The tenth form of Daotian, from birth to death!
The special sword skill that can not break the body with a single move and is dedicated to killing the soul was created by Zhong Wen in order to deal with the evil consciousness of the Changsheng Sword.
At this moment, Zhong Wen's body contained both Lin Bei's and his souls. Under the power of this soul-killing sword, they were all injured immediately.
Under the contamination of the Chaos Bell and the Soul Seeds, Zhong Wen's own Soul had already become so weak that it could only be called a remnant soul, which was far less powerful than Lin Bei's soul.
But the strange thing is that he can lock blood, but Lin Bei cannot.
As a result, Lin Bei received this sword blow and his soul was truly hurt, but Zhong Wen was in pain but did not lose any blood.
"Zhong, Brother Zhong."
After slashing his sword at him, Cao Wei felt quite uneasy and couldn't help but asked cautiously, "Are you okay?"
“Very comfortable!”
Zhong Wen endured the pain and grinned, showing his teeth stained with blood, "Come again!"
"go through fire and water!"
Cao Wei was talented and intelligent, and when he saw his expression, he seemed to have vaguely guessed something in his heart, so he no longer hesitated, but decisively struck out with his sword.
"Hiss~"
After receiving this blow, Zhong Wen twitched in pain and his face spasmed. He couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air, but still gritted his teeth and said, "Do it again!"
Lin Bei screamed in his mind again, and the painful sound fell in Zhong Wen's ears, but it was like the sound of nature, and it turned into the motivation for him to persist.
"go through fire and water!"
"Come again!"
"go through fire and water!"
"Come again!"
One of them is willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer, and it goes over and over again, which is very enjoyable.
"Dang!"
After suffering repeated heavy losses, Lin Bei finally couldn't bear it anymore and decisively launched his killing move. The loud chimes of the Chaos Bell rang out in the palace of the world of consciousness.
Disturbed by the sound of the bell, Cao Wei's movements froze, and a look of confusion suddenly appeared on his face. He raised his sword high in the air, but he couldn't cut it down.
"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"
One bell after another kept impacting Cao Wei's soul, causing him to look bitter, hold his head in his hands, and completely lose the ability to fight.
Gan!
Zhong Wen's expression changed, and he was about to help, but his soul was contaminated, and he was at the end of his strength. He was so weak that he couldn't even lift his arms.
"Buzz!"
At the critical moment, eight bright lights suddenly flew from the distance, followed by a shocking sound of swords, splitting rocks and piercing the clouds, resounding throughout the sky.
I saw these eight spiritual lights arriving in a moment, each suspended in mid-air, and formed a circle around Cao Wei, firmly protecting him within it.
It turned out to be the eight peerless divine swords Liu Chu, Yu Sha, Qiong Fei, Ning Yu, Han Su, Xian Zao, Xuan Hua and Yin Su that Zhong Wen obtained from the Tianyan Sect.
The eight swords sounded in unison, and they actually competed with the bells of the Chaos Bell. Cao Wei's expression relaxed, and most of the pain on his face disappeared. Although he was still in poor condition, he had regained his ability to move.
This kid!
Can actually tame them!
Seeing these eight unruly swords actually taking the initiative to protect Cao Wei, Zhong Wen was surprised and happy. Only then did he realize that the "Master of the Sword Tomb" had somehow been recognized by the Eight Great and Ten Tribulations Divine Swords.
"go through fire and water!"
Cao Wei, who had regained his composure, had a sharp look in his eyes. Without any further hesitation, he shouted sharply and decisively struck out with two swords in the direction of Zhong Wen.
"ah!!!"
In his thoughts, Lin Bei's face turned pale, his mouth was bloody, and he let out a shrill wail. His face was full of humiliation and unwillingness. The hands holding Zhong Wen's neck finally loosened up weakly, and then he staggered. Disappear.
Did you run away?
A flash of light flashed in Zhong Wen's eyes. He glanced around for a moment and finally confirmed that Lin Bei's soul had fled and left his body completely, and then he collapsed helplessly.
He did not immediately speak out to stop Cao Wei, but allowed the other party to continue to use life and death, constantly slashing at his soul.
"enough."
After a long time, after confirming that the soul pollution left by Lin Bei had been eliminated, Zhong Wen spoke weakly with a hoarse voice.
"Zhong, Brother Zhong."
Cao Wei couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, stopped decisively, and wiped the sweat from his forehead. His whole body was exhausted, and his face was haggard. If someone didn't know about it, they might think that he was the one who was chopped off. " Who were we dealing with just now?"
"A dead man..."
Zhong Wen's body flashed with white light, and he sneered, "No, I should say a dead ghost."
"Dead ghost?" Cao Wei looked confused.
"Xiao Cao, I owe you this time."
Zhong Wen obviously had no intention of explaining. He just patted him heavily on the shoulder and said sincerely, "When this matter is settled, there will be a generous reward."
"Where there."
Cao Wei waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Brother Zhong has taught me so much. This trivial matter is nothing to worry about. I will never accept a generous reward or anything like that."
"To me, this is no small thing."
Zhong Wen turned his head to look in the direction of the palace, with a hint of ferocity flashing in his eyes, and said with a sneer, "You go back first, and I will come back to you after I finish settling the accounts with him."
After that, he patted Cao Wei on the shoulder again, then took a step forward, tens of thousands of miles away in an instant, and appeared in front of the palace gate in the blink of an eye.
Without the pollution of Lin Bei's soul, the power of the hell realm began to operate smoothly, and the originally weak soul was quickly filled up and restored to its peak state.
At this moment, Zhong Wen not only did not feel weak, but his energy and energy were stronger than before. He even vaguely felt that the connection between himself and the spiritual world was deeper and stronger than before, as if they were integrated and inseparable.
"boom!"
Full of anger and a clear purpose, he walked quickly and soon arrived at the innermost room, pushing the door open and entering.
The moment the front door was knocked open, overwhelming murderous intent spewed out, instantly causing the temperature of the entire room to drop a lot.
Yan Xiaoxiao, Shi Xiaolong, Lian Shen and Ye Tiange, who were sitting around the mahjong table, all raised their heads with surprise on their faces.
"What a blind bastard!"
The little kid looked unhappy, waved the "two tubes" in his hand, and cursed loudly, "Didn't you see that Grandpa Lotus God is about to fight..."
The words stopped abruptly midway through.
When he met Zhong Wen's ferocious eyes, he was so frightened that his spine trembled, his whole body swayed, and he almost fell off the chair.
For a brief moment, he wanted to slap himself twice in the face.
"Zhong Wen?"
Yan Xiaoxiao was also surprised, with a hint of concern and a hint of resentment in his eyes, "What's wrong with you? What happened?"
"You plan to get out on your own."
Zhong Wen did not answer, but looked around. He was not surprised to find that Lin Bei was not in the room. He took three steps at a time and came to the bookshelf of the "Xinhua Sutra Pavilion" and stared at the location of the Chaos Clock. , sneered again and again, "Or should I go and invite you in person?"
The Chaos Clock lay quietly in the "Chaos Artifact" column on the bookshelf, without giving him the slightest response.
The eyes of the four people present wandered between him and the bookshelf. Their eyes were confused and their expressions were complicated. They seemed to understand something, but they seemed to understand nothing.
"Do you feel like you're hiding in the Chaos Clock?"
Zhong Wen's face became more and more gloomy, and his voice was as cold as ice, "Is there nothing I can do about you? God!"
"Buzz!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly shone brightly. He stretched out his right arm, and the Tianque Sword shining with colorful light appeared in his palm. The loud sound of the sword echoed in the room, causing everyone's ears to buzz and their eardrums to burst.
"Dang!"
Then, he swung his sword out without hesitation and struck the Chaos Bell hard, causing an earth-shattering sound of gold and iron clashing.
The violent ringing of the bell made Yan Xiaoxiao and others change their expressions. They covered their ears and took several steps back, as if they had suffered great harm.
When the bell gradually dispersed, everyone looked at the bookshelf with lingering fear.
At this glance, Yan Xiaoxiao and others almost couldn't believe their eyes.
I saw a gap about half an inch deep on the surface of the Chaos Clock. On the other hand, the Tianque Sword still shone brightly and was intact as before. Its terrifying sharpness spanned the world.
The artifact of chaos was actually broken by the Tian Que Sword!
"Aren't you coming out yet?"
Seeing that Lin Bei still didn't show up, Zhong Wen frowned slightly, and the ferocious look in his eyes became more intense. He suddenly raised the sword high above his head, and the loud sword sound echoed everywhere again, "Wait until I dismember this broken bell." , let’s see where else you can hide.”
As soon as he finished speaking, one after another cold light came "whooshing" from outside the door, and merged into the Tianque Sword with lightning speed.
It was actually countless sharp swords with gleaming cold light!
Needless to say, he naturally summoned the more than one billion swords in the Sword Tomb, intending to once again condense the invincible Tianque Emperor Sword, completely cut the Chaos Bell into pieces, and send it back to chaos.
As more and more swords were added, the light on the surface of the Tianque Sword was no longer as dazzling as before, but the aura emitted by the sword became thicker, like a towering mountain, making people breathless.
"Okay, okay, why don't I come out?"
Just when the Tianque Emperor Sword was about to take shape, a figure suddenly stumbled in front of Zhong Wen. His face was pale, his head was sweating profusely, and he shouted loudly, "I'm really afraid of you!"
