Chapter 2430

Bang bang!

The front encirclement of the evil spirit army suddenly erupted into a terrible force, and then many evil spirits flew away like garbage.

Among the countless evil spirits flying, a floating figure in white jumped out suddenly, holding the king's sword in his right hand, surrounded by three divine swords and a huge meteor hammer.

These four artifacts are not mundane. They are thunder fire sword, blood fairy sword, nine Jue divine pattern sword and air killing meteor. They are all at the level of breaking the sky.

Four artifacts surround Zhuo Wen, forming a powerful defense against countless evil spirits wrapped around him.

Moreover, Zhuo Wen was even stronger. Holding the king's sword, he directly rushed into the evil spirit army. The king's sword was cut out very quickly. With its speed, he could only see the faint shadow of the king's sword.

Moreover, every time the king's sword is waved, it can instantly blow all the evil spirits around into powder. Under the king's sword, these evil spirits are even more fragile than tofu.

In this way, Zhuo Wen has a sword and shuttles among countless evil spirits. If he enters the uninhabited land, all evil spirits are basically under Zhuo Wen's king sword and can't support a sword.

As for the attacks of the evil spirits besieged around, Zhuo Wen ignored them at all. He had four times to break the defense of celestial artifacts. He basically didn't have to take the initiative to defend, just attack.

Therefore, the people were surprised to find such a scene. In the dense army of evil spirits, a figure in white went against the current, and all the evil spirits were killed and disappeared wherever they passed.

Zhuo Wen's bold behavior naturally caused the anger of countless evil spirits. Countless evil spirits jumped up one after another and besieged Zhuo Wen like a falling rain. The evil spirits nearby did not miss any gap and crowded Zhuo Wen in all directions.

For a moment, Zhuo Wen's pressure also became much greater. The four broken celestial artifacts were not airtight. When the number of evil spirits gathered was increasing, the defense was often blown out of the gap, and then the attack of evil spirits fell on Zhuo Wen.

But Zhuo Wen's body was soaked in the blood of the real dragon. Although the strength of the body was not as strong as that of the king, it also reached the degree of phagocytosis. Individual evil spirits attacked him, and Zhuo Wen didn't pay much attention to it.

"Although one person, I will go!"

Zhuo Wen smiled and killed countless evil spirits, and he also found that the dead spirit gathered in Wang Jianzhi became stronger and stronger, as if something woke up from the dead spirit.

At the end of the plain, many monks watched this scene, and their blood could not help being mobilized.

Especially when Zhuo Wen said that "although I am alone, I will go away", the monk's heart was full of guilt and blood surging that he had not experienced for a long time.

"Although one person, I will go!"

The leader of Jingyun murmured in a low voice. Although she closed her eyes slightly, her divine consciousness fell tightly on Zhuo Wen. Especially when she found that this weak figure poured into the heroic army of countless evil spirits, her heart was completely throbbed.

This is what kind of man can have such a mind and heart.

Yao Xiangjun looked at Zhuo Wen's figure in a daze. There was already fog in his beautiful eyes, and his mouth kept repeating Zhuo Wen's words.

I'm afraid these friars will never forget what happened today, because it's so unforgettable.

King Luocha's face was gloomy. He finally found something wrong.

His eyes were fixed on the king's sword in Zhuo Wen's hand, more precisely the gray energy covered on the surface of the king's sword.

"Dead gas..."

King Luocha finally recognized the true face of the gray energy and showed a shocking color.

He also knew that the energy of death Qi was very restrained. They were half dead creatures, but death Qi was very rare. Even death valley had never seen death Qi, but the young man in white had this strange energy in front of him.

"Die!"

King Luocha made a move. He knew that Zhuo Wen, who had a dead spirit, could not get him no matter how many evil spirits there were. Only he made a move.

Moreover, King Luocha was also worried that the energy of this dead spirit on Zhuo Wen would increase with the killing of evil spirits, and it would threaten him at that time.

You know, death is not only to restrain evil spirits, but also the king of Luocha.

Of course, now Zhuo Wen's death is not particularly strong and is not enough to threaten king Luocha, but as the death continues to become stronger, it will certainly threaten him, so King Luocha will never let this happen.

The huge palm of a mountain rushed down into the sky, slammed down heavily and hit Zhuo Wen in front of him.

The countless vigorous winds swept by the palm of the hand tore all the evil spirits within a hundred miles into powder.

Zhuo Wen felt the terrible vigorous wind, suddenly raised his head and looked at the nearer and nearer terrible palm. His elegant long hair soared towards the rear, but his eyes became very dignified.

Zhuo Wen tightened the king's sword with his right hand, jumped up, and cut it fiercely towards the palm of his hand.

Bang!

The huge palm and Wang Jian hit each other, and the surrounding thousands of miles of space collapsed. Even because the collision energy was too strong, the collapsed space was suffused with colorful strange colors.

Whoosh!

A figure suddenly flew backward, and the huge palm stopped in mid air and trembled violently.

Zhuo Wen twisted his waist violently. With the help of the power of his waist, he stopped steadily in the air. He looked at the huge palm in front of him and the owner of the palm, King Luocha.

Zhuo Wen wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth. He was not depressed because he was repulsed, but his eyes were brighter and brighter.

Just now, when his king's sword stood in the palm of King Luocha, he obviously felt that the dead king's sword did a lot of damage to the palm of King Luocha.

And it was just that the death on his king's sword was not strong enough. If it was stronger, Zhuo Wen was confident to cut off the palm of King Luocha.

King Luocha's face was a little ugly. He also found the huge wound in the palm of his hand. Although the injury was harmless to him, he knew that the injury was not the power of Zhuo Wen, but the power of death.

Thinking of this, King Luocha's intention to kill Zhuo Wen became more and more terrible.

"Die again!"

With a roar, King Luocha took out the huge bone sword behind him, fiercely cut through the void and blasted at Zhuo Wen.

The king of Luocha holding the bone sword is much stronger than before, and this blow is far more terrible than the previous palm.

The leader of Jingyun palace watched the king of Luocha pull out the bone sword. He said something in his heart, and his face became very pale.

At the beginning, she was forced by the bone sword of the king of Luocha to use a hundred flowers, which blocked the king of Luocha holding the bone sword and fled.

But she also suffered extremely serious injuries.

"Be careful, Zhuo Wen! This bone sword can't resist hard!"

Jingyun palace leader completely put down her reserve in her heart, and she shouted in the direction of Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen stood silently in place, but did not move for half a minute, and his appearance made Jingyun palace leader anxious.

And many monks in the same place were sweating for Zhuo Wen in their hearts.

"Bite the king!"

Zhuo Wen stood in the wind, his sleeve robe waved, and Zhuo Wen in black slowly appeared beside him.

Roar!

An earth shaking roar soared into the sky. Then Zhuo Wen in black changed into a huge King eating shape of tens of feet. The golden scales and armor spread all over the body, emitting a light like the scorching sun