Chapter 3618

Although Binghui cultivation is the second change of breaking the sky, it is extremely rare to have a first-order artifact of breaking the sky.

If the ice evil king didn't read his meritorious deeds and gave him Ice Armor, he still didn't have a sky breaking artifact.

The ice armor is just an artifact to break the sky.

But Zhuo Wen, who has been despised by him, has a second-order defense artifact. How can he not be surprised.

"This son must die! He must take what he has!"

Bing Hui's eyes flickered, showing blazing greed.

But soon, greed was replaced by fear, because more and more destructive red lotus in the black hole poured down like a torrential rain.

Then, Binghui began to make a more miserable scream.

Inside the golden coffin, Zhuo Wen sat quietly cross legged. Although the coffin kept shaking, he didn't move like a mountain.

Zhuo Wen is constantly adjusting his state, and his mind is also constantly paying attention to the external ice Hui.

When he saw Binghui being destroyed and Honglian crying, his heart was cold.

The destruction of Honglian is really terrible. If he faced it directly, it would be better for Binghui to fall directly.

The destruction of red lotus lasted only one incense, and finally gradually decreased, and finally disappeared completely.

The black hole in the sky, in constant creep, dissipates slowly.

Obviously, the disaster is finally over.

On the top of Sanqing mountain, the square in front of Sanqing palace has long been beyond recognition, and Sanqing palace has become ruins.

On the ground, there are two huge pits.

In one of the pits was a golden coffin, lying quietly; In another deep pit, Binghui was bleeding all over, curled up in the pit and didn't move.

Bang!

Among the ruins at the edge of the Sanqing palace, the green haired corpse climbed out hard. His eyes were frightened and he crept to the ruins of the square.

He went straight to the golden coffin, knocked on the coffin and whispered, "master, are you okay?"

As soon as the green hair mummy had finished, the lid of the golden coffin opened with a creak, which made the green hair mummy sit on the ground.

"Master!"

However, the green hair mummy soon recognized the golden coffin, and the figure coming out was Zhuo Wen.

At the moment, Zhuo Wen's eyes were bright and full of terror.

He has passed the fourth decline, and has completely advanced to the fourth decline. The whole person seems to have changed completely.

Now, if he fights with Binghui again, he can fight with Binghui without the help of the power of decline.

Zhuo Wen jumped out of the pit and came to another pit.

However, when he reached the edge of the pit, a sharp knife Qi swept out of the pit.

Then a hiltless ice skate swept out, disappeared before his eyes in the blink of an eye, then appeared in the back of his head behind him and cut it off.

Zhuo Wen suddenly turned around with a cold hum and blew out his fist. The purple gas erupted all over his body, and his black hair turned into purple hair in the twinkling of an eye and dropped to his waist.

Keng!

The ice skate collided with Zhuo Wen's fist and broke in the blink of an eye.

When the ice skate broke, a dark shadow suddenly swept out of the pit and appeared behind Zhuo Wen.

"Zhuo Wen, die!"

This shadow is Binghui. His eyes are murderous. He holds a long cold ice gun in his hand and stabs Zhuo Wen in the back of the head.

"Fate kills time and space!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold and used his only self created magic power to kill fate in time and space.

In a short time, a long purple River surged out of the void behind him, sweeping Binghui into the whole person in the twinkling of an eye.

In the Purple River, Binghui has the illusion that his destiny is held, an invisible force, as if it were fluctuating the string of his destiny.

But soon, Bing Hui woke up. With a sharp wave of his long gun, the purple river suddenly collapsed, and he also swept out of the purple river.

Zhuo Wen, on the other hand, has already distanced himself from Binghui in this short moment.

"The power of fate killing time and space can't keep up with my strength!"

Zhuo Wen sighed at the Purple River being easily broken by ice.

His strength has improved too fast. Fate and space-time killing was one of his cards at the beginning, but now it's not enough.

Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on Binghui and found that the latter was extremely embarrassed. The ice armor on his body was broken, bleeding, and his breath became much listless.

"Zhuo Wen, I underestimate you. I didn't expect you to have the second-order artifact of breaking the sky! You are only an indigenous creature. How can you have such artifact!" Bing Hui was slightly panting.

Zhuo Wen grinned and said, "I think you'd better go underground and ask Lord Yan about this!"

With that, Zhuo Wen stepped out, didn't hide his strength, broke out and rushed to Binghui.

Bing Hui's face changed slightly. His injury was too serious, his strength decreased a lot, and his life-saving ice armor was also seriously damaged.

But Zhuo Wen has just been promoted, and his strength has reached an unprecedented peak. He is gradually retreating.

Boom!

Zhuo Wen's offensive came in the blink of an eye. Bing Hui was helpless and had to fight hard.

The goose feather heavy snow is still falling, but the heavy snow is not as fierce as at the beginning, and gradually begins to decrease.

Pooh!

Two figures touched each other in the heavy snow, and soon a figure flew upside down and hit the snow heavily.

"Too weak! Binghui, you have become so weak. It's really not fun!"

Zhuo Wen landed on his feet, didn't stop at all, and swept to Binghui again.

Binghui kneads the formula with both hands and condenses two cold ice long guns, but they are broken by Zhuo Wenyi's boxing.

Click!

Zhuo Wen's right fist suddenly fell vertically and hit Binghui heavily. There was a circular energy ripple in the air. Binghui was pierced by his fist and nailed to the ground.

"I'm not reconciled! You mole ant, if I hadn't been limited by the star sky and my cultivation could only play the fifth decline peak, I would have crushed you with one finger!"

Binghui obviously reached the point where the oil ran out and the lamp dried up. His eyes stared round and stared at Zhuo Wen, unwilling to roar.

"If I have the same realm as you and fight you in the chaotic starry sky, I can crush you with one finger!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes are cold and full of killing intention. He inherits from the Taigu Hongmeng formula. He is powerful and no one can match. In the same realm, he is the only one who kills others.

"Zhuo Wen, I'm a disciple of the ice evil king of the strange ghost clan. You can't kill me! Kill me, you'll die!"

Bing Hui felt the killing intention in Zhuo Wen's eyes. Finally, he was afraid. He shouted and moved out of the ice Shawang behind him.

"Even if you are a disciple of the heavenly king Lao Tzu, I will kill you! Since you provoked me first, don't blame me for killing you!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes were indifferent. His right hand became a sword finger and suddenly fell into the center of Binghui's eyebrows.

At the same time, Zhuo Wen's eyebrow heart condensed one soul sword after another, and poured into the depths of Binghui's eyebrow along his sword finger.

Nine divine soul swords rushed into the spirit of Binghui and began to destroy wantonly.

Binghui screamed, his whole body convulsed and twitched, his seven orifices were bleeding, and his eyes were staring.

Pooh!

Zhuo Wen blasted Binghui's head. Finally, Binghui's scream stopped abruptly.

"The snow stopped..."

The green haired corpse behind Zhuo Wen found that the fierce goose feather snow stopped completely at the moment, and the whole Sanqing mountain became very quiet.

Zhuo Wen put away Binghui's ring, stood up, popped up a divine fire and burned Binghui to ashes.

"Master, where are you going?"

Seeing Zhuo Wen walking towards the mountain gate, green hair asked in surprise.

"Go to Honghuang street and kill some people who should be killed!"

Zhuo Wen's indifferent voice sounded, containing a terrible killing intention.