Chapter 1907

Zhuo Wen silently felt the power of the violent Tao meaning in his body and the power of the empty sky contained in the eight fold Tao meaning. He was very clear that Taiqing had left this power in the crystallization of Tao meaning in advance.

Zhuo Wen slowly hung in the air. His long hair had been dyed purple, and his eyes were full of purple. He rose higher and higher, overlooking the vast and magnificent area of Taiqing fairyland.

"Before leaving, let everyone in Taiqing fairyland know your name Zhuo Wen, the name of my Taiqing disciple Zhuo Wen!" Taiqing's voice sounded slowly in Zhuo Wen's mind.

Zhuo Wen raised his head slightly, and his purple eyes crossed the endless void and fell into the moral palace far away.

At the top of the moral hall, Taiqing stood with his hands on his back, with a smile in his mouth, opposite Zhuo Wen's four eyes.

Zhuo Wen's eyes looked thoughtful, and finally nodded slightly. Then he turned his head. He looked in another direction. He found a blood cloud over that direction.

This blood cloud has a wide range, and it still sweeps towards Zhuo Wen. It's very fast.

"Is that the blood cloud of the tenth blood Dharma protector in the blood god temple? This is the existence of the two disaster true gods. Unexpectedly, even these terrible killers have been sent out."

"No, it's not just the tenth blood Dharma protector. You see, there are two figures over the blood cloud. They are the ninth blood Dharma protector blood drop and the eighth blood Dharma protector blood tiger!"

The monks around also noticed the blood cloud floating in the sky, and saw two other powerful figures on the blood cloud.

"It's the first time in history that someone destroyed the blood killing array. Are you the one who broke the array?"

The blood cloud was shrouded in the sky here. In the blood cloud, a pair of scarlet eyes opened and stared at Zhuo Wen coldly.

At the moment, the power of the empty sky in Zhuo Wen's style is constantly awakening. The three blood protectors did not notice this powerful power, but noticed the purple fog and purple rain around Zhuo Wen's head.

"In the early days of God, he could understand the meaning of the eight fold way? How did he do it?"

The eyes in the blood cloud narrowed, showing a rare color of fear, and the blood droplets and blood tigers on the blood cloud also showed a color of prudence.

The three happened to be performing tasks nearby. When the blood killing array was opened, they naturally sensed it early.

At the beginning, they didn't care too much. They knew very well that once the blood killing array came out, the pursued people would die.

But when the blood killing array was destroyed, the three of them really showed their surprise, so they came together and even saw Zhuo Wen bathed in the purple rain.

Seeing these three blood dharmas come together, many people around are in awe. You know, this is the blood Dharma of the blood temple, one level higher than the blood killer, and there is a lot of real God's blood in their hands.

Zhuo Wen's eyes are flat. He can clearly feel that his vitality is running out, but he is willing to completely let Taiqing Wonderland remember his name in the last period of time.

Since Taiqing gave him the power of empty sky, how to use it depends on Zhuo Wen.

"Try this power..."

Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice, stepped out and instantly passed through the blood cloud above. Even the tenth blood Dharma protector blood cloud in the blood cloud didn't expect that Zhuo Wen's speed was so fast.

When he reacted, Zhuo Wen had appeared hundreds of meters behind the blood cloud.

Bang bang!

Suddenly, countless purple rain broke out in the blood cloud, and these purple rain washed the blood cloud like a flood.

The blood cloud disappeared. A bald man in blood armor who was in the blood cloud stared wide and fell directly from the air to the ground. In the center of his eyebrows, there was a hole with purple light flashing in the hole.

"Escape!"

When Zhuo Wen killed the blood cloud with his sword, the blood tiger and blood drop son looked at each other in horror and immediately ran away in two directions.

They know very well that although their strength is stronger than blood cloud, their strength is also very limited.

The guy who understands the eight fold meaning can kill the blood cloud immediately. I'm afraid it's not difficult to kill them.

What they couldn't figure out was that the breath on the young man was just the beginning of the God. How did he kill the blood cloud with one sword.

Zhuo Wen faintly looked at the fleeing blood tiger and blood drop son, but he was surprised at the strength of the virtual power suddenly filled with him.

And his Tao meaning is still improving, but the speed of improvement is much slower than before. There is still a long way to go from the peak of the eight fold Tao meaning.

Zhuo Wen silently looked at the divine sword in his hand and found that the divine sword in his hand was completely broken. He knew that the divine sword was just an ordinary heavenly artifact obtained by Yang Tong.

Just now, he just used a sword with empty sky power. The sword could not bear it and began to crack.

"It seems that this sword can only bear the power of virtual heaven once at most?"

Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice, his right hand became a claw, and the divine sword was directly split into two halves. Then Zhuo Wen quickly tapped the two broken swords with his right hand. The two broken swords carried the purple rain and swept out, crossing the gorgeous purple in the air.

Blood tiger and blood drop Zi naturally felt the sharp sound of breaking the air behind them. They knew that Zhuo Wen had launched an attack.

"Must be blocked!"

This is the only idea of Xuehu and xuedizi, so they used their strongest means at the same time.

Among them, the blood tiger bit the tip of his tongue and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood essence. With the power of blood essence, it condensed a huge blood tiger that shocked the world. The blood tiger's power was terrible. One roar was enough to kill any God, and one claw was enough to tear the general true God.

Blood drops took out a blood colored gear like weapon. He held the blood colored gear and turned it suddenly. Then the blood colored gear cut a blood arc in the sky and blocked him heavily in front of him.

Unfortunately, when the blood tiger and the blood gear came into contact with the broken sword carrying the purple rain, they burst into countless blood rain.

The two broken swords instantly penetrated the eyebrows of blood tiger and blood drop son, destroyed their deep spirits, and made them fall.

At the moment, the scene was so quiet that many onlookers were stunned. Blood cloud, blood tiger and blood drop son were three of the top ten blood Dharma protectors in the blood temple, so they were solved?

"There will be power only when there is pressure. You must give yourself enough pressure to reach the peak of the eight fold meaning, and whether you can bloom the nine fold meaning!"

Zhuo Wen, suspended in the air, looked through a cloud and fell on the blood temple at the same distance.

Zhuo Wen grabbed it with his right hand, and the purple rain rolled and condensed in the palm of his hand, and finally formed a purple flashing magic sword.

Zhuo Wen knew that the divine sword transformed by the power of Tao and meaning was enough to withstand the power of virtual heaven.

"Blood temple..."

Zhuo Wen stepped into the air, the purple rain around and the purple fog over all collapsed and disappeared, while he turned into a purple shadow and disappeared in place.

"That's the direction of the blood temple. Does this son want to destroy the blood temple?"

The fall of the three blood clouds made many friars dull, but their attention was still on Zhuo Wen. At the moment, seeing Zhuo Wen plundering away in a certain direction, it immediately aroused everyone's speculation.

But what's more, many friars sacrificed their flying artifacts one after another and plundered in the direction of the blood temple. They wanted to see. Did Zhuo Wen really dare to break into the blood Temple alone?

"Elder martial sister Jinghai?"

Lianmeng also offered a flying artifact to follow the crowd, but soon she saw Jinghai and Bi Shuang not far away.

Jinghai also noticed Lianmeng. Her pretty face was a little unnatural. She whispered to Lianmeng: "Lianmeng junior sister, I misunderstood younger martial brother Zhuo before. I hope Lianmeng junior sister doesn't blame her previous behavior."

Lianmeng shook his head and said, "since it's a misunderstanding, let's expose it. Let's go up and have a look. I'm still worried about younger martial brother Zhuo."

Jinghai nodded, and immediately a group of three turned into a rainbow and went towards the blood temple.

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The blood temple stands in the center of blood mountains. Around these blood mountains, there are bright blood rivers, which surround the blood mountains and form a circular river.

At this moment, ten blood pillars stood in the blood temple, of which the seventh blood pillar slowly sank and a blood coffin emerged.

"Old ten, old nine and old eight are dead. What's going on?"

Inside the blood coffin, a man in a blood colored robe came out. His voice was hoarse and low.

"Old seven, go and check. Not only the three of them are dead, but I also feel that the blood killing array arranged before has been broken. I'm afraid it was done by the same person." a cold voice came from the first blood column.

The man in the blood robe nodded and quickly left the hall.

However, when the blood robed man just left the blood temple and suspended over the blood temple, intending to sweep away along the direction of the blood cloud where they fell, a purple figure quickly swept in front of him.

"What?"

The man in the blood robe only said such a sentence, a purple sword came like electricity, and he immediately lost his head.

His flying head opened his eyes. Naturally, he saw the figure who cut off his head. He had purple hair and a purple sword. He was surging with an extremely mysterious smell of terror.

When the man in the blood robe looked at the figure, the figure slowly turned around, and a pair of purple eyes looked at the head of the man in the blood robe.

Then the man in the blood robe found out in fear that the purple sword in his right hand was cut out again and fell on his head.

Pooh!

The head of the man in the blood robe was cut in half directly. The power of the eightfold meaning, like a hurricane, tore the soul of the man in the blood robe into pieces.

Zhuo Wen put away the purple sword and looked down at the huge blood hall wrapped by countless blood mountains below. He knew that the blood hall was the blood temple.

When Zhuo Wen instantly killed the man in the blood robe, many monks who followed him naturally saw this scene.

Many monks recognized that the slain man in blood robe was not the seventh blood Dharma protector blood pool in the blood temple.

It can be said that the blood pool was unlucky. He didn't even know Zhuo Wen's name, so he was solved by two swords.