Chapter 3365

"The purple star is so lucky that it has been inherited by the immortal bird. No wonder its strength is stronger than that of the general Tongtian Lord in the later stage!"

Jingshan looked at the figure of crape myrtle star king who disappeared in an instant, and her willow eyebrows frowned slightly.

The last escape skill performed by Ziwei Xingjun is too fast. It should be the most powerful escape skill in the inheritance of immortal birds. Jingshan has completely lost the trace of Ziwei Xingjun and is difficult to find.

"Forget it, the purple star ran away. It has no impact on my plan. As long as the Dragon text is left, it will be the greatest success!"

Jingshan looked at the Dharma array with a sneer and kept winding around the diffuse blood fog. In the blood fog, Zhuo Wen was trapped inside.

Jingshan is very confident that once the Dragon text is entangled by the blood mist, she will die without doubt. At that time, she will be the biggest stakeholder, and all Pangu's things will be hers.

Bang bang!

In the blood fog, Zhuo Wen's dark light constantly surged around him, forming a hierarchical scale like barrier to resist the invasion of the surrounding blood fog energy.

But the power of the blood fog was so terrible that the dark light of creation around Zhuo Wen kept shaking and became a little unreal.

Zhuo Wen knows that the Xuanguang of fortune can't last long.

At the moment, Zhuo Wen's face was very ugly. He didn't expect that Jingshan cheated him. The transmission array was a cover and a trap to lead him into.

However, what Zhuo Wen can't think of is whether the place where Pangu fell in Jingshan's words is true, or whether Jingshan is cheating him from beginning to end.

Bang!

While Zhuo Wen was thinking, the dark light of creation around him collapsed into countless light spots.

The terrible blood fog, with a strong smell of blood, suddenly drilled into Zhuo Wen's hole, which was intended to run through Zhuo Wen's whole person.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were dignified and began to run his energy to resist the terrible blood fog of the surrounding invasion.

Unfortunately, his actions are completely futile. These blood fog are like looking at flowers in the fog. It is very illusory. He can't defeat it at all.

Whenever he suddenly blew a punch, the blood fog in front of him dispersed like gravel, and then quickly drilled into Zhuo Wen's body, along the hole and into Zhuo Wen's body.

When the blood mist entered Zhuo Wen's body, Zhuo Wen felt that his Qi and blood were greatly affected, and his Qi and blood became not smooth, and the energy of the blood mist began to corrode his flesh, muscles, bones and viscera.

"Damn it, what the hell is this? It's actually corroding my flesh and blood..." Zhuo Wen muttered to himself with a cold sweat on his forehead.

The blood mist gave him the illusion of hitting the water. He had no place to borrow, which made Zhuo Wen helpless.

Although Zhuo Wen operated the power of sentence Mang in his body and quickly recovered the corroded flesh and blood.

But as the blood mist poured into the body, the number became larger and larger, and even the power of sentence mang began to weaken gradually.

While using the power of Jumang to resist the erosion of the surrounding blood fog, Zhuo Wen also used various means to break the blood fog barrier surrounding him.

Zhuo Wen even used Hou Yi's divine arrow, Yan Luo's Ghost Map and other cards, but he failed in the end.

Although he broke most of the blood fog, he was blocked back by the blood fog and fell short of success.

This made Zhuo Wen's face become extremely dignified.

He knew that with his current strength, it was still some time before he could break the blood fog.

"Damn it, I can't go on like this. I must be killed by these blood fog!"

Zhuo Wen's face was very ugly. He knew that with more and more blood mist pouring into his body, the recovery speed of his flesh would certainly be exceeded by the corrosion speed. At that time, his flesh would be corroded beyond recognition, and at that time, it was also the arrival of his death.

"With my current strength, it is still difficult to break the blood fog barrier! But if I can break through directly and with the super power of the eight star Pangu holy body, it should be possible to break the surrounding blood fog barrier!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes twinkled. He knew that at present, he had only one way to break through. He could conclude that he would break the blood fog barrier around him.

Just according to the current speed of blood mist invading his body, Zhuo Wen knows that he can't last three days. He doesn't know whether he can break through smoothly after fusing ancestral witches and insects in these three days.

Although he is only half a step away from the eight stars, the distance is as difficult as climbing into the sky.

"I can only have a try!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a resolute color. He took out the production and collection insects, regardless of the struggle of the production and collection insects, and integrated them into the flesh.

At the moment when the poisonous insects were integrated into the flesh, Zhuo Wen tried his best to run the energy of Pangu holy body and began to quickly absorb the energy of poisonous insects.

A cool feeling spread all over Zhuo Wen's body, making Zhuo Wen couldn't help roaring up to the sky. That feeling filled his whole body, and unexpectedly began to constantly transform his Pangu holy body.

The blazing crystal light erupted from Zhuo Wen's body. He was like a supreme Buddha, holy and flawless.

The energy of producing poisonous insects was so full that it began to shake Zhuo Wen's realm.

However, when Zhuo Wen summoned up his strength and began to attack the realm, he always felt that a thick barrier appeared in front of him, preventing him from going further.

Zhuo Wen knows that this is the necessary obstacle to the impact of the eight stars.

He didn't think much, but began to refine the energy of producing poisonous insects. He knew that as long as his energy was accumulated to a certain height, it would be natural to break through the barriers of the realm and advance smoothly.

Moreover, Zhuo Wen is preparing the remaining dark insects and strong and good insects just in case. If he still can't break through the barrier of the realm after the production of insects is completely refined, he will immediately integrate the two insects into the flesh.

In two days, the blood mist energy in Zhuo style became more and more terrible, and the outside world kept pouring blood mist into his body.

Zhuo Wen's internal organs have been completely corroded and empty.

Although Zhuo Wen looks intact, his internal organs are almost corroded.

This is also because Zhuo Wen has Pangu holy body. If other monks are surrounded by such terrible blood fog, they will die within an hour.

"Break it for me!"

Zhuo Wen roared. He finally refined the energy of producing poisonous insects and began to rush into the eight star realm.

Boom, boom!

In Zhuo Wen's body, there was a terrible roar like nine days of xuanlei. The smell of terror swept through, and unexpectedly burst the blood fog around.

Pooh!

Zhuo Wen vomited blood with a sudden mouthful, and the whole man's breath became very weak.

At the same time, the originally dispersed blood mist quickly flowed back into Zhuo Wen's body and began to corrode Zhuo Wen's flesh and bones.

This time, Zhuo Wen failed.

It was too difficult to impact the eight stars. Zhuo Wen took half a step and absorbed all the energy of an ancestral witch bug, but he also failed to impact.

Zhuo Wen made a quick decision and immediately integrated the prepared xuanming Gu insects and Qiang Liang Gu insects into his body.

He knew that time was running out for him.

If he doesn't break through the eight stars as soon as possible, he will fall here.