Chapter 2887

Boom!

In the secluded stone chamber, there was a thunder like sound. I saw that the breath on the Buddha was like an erupting volcano, which became more and more terrible. It exploded at the peak.

Above my head, there was a terrible threat of heaven. It was like an unprecedented towering mountain falling down and hitting my head. It was very shocking.

I opened my eyes and looked a little pale, but there was a burst of excitement in my eyes.

He can clearly feel that the power in his body is changing, sublimating and changing.

He knew that he was about to break through.

The terrible Tianwei turned into a terrible storm, and then turned into a substantive force. It swept through, showing shocking visions, enveloping Zhuo Wen as a whole.

Zhuo Wen retreated to the corner of the stone chamber with ghost plume. He didn't intervene in the breakthrough of the Buddha. After all, this breakthrough is generally difficult to intervene. Otherwise, it will lead to unpredictable consequences.

Xiao Hei, with his blood fairy sword and death sacrifice sword, fell beside him and looked at the breaking Buddha with dignified eyes.

During the period when Zhuo Wen absorbed the original dead flower to break through, the three little black guys gained a lot.

These three guys almost took all the precious ore materials decorated around the stone chamber for their own use. Although they could not compare with Zhuo Wen, they also gained a lot.

Boom, boom!

I saw that the vision of the manifestation of the way of heaven became more and more terrible, and all rolled on the Buddha.

With indifferent eyes, I stood up and evolved "Tu Dao Ba Shu" in one move. My whole body turned into a terrorist weapon, like a combat machine, and defeated one vision after another.

Finally, when Zhuo Wen defeated the last vision, the surrounding Tianwei disappeared, and Zhuo Wenzun was black and blue and bleeding.

However, my breath is much bigger than at the beginning. Like a peerless God of war, standing there straight, there is an unimaginable smell of terror pouring out.

"I'm finally promoted to the master of mystery! What a powerful force. My strength is much stronger than the general master of mystery. I'm afraid it can be comparable to the eternal master."

Zhuo Wen felt the mighty power surging in his body, and his eyes were surprised.

The ghost plume, which was carried by the separated right hand, looked at the original statue in front of him with dull eyes.

After knowing that Zhuo Wen's strength was so terrible, ghost Ling naturally subconsciously thought that Zhuo Wen's apparent destiny Lord was just a hidden cultivation, and his real cultivation was probably at least half the creator.

Now, after I broke through to the mystery master, ghost Ling knew that he had misunderstood. Zhuo Wen's mother was indeed the Lord of heaven.

Ghost Ling looked at Zhuo Wen incredulously. He really couldn't think of it. This guy was just the destiny Lord before. Why can he be so powerful.

Ghost Ling's eyes were very complex. He couldn't help thinking of the ordinary wooden bow Zhuo Wen defeated him before. He had a feeling that the origin of the humble wooden bow was very unusual.

Because when he was pierced by the divine arrow shot by Zhuo Wen, he felt that the divine arrow was just an ordinary creation level divine arrow. In terms of power, it was worse than ordinary creation level artifacts.

However, such an ordinary divine arrow could penetrate his defense artifact and penetrate his body, and he almost died on the spot.

"Is that the wooden bow on this guy?"

Ghost Ling thought of something and looked shocked, but more confused.

Because he had seen that thing tens of thousands of years ago, he silently compared it with the wooden bow on Zhuo Wen and found that there was still a big difference between them.

The most important thing is that Zhuo Wen's wooden bow smell is completely different from that thing. He's not sure.

After my breakthrough, I was integrated with my separation. Immediately Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the ghost plume in his hand.

Feeling the eyes projected by Zhuo Wen, ghost Ling's scalp was numb and dared not look at Zhuo Wen.

After experiencing the horror of Zhuo Wen, ghost Ling is afraid of Zhuo Wen.

"Ghost Ling, I have something to ask you!" Zhuo Wen pondered for a moment and suddenly asked.

The ghost feather lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "what's the matter?"

"Do you know there are other ways to leave the underground chamber besides the two destroyed transmission arrays?"

Zhuo Wen picked up the ghost feather collar and looked directly at the ghost feather.

Ghost Ling looked very unnatural. He said in a deep voice: "you also know that the underground secret room is completely closed. There is basically no other way to enter the underground secret room except the transmission array."

"And don't try to get through the underground secret room and leave the shijueyin corpse sect through the underground, because around the underground secret room, the sect leader has already set up a terror array. Once you want to leave from the underground, it's easy to trigger the prohibition, which will disturb the whole sect door."

Zhuo Wen was silent. He still looked at ghost Ling and said with a grin: "ghost Ling, I still can't believe you. I still believe in myself..."

Ghost Ling's eyes were frightened. He knew what Zhuo Wen was going to do. He hurriedly said, "brother Zhuo, don't mess around. I just remembered that there seems to be another channel in the underground secret room."

Zhuo Wen smiled playfully at the corners of his mouth and looked at the ghost plume quietly, as if he were looking at a clown.

Ghost Ling also saw the meaning of Zhuo Wen's eyes, and a trace of humiliation flashed in his eyes.

"Say it!"

Zhuo Wen threw the ghost feather on the ground at will and said faintly.

The ghost feather was seriously injured and his accomplishments were imprisoned by Zhuo Wen. Now he is basically like a mortal. Zhuo Wen has no strength to bind a chicken. Zhuo Wen is not worried about any small moves of the ghost feather.

The ghost Ling sighed in his heart and said, "when the underground secret room was built, he had a secret passage to the underground secret room."

"Moreover, the passage is very deep. Coupled with the existence of the inner earth power, the monk's power is greatly reduced when he enters the passage. It will take at least three days to get out of the passage."

Zhuo Wen's eyes were gloomy. He lifted the ghost feather and threw it to the ground. He said coldly: "you didn't say such an important thing in advance? Are you silently expecting an expert in the sect to save you through that channel?"

"Now show me where the passage entrance is!"

Ghost Ling was knocked unconscious, but he didn't dare to say anything. He quickly stood up and showed Zhuo Wen the way in front.

He knows very well that he can't say anything now. One more word may make the angry Zhuo Wen kill him.