Chapter 1623
Originally, he paid attention to the stone crack on the blood tripod. His pupils shrank involuntarily. Just at the moment when Zang Feng shot, his attention was on that shot.
With his cultivation, he naturally noticed that Zang Feng's gun didn't leave his hand at all. This gun was enough to kill any Saint below the holy land of Yangtian.
Originally, from Shi crack's point of view, the guy named Mu Zhuo's cultivation is nothing more than a broken mysterious holy land. Under this gun, he will die. Even if Mu Zhuo has extraordinary strength and can kill Biaofei, he still doesn't think this son can live under this gun.
But in fact, Sheng Sheng slapped him. With accurate calculation and keen feeling, Mu Zhuo found out the weakness of the black giant gun and blew the black giant gun off the track with his own strength.
Although the strength of Mu Zhuo was not seen by Shi crack, Shi crack was impressed by Mu Zhuo's keen feeling, accurate calculation and super fighting consciousness.
Shi crack knows that Mu Zhuo's cultivation is too low. If his cultivation is the same as him, Shi crack knows that this son is definitely a very strong opponent with Mu Zhuo's fighting consciousness.
Whoosh!
A dark shadow came and fell on the side of the black giant gun inserted upside down on the ground. With a sudden probe of his right hand, he held the handle of the black giant gun.
Zang Feng pulled out the black giant gun. He stared coldly at Zhuo Wen in the distance, but he was surprised. He didn't expect that the last shot was escaped by this son.
"This son has a strong fighting consciousness, but he is very strange. I can't recognize him at all."
Sitting on a high position, Xue Hentian stared at Zhuo Wen like a torch. He didn't pay attention to Zhuo Wen's cultivation in the broken mysterious holy land.
But the scene just now was so amazing that even Xue Hentian couldn't help showing his amazing color.
On the elevated seats, many guests also talked about the origin of Muzhuo. Of course, the conclusion is that the origin of Muzhuo is mysterious.
"You... Very well. You dare to kill Biao Fei in front of me. Don't you pay attention to me completely?"
Zang Feng's eyes were red and looked very strange. He walked towards Zhuo Wen step by step. A momentum like volcanic eruption erupted from his body.
This momentum was terrible, and the pressure in the surrounding bloody storm seemed to be dissipated by this momentum.
"Hehe, brother Xuejiang, you are so bold that you dare to kill Biaofei in front of the manager. This is a contempt for the manager!" Qingcang said in a dark and sunny way.
The blood devil frowned slightly and bowed his hand in the direction of Zang Feng. Lang said: "manager, brother Mu is my helper, and he is a newcomer to the blood refining house. It's understandable that he doesn't know some rules of the blood refining house. I hope the manager has a large number of people and can spare brother Mu this time."
The blood devil's words did not leak, but also left a lot of face for Zang Feng. Moreover, he said that Zhuo Wen was a newcomer, so the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers. All this is understandable.
However, Zang Feng glanced coldly at the blood devil and said indifferently, "if there are no rules, there is no place! Just now, our manager has reminded Mu Zhuo not to kill a general. This son not only turned a deaf ear, but even killed Biaofei in front of our manager. This is a provocation to our manager, the head of the house and even the blood refining house."
"If you don't get rid of this son today, what's the prestige of the Xuelian mansion in the future?"
Speaking of this, Zang Feng kept walking towards Zhuo Wen step by step, and his momentum climbed with each step.
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly. He saw that the yellow of his fingertips turned into twelve Yellow Springs again, lingering around him.
This Tibetan Feng is very strong, and the holy land brings him great pressure. Zhuo Wen knows that with his strength, he is not the opponent of this Tibetan Feng at all, unless Dacheng holy body is recruited.
"It seems that Zang Feng won't stop. It seems that he can only integrate the outer incarnation of Dacheng holy body into his own body."
Zhuo Wen sighed and moved his mind, which was to awaken the Dacheng holy body that was still refining the slurry of gold thunder quenching body in the Canglong hall and integrate it with the noumenon.
However, before he summoned the Dacheng holy body, Xue Hentian, the house master who had been sitting in a high position, suddenly stood up.
Seeing Xue Hentian condescending and overlooking the people below, he suddenly said, "Zang Feng, stop! Since Mu Zhuo is a newcomer and doesn't understand the rules, don't hinder the journey of the first level!"
Tibetan Feng's body was shaped. He turned his head and looked at the blood hate sky on the high position. He also looked at the alert Zhuo Wen not far away. His eyes showed that he was unwilling. Finally, he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "master, subordinates know!"
After finishing his words, Zang Feng looked at Zhuo Wen and jumped away from the bloody storm.
"There's still half a column of incense before the blood storm disappears. Hold on!" Zang fenglang said after leaving the blood storm.
Since the house leader Xue Hentian came forward, Zang Feng naturally wouldn't say more, while other generals were busy after hearing that there was only half a column of incense left, and continued to walk towards the blood storm center with their helpers.
Of course, after Biaofei's incident, no one dared to provoke Mu Zhuo again.
After all, this guy dares to kill the ruthless man who has a general in front of Zang Feng, and his strength is also extraordinary. Although he is a broken mysterious holy land, he can survive under the shot of Zang Feng. His strength can not be underestimated.
Zhuo Wen looked strangely at the blood Hentian who suddenly appeared and said that Zang Feng should be the most loyal subordinate of blood Hentian.
Since xuehentian had given the commander-in-chief dispute to Zang Feng before, it can be seen that xuehentian's trust in Zang Feng also shows that he should not intervene in the commander-in-chief dispute.
But now, this blood Hentian has come forward for a man with no background, which makes Zhuo Wen quite strange.
However, Zhuo Wen soon noticed the blood devil in the center of the blood storm. He saw the blood devil's eyes, if not, looking at the high blood hate day.
Although this eye is very common, it is very unusual in Zhuo Wen's eyes.
"It seems that the blood devil has something to do with this blood Hentian, and the reason why blood Hentian came forward for me should be the reason of this blood devil."
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen became more and more afraid of the blood devil. He knew that there was a force behind the blood devil. This force was either related to blood Hentian or powerful enough to make blood Hentian afraid.
Therefore, xuehentian will sell blood demons such a face.
From these clues, Zhuo Wen immediately guessed that the blood devil was not interested in being the general of the blood refining house. I'm afraid his purpose was the opportunity to enter the blood refining God pool in the battle of commander-in-chief.
After thinking through all this, Zhuo Wen's eyes calmed down. He knew that if his guess was really right, his life was very safe in the battle of commander, because the blood devil would never let him have an accident.
Of course, if the battle over the commander is over, the blood devil may not care about his life and death. At that time, he may be in some danger. After all, if he offended the manager of Xuelian mansion, Zang Feng will not stop.
However, Zhuo Wen is not afraid. He knows very well that once his Dacheng holy body completely refines the golden thunder quenching body slurry, the holy body will climb to another height. At that time, even against the heaven holy situation, he may not kill him.
Of course, if he can successfully help the blood devil win the position of commander this time, he will be able to enter the blood refining God pool.
At that time, if he breaks through to the cloudy Holy Land in one fell swoop, his strength will advance by leaps and bounds, and with Dacheng holy body, he will be enough to compete with the adverse holy land.
"However, at present, let's increase the power of killing huangquan first!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes twinkled and walked slowly to the center of the blood storm, while the twelve Yellow Springs around him were blessed by the law of void, such as twelve lightning flashes, shuttling in the air.
"What's the matter? The resentment in the blood storm is decreasing!"
Suddenly, other generals in the blood storm soon found something different, because they found that the extremely annoying resentments that could affect their mind were much less than at the beginning.
"It's Mu Zhuo. Look, the strange yellow water droplets around Mu Zhuo seem to be absorbing this resentment!"
Many generals noticed Mu Zhuo walking slowly. In particular, they found that countless grievances retreated on the way, and even many grievances were forced to retreat into the center of the blood storm by the flashing yellow water droplets.
With this discovery, some generals gathered behind Zhuo Wen, because there was no resentment behind Zhuo Wen, which saved them a lot of trouble.
Of course, those who are willing to follow behind Zhuo Wen are basically generals with middle and lower strength, and those generals with stronger strength have their own pride in their hearts. They are not far away from it, but rely on their own strength to break into the center of the blood storm.
Zhuo Wen naturally noticed the generals behind him, but he didn't pay attention. At the moment, he was concentrating on urging huangquan to catch those grievances.
When Zhuo Wen absorbed all the grievances in the blood storm, the water drops in the yellow spring reached 20 drops, and the time was approaching a incense.
"It's time to get inside!"
Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice and stepped into the blood storm within 100 meters, while the generals who followed Zhuo Wen carefully stepped into the blood storm within 100 meters.
However, after entering the center of the blood storm, these generals immediately stepped back and opened a distance with Zhuo Wen, and their eyes were complex.
They knew very well that if Mu Zhuo hadn't absorbed the resentment this time, I'm afraid they wouldn't have entered the bloody storm within 100 meters so easily.
But mu Zhuo just killed Biaofei by means of iron and blood, but it also made them afraid to get too close to Mu Zhuo.
With his cultivation, he naturally noticed that Zang Feng's gun didn't leave his hand at all. This gun was enough to kill any Saint below the holy land of Yangtian.
Originally, from Shi crack's point of view, the guy named Mu Zhuo's cultivation is nothing more than a broken mysterious holy land. Under this gun, he will die. Even if Mu Zhuo has extraordinary strength and can kill Biaofei, he still doesn't think this son can live under this gun.
But in fact, Sheng Sheng slapped him. With accurate calculation and keen feeling, Mu Zhuo found out the weakness of the black giant gun and blew the black giant gun off the track with his own strength.
Although the strength of Mu Zhuo was not seen by Shi crack, Shi crack was impressed by Mu Zhuo's keen feeling, accurate calculation and super fighting consciousness.
Shi crack knows that Mu Zhuo's cultivation is too low. If his cultivation is the same as him, Shi crack knows that this son is definitely a very strong opponent with Mu Zhuo's fighting consciousness.
Whoosh!
A dark shadow came and fell on the side of the black giant gun inserted upside down on the ground. With a sudden probe of his right hand, he held the handle of the black giant gun.
Zang Feng pulled out the black giant gun. He stared coldly at Zhuo Wen in the distance, but he was surprised. He didn't expect that the last shot was escaped by this son.
"This son has a strong fighting consciousness, but he is very strange. I can't recognize him at all."
Sitting on a high position, Xue Hentian stared at Zhuo Wen like a torch. He didn't pay attention to Zhuo Wen's cultivation in the broken mysterious holy land.
But the scene just now was so amazing that even Xue Hentian couldn't help showing his amazing color.
On the elevated seats, many guests also talked about the origin of Muzhuo. Of course, the conclusion is that the origin of Muzhuo is mysterious.
"You... Very well. You dare to kill Biao Fei in front of me. Don't you pay attention to me completely?"
Zang Feng's eyes were red and looked very strange. He walked towards Zhuo Wen step by step. A momentum like volcanic eruption erupted from his body.
This momentum was terrible, and the pressure in the surrounding bloody storm seemed to be dissipated by this momentum.
"Hehe, brother Xuejiang, you are so bold that you dare to kill Biaofei in front of the manager. This is a contempt for the manager!" Qingcang said in a dark and sunny way.
The blood devil frowned slightly and bowed his hand in the direction of Zang Feng. Lang said: "manager, brother Mu is my helper, and he is a newcomer to the blood refining house. It's understandable that he doesn't know some rules of the blood refining house. I hope the manager has a large number of people and can spare brother Mu this time."
The blood devil's words did not leak, but also left a lot of face for Zang Feng. Moreover, he said that Zhuo Wen was a newcomer, so the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers. All this is understandable.
However, Zang Feng glanced coldly at the blood devil and said indifferently, "if there are no rules, there is no place! Just now, our manager has reminded Mu Zhuo not to kill a general. This son not only turned a deaf ear, but even killed Biaofei in front of our manager. This is a provocation to our manager, the head of the house and even the blood refining house."
"If you don't get rid of this son today, what's the prestige of the Xuelian mansion in the future?"
Speaking of this, Zang Feng kept walking towards Zhuo Wen step by step, and his momentum climbed with each step.
Zhuo Wen frowned slightly. He saw that the yellow of his fingertips turned into twelve Yellow Springs again, lingering around him.
This Tibetan Feng is very strong, and the holy land brings him great pressure. Zhuo Wen knows that with his strength, he is not the opponent of this Tibetan Feng at all, unless Dacheng holy body is recruited.
"It seems that Zang Feng won't stop. It seems that he can only integrate the outer incarnation of Dacheng holy body into his own body."
Zhuo Wen sighed and moved his mind, which was to awaken the Dacheng holy body that was still refining the slurry of gold thunder quenching body in the Canglong hall and integrate it with the noumenon.
However, before he summoned the Dacheng holy body, Xue Hentian, the house master who had been sitting in a high position, suddenly stood up.
Seeing Xue Hentian condescending and overlooking the people below, he suddenly said, "Zang Feng, stop! Since Mu Zhuo is a newcomer and doesn't understand the rules, don't hinder the journey of the first level!"
Tibetan Feng's body was shaped. He turned his head and looked at the blood hate sky on the high position. He also looked at the alert Zhuo Wen not far away. His eyes showed that he was unwilling. Finally, he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "master, subordinates know!"
After finishing his words, Zang Feng looked at Zhuo Wen and jumped away from the bloody storm.
"There's still half a column of incense before the blood storm disappears. Hold on!" Zang fenglang said after leaving the blood storm.
Since the house leader Xue Hentian came forward, Zang Feng naturally wouldn't say more, while other generals were busy after hearing that there was only half a column of incense left, and continued to walk towards the blood storm center with their helpers.
Of course, after Biaofei's incident, no one dared to provoke Mu Zhuo again.
After all, this guy dares to kill the ruthless man who has a general in front of Zang Feng, and his strength is also extraordinary. Although he is a broken mysterious holy land, he can survive under the shot of Zang Feng. His strength can not be underestimated.
Zhuo Wen looked strangely at the blood Hentian who suddenly appeared and said that Zang Feng should be the most loyal subordinate of blood Hentian.
Since xuehentian had given the commander-in-chief dispute to Zang Feng before, it can be seen that xuehentian's trust in Zang Feng also shows that he should not intervene in the commander-in-chief dispute.
But now, this blood Hentian has come forward for a man with no background, which makes Zhuo Wen quite strange.
However, Zhuo Wen soon noticed the blood devil in the center of the blood storm. He saw the blood devil's eyes, if not, looking at the high blood hate day.
Although this eye is very common, it is very unusual in Zhuo Wen's eyes.
"It seems that the blood devil has something to do with this blood Hentian, and the reason why blood Hentian came forward for me should be the reason of this blood devil."
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen became more and more afraid of the blood devil. He knew that there was a force behind the blood devil. This force was either related to blood Hentian or powerful enough to make blood Hentian afraid.
Therefore, xuehentian will sell blood demons such a face.
From these clues, Zhuo Wen immediately guessed that the blood devil was not interested in being the general of the blood refining house. I'm afraid his purpose was the opportunity to enter the blood refining God pool in the battle of commander-in-chief.
After thinking through all this, Zhuo Wen's eyes calmed down. He knew that if his guess was really right, his life was very safe in the battle of commander, because the blood devil would never let him have an accident.
Of course, if the battle over the commander is over, the blood devil may not care about his life and death. At that time, he may be in some danger. After all, if he offended the manager of Xuelian mansion, Zang Feng will not stop.
However, Zhuo Wen is not afraid. He knows very well that once his Dacheng holy body completely refines the golden thunder quenching body slurry, the holy body will climb to another height. At that time, even against the heaven holy situation, he may not kill him.
Of course, if he can successfully help the blood devil win the position of commander this time, he will be able to enter the blood refining God pool.
At that time, if he breaks through to the cloudy Holy Land in one fell swoop, his strength will advance by leaps and bounds, and with Dacheng holy body, he will be enough to compete with the adverse holy land.
"However, at present, let's increase the power of killing huangquan first!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes twinkled and walked slowly to the center of the blood storm, while the twelve Yellow Springs around him were blessed by the law of void, such as twelve lightning flashes, shuttling in the air.
"What's the matter? The resentment in the blood storm is decreasing!"
Suddenly, other generals in the blood storm soon found something different, because they found that the extremely annoying resentments that could affect their mind were much less than at the beginning.
"It's Mu Zhuo. Look, the strange yellow water droplets around Mu Zhuo seem to be absorbing this resentment!"
Many generals noticed Mu Zhuo walking slowly. In particular, they found that countless grievances retreated on the way, and even many grievances were forced to retreat into the center of the blood storm by the flashing yellow water droplets.
With this discovery, some generals gathered behind Zhuo Wen, because there was no resentment behind Zhuo Wen, which saved them a lot of trouble.
Of course, those who are willing to follow behind Zhuo Wen are basically generals with middle and lower strength, and those generals with stronger strength have their own pride in their hearts. They are not far away from it, but rely on their own strength to break into the center of the blood storm.
Zhuo Wen naturally noticed the generals behind him, but he didn't pay attention. At the moment, he was concentrating on urging huangquan to catch those grievances.
When Zhuo Wen absorbed all the grievances in the blood storm, the water drops in the yellow spring reached 20 drops, and the time was approaching a incense.
"It's time to get inside!"
Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice and stepped into the blood storm within 100 meters, while the generals who followed Zhuo Wen carefully stepped into the blood storm within 100 meters.
However, after entering the center of the blood storm, these generals immediately stepped back and opened a distance with Zhuo Wen, and their eyes were complex.
They knew very well that if Mu Zhuo hadn't absorbed the resentment this time, I'm afraid they wouldn't have entered the bloody storm within 100 meters so easily.
But mu Zhuo just killed Biaofei by means of iron and blood, but it also made them afraid to get too close to Mu Zhuo.
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