Chapter 2879

Zhuo Wen shook his head and ignored the madness of the three divine swords. He looked around and looked at the surrounding environment.

He found that the surrounding stone room had a large space, but bookcases were placed in most places, and jade slips were placed in these bookcases.

In addition to the bookcase, Zhuo Wen also saw the same lockers in the corridor.

It's just that these lockers are not that big, only as big as heads.

In these lockers, there are all black skeletons in full bloom. Zhuo Wen knows that these are formed dead flowers.

And Zhuo Wen can obviously feel that the energy contained in the formed dead flowers in this huge stone chamber is much stronger than those in the lockers in the corridor.

In front of these lockers, Zhuo Wen saw a sacrificial platform forged with jade. Under the sacrificial platform, there were nine futons.

The nine futons were suspended. On each futon, a golden skeleton sat cross legged.

Although they are bones, the surface is golden and emits an unspeakable majesty. It can be seen that these golden bones must have been a peerless strong man.

Nine golden flowers are growing in all the nine golden bones.

The appearance of the nine golden flowers is very similar to the dead flowers outside, but the energy revealed on the surface of the golden flowers is too strong, which is much stronger than all the second generation dead flowers outside.

"I'm afraid this is the primitive dead flower. It's so rich in essence. With the help of the essence of these nine primitive dead flowers, I'm afraid it's not a problem to cultivate thousands of miles a day."

Zhuo Wen felt the surging energy in the golden flowers, his face changed slightly, and his eyes became a little hot.

Although he is very opposed to the production method of dead flower, he has to say that the essence of dead flower has unimaginable benefits to his cultivation.

His original cultivation is already the Lord of heaven. If he can get one of the original dead flowers, it is not a problem for him to break through the mystery master.

Even the surging essence of the dead flower can increase the power of Zhuo Wen's Pangu holy body.

But Zhuo Wen didn't act rashly. He felt the faint brilliance on the surface of the nine primitive dead flowers. Even Zhuo Wen was afraid of the killing intention contained therein.

He knew that the primitive dead flower was very important. The patriarch of the ten Jueyin corpse sect, senqiyin, couldn't have arranged a terror killing array around the primitive dead flower.

Zhuo Wen stepped back a few steps, rolled his sleeve robe, and involved all the formed dead flowers around him in the big world. At the same time, he didn't let go of the jade slips on the bookshelves around him.

With Zhuo Wen's current strength, all these things around him were involved in the big world almost in the blink of an eye.

To his surprise, there were nearly a thousand shaped dead flowers in the stone room.

But he knew better that the nearly 1000 shaped dead flowers were not as precious as a primitive dead flower.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a burst of broken air came from the deep corridor behind, and it was getting closer and closer.

Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes and released his powerful divine consciousness like a tide. He suddenly found that a very bad looking young man was rushing towards this side nearly a hundred meters away in the rear corridor.

"Ghost feather? He has come back."

Zhuo Wen frowned slightly and looked at the look of ghost Ling. I'm afraid he already knew that Zhuo Wen broke into the underground secret room.

Zhuo Wen knows better that ghost Ling knows, so other experts in shijueyin corpse sect should know soon. Now time is pressing.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen immediately took down Hou Yi's divine bow, took out an arrow from the big world and pulled it to a third radian. The terrible killing intention immediately filled the whole stone chamber.

Now Zhuo Wen is more and more proficient in the use of Hou Yi's divine bow, and the arrows shot with Hou Yi's divine bow don't need to be ready at all. They can be shot instantly. An arrow flies into the air, and the power is very terrible.

The strength of ghost plume was much stronger than that of Yan Wuye. Even if Zhuo Wen had the power of five-star Pangu holy body, I'm afraid he would fall into the disadvantage if he fought with ghost plume.

Unless Zhuo Wen's Pangu holy body level can reach the five-star peak, at that time, he should have an absolute advantage in the war with ghost Ling.

In addition, time is pressing now. The ghost Ling already knows his existence, so he will certainly inform other experts in the sect.

He must get rid of the ghost plume as soon as possible before those experts come.

Boom!

Zhuo Wen gently loosened the finger held in his right hand. After a while, the thunder like sound rang out, and the arrow was like electricity.

The murderous intention of terror, like an explosive wave, filled the whole stone chamber, giving people a very tragic sense of suffocation.

At the moment, the ghost plume is as fast as electricity, flying in the corridor.

Along the way, he looked at the iron doors in front of him being opened. His eyes were burning. He knew that Zhuo Wen had entered the deepest part of the secret room.

Finally, ghost Ling came to the front of the deepest stone chamber and watched the huge iron gate smashed. His anger was like a volcanic eruption.

At the same time, ghost Ling also saw the proud figure standing like a mountain behind the broken iron door.

He saw a mocking smile on the corners of the young man's mouth, and then the ghost feather's hair trembled.

Because he felt an unbearable sense of terror, which invaded his whole body and made him feel like falling into an ice cellar.

The ghost plume reacted quickly, and his eyes fell on the arrow just released from the young man in front.

The arrow is fast, cuts through the void and makes a loud sound of tearing cloth and silk. It is continuous and harsh.

"Back!"

The ghost feather immediately flew back. At the same time, he took out a black-and-white compass from the spirit ring space, kneaded the formula with his right hand and pointed it in the center of the compass.

At that time, the black-and-white compass inspired a blazing light, black-and-white, turned into two terrible black-and-white giants, and stood in front of the ghost plume.

To Zhuo Wen's surprise, the two black-and-white giants were powerful enough to block the murderous arrows.

However, it can be seen from the violent shaking of the black-and-white giant beast that the black-and-white giant beast resisted very reluctantly, as if it would fall at any time.

Ghost Ling doesn't look good. The black-and-white compass was given to him by patriarch Senqi Yin. It is a half step creation level artifact. Its power is much stronger than those creation level magic drugs.

However, what ghost Ling didn't expect was that the black-and-white compass blocked the arrow so reluctantly. It can be seen that the arrow was terrible and powerful.

"No wonder this guy is so arrogant. He used to have such a strong card! But if he loses such a card, he is as harmless as a broken winged bird."

Ghost Ling's eyes twinkled and knew that Zhuo Wen's strength was not strong, mainly by this arrow.

As long as he completely blocks the arrow, Zhuo Wen will not be afraid.

At the thought of this, the ghost feather didn't want to mobilize the energy in his body. The black-and-white compass rotated rapidly and quickly. The black-and-white giant beast emerging from the compass was like a substantiation, but it was hard to overwhelm the arrow.