nine turn crack gold pattern to seal the corpse youjedi crack. I feel a lot from inside. If I don't try this time, I'm afraid it will take a long time next time." Zhuo Wen said in a deep voice.

"In that case, be careful. There are six strokes in the second turn of the golden grain. I'm afraid the pain of each stroke is above the first turn of the golden grain. You should be prepared." Xiaohei said faintly.

Zhuo Wen nodded seriously, even though Jin mang surrounded him and was ready.

Xiao Hei didn't muddle along either. With a wave of his small claw, he began to slowly draw the second turn of gold pattern on Zhuo Wen's back.

The first turn of gold pattern is painted on the chest, while the second turn of gold pattern is painted on the back. Although Xiao Hei's painting speed is very slow, Zhuo Wen still faints in pain.

When drawing the last stroke, Xiao Hei said solemnly, "boy, hold on, the last stroke."

With that, Xiao Hei suddenly engraved the last stroke on Zhuo Wen's back, and Zhuo Wen couldn't resist it after all. He roared in pain. The cold sweat in front of his forehead fell like raindrops. His whole body trembled and leaned weakly on the back seat.

"Zhuo Wen, are you okay?"

Liao Si hurried forward and asked with some concern. Even long Xiaotian in front of him cast concerned eyes.

Zhuo Wen waved his hand, took out the porcelain bottle from the spirit ring, swallowed the elixir into his stomach, and his face looked a little better.

"The second turn of golden stripe painting succeeded. I have obviously felt that my holy body is constantly strengthening, but why haven't I broken through into a great holy body?"

After slowing down, Zhuo Wen found that the second turn of the golden grain behind him was constantly pouring into his body, which made his holy body grow stronger, but it was still a little worse than breaking through the Dacheng holy body.

"If you want to break through the Dacheng holy body, I'm afraid you need a third turn of gold pattern!" Liao Si whispered.

"Almost?"

Zhuo Wen frowned and finally clenched his teeth. His idea re entered the sea of knowledge and faced the little Underworld: "little black, continue to draw the third crack gold pattern in my soul. I want to break through my body and become a great holy body in one fell swoop."

"You're crazy. The second turn of the golden stripe has seriously damaged your soul. It takes a long time to recover. Now you draw the third turn of the golden stripe immediately, which will directly collapse your soul." Xiao Hei exclaimed.

Zhuo Wen took a deep breath and said, "don't worry, I have a spirit protecting pill. I got it on the fourth floor of the pill pharmacy."

"Even if you have a magic pill, it's still an extremely risky behavior!"

Xiao Hei naturally knows about the spirit protecting elixir on Zhuo Wen. The spirit protecting elixir is a top-quality elixir. Its main effect is to form a film shield around the warrior's soul, which can protect the seriously damaged soul from collapse and dissipation.

Generally speaking, the spirit protecting elixir can really protect Zhuo Wenna's soul caused by the second turn of golden stripe.

However, the power of the third turn golden stripe is much more terrible than that of the second turn golden stripe. Zhuo Wen's soul has just been hurt and has not slowed down, so he immediately uses the third turn golden stripe. Xiao Hei is worried that even the spirit protecting elixir may not be able to protect Zhuo Wen's soul.

"Don't worry too much. There is a magic pill. I should be able to survive the third turn of the golden pattern."

Speaking of this, Zhuo Wen suddenly remained silent for a moment and continued: "and I will arrive at Nanman soon. I want to break through the holy body to Dacheng holy body before that."

Xiao Hei took a deep look at Zhuo Wen and finally sighed: "your boy is still so stubborn. Since you want to be crazy, I'll go crazy with you."

With that, the little black claw stretched out, and the third turn of the golden pattern was brought into the palm by it.

Zhuo Wen dared not neglect it. He bent his fingers and took out the elixir for protecting the spirit from the ring. A surge of medicine turned into a powerful aura. This aura went deep into Zhuo Wen's soul and finally surrounded Zhuo Wen's soul.

"Let's start!" Zhuo Wen said in a deep voice.

"Be careful, boy!"

Xiao Hei took a deep breath and began to draw the pattern of the third turn gold pattern on Zhuo Wen's right arm.

There are seven strokes in the third turn of gold pattern. The pain of each stroke is almost several times that of the second turn of gold pattern. The pain is like cramping and peeling bones, which can't be expressed in words.

Under such pain, even the determined Zhuo Wen couldn't help shouting, which frightened Liao Si and long Xiaotian into worrying eyes.

When Xiao Hei painted the fifth stroke, Zhuo Wen's mind began to blur, and his ears were full of noise.

In the sixth stroke, cracks began to appear on the surface of the halo around Zhuo Wen; The seventh stroke, the soul protection formed by the efficacy of the spirit protecting pill finally collapsed into countless powder, and Zhuo Wen spit out a mouthful of blood directly.

The most direct reaction was that countless cracks began to appear on Zhuo Wen's body surface, and the blood mist gushed out, making Zhuo Wen a blood man.

"No, Zhuo Wen's soul can't bear it."

At the moment when the halo collapsed, the surface of the soul in the depths of Zhuo Wenzhi sea was like a porcelain vase, and countless cracks began to appear.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen's soul is in great danger that it may disappear at any time.

"Old fox, what should I do now? Zhuo Wen has lost his consciousness and his soul began to collapse automatically." Xiao Hei began to panic and couldn't help taking advantage of the zodiac.

"Quickly bring the boy's soul into the Fuxi Ding, but the Fuxi Ding can only slow down the boy's soul collapse. Whether the boy can survive this level depends on himself." Cheng Huang sighed.

Xiao Hei hated iron and didn't become steel: "I knew I shouldn't listen to this boy's crooked idea, otherwise I wouldn't have such a result."

"Now I can only look at this boy. If he can survive, he can directly break through and achieve Dacheng holy body. If he can't survive, I'm afraid he'll be scared." Cheng Huang sighed softly.

Xiao Hei nodded helplessly. Cheng Huang was right. Now everything depends on Zhuo Wen himself.

Outside, the four bronze chariot originally running in the sky suddenly stopped in mid air. Long Xiaotian suddenly came to the back seat and stared at Zhuo Wen.

"What's the matter? What's the matter with Zhuo Wen?" long Xiaotian asked angrily.

At the moment, Zhuo Wen's face was as white as snow, his eyes turned white, and his breath became as if there were nothing, as if it would dissipate in the world at any time.

This kind of state usually only appears on the dying people. Now it appears on Zhuo Wen. Doesn't that mean that Zhuo Wen is on the verge of death.

Liao Si's face was ugly and said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid Zhuo Wen failed to draw the third turn of gold pattern on his soul."

Long Xiaotian's pupils shrunk and asked, "what are the consequences of failure?"

"According to common sense, failure is at most a heavy blow to the soul. It may take a long time to recover."

"But Zhuo Wen drew the third Golden stripe immediately after drawing the second golden stripe. It's really crazy. You know, his soul has been hurt after drawing the second golden stripe, and then he immediately tried the third Golden stripe. I'm afraid the consequence is the collapse of his soul."

At this point, Liao Si was silent, while long Xiaotian was stunned.

"The latter is so serious? What should we do now? What should we do?"

Long Xiaotian is almost out of control. Zhuo Wen is his own son and the main figure in the expedition. If Zhuo Wen dies on the road, he doesn't know what to do?

"We can only wait. Now the only one who can save Zhuo Wen is himself. Let's wait here!" Liao Si sighed.