Chapter 1883

"Should be here?"

The old man with messy hair stepped out of the extraterritorial starry sky and came billions of kilometers away from Tiankai star. At a glance, he saw that Zhuo Wen cut Yang Yi's head in two.

"Eh? That's the little guy. And that's the part of emperor Shitian. I feel the breath of emperor Shitian on that part."

The old man looked at Zhuo Wen, and his eyes suddenly fell on Yang Yi's head, which was cut into two sections and exploded, and muttered in a low voice.

"No, this little guy actually killed emperor Shitian's separation. The emperor Shitian is extremely cunning. This man has many separation, strong and weak, and there are dark hands in all his separation."

"Once the separation is destroyed, the dark hand will trigger and basically tear up the murderer who killed him. This little guy is dangerous."

The Taoist in green shirt, who followed the old man slowly, frowned slightly at the moment when he saw that Zhuo Wen completely annihilated Yang Yi's head, and directly took one step ahead of the old man and swept towards Zhuo Wen.

"What? Damn it."

The old man's face also changed slightly. He stepped out hundreds of millions of kilometers away. Unfortunately, although they were fast, it was still too late.

Zhuo Wen stared at the old man and the Taoist priest, his eyes narrowed slightly. He didn't know the old man with messy hair, but he was no stranger to the Taoist behind the old man, because the Taoist priest was the Taoist who rode a green bull in the ancient rock when he understood the meaning of Taoism.

Especially when he saw the two people speeding up and coming, Zhuo Wen showed a wary look in his eyes. Although he had guessed the Taoist's identity, it doesn't mean that he can trust each other unconditionally.

"Little guy, go, you're dangerous!"

In the starry sky hundreds of millions of kilometers away, before the Taoist approached Zhuo Wen, the roaring sound had come, echoing in the ears of Zhuo Wen and Luoyan whale.

"Who are these two?"

At the moment, Mo Yan Wushang and Shi Ji on the Luoyan whale also noticed the old man and the Taoist priest. They were shocked by the Taoist priest's strength. What's more, they wondered what the Taoist said to Zhuo Wen.

Yang yimingming was killed by Zhuo Wen. Where will Zhuo Wen be in danger.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were stunned, but he soon recovered. He trembled all over, and the ominous feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Keng!

Zhuo Wen suddenly pulled out the iron sword, kicked his right foot, and the double meaning spread. The whole man turned around, then stepped forward with his right foot, and the whole man fell out, and his eyes fell behind.

In the rear, the blood mist formed by Yang Yi's head burst, suddenly wriggled, and then condensed a great and terrible figure.

This figure is illusory, but its breath is extremely terrible, far more than Yang Yi's breath before.

When the illusory figure appeared, Zhuo Wen's heart pounded, and then his whole body was stiff, as if frozen, and it was difficult to move at all.

This man looks like the middle of the year, with a high bun on his head, a red vertical mark in the center of his eyebrows, and an unspeakable sense of authority on his body.

"Yes, it's commendable that a mere mole ant killed my part, but killing my part is not without cost."

The man's voice was a little hoarse. His voice seemed to have countless echoes, which echoed in Zhuo Wen's ears, and even affected his newly formed spirit.

As soon as the man's voice fell, Zhuo Wen involuntarily burst out a blood mist, and he wanted to resist, but he was bound by an invisible force, which was difficult to move.

"Emperor Shitian, you lost the bet. What do you mean? Don't stop?"

The old man and Taoist priest were still on the starry sky hundreds of millions of kilometers away. They watched Zhuo Wen burst out blood mist under the attack of emperor Shitian, and his face was very gloomy.

"I really lost, but it's just a mere mole of ants. Killing is killing. Do you have any opinions?"

The figure's eyes were indifferent. He ignored the old man and the Taoist priest at all. Instead, he bent his fingers with his right hand and flicked an invisible meaning, pointing directly at the heart of Zhuo Wenmei.

The meaning of the Dow is too terrible. Zhuo Wen watched the meaning of the stock index plunder, but he had no choice. He knew that if he was hit by the meaning of the Dow, he would die.

"Move..."

Under the crisis of life and death, Zhuo Wen roared. Suddenly, a double meaning emerged in his body, and a strong invisible ripple spread out, trying to resist the strong squeezing force emerging from the emperor's release of the sky.

But the double meaning was so reluctantly resisted that Zhuo Wen couldn't even draw his sword.

"Move..."

Zhuo Wen held the sword handle tightly in his right hand, and his veins burst. He stared at the sky and looked down at his huge virtual shadow.

He has thoroughly understood that Yang Yi is just a small part of the virtual shadow. The real Yang Yi is the guy named emperor Shitian in front of him.

"Just for a game of so-called gambling, you play Tiankai star and countless creatures in Tiankai continent between your hands, and treat countless creatures as grass mustard. No matter what you exist, you have to pay a price if you want to kill me Zhuo Wen."

Zhuo Wen's eyes were red. He stared coldly at emperor Shi Tian and the old man and Taoist coming from the stars in the distance.

From the words of Taoist and Emperor Shitian, he almost guessed the beginning and end of the matter.

Yang Yi had said before that everything was just a gamble, and countless creatures of tiankaixing were just victims of the gamble, and he finally knew that it was the emperor Shitian and the Taoist.

He remembered the meeting with Yang Yi at the beginning, and the meeting with this Taoist when the ancient rock understood the meaning of Taoism. He knew that the meeting with them was not a coincidence, but deliberately arranged.

Emperor Shitian smiled coldly and said, "it's just a planet. If it's not for the reason of eating, we don't pay attention to a planet."

"We can bet on your heavenly armor star and the creatures in it. We already look up to you. Even if you die, you mole ants should be honored."

Whoosh!

The meaning reached Zhuo Wen's eyebrows in an instant, but when the meaning was about to sink into Zhuo Wen's spirit, the meaning collapsed, and a more terrible and powerful ripple force swept out of Zhuo Wen's spirit.

"My God! This son's Tao meaning has increased. He has reached the triple Tao meaning."

The old man came with wide eyes and exclaimed in disbelief. He stared at Zhuo Wen, but soon showed his joy.

He knew that Zhuo Wen had just reached the dual meaning. It was not long before he made a breakthrough again and reached the triple meaning under the crisis of life and death.

In such a short time, he has continuously broken through the meaning of Tao for the first time. In other words, he has never seen anyone who can continuously understand the meaning of dual Tao and triple Tao in such a short time.

Even the Taoist, who had always been calm, showed a fiery look in his eyes.

"In your eyes, the creatures in Tiankai continent are mole ants, but in my eyes, Tiankai continent is my hometown. The creatures come from the same source with me, including my family, friends and brothers..."

"Although mole ants are small, they can bite you back. The end is just a death!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes were as plain as water, and the triple meaning suddenly sprang out. The ripple power around him suddenly increased countless times, and the terrible squeezing force released by Emperor Shi Tian immediately disappeared.

Bang, bang, bang!

At this moment, Zhuo Wen waved five swords continuously. At this moment, the five sword lights were magnified infinitely, and each sword light was like a touch of the sun rising.

Emperor Shitian's eyes narrowed slightly. Although he was surprised that Zhuo Wen suddenly broke through the triple meaning, he still didn't care much. With a wave of his right hand, he erased the five sword lights.

"The sixth sword..."

Zhuo Wen pulled out a sword again. The sword light of the sixth sword formed a crescent sword light that was more dazzling than the sun, cutting through the starry sky and covering up the light of countless stars in the starry sky.

Emperor Shitian's eyes were dignified. He pinched his right hand and grabbed the crescent sword light directly.

Bang!

But the sword light was not simple. Although emperor Shitian caught the sword light, a big wound was cut in the palm of his hand.

"Did you hurt me?"

Emperor Shi Tian stared at the palm of his hand. Obviously, he didn't expect the existence of mole ants. He could hurt him, but soon he showed his anger.

However, at the moment when Emperor Shi Tian was stunned, Zhuo Wen hard put the iron sword into the scabbard.

At the moment of the sixth sword, the side effects on him had appeared. His body was collapsing and countless cracks appeared, and the meridians in his body were blocked.

"Can you still produce the seventh sword?"

Zhuo Wen gently held the old scabbard with blood splashing five steps in his left hand. Zhan Bi only came out of the sixth sword, but the seventh sword never came out of the scabbard.

Because the sixth sword is already a sword at the cost of life. All the owners who have used the sixth sword are dead, and the seventh sword has never been pulled out.

But Zhuo Wen could really feel that the seventh sword in the five steps of blood splashing did exist.

He is already in the early days of the God of heaven and has a triple meaning. Although his life is passing after using the sixth sword, his vitality of the God of heaven is extremely exuberant and has not completely fallen.

But with the speed of life passing now, he knows that it will fall sooner or later.

Buzz!

The blood splashed five steps, trembling and buzzing, as if expecting Zhuo Wen to pull out the seventh sword.

"The seventh sword..."

Zhuo Wen murmured in his mouth as if in a dream. His trembling right hand suddenly became firm, and then pulled out a sword again. This sword is the only seventh sword.

In the countless years since the birth of blood splashing five steps, Zhuo Wen pulled out the seventh sword for the first time.

When the sword was pulled out, the iron sword was broken into powder inch by inch. A touch of very insignificant black sword light swept out quietly and reached the wound in the palm of emperor Shi Tianxu's right hand.

At the moment, Emperor Shitian Xuying was still staring at the wound in the palm in a daze. He didn't expect that Zhuo Wen could pull out a sword to attack, so he didn't care at all.

Pooh!

The black sword light sank into the wound. Then the palm of emperor Shitian's right hand burst into a blood mist, and the whole palm turned into nothingness