Chapter 3849

Zhuo Wen frowned slightly. His cheeks were a little ruddy. He was forced to resist the terrible heat wave just now. Unexpectedly, his breath was a little unstable.

The angry man looked down at Zhuo Wen, and his eyes were full of curiosity.

In his eyes, Zhuo Wen's breath is only the initial stage of emptiness.

In his eyes, such accomplishments are hardly worth mentioning.

In his opinion, the heat wave swept by him just now can destroy the human form and God.

But to his surprise, Zhuo Wen was not only intact and undocumented, but also didn't step back.

The angry man was very interested in Zhuo Wen.

As long as Zhuo Wen can respect him as the Lord, he will admit that this person is his servant and give him strength to use.

Of course, the angry man never thought Zhuo Wen would refuse him.

He is the weapon spirit of the fourth-order Star Soldier. In Zhongzhou, he is almost the highest level star soldier. Almost no one will refuse his slightly arrogant request.

You know, his previous holders, after knowing his request, did not hesitate to respect him as the Lord, and he gave them corresponding strong strength.

"I want all your strength!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes were calm and said faintly.

The angry man narrowed his eyes slowly, looked at Zhuo Wen coldly and said, "did you just say you want all my strength? Among so many holders, your appetite is the biggest. Unfortunately, you are my servant and are not qualified to dominate all my strength!"

Zhuo Wen looked at Gu Jing and said again, "if you become my servant, all your strength is mine!"

The angry man finally became serious, and his anger and killing intention rose in his eyes.

"Human beings, you really advance by an inch! What are you, a mole ant transformed from a virtual God, trying to dominate me? Even the strong in the divine domain, you should recognize me as the Lord in front of me!"

The angry man looked cold. He walked slowly. The extinguished mountain burned a blazing blood fire again, and he bathed in the blood fire and walked down the mountain step by step.

The whole wasteland seemed to tremble when it was crushed down by the terror.

Zhuo Wen's face changed slightly. The weapon spirit of the three fire real mirrors was too powerful, much stronger than that of the purple golden toad.

But his mind has entered the three fire true mirrors. Naturally, it is impossible to retreat like this. He wants to try whether the Taizi stone can accept the spirit.

Bang!

Zhuo Wen kicked out in one step, showed his Hongmeng body method, turned into a ghost purple shadow, and instantly appeared behind the angry man.

Boom!

Zhuo Wen blew out with a fist, and all the strength of Hongmeng's determination poured out. He saw that the virtual shadow of weapons was condensed in Zhuo Wen's fist and burst into the back heart of the angry man.

Bang!

But to Zhuo Wen's surprise, the angry man turned around at an incredible speed and then hit him with a backhand.

The two fists touch each other, exploding the terrible energy ripples, and sending out the roaring sound in the air.

Zhuo Wen snorted stiffly and flew out, spitting out a mouthful of fishy and sweet blood.

The angry man stepped back and looked at Zhuo Wen in surprise.

"Do you really change your cultivation accomplishments? It's really beyond my expectation that you have such a strong strength!"

"Unfortunately, your strength is still too weak. Do you want me to respect you? It's just wishful thinking! I think you'd better die here!"

The angry man pedaled his right foot on the mountain. After a while, the blood fire in the mountain condensed into a huge fire unicorn and roared out.

Zhuo Wen's body was still in mid air. He saw fire Qilin approaching quickly and his eyes showed a cruel color. Regardless of his injury, he forced Hongmeng's body method to escape fire Qilin's fatal blow.

But Huo Qilin's speed was no slower than him, and he followed him closely.

Zhuo Wen has suffered a serious injury. If he keeps running like this, his injury will worsen and his speed will slow down at that time.

Finally, he will be caught up by huoqilin. At that time, he will really be a place where there is no burial.

"Ten thousand swords cut!"

Zhuo Wen's eyes showed ruthlessness. He raised his eyebrows, paused for time, and rushed out with the intention of divine soul sword.

At this moment, he immediately released 10000 spirit sword ideas. The terrible sword ideas filled the sky, full of terrible destructive power, and could tear anything at any time.

Zhuo Wen has comprehended the ancient sword visualization to the last level, and his spirit has successfully reached the state of breaking the five changes in the sky.

And every spirit sword he released has the power to break the peak of five changes in the sky.

Ten thousand divine soul swords with the same power are extremely terrible. Even those who become stronger will be torn to pieces.

Bang bang!

Countless divine soul swords fell on fire Qilin, splashing countless sparks.

The Fire Kirin roared and burst out terrible blood fire, drowning the spirit and sword around him.

But there are too many meanings of divine soul sword, which can't be destroyed in a short time.

"Hum! I have some abilities!"

The angry man looked at the fire Qilin trapped by the spirit sword. With a cold hum, he stepped out and rushed straight to Zhuo Wen.

"Mole ants are mole ants after all. Die!"

The angry man's eyes were cold, without any emotion, and his fist fell on Zhuo Wen's chest.

Pooh!

His fist directly pierced Zhuo Wen's chest, and then he was stunned to find that Zhuo Wen clasped his right fist with both hands.

"Huh? Dying?"

The angry man frowned and wanted to draw out his right fist, but unexpectedly, Zhuo Wen held it tightly.

And the angry man also saw Zhuo Wen show a strange smile, and a bad feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

"Too word stone, give it to me!"

Zhuo Wen roared, and a purple light burst out in the center of his eyebrows. Then an ordinary stone swept out from the depths of his eyebrows and hit the angry man's head.

The angry man was unprepared and was hit directly by the Taizi stone. Then his face changed and became very frightened.

"Taigu Hongmeng stone? You... You actually..."

The angry man roared, mobilized all his strength and began to resist the power of Taizi stone.

But Zhuo Wen held his right fist so tightly that he couldn't exert his full strength at all.

"Mole ants, don't let me go!"

The angry man's face changed greatly. His right fist sprayed a terrible blood fire and planned to burn Zhuo Wen to ashes.

But to his surprise, although Zhuo Wen was much weaker than him, there was some higher-level power in his body, which barely blocked his blood fire attack.

In this way, the angry man was absorbed by Taizi stone inch by inch in Zhuo Wen's ironic eyes.

Bang!

When the angry man was completely absorbed by the Taizi stone, Zhuo Wen spit out a mouthful of blood, sprayed blood mist all over his body, and fell to the ground in a panic.

His left chest was pierced and a blood hole the size of a fist appeared. The blood flowed desperately.