Chapter 2096
"You... Why..."
Feeling the cold and stiffness of his whole body, the villain looked at Zhuo Wen angrily and couldn't help shouting sharply.
"Because I can't trust you!" Zhuo Wen said faintly.
The villain was furious and said, "Zhuo, I'm kind enough to help you. You still doubt me. Are you still human?"
Zhuo Wen sneered and said nothing. He just stared at the villain silently. His eyes became more and more indifferent. The latter's back was cold and his cold sweat stood upright.
The villain was silent and said coldly, "if you don't want to try your luck, there is another way, that is to mix your breath with Lord Luo's breath, and the two are mixed together. Then you don't need to absorb this breath into your body, just linger around your body and disguise it."
"But there are many flaws in this method. I just don't know whether Wang Jian will see through!"
Zhuo Wen looked at the villain coldly. He knew that the villain didn't say this method on purpose.
He guessed that inhaling the breath into his body would have some disadvantages, otherwise the villain wouldn't want him to use this method.
Zhuo Wen ignored the villain, but looked at the blue air mass in his hand, and then an empty right hand gradually raised a mass of white gas, which was the breath extracted by Zhuo Wen from himself.
Then, Zhuo Wen crossed his hands together, and the white and blue air masses began to rotate towards each other. The speed slowly accelerated, and finally merged into one.
The two kinds of breath were mixed together. Zhuo Wen found that in the mixed air mass, his breath began to assimilate with the breath of naluo God, and then the two breath were constantly neutralized.
When the neutralization of the breath is close to balance, Zhuo Wen combines the new breath into a mass of gauze clothes, covering the body surface.
Then he touched the king's sword with his right hand.
Although Wang Jian was forcibly suppressed by Zhuo Wen, the soul of Wang Jian was arrogant. He didn't pay attention to Zhuo Wen at all. He was rebellious. Zhuo Wen wanted to recognize the Lord of Wang Jian, which was wishful thinking.
But now it's different. Zhuo Wen's body is mixed with the breath of Luo God, which makes Wang Jian's soul feel a familiar feeling. It can feel that this is the breath of the master's blood in those years.
Buzzing, buzzing!
Wang Jian made a mournful sound of the sword, which was swept and suspended in front of Zhuo Wen, and then continued to rotate around Zhuo Wen, as if whispering his grievances.
Zhuo Wen reached out and gently stroked Wang Jian. The latter didn't refuse, which made Zhuo Wen happy.
Before that, he also wanted to touch the king's sword. Every time, he almost cut off his arm. Later, he left it bland.
Seeing that Wang Jian no longer contradicted himself, Zhuo Wen became bold and began to try to refine the Wang Jian.
Maybe he felt Zhuo Wen's intention. Wang Jian struggled slightly, but after feeling the breath of Luo God, Wang Jian hesitated again and again, but he didn't resist.
Zhuo Wen was overjoyed and quickly increased his strength to thoroughly refine Wang Jian.
In this hall, Zhuo Wen sat for three days and three nights.
Three days later, Zhuo Wen suddenly opened his eyes, and the rusty king sword turned into a streamer around Zhuo Wen, showing great intimacy and cleverness.
Zhuo wenmu looked at the king's sword in front of him with joy. The corners of his mouth tilted slightly and said to himself, "finally, the king's sword has been completely refined, and the art of defending the sword" thousand sword rain "has been thoroughly understood at the moment when the king's sword has been successfully refined. It's incredible."
Zhuo Wen was excited when he put away the king's sword. At the moment when he refined the king's sword, he could clearly feel the more than 9000 ancient swords inserted upside down in the ancient sword tomb far away from the site of Luoshen palace.
Even Zhuo Wen can mobilize more than 9000 ancient swords if he wants to.
However, the site of Luoshen palace is completely closed now. Even if he can mobilize more than 9000 ancient swords, it is useless.
Put away the ice lotus. Zhuo Wen looked at the villain and said, "now help me kill Yao Xiong and Diling, otherwise if I die, the blood of the heavenly way will be taken away by those two people. I can't guarantee whether they will let you go at that time."
The villain moved his lower limbs and said, "don't worry. I know a lot more about some things than you. That's why I want to cooperate with you. But you should pay attention to Yao Xiong. He's a very hidden guy."
Zhuo Wen nodded and followed the villain to leave here.
He has the blood of heaven in his hand. He can only lead the rebellious and martyrs by the nose. He is not afraid that these guys will do him any harm unless the rebellious holds the idea of dying together.
Among the ruins of Luoshen palace, most of them are broken walls and some remaining arrays.
Suddenly, at the end of an aisle, there was a rather rapid sound of footsteps, followed by two tall bodies.
"Brother Yao, we seem to have lost him?" Emperor Ling narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly.
Yao Xiong shook his head and said with a mysterious smile, "Zhuo Wen is very cunning. In fact, we didn't lose him."
With that, Yao Xiong took out a palm sized jar from his body. Then he broke the jar. After a while, a terrible dense dark green mist gushed from the inside of the jar.
The dark green fog diffused very fast, and the whole aisle was filled with dark green fog in an instant.
The fog is very strange. Wherever you pass by, it will be corroded by it, and the smell is very bad, which makes people vomit.
"Brother Di, take this pill. This is the antidote to the poisonous fog. If you don't take it in advance, I'm afraid you will be poisoned."
Yao Xiong took out a green pill and handed it to the Emperor Ling around him.
The Emperor Ling took the pill, his eyes twinkled, showing hesitation, and finally swallowed it.
When the pill was lowered, Emperor Ling immediately found that all the discomfort had disappeared. He knew that the antidote should have played a lot of roles.
"The poisonous fog is so strong that I don't believe how long Zhuo Wen can last?" the emperor's spirit looked coldly.
It has been five or six days since Yao Xiong and Diling entered the ruins of Luoshen palace. They searched here for a long time, but they didn't find any clues about the blood of heaven, or even some other treasures.
They once suspected that Zhuo Wen might have got the things in the ruins, so they tried their best to find Zhuo Wen in the ruins.
Two or three hours ago, they met Zhuo Wen in the corridor. However, Zhuo Wen was quick in his eyes and hands. Before they got close, they had fled to the depths of the corridor, very fast.
What made them gnash their teeth was that Zhuo Wen seemed to be very familiar with the ruins. In the winding corridor, he disappeared in an instant.
In order to expose his Zhuo Wen, Yao Xiong plans to use extreme methods, that is, the poisonous fog just released.
This poisonous fog is amazing. Once a monk is poisoned by the poisonous fog, he will not die immediately, but will be paralyzed and lie motionless on the ground.
With the passage of time, the toxicity will become stronger and stronger. Eventually, it will go deep into the monk's body and corrode the virtual overpass in the monk's body.
Moreover, the diffusibility of the poisonous fog is excellent. Although the corridor is deep, with the characteristics of the poisonous fog, it can cover the corridor and tens of thousands of meters deep in the corridor.
In Yao Xiong's guess, the corridor is up to 10000 meters long and may come to an end. At that time, Zhuo Wen will have nothing to do in the face of the poisonous fog. He can only sit and wait to die and be found by the two of them.
Following the poisonous fog, the two men went deep very quickly.
The corridor extends in all directions, and there are more than ten branches hundreds of meters ahead.
"Let's look separately!" the Emperor Ling suddenly suggested.
Yao Xiong thought for a moment and nodded. He didn't refuse Emperor Ling's proposal.
They each chose two aisles and quickly disappeared into the aisles.
After they entered their respective aisles, two figures came behind the aisles.
One of them was a young man dressed in black robes and haunted by magic fog; Another person is very strange. His whole body is transparent and can see the dense blood vessels in the depths of his body.
"Two people separated, which one are you going to deal with first?" the villain looked at Zhuo Wen in black and said in a deep voice.
"Kill the emperor spirit first. This guy is lucky. The selected aisle is just the aisle where I went in."
With a grin, Zhuo Wen took the villain down the corridor into which the Emperor Ling entered.
The traitor followed Zhuo Wen closely with more than a dozen martyrs.
Although the martyrs move slowly, their combat power is extremely strong. Especially under the control of the rebels, the strength of the martyrs becomes more terrible.
"I hope my luck is better than Yao Xiong. If I meet Zhuo Wen earlier, I can get the blood of heaven earlier and leave the Luoshen Palace site immediately."
In the corridor, the emperor spirit flew quickly and thought of Yao Xiong's magical means. The emperor spirit was very afraid.
Although the cultivation of Emperor Ling is above Yao Xiong, Emperor Ling knows that Yao Xiong has more cards than he does. Once he stands up, Emperor Ling is not confident that he is Yao Xiong's opponent.
In the heart of Emperor Ling, Yao Xiong is too mysterious.
"Hmm? It's over so soon?"
The Emperor Ling suddenly stopped, his eyes fell on the blocked rock wall in front, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.
But when he saw a figure lying obliquely in front of the rock wall, his eyebrows stretched out completely and even laughed.
"Ha ha! It seems that God is helping me. I ran into Zhuo Wen in an aisle I chose casually."
The figure lying obliquely on the ground is Zhuo Wenzun in white.
At the moment, Zhuo Wenzun's face was green and blue, and his whole body twitched. It was obvious that he was deeply poisoned.
Feeling the cold and stiffness of his whole body, the villain looked at Zhuo Wen angrily and couldn't help shouting sharply.
"Because I can't trust you!" Zhuo Wen said faintly.
The villain was furious and said, "Zhuo, I'm kind enough to help you. You still doubt me. Are you still human?"
Zhuo Wen sneered and said nothing. He just stared at the villain silently. His eyes became more and more indifferent. The latter's back was cold and his cold sweat stood upright.
The villain was silent and said coldly, "if you don't want to try your luck, there is another way, that is to mix your breath with Lord Luo's breath, and the two are mixed together. Then you don't need to absorb this breath into your body, just linger around your body and disguise it."
"But there are many flaws in this method. I just don't know whether Wang Jian will see through!"
Zhuo Wen looked at the villain coldly. He knew that the villain didn't say this method on purpose.
He guessed that inhaling the breath into his body would have some disadvantages, otherwise the villain wouldn't want him to use this method.
Zhuo Wen ignored the villain, but looked at the blue air mass in his hand, and then an empty right hand gradually raised a mass of white gas, which was the breath extracted by Zhuo Wen from himself.
Then, Zhuo Wen crossed his hands together, and the white and blue air masses began to rotate towards each other. The speed slowly accelerated, and finally merged into one.
The two kinds of breath were mixed together. Zhuo Wen found that in the mixed air mass, his breath began to assimilate with the breath of naluo God, and then the two breath were constantly neutralized.
When the neutralization of the breath is close to balance, Zhuo Wen combines the new breath into a mass of gauze clothes, covering the body surface.
Then he touched the king's sword with his right hand.
Although Wang Jian was forcibly suppressed by Zhuo Wen, the soul of Wang Jian was arrogant. He didn't pay attention to Zhuo Wen at all. He was rebellious. Zhuo Wen wanted to recognize the Lord of Wang Jian, which was wishful thinking.
But now it's different. Zhuo Wen's body is mixed with the breath of Luo God, which makes Wang Jian's soul feel a familiar feeling. It can feel that this is the breath of the master's blood in those years.
Buzzing, buzzing!
Wang Jian made a mournful sound of the sword, which was swept and suspended in front of Zhuo Wen, and then continued to rotate around Zhuo Wen, as if whispering his grievances.
Zhuo Wen reached out and gently stroked Wang Jian. The latter didn't refuse, which made Zhuo Wen happy.
Before that, he also wanted to touch the king's sword. Every time, he almost cut off his arm. Later, he left it bland.
Seeing that Wang Jian no longer contradicted himself, Zhuo Wen became bold and began to try to refine the Wang Jian.
Maybe he felt Zhuo Wen's intention. Wang Jian struggled slightly, but after feeling the breath of Luo God, Wang Jian hesitated again and again, but he didn't resist.
Zhuo Wen was overjoyed and quickly increased his strength to thoroughly refine Wang Jian.
In this hall, Zhuo Wen sat for three days and three nights.
Three days later, Zhuo Wen suddenly opened his eyes, and the rusty king sword turned into a streamer around Zhuo Wen, showing great intimacy and cleverness.
Zhuo wenmu looked at the king's sword in front of him with joy. The corners of his mouth tilted slightly and said to himself, "finally, the king's sword has been completely refined, and the art of defending the sword" thousand sword rain "has been thoroughly understood at the moment when the king's sword has been successfully refined. It's incredible."
Zhuo Wen was excited when he put away the king's sword. At the moment when he refined the king's sword, he could clearly feel the more than 9000 ancient swords inserted upside down in the ancient sword tomb far away from the site of Luoshen palace.
Even Zhuo Wen can mobilize more than 9000 ancient swords if he wants to.
However, the site of Luoshen palace is completely closed now. Even if he can mobilize more than 9000 ancient swords, it is useless.
Put away the ice lotus. Zhuo Wen looked at the villain and said, "now help me kill Yao Xiong and Diling, otherwise if I die, the blood of the heavenly way will be taken away by those two people. I can't guarantee whether they will let you go at that time."
The villain moved his lower limbs and said, "don't worry. I know a lot more about some things than you. That's why I want to cooperate with you. But you should pay attention to Yao Xiong. He's a very hidden guy."
Zhuo Wen nodded and followed the villain to leave here.
He has the blood of heaven in his hand. He can only lead the rebellious and martyrs by the nose. He is not afraid that these guys will do him any harm unless the rebellious holds the idea of dying together.
Among the ruins of Luoshen palace, most of them are broken walls and some remaining arrays.
Suddenly, at the end of an aisle, there was a rather rapid sound of footsteps, followed by two tall bodies.
"Brother Yao, we seem to have lost him?" Emperor Ling narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly.
Yao Xiong shook his head and said with a mysterious smile, "Zhuo Wen is very cunning. In fact, we didn't lose him."
With that, Yao Xiong took out a palm sized jar from his body. Then he broke the jar. After a while, a terrible dense dark green mist gushed from the inside of the jar.
The dark green fog diffused very fast, and the whole aisle was filled with dark green fog in an instant.
The fog is very strange. Wherever you pass by, it will be corroded by it, and the smell is very bad, which makes people vomit.
"Brother Di, take this pill. This is the antidote to the poisonous fog. If you don't take it in advance, I'm afraid you will be poisoned."
Yao Xiong took out a green pill and handed it to the Emperor Ling around him.
The Emperor Ling took the pill, his eyes twinkled, showing hesitation, and finally swallowed it.
When the pill was lowered, Emperor Ling immediately found that all the discomfort had disappeared. He knew that the antidote should have played a lot of roles.
"The poisonous fog is so strong that I don't believe how long Zhuo Wen can last?" the emperor's spirit looked coldly.
It has been five or six days since Yao Xiong and Diling entered the ruins of Luoshen palace. They searched here for a long time, but they didn't find any clues about the blood of heaven, or even some other treasures.
They once suspected that Zhuo Wen might have got the things in the ruins, so they tried their best to find Zhuo Wen in the ruins.
Two or three hours ago, they met Zhuo Wen in the corridor. However, Zhuo Wen was quick in his eyes and hands. Before they got close, they had fled to the depths of the corridor, very fast.
What made them gnash their teeth was that Zhuo Wen seemed to be very familiar with the ruins. In the winding corridor, he disappeared in an instant.
In order to expose his Zhuo Wen, Yao Xiong plans to use extreme methods, that is, the poisonous fog just released.
This poisonous fog is amazing. Once a monk is poisoned by the poisonous fog, he will not die immediately, but will be paralyzed and lie motionless on the ground.
With the passage of time, the toxicity will become stronger and stronger. Eventually, it will go deep into the monk's body and corrode the virtual overpass in the monk's body.
Moreover, the diffusibility of the poisonous fog is excellent. Although the corridor is deep, with the characteristics of the poisonous fog, it can cover the corridor and tens of thousands of meters deep in the corridor.
In Yao Xiong's guess, the corridor is up to 10000 meters long and may come to an end. At that time, Zhuo Wen will have nothing to do in the face of the poisonous fog. He can only sit and wait to die and be found by the two of them.
Following the poisonous fog, the two men went deep very quickly.
The corridor extends in all directions, and there are more than ten branches hundreds of meters ahead.
"Let's look separately!" the Emperor Ling suddenly suggested.
Yao Xiong thought for a moment and nodded. He didn't refuse Emperor Ling's proposal.
They each chose two aisles and quickly disappeared into the aisles.
After they entered their respective aisles, two figures came behind the aisles.
One of them was a young man dressed in black robes and haunted by magic fog; Another person is very strange. His whole body is transparent and can see the dense blood vessels in the depths of his body.
"Two people separated, which one are you going to deal with first?" the villain looked at Zhuo Wen in black and said in a deep voice.
"Kill the emperor spirit first. This guy is lucky. The selected aisle is just the aisle where I went in."
With a grin, Zhuo Wen took the villain down the corridor into which the Emperor Ling entered.
The traitor followed Zhuo Wen closely with more than a dozen martyrs.
Although the martyrs move slowly, their combat power is extremely strong. Especially under the control of the rebels, the strength of the martyrs becomes more terrible.
"I hope my luck is better than Yao Xiong. If I meet Zhuo Wen earlier, I can get the blood of heaven earlier and leave the Luoshen Palace site immediately."
In the corridor, the emperor spirit flew quickly and thought of Yao Xiong's magical means. The emperor spirit was very afraid.
Although the cultivation of Emperor Ling is above Yao Xiong, Emperor Ling knows that Yao Xiong has more cards than he does. Once he stands up, Emperor Ling is not confident that he is Yao Xiong's opponent.
In the heart of Emperor Ling, Yao Xiong is too mysterious.
"Hmm? It's over so soon?"
The Emperor Ling suddenly stopped, his eyes fell on the blocked rock wall in front, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.
But when he saw a figure lying obliquely in front of the rock wall, his eyebrows stretched out completely and even laughed.
"Ha ha! It seems that God is helping me. I ran into Zhuo Wen in an aisle I chose casually."
The figure lying obliquely on the ground is Zhuo Wenzun in white.
At the moment, Zhuo Wenzun's face was green and blue, and his whole body twitched. It was obvious that he was deeply poisoned.
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