Chapter 3611

The golden awn in the center of Zhuo Wen's eyebrows became more and more intense. Finally, Zhuo Wen roared, and the golden awn came out of the center of his eyebrows and turned into a golden sword.

Countless sword meanings swept away. It was so terrible that the whole Sanqing mountain was shaking.

Whoosh!

The golden divine sword was very fast. It just flashed away and rushed to Sanqing.

The dust in Sanqing's hand suddenly blew out. He just heard the sound of gold and iron, and his dust collapsed.

The golden sword was as powerful as bamboo, and in the twinkling of an eye, it burst into his eyebrows.

Pooh!

Sanqing vomited blood. His face changed greatly. He sat cross legged on the ground and began to mobilize the power of the soul in his body to stop the erosion of the golden sword.

"Master!"

Lianmeng reacts from his absence and hurriedly comes to Sanqing.

The little Taoist boy also changed his face and came with pity dream.

However, they had just approached Sanqing, and an arrogant force surged from Sanqing's body, shaking them upside down.

"Don't come here, you two..."

Sanqing closed his eyes and panted. After saying this, he said nothing, but his face was very ugly and the cold sweat on his forehead was secreted.

Pedal pedal!

The clear footsteps came slowly.

Zhuo Wen walked slowly up the steps and came to Sanqing.

The green haired corpse followed Zhuo Wen with a trace of disdain in his eyes and said sarcastically, "Taoist Sanqing, you really overestimate your strength! If you don't even know my master's strength, you dare to fight my master!"

Sanqing endured the pain of the spirit. He opened his eyes, looked up at Zhuo Wen and said in a deep voice: "Zhuo Wen, it seems that I underestimated you. I really didn't expect that your strength has reached such a level!"

Zhuo Wen looked at Sanqing silently, but he was quite surprised.

This time he used the spirit sword intention, not with all his strength, but only with 50% of his strength.

The spirit with 50% power and the spirit sword idea condensed out are about infinitely close to breaking the sky, but far stronger than the fifth decline peak. It is a power between the two realms.

Originally, Zhuo Wen thought that the spirit sword was enough to kill Sanqing.

But now it seems that the spirit of Sanqing is much stronger than he thought.

"Zhuo Wen, are you going to kill me now?" Sanqing took a deep breath, endured the pain and repressed his voice.

Zhuo Wen looked down at Sanqing and said faintly, "you want to kill me. I'm just fighting back!"

"However, I thought you would not bear my blow and fall directly! But I didn't expect that you were better than I thought."

Speaking of this, Zhuo Wen stretched out his hand and continued: "hand over the body of Dijiang!"

Sanqing's eyes twinkled, and finally he took out Dijiang's body with a long sigh.

When Dijiang's body appeared in the air, Zhuo Wen's sleeve robe rolled up, which involved him in the big world.

After finishing this, Zhuo Wen ignored Sanqing and went straight into the hall of Sanqing palace.

"Three days later, when Binghui comes, remember to inform me!"

Zhuo Wen's voice came faintly from the hall, and then the hall door closed directly.

Sanqing looked at the closed door and sighed, but his eyes were full of shock and complexity.

He is still ignorant. Zhuo Wen suddenly became so strong, which really surprised him.

"Master! Are you okay?"

Lianmeng and xiaodaotong got up again and came to a place closer to Sanqing.

Sanqing looked at Lianmeng and xiaodaotong with a wry smile and said, "that power was barely suppressed by me, but my spirit was seriously damaged. I'm afraid I can only play 30% of my power now!"

Lianmeng and xiaodaotong were so surprised that their pupils shrank, they just felt unbelievable.

They didn't expect that Sanqing was hurt so badly.

"Zhuo Wen, he... Has really become so strong?"

Lianmeng was silent for a moment and suddenly asked bitterly.

Sanqing sighed: "his cultivation is not high, but his spirit is extremely powerful. I guess his spirit has broken the sky. I'm afraid no one will be his opponent in this starry sky!"

Hearing the speech, Lianmeng's beautiful eyes lit up. She said, "master, doesn't that mean Zhuo Wen has the strength to fight with Binghui!"

"Three days later, Binghui really came to Sanqing street. Aren't we afraid?"

Sanqing shook his head and said, "impossible, I guess things will be worse!"

"After all, Zhuo Wen's cultivation is not high, but his spirit is strong! Think about it, Binghui is a strong person who breaks the sky, and his spirit must be at the level of breaking the sky. He is not afraid of Zhuo Wen at all."

"Coupled with his powerful terror, he has broken divine power. The divine soul is not afraid of Zhuo Wen, but the power can crush Zhuo Wen. If Zhuo Wen really matches Binghui, who do you think wins and who loses?"

Lianmeng and xiaodaotong looked at each other, and they all saw the sadness from their own eyes.

Sanqing's analysis is good. Zhuo Wen's strength is really strong, but it is only strong in the spirit.

For Bing Hui, who was originally a cultivation of breaking the heaven, Zhuo Wen's divine soul offensive will not have much advantage over the former.

But what they don't know is that Zhuo Wen's spirit is mysterious and powerful, which can't be compared with the spirit of ordinary strong people who break the sky.

"Let's go! Help me to the side hall!"

Sanqing struggled to get up and reluctantly went to the side hall with the help of Lianmeng and the Taoist boy.

The main hall has been occupied by Zhuo Wen. They dare not go in.

……

In the main hall, Zhuo Wen wanted to communicate the separation in the big world, let the separation go to the place where Dijiang and Xizi corpses were stored, let him extract the poisonous insects of the two corpses, and then integrate them into the flesh, so that Pangu holy body could finally evolve.

To tell the truth, Zhuo Wen didn't expect much from Pangu holy body.

From Sanqing's mouth, he knew that Pangu's holy body was full, and its strength was only comparable to that in the later stage of the fifth decline.

After all, in ancient times, his highest cultivation was infinitely close to breaking the sky, and he failed to break the sky in the end.

The Pangu holy body inherited from panyou can't surpass panyou when it reaches the strongest state of cultivation.

However, Zhuo Wen is full of expectations for Ben Zun.

After integrating the ancient Hongmeng stone, he knew that his future road would have infinite potential.

Especially when the self cultivation breaks through to breaking the heaven, he will practice the real Taigu Hongmeng formula. At that time, his cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds and his strength will change.

Of course, separation is not useless. At least in the future, his true self will really leave the disk to travel through the stars. Separation can stay in the disk to travel through the stars and guard the dragon family.

"My cultivation is already the peak of the third failure. I'm only half a step away from the fourth failure!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes twinkled. When he was promoted to the third place of decline, there was a terrible disaster such as Hanyin fire, which can hurt the fifth friar of decline.

Then his promotion to the fourth failure is not more terrible. Maybe even the person who gets stronger may be hurt.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen's eyes became hot.

In three days, ice glow will come here.

If he can practice to the fourth place in these three days, he can make use of the fourth place.

Maybe he can fight with Binghui and even blow it out without exposing the sky breaking artifact.

After all, that Binghui is too oppressed in this starry sky to give full play to the strength of breaking the sky. If his failure can hurt the breaking sky, then Binghui will be seriously damaged.