At this critical moment, Zhong Wen finally stopped holding back and decisively activated the Star Spirit Art, maximizing the energy of the five Star Spirit gems in the lake of consciousness.
This is...the Protoss Gem!
Feeling the vast aura released by the young man in white in front of him, the faceless man trembled all over, and his heart was filled with fear. It was like a mouse meeting a cat, and for a moment he couldn't muster the will to resist.
This person is invincible!
Run, must run!
The faceless man seemed to have received a warning from his soul, and no longer had any ambition to compete for dominance. He subconsciously turned his head and ran in the other direction, no longer caring about Qi Miao and the white light group.
However, after running a few steps, he suddenly felt anger rising in his heart, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Zhong Wen. He felt that this person was extremely annoying, and he wanted to punch his face to pieces.
He couldn't bear to move his feet anymore.
Judging from the nymphomaniacal expressions of the girls around him, Zhong Wen undoubtedly once again used the amazing skill of Fortune Zhong Shenxiu, which can break even the shackles of the soul.
After hesitating for several breaths, the faceless man finally couldn't hold back anymore and rushed forward, punching Zhong Wen who was shining with the holy light.
"puff!"
However, with a crisp sound, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and all his strength seemed to be taken away instantly. His right arm hung limply. The enemy was clearly close at hand, but that punch could not be punched out no matter what.
Looking down, he saw that Zhong Wen's right hand had inserted into his chest at some point.
The faceless man's perverted defense, which even the Chaos Realm could not easily break through, was easily penetrated by him with one palm. It was as if it were made of paper and failed to offer any resistance.
When Zhong Wen took out his right hand, there was already a shining gem in his palm, filled with a holy aura.
"Another one."
Feeling the pure aura emanating from the gems, Zhong Wen nodded with satisfaction. He was very fond of strange creatures like faceless men and said with a smile, "Do you have any other faceless men colleagues? Please introduce a few more."
"
After all, who doesn’t love a treasure-giving boy?
The moment the gem left his body, the faceless man's head and limbs drooped, as if he had lost his soul. Then his whole body fell straight down, hit the ground with a bang, and turned his back to the sky, never moving again.
His originally blank face gradually showed facial features, and he turned out to be a rather handsome-looking middle-aged man.
"Star Spirit Technique! Star Spirit Gem!"
Just when the gem was taken away by the "Xinhua Sutra Pavilion", Qi Miao's exclamation suddenly came from the white light behind him, "It turns out to be you!"
I don't know what kind of mystery is contained in this white light group. Not only can it realize spatial movement, but Zhong Wen's creation Zhong Shenxiu has been greatly weakened, and it actually failed to make Qi Miao have the urge to fight back.
"how?"
Zhong Wen turned around, stared at the strange white light, smiled faintly and said, "Do you recognize me?"
"Are you the boy in white from Tongling Sea?"
Qi Miao's voice came again, insubstantial, but could be clearly heard in the ears, "After Mr. Helian came back, he publicized your affairs a lot. Even the Faceless Man was able to instigate rebellion. It's no wonder that mother and son are in trouble.
I won’t knock you down.”
"Helian? Is it that old guy?"
Zhong Wen was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, with a look of ridicule on his face, "Be it him or you, Goddess Mountain's ability to escape, apart from anything else, is truly top-notch."
"Old Helian is right about what he said. Every extra day you live in this world is a great threat to Goddess Mountain."
Qi Miao laughed strangely and said, "Don't worry, it won't be long before the Holy Lady and the three chief elders will take action. You will feel better by then. Just wash your neck and wait. We will see you later!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the white light group began to shrink rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Come when you want and leave when you want? How can it be so cheap!"
Zhong Wen suddenly sneered, raised the long sword in his hand, and relying on the effect of the Star Spirit Technique to still be there, he stabbed out at the location of the light ball, "The ninth form of Daotian, the Tao method is natural!"
An indescribable terrifying sword intent soared into the sky, swept across all directions, and smashed into the white light mass with the force of destroying the world.
"Puff puff!"
Wounds suddenly appeared on his body one after another, densely packed and of different lengths. With Zhong Wen's physical strength at this time, it was obvious that he still could not withstand the backlash caused by the most powerful sword in the world. No one was hurt, first.
He hurt himself, and the bright red blood instantly splashed into the sky, falling like rain.
"ah!!!"
Immediately afterwards, Qi Miao's extremely miserable scream suddenly came from the white light group.
Zhong Wen's sword seemed to have traveled through space, directly inflicting heavy damage to Qi Miao on the other side of the light group.
"You brat, this isn't over yet!"
After a while, Qi Miao's breathless and weak voice came from the light ball again, "Just wait for me!"
Before he finished speaking, the white light group finally closed completely and disappeared completely, revealing the blue sky behind it again, as if it had never appeared before.
"cut!"
After sensing carefully for a moment, but unable to detect the other person's presence anymore, Zhong Wen frowned, smacked his lips in great displeasure and said, "Are you not dead?"
He was actually very dissatisfied for not being able to kill a great master of the Chaos Realm with one sword.
"Bad, bad guy."
At this time, a soft and waxy voice suddenly came from below, "Are you okay?"
Zhong Wen looked down and saw Ilia's pretty face full of concern.
"Girl, I'm sorry."
He grinned and smiled at the blond girl, "I couldn't avenge the old man, take revenge."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly swayed, then his feet softened, and he fell directly from the air, hitting the ground hard with a loud "bang" sound.
"Bad guy!"
"Zhong Wen!"
"Brother Chef!"
"Boss!"
"Master!"
In the haziness, he seemed to hear many people calling him, but the pain and extreme weakness all over his body made him exhausted. He couldn't even open his eyes and just wanted to sleep until the end of the world.
This is what he thought and what he did.
As a result, under the anxious gazes of the girls and Fatty, Zhong Wen's vision went dark, and he soon lost consciousness completely.
The entire ruins immediately fell into chaos. Only Bailechuan's burly body remained standing on the spot, motionless, with a cruel and ferocious light shining in his eyes, and a soft "roar" sound coming from his mouth, like a lurking head.
Jungle, ferocious beasts waiting for their opportunity...
…
"Wow!"
In a remote cave in the wilderness, Master Fenkong, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, suddenly trembled, opened his mouth and spat out a bloody arrow, which hit the cave wall in front of him hard.
Surprisingly, the blood spitting out of his mouth was actually black!
"Master!"
Monk Yanru was shocked and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
"Yanru, you can't become a teacher."
Master Fenkong, who once had a resolute temperament, is now sallow and skinny, with a thick ominous black air lingering between his eyebrows. He is completely different from the high-spirited and violent monk before. "The methods of Bishop Black Coffin are too sinister and weird."
, even the fire of Nirvana cannot cure it. In my current condition, I am afraid I will not survive more than three days."
"What!"
Yan Ru's handsome face was pale, and his lips had no color at all. Under the extreme grief and shock, tears fell uncontrollably from his eyes, "Master, you..."
"Cry your ass!"
Master Fenkong had a straight face and scolded sternly, "What kind of behavior does a grown man have?"
"If there is anything that a disciple can do, please ask the master for instructions."
Yanru Divine Monk was well aware of his character, so he quickly wiped the corners of his eyes and said sincerely, "As long as I can cure your injury, even if you let me die now, my disciple will never have any complaints."
"Exchange your own life for your apprentice's life?"
Master Fenkong trembled all over, his expression softened a bit unconsciously, and he laughed and said, "It's not possible, and it's not necessary. I have been practicing Buddhism for tens of thousands of years, and I have long taken life and death lightly."
"Master..."
Hearing the meaning of parting in his mouth, Yan Ru Shen Monk became more and more nervous, "Is there really no other way?"
"If I could help it, I would still be here to fight with you!"
Master Fenkong glared at him, then shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are in the sky, everything is determined, don't force it, if you still miss our master and disciple, then make it up for me.
A wish."
"Master, please speak."
Tears welled up in Yanru's eyes again, and he choked with sobs and replied, "My disciple will not give up even if he dies!"
"I was late in awakening to the practice of cultivation. Although I have acquired the supreme magical skill, I cannot exert the true power of the eight karmic fires."
Master Fenkong wiped the corners of his mouth and said unhurriedly, "Although the four of you have good qualifications, after all, you are still a little bit behind, and you are not enough to fully inherit my mantle."
"The disciple is stupid."
Yanru Divine Monk drooped his head, his face full of guilt, "Master, please forgive me."
"If you die, you will die. It would be a pity if the mantle cannot be passed on."
Master Fenkong waved his hand and said, "It was fine in the past, but now that I have finally met such a genius, how can I miss it?"
While he was speaking, his eyes had already fallen on a little novice monk who was curled up on the ground not far away.
A young novice monk named Liu Tiedan.
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