Chapter 1840

After the space was broken, the people who flew upside down found that the surrounding was full of distorted colorful light.

On the surface of these colorful lights, countless lights are wriggling. Among these lights, there should be many prohibitions.

Whoosh!

When the figures flying backwards came into contact with the colorful light on the edge, they disappeared one after another.

Zhuo Wen vomited a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and also fell on a colorful light. Then he only felt a pulling force around his body, and then he had a feeling of shuttling through space.

Zhuo Wen wanted to lift his eyelids, but found that his eyelids were as heavy as lead.

Zhuo Wen's eyes kept struggling. Finally, his eyes opened a gap, and then a nothingness figure appeared in the distance in front of his eyes.

The Taoist shadow sat on a throne deep in the hall. In front of the figure, there were flickering candles, but these candles were too dim, as if they would go out at any time.

Through these candlelight, Zhuo Wen was stunned to find that around the hall where the figure was located, there were countless black veins.

These black veins are thick and thin, like the meridians of the human body, pulsating constantly, like living creatures.

Looking at those pulsating black veins, Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed. He felt a strong sense of crisis in these black veins, as if he would fall directly if he came into contact with these black veins.

The figure sitting on the throne may feel it. He raised his head and his eyes fell on Zhuo Wen.

At the moment when this vision fell on Zhuo Wen, Zhuo Wen only felt a roar all over. He stared at this vision.

He saw countless stillness and a touch of terror and power that shocked his heart from this look, as if the owner of this look would completely destroy him if he showed a little murderous spirit.

When this vision focused on Zhuo Wen, he only felt that a vast and incomparable terrorist force came. Zhuo Wen's eyes were slightly frozen and his right hand bent his fingers. Suddenly, countless yellow water droplets swept out and turned into a huge door of reincarnation in front of him.

Bang bang!

There was a continuous muffled sound on the door of reincarnation. Then Zhuo Wen found that the surface of the huge door of reincarnation was immediately covered with countless cracks, while Zhuo Wen was muffled and stepped back with a gloomy look.

At the moment Zhuo Wen retreated, the door of reincarnation collapsed, and Zhuo Wen stared at the mysterious figure in front.

The mysterious figure opened his eyes slightly. He stared at Zhuo Wen indifferently. Then he slowly raised his right hand, suspended a white awn in his right hand, and quietly suspended a hexahedral crystal in the white awn.

Whoosh!

Bai mang was like an arrow off the string, breaking through the space barrier in an instant, and finally fell in front of Zhuo Wen.

When Bai mang shuttled through countless barriers and finally arrived in front of Zhuo Wen, Zhuo Wen sighed. He stopped and stared silently at the suspended white crystal in front of him.

He slowly stretched out his right hand and held the white crystal in his hand. He only felt a cold feeling from the palm, and then he felt a refreshing feeling all over his body.

Zhuo Wen raised his head and looked at the mysterious figure, but he found that the mysterious figure just appeared and the hall where the mysterious figure was located were slowly disappearing.

After the mysterious figure and the ancient hall disappeared, a powerful suction force came from below, and then Zhuo Wen was pulled into the bottom by this suction force.

When Zhuo Wen opened his eyes again, he found that his place was a vast sea.

Looking around, I found that there was no land or island except this vast sea.

Zhuo Wen's eyes showed the color of meditation. When he stepped on his right foot, he was like a rainbow and quickly disappeared in place.

When Zhuo Wen flew in this vast sea for half a day, he found that there was no discovery at all.

"Let's check the white crystal first. Who is the mysterious figure? Why give me the white crystal?"

Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the white crystal. Then he found that there was a white vortex on the surface of the white crystal.

Zhuo Wen's attention was immediately attracted by the white vortex. After pondering for a while, Zhuo Wen decided to probe his divine consciousness into the white vortex.

After summoning the bleeding immortal and instructing him to protect the Dharma for himself, Zhuo Wen placed a strong prohibition around him, sat cross legged on the void, and the divine consciousness slowly penetrated into the white crystal.

"This breath..."

When Zhuo Wen's divine knowledge probed into the white crystal, a very strong breath broke out in the white crystal. As soon as this breath broke out, Xiao Hei, hiding in the sea of Zhuo Wen's knowledge, jumped up suddenly.

Whoosh!

Xiao Hei came out of Zhuo Wenmei's heart. His eyes were staring at the white crystal. He murmured in a low voice, "master... Master's breath..."

Zhuo Wen didn't hear Xiao Hei's words because he put all his divine consciousness into the white crystal.

At the moment, Zhuo Wen's divine consciousness spread inside the white crystal. He constantly roamed in the white world. I don't know how long it took. At the end of the white world, a great figure slowly appeared in front of Zhuo Wen.

The figure of this great man is a middle-aged man, dressed in a white shirt, with bright eyes, as if in his eyes, there are endless sun, moon, heaven and earth.

When Zhuo Wen faced the man with four eyes, there was a roaring sound in his mind. He couldn't help but step back. He frowned at the middle-aged man in front of him.

From then on, he felt a familiar breath, which he had felt before from the mysterious figure that inexplicably appeared in front of him.

"Hello, the second son of destiny!" the middle-aged man smiled and looked at Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen stared at the middle-aged man and said in a deep voice, "son of destiny? What is this?"

The middle-aged man didn't think so. He slowly explained: "the so-called son of destiny is actually the son of destiny, and it's also the person I calculated with my whole life."

"You can get the Fuxi tripod, so you are the son of destiny."

Zhuo Wen's eyes twinkled. He got the Fuxi Ding from the earth, and his crossing is also closely related to the Fuxi Ding.

Now the middle-aged man says that owning Fuxi Ding is the son of destiny. Does that mean that he has arranged Zhuo Wen's journey?

"You don't have to wonder. It's not my arrangement that you came to Tiankai continent, but God's destiny, because I didn't know the whereabouts of Fu Xiding at that time. I only know that getting Fu Xiding must be the son of destiny." the middle-aged man said faintly.

"Who are you, master?" Zhuo Wen asked with a frown.

The middle-aged man looked melancholy and said, "I'm Cangjie. I was originally the second son of destiny. I feel sincerely happy, but your cultivation is too low and far from growing up..."

After listening to the middle-aged man's words, Zhuo Wen only felt his mind roaring. He stared at the middle-aged man with tight pupils and murmured, "Cangjie, the strongest man in Tiankai mainland and the master of Xiaohei?"

He looked at the middle-aged man carefully and found that the middle-aged man was really very similar to the stone statue of Cangjie in the hall.

"Little fellow, everything is doomed by heaven. You got Fuxi Ding and came here with it. I'm afraid it's fate?"

Cangjie stared at Zhuo Wen in front of him with complex eyes, and then pointed with his right hand at the center of Zhuo Wen's eyebrows.

Zhuo Wen wanted to avoid, but Cangjie's strength was so strong that he couldn't move all over. He could only watch Cangjie's right finger against the center of his eyebrows.

"What do you want?" Zhuo Wen said warily.

Cangjie was silent, and a surging force swept from Cangjie's fingertips Into Zhuo Wen's eyebrows and into his body.

With the influx of this force, Zhuo Wen only felt that the immortal yuan in his body was increasing, and these increased immortal yuan were like the influx of all rivers into Zhuo Wen's Dantian.

Boom!

In about half a day, Zhuo Wen's breath reached the extreme. Then it was like a volcanic eruption. The breath around him surged up and turned into an invisible terrorist storm, constantly sweeping around.

"Immortal peak..."

Feeling the suddenly increased breath in his body, Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice. He knew that Cangjie was probably giving him the top, so that his cultivation reached the peak of the earth fairy.

At the moment, Cangjie's face was a bit tired, but he didn't stop. Instead, he introduced the remaining strength into Zhuo style without hesitation.

Zhuo Wen snorted stiffly. Too powerful forces gathered in his body, so that Zhuo Wen only felt that his whole body was filled with a general sense of inflation, which was very painful.

"Hold on!" Cang Jie's tired voice came.

Zhuo Wen's eyes showed a firm color. He knew that since Cangjie continued to give him the top, he should intend to help him break through the immortal, so he endured the pain. At the same time, the immortal yuan in his body ran very fast and digested the surging power that suddenly poured into his body.

For three days and three nights, Zhuo Wen endured the strong pain and survived for three days and three nights, but his clothes were already soaked with sweat, but Zhuo Wen didn't feel it.

Boom!

Finally, on this day, Zhuo Wen's breath soared countless times, and the soaring breath is much stronger than before.

The blood fairy, who was originally Zhuo Wen's Dharma protector, naturally noticed this scene. He stared at Zhuo Wen with his pupils shrinking. He couldn't help but step back and said, "no, the master just broke through the peak of the earth fairy three days ago. Is it difficult to break through again?"

As soon as the voice of the blood fairy fell, all the prohibitions set by Zhuo Wen around it collapsed. The vast breath swept a frightening whirlwind in the sky. The whirlwind was so terrible that the blood fairy didn't dare to approach, as if it would be torn to pieces once it approached.

At the moment of the cyclone, the sky began to gather dark clouds. These dark clouds were very dense, and there was a terrible thunder in the clouds. This was Tianxian thunder robbery.