Chapter 3641

In Zhuo Wen's divine soul, nine divine soul swords are quietly suspended.

Originally, there was nothing strange about this, but it was strange that there was a cyan flame attached to the surface of the nine soul swords.

The blue flame leaped on the surface of the sword idea, forming a green lotus blooming one after another.

Zhuo Wen can feel that his spirit has indeed degenerated and evolved again. Now it is very powerful.

But what he never thought was that the spirit sword idea had also changed.

This divine soul sword means the fire of green lotus on the surface. He can feel its power is absolutely extraordinary.

"Try your power!"

Zhuo Wen stood up, his heart moved, and he entered the big world.

With the continuous improvement of Zhuo Wen's strength, the big world is becoming more and more perfect, and the barriers of the big world are becoming more and more solid.

Moreover, Hongmeng Jue is also extremely magical. Every time he cultivates Hongmeng Jue, this skill can independently communicate with the big world and use the energy improved by Hongmeng Jue to transform the big world.

It is precisely because of this cumulative effect that the big world has changed a lot and is much stronger than before. Moreover, the strength of its world barriers is no less than the strength of the boundary of Zhuo Wen's disk in the starry sky.

Moreover, Zhuo Wen believes that with his cultivation becoming stronger and stronger, his big world will only become more and more perfect. He looks forward to what the big world will look like when he reaches the peak?

Zhuo Wen came to a desert area. He fell on a very weathered boulder. He sat cross legged and pointed the sword in his right hand at the center of his eyebrows.

In the center of his eyebrows, there was a fiery golden awn, and there was a green awn in the golden awn.

Whoosh!

The terrible sword came out from the center of his eyebrows, and a divine sword flew out.

The divine sword is golden, and strangely, the surface of its sword body is pleasantly touched by a trace of green lotus flame.

Bang!

The divine sword jumped up to the sky, stirred the clouds in the sky, then rushed down, and finally the sword tip was inserted into the land in the middle of the wasteland.

In this way, the divine sword was inserted into the wasteland.

Then, a terrible sword spirit suddenly spread from the divine sword. Along with the sword spirit, the green lotus flame, like the tide, spread in a ring.

In an instant, the whole wasteland was covered by the fire cage of green lotus and turned into a sea of fire.

Zhuo Wen clearly felt that the whole world was shaking, and the vast wasteland wrapped in the sea of fire was sinking.

The wasteland was burned out of a huge pit by fire, and the huge pit was still forming at a very fast speed and spreading to the depths of the earth, as if to burn through the land.

With a wave of Zhuo Wen's sleeve robe, the divine sword inserted in the center of the wasteland flew upside down and returned to his divine soul.

The surrounding green lotus fire, after the divine sword disappeared, like losing the backbone, collapsed one after another.

Zhuo Wen suspended in the sky and looked down at the area where the green lotus fire disappeared. What he saw was no longer a desert, but an unimaginable abyss.

The abyss is too deep to see the bottom, as if it had no end.

"What a terrible power!"

Zhuo Wen took a breath. You know, the spirit sword idea he just released is just 10% power.

It was thought that the spirit sword will not cause much movement.

But unexpectedly, the movement it makes is far beyond Zhuo Wen's imagination.

If you use the power of ten percent of the spirit, Zhuo Wen even doubts whether his big world can withstand the green lotus flame from hell.

Perhaps, the complete green lotus flame can burn the whole world into nothingness in an instant.

"The complete form of this move must not be displayed in the starry sky!"

Zhuo Wen took a deep breath, which calmed the complex emotions in his heart.

Now the spirit sword idea is really terrible. If he really does his best, he is afraid that he will destroy his disk wandering in the starry sky.

However, he also knew that the spirit sword intention exerted by 10% of the power of the spirit was enough to wipe out any creatures below the sky.

Even the friars in the early days of breaking the sky have to resist it hard.

"Later, divide the spirit sword idea into ten layers! If you don't have to, you can't use ten layers of sword idea!"

Zhuo Wen muttered to himself that in the ten layers of sword meaning, each layer of sword meaning corresponds to the power of a god soul.

For example, a layer of sword meaning is the spirit sword meaning condensed by Zhuo Wen with the power of 10% spirit. The power is the worst.

The ten layer sword idea is naturally the spirit sword idea condensed by the power of the spirit. It is also one of Zhuo Wen's strongest means at the moment.

After leaving the big world, Zhuo Wen was summoned by long Xiaotian. It is said that something that has weakened the robbery has been found on Sanqing street and has been sent to long's house now.

"Since it was sent from Sanqing street, it should probably be genuine!"

Zhuo Wen thought for a moment, then opened the door and went to the reception hall.

During these five or six years, Zhuo Wen basically guarded the dragon's house, and after his notice spread to all corners of the starry sky, the dragon's house became lively.

Every day, many monks rush to the dragon's house to declare that they have found something to weaken the plunder.

However, the things received by the dragon family were basically fake, and all of them were returned.

Later, after many monks closed the door, they became indifferent to the notice of the dragon family, and fewer people came to the dragon family to seek credit, and finally returned to normal.

When Zhuo Wen came to the reception hall, he saw a young man standing quietly with a brocade box in his hand.

Long Xiaotian stood not far from the man and was whispering something with the man in green shirt.

Zhuo Wen's arrival also attracted their attention.

"Wen'er! You're coming! Talk first. I have something else to do, so I'll go first!"

Long Xiaotian patted Zhuo Wen on the shoulder and left the reception hall.

"Are you from Sanqing palace?"

Zhuo Wen looked at the man in front of him. He was wearing the Taoist clothes of Sanqing palace, but he had never seen him.

"Chen Zong, the villain, is a disciple who the master has just accepted!" Chen Zong said respectfully.

However, Zhuo Wen noticed that Chen Zong looked at him with a trace of enthusiasm and worship.

Zhuo Wen has already seen this expression. People of the dragon family and many human friars look at him like this.

After all, after he defeated Binghui, the whole starry sky was rumored about his story, but the more it was spread, the more outrageous it became.

Zhuo Wen has become the myth of the starry sky and the uncrowned king in everyone's heart.

"Well, you've been here this hard time!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the brocade box in Chen Zong's hands.

"Oh! I almost forgot. The master told me to hand it to Lord Zhuo!"

Chen Zong hurriedly handed the brocade box to Zhuo Wen, looking solemn like a handover ceremony.

Zhuo Wen was speechless about Chen Zong's serious appearance.

Opening the brocade box, Zhuo Wen saw a painted black stone lying quietly in the brocade box.

The shape of the stone is irregular, but it is very black, darker than the night.