Chapter 1637

At the moment of seeing the towering yellow spring that goes up to the Ninth Heaven and down to the ninth quiet, Zhuo Wen's pupils opened wide and his heart was deeply shocked.

Taoist Canglong had never even thought about the horror and vastness of the yellow spring. He soon thought of his poor 220 drops of yellow spring water, which could not even be combined with a small pool, right?

WOW!

The yellow spring swept out in an instant, covering the sky and the earth, and suddenly drowned the insects in front. During this period, Zhuo Wen also heard countless strange noises, as if something had been burned.

This abnormal sound lasted only about a quarter of an hour. The endless yellow spring suddenly contracted and contracted again, and finally evolved into a circle of reincarnation, and the terrible Tianchong separation disappeared completely.

"It's terrible..."

Zhuo Wen stared at the scene and couldn't help taking a breath. At the same time, his eyes showed a color of enlightenment.

Taoist Canglong just used the move of killing huangquan, even very subtle details, just like a movie, which was constantly replayed in Zhuo Wen's mind.

Zhuo Wen kept remembering the picture just now. The color of insight in his eyes became more and more rich. Immediately, he slowly pointed out.

At that time, the 220 yellow water drops around him suddenly gathered together to form a trickle.

At the moment when the water droplets of the yellow spring form a trickle, the trickle of the yellow spring suddenly evolves into a circle of samsara, half of which evolves to life and half of which evolves to death.

The meaning of life is defense, the meaning of death is attack, and life and death are only between one thought.

Zhuo Wen slowly raised his head, and the fine awn in his eyes became more and more intense. Finally, he suddenly pointed out again that the yellow spring turned into a stray arrow.

Zhuo Wen suddenly pinched it at his fingertips, turned the holy power of his left hand into a bow, and pulled the string of his right hand into a full moon. As soon as he let go, the arrow of the yellow spring turned into an arrow off the string and shot out through the void.

After the arrow of the yellow spring came back, it turned into a long sword, emitting a sharp edge, like the cold winter and the December moon, deep cold to the bone, like a lump in the throat.

Zhuo Wen switched the form of the yellow spring again and again, with both attack form and defense form. Zhuo Wen also pointed out the finger of killing the yellow spring again and again, as if he were constantly practicing.

When Zhuo Wen fell into epiphany, the picture didn't stop.

After Taoist Canglong killed countless insects in an instant, his eyes suddenly looked to the sky and sighed: "I didn't expect that Tiankai mainland would have such a day. I thought it was a free world, but I didn't expect that it was just a cage. Alas..."

As soon as Taoist Canglong said this, the sky suddenly split. In the deep of the split sky, a big hand suddenly poked down.

This big hand is so terrible that it blocks out the sky and tears the whole sky. Then the scarred earth gushes out of it.

These figures rushed to the big hand like moths to the fire, but the big hand paid no attention to the terrible strong.

Boom!

The big hand plunged into the earth. In a moment, the whole earth began to crack, and the violent tremor filled the whole earth, as if the earth had cracked like this.

Zhuo Wen was in an epiphany and didn't see the picture, but Xiao Hei didn't know when he appeared on Zhuo Wen's shoulder. His eyes looked at the scene sadly.

"The master calculated and planned for hundreds of thousands of years in order to protect the Tiankai continent from being eroded. Even though the master expected that the behind the scenes hand was terrible, he didn't expect it to be so terrible in the end. The prosperous Tiankai continent finally declined into what it is now."

"Fu Xi was once the son of destiny identified by the master, but later disappeared. After ten thousand years, Fu Xi Ding was born again, but he chose Zhuo Wen. I know that there must be the master's arrangement. At that time, what kind of existence tore the sky of the whole Tiankai continent, but the master didn't tell me."

"Those years were really tragic. Why didn't the master tell me what the behind the scenes hand was until his death? And the master's body was never buried in the corpse Jedi, and who was buried in the divine tomb? Who was the behind the scenes hand?"

The picture stopped abruptly after the big hand went into the earth and countless strong men fell, but Xiao Hei's eyes showed sadness and helplessness.

Although it has experienced ten thousand years of catastrophe, it does not know the specific context of the catastrophe. Many people believe that it was the insect in the chaotic temple that created the catastrophe ten thousand years ago.

But Xiao Hei knew that the insect was just a puppet used by others. The real behind the scenes was so terrible that even the supreme power of God fell because of the behind the scenes.

The picture gradually disappeared, and the spirit of the blood tripod was sweating. That memory was also very painful for him. The cutting and peerless strong man was as insignificant as dust. The spirit of the blood tripod was frightened to think about it now.

Boom!

Suddenly, a strange force suddenly surrounded Zhuo Wen. At the moment, Zhuo Wen's eyes were slowly closed. Above his head, the law of heaven and earth suddenly came, like the most loyal guard, with barriers erected around him.

"In the realm of tongxuan, this boy has entered the realm of tongxuan again! It's the only thing I've seen in my life to enter the realm of tongxuan in the realm of heavenly saints. This son is really different from other martial arts."

Xiao Hei stepped back and stared at Zhuo Wen with his eyes closed, with a look of hope in his eyes.

"At the beginning, Fu Xi was recognized as the son of destiny by his master, but the final plan for hundreds of thousands of years still fell short. Now that Fu Xi disappeared and Fu Xi Ding was obtained by this boy, would this boy be the real son of destiny?"

Xiao Hei murmured, looking at Zhuo Wen's eyes, brighter and brighter.

When Zhuo Wen was still very weak, he entered the realm of tongxuan. At that time, Xiaohei didn't care too much. After all, the lower his strength, it was much easier to enter the realm of tongxuan.

But later, Zhuo Wen entered the realm of tongxuan several times. Although it caused Xiaohei's surprise, it didn't take it to heart.

But now, Zhuo Wen is already a saint at the heavenly Saint level. It is generally difficult to become a saint, and it is even more difficult to enter the realm of tongxuan after becoming a saint.

However, Zhuo Wen did it. He entered the realm of tongxuan again. At this moment, Xiao Hei felt that Zhuo Wen was more and more unusual.

This feeling is not the first time for Xiaohei. When he was willing to become Zhuo Wen's dragon soul, he had this feeling in his heart, so he impulsively followed Zhuo Wen.

Xiao Hei now began to understand that it was not an impulse to follow Zhuo Wen, but it was arranged.

"Too... Too quiet holy dragon? My God, what's the origin of this boy? Why are there so many wonderful things on him?"

The spirit of the blood tripod looked at Xiao Hei, rubbed his eyes, and immediately recognized Xiao Hei's figure. As soon as his legs were soft, he almost had to sit down on the ground.

Xiao Hei did not pay attention to the spirit of the blood tripod. He knew that since the blood tripod was preserved ten thousand years ago, it was not strange to recognize it.

When Zhuo Wen entered the realm of tongxuan, there were seven or eight distant Binghuo family in Xuelian house, and a jade slip was quietly handed over to Jiangbin Han, the young master of Binghuo family.

"Young master, this is the messenger jade slip sent by the head of Xuelian mansion, xuehentian express. It is said that there is extremely important information in the messenger jade slip, and it is the information that the young master is most interested in."

An old man in grey bent over and put a jade slip in his hands in front of a handsome young man.

This handsome young man is Jiang Binhan, the young leader of Binghuo family who appeared in Nanman last time.

"Oh? The information I'm interested in? Is it..."

Jiang Binhan's eyes narrowed slowly. Immediately, his right hand gently picked up the jade slips in the old man's hand. Immediately, his mind went into the jade slips. After checking for a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes with a wisp of edge in his eyes.

"Old Fang, prepare a chaotic shuttle, take five guards and go to the blood refining mansion. But remember, don't make a big fuss. We'll go to battle this time with light equipment." Jiang Bin said coldly.

Old Fang was stunned and immediately understood it. He arched his hands and said, "old slave, take command!"

Therefore, Jiang Binhan secretly left the ice fire family with Fang Lao and five Pro guards.

As time passed, another month passed. On this day, in the blood tripod, in the Zhuo style originally surrounded by the laws of heaven and earth, a more terrible breath suddenly surged up, like a ROC.

The little black eyes suddenly coagulated, grinned and said, "the realm of tongxuan has promoted this boy again!"

At this moment, the law of heaven and earth around Zhuo Wen slowly dispersed, and he opened his eyes. There was a sharp look in his eyes. Immediately, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the breath in his body was more than several times stronger than before.

"Sunny holy land?" Zhuo Wen pinched his fist and felt the holy power dozens of times in the Dantian. He was very surprised.

"Your boy entered the realm of Epiphany because he killed the yellow spring finger, and then led to the laws of heaven and earth. From epiphany, he entered the realm of tongxuan." Xiao Hei said with a faint smile.

Zhuo Wen nodded, showing a sudden color, thought carefully, just remembered what had happened before.

However, when Zhuo Wen recalled that the human enemy of the Canglong road was separated from the infinite insects, his eyes suddenly burst out. He stared at the little Underworld: "little black, you once said that when I entered middle earth, I could know the catastrophe ten thousand years ago."

"Now that I have entered middle earth, should you tell me what happened that year?"

Xiao Hei glanced and asked, "do you really want to know?"

Zhuo Wen nodded seriously, but Xiao Hei sighed and said, "it's a long story. In fact, the catastrophe has an inseparable relationship with the insect. That day, the insect has an extremely terrible fecundity. As long as its noumenon does not disappear, it can create an endless separation."

"It is because of this characteristic of Tianchong that a terrible catastrophe has been set off in Tiankai continent, and most of the strong mainland have also fallen because of Tianchong..."