Chapter 3875

Zhuo Wen saw that the slovenly road spewed out thousands of golden mans in the human body, surrounding himself, and an unprecedented powerful momentum surged out.

It's like a sloppy way. The power accumulated in the human body completely burst out at this moment.

Then, Zhuo Wen felt that his body was pushed by a force and floated gently towards the rear.

And he can only helplessly watch himself get farther and farther away from the sloppy Taoist.

"Sect leader, your noble righteousness... Can't deal with Shi Shenhong..."

Zhuo Wen almost screamed. He wanted to stop the sloppy Taoist priest. He waved his hands in mid air as if he wanted to catch the sloppy Taoist priest back.

Unfortunately, everything is in vain.

He is too weak. Now he really has no strength to bind a chicken.

"Zhuo Wen... Leave here with daokong and Daojing. I'm old and live long enough! Hongmen's hope for the future lies in you!"

"I don't ask you to carry forward Hongmen. I just hope you can let Hongmen continue to exist. Even if you survive, you should also let Hongmen exist. You can't let Hongmen's inheritance break in my hand!"

"There are daokong and Daojing. You are older than both of them. You are their big brother. You must take good care of them and don't let them be wronged!"

The sloppy Taoist turned slowly. He looked at Zhuo Wen, and the tears in the corners of his eyes became more and more obvious.

Zhuo Wen silently looked at the untidy Taoist priest, the tears on the untidy Taoist priest's face, and the sadness in the untidy Taoist priest's eyes. His heart suddenly trembled.

His eyes reddened inexplicably, and he felt the will to die in the eyes of the untidy Taoist priest.

He knew that the sloppy Taoist planned to fight hard to win time for him, daokong and Daojing to escape.

"Hong Shenwu, do you want to stop me?"

Shi Shenhong looked at Hong Shenwu gloomily, and a mocking smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

The untidy Taoist's eyes were calm, and the golden awn surging out of his body became more and more intense.

"You will soon know whether I am a waste!"

Hong Shenwu's voice, like running thunder, resounded through heaven and earth, like Hong Zhong Da Lv.

Shi Shenhong's face changed. He felt an unprecedented sense of crisis in Hong Shenwu's voice.

Boom!

Suddenly, Hong Shenwu moved. If he didn't move, he would have shocked the world.

In the blink of an eye, Hong Shenwu appeared in front of Shi Shenhong. He saw his fists shoot out like electric flowers and smash Shi Shenhong with a golden awn all over the sky.

Shi Shenhong raises his gun and blasts out. After a while, he blows with Hong Shenwu's fist seal.

Shi Shenhong's face also changed. The absolute crushing scene in his fantasy did not appear at all.

Hong Shenwu's fist seal was as hard as gold and stone. It bombarded the magic gun and made a continuous clang sound.

Moreover, each impact was like a force of ten thousand forces, which brought great pressure to Shi Shenhong.

Shi Shenhong's face really changed. His heart was full of doubts. The noble righteousness of Hong Shenwu's cultivation not only suppressed the evil spirit, but also had no effect on the friars.

But now, Hong Shenwu is like reborn. He can turn Haoran righteousness into his own strength and suppress him.

Not far away, Zhuo Wen protected daokong and Daojing, and looked at Hong Shenwu in shock.

The power shown by Hong Shenwu at the moment is actually similar to his mighty Hongmeng divine power.

Because he felt the two forces of Haoran righteousness and Hongmeng breath in the power shown by Hong Shenwu at the moment.

Zhuo Wen remembered what he had seen in the secret room in the ruins of Hongmen. His eyes couldn't help getting complicated.

At first, he could not confirm the exact identity of Hong Shenwu. Now he can conclude that Hong Shenwu is the founder of Hongmen.

However, what Zhuo Wen doesn't understand is that Hong Shenwu has successfully integrated Haoran righteousness and Hongmeng breath into a new force.

And this new force not only has the effect of suppressing evil spirits, but also has a powerful role in defeating the enemy.

Then why didn't Hongshen Wudang use this new power to resist the friars who robbed Hongmen at the beginning?

Zhuo Wen suddenly remembered that the untidy Taoist pushed him away and looked at him. His heart trembled. He had an ominous premonition.

The reason why the slovenly Taoist delayed to use this new power is likely to have great restrictions on using this power.

Otherwise, the sloppy Taoist couldn't have used it earlier.

Boom, boom!

In the void, the sloppy Taoist priest and Shi Shenhong were constantly fighting together, and an extremely terrible energy ripple broke out.

Zhuo Wen took daokong and Daojing and could only look at all this silently in the distance.

"Ah! How could it be? Hong Shenwu, who are you? Why do you have such power?"

A scream came from mid air. Shi Shenhong's embarrassed figure fell from the sky.

Zhuo Wen looked intently and saw that the magic gun in Shi Shenhong's hand was broken in two, and his body was stained with blood.

Although Shi Shenhong has strong strength, he has experienced the war between Sikong Qiyu and Zhuo Wen and has been seriously injured.

Moreover, Hong Shenwu's strength is not only no worse than that of Shi Shenhong at his peak, but also stronger.

Boom!

When Shi Shenhong fell into the sky, a strong golden light suddenly appeared above the clouds.

Then, in the golden light, a figure appeared, fell quickly and caught up with Shi Shenhong.

This figure is a slovenly Taoist. His eyes are cold and ruthless. He silently looks at Shi Shenhong, blows out and hits Shi Shenhong on the chest.

"Hong Shenwu..."

Shi Shenhong roared up into the sky. His energy surged like a water pump operating to the limit, enveloping his body surface.

He knew there was no way to avoid, so he had to resist the blow.

Boom!

In mid air, the two figures touched each other, and then Zhuo Wen heard Shi Shenhong's scream.

He saw the figure of Shi Shenhong, quickly falling down, smashing into a valley and blasting out a huge pit.

Hong Shenwu hung in the air. His right hand turned over and a spirit ring appeared in the center of his palm.

He threw the ring at Zhuo Wen and said, "Zhuo Wen, this is Shi Shenhong's ring. There's something that belongs to you. Take it!"

Zhuo Wen subconsciously took the spirit ring and scanned it. He did find the three fire true mirror in it.

"Hong Shenwu, you forced me!"

Under the ground, in the deep pit, Shi Shenhong roared up to the sky, his eyes red and bloody.

His injury was too serious, but it couldn't resist the crazy anger in his heart.

He was completely angered, like a wounded beast, with a frightening howl.

Then Zhuo Wen saw Shi Shenhong take out a palm sized scroll from his arms.

With a Shua, Shi Shenhong opened the scroll and saw that the scroll was filled with complicated and mysterious lines.