Chapter 3338

Pooh!

When all the statues of the tenth ancestral witch poured in, the corpse Fu was unprepared. He vomited blood, shook his body, and the bones of his whole body were clucking and shouting, which sounded like a symphony.

Shi Fu didn't expect that the pressure pouring out of the tenth ancestral witch statue was so much more terrible than before.

Now he insisted reluctantly. He really can't imagine how terrible the prestige of this area will be when the eleventh ancestral witch statue is activated.

At the thought of this, Shi Fu's face was not very good-looking.

However, what made his face more ugly was the figure of Zhuo Wen sitting not far in front.

Now there are only three people left on the court, that is him, Wu Xingyuan and Zhuo Wen.

But Shi Fu felt incredible. How did Zhuo Wen persist to the present.

And he also saw that Zhuo Wen, sitting cross legged, had a peaceful face, and the terrible pressure around him seemed to have little effect on this guy.

"Hum! This guy must be trying to hold on. It's just a small group of ants. He can stick to it until now!"

The killing intention in Shi Fu's eyes was as terrible as the essence. He felt the unusual of the small ethnic youth who had been against him again and again.

Now, the strength of this small minority youth is not strong. He must kill this scourge as soon as possible to eliminate future problems.

However, he knew that now was not the time to fight. After the Wusong meeting, he had to get rid of this son.

Wu Xingyuan also noticed the existence of Zhuo Wen. He finally took a straight look at Zhuo Wen.

Although he knew that the strength of this minority youth would not be too poor, he could not imagine that this son could persist until now, which was really a little unexpected.

On the contrary, Ziwei Xingjun, who had already retired, was a little anxious. He preached to Zhuo Wen and asked Zhuo Wen to return first. Don't be so conspicuous. It's easy to make people jealous.

Unfortunately, Zhuo Wen did not respond to him, but sat cross legged with his eyes slightly closed, as if he were practicing.

Not only Wu Xingyuan and Shi Fu, but also the patriarchal strongmen of many races who watched around, but also noticed the disharmonious existence of Zhuo Wen.

"Is this Longwen really born by a small clan? Shit, how powerful the flesh can do it up to now!"

"I also feel strange. The smell of Longwen is not strong. How did he hold up until now? I also wonder if this guy cheated!"

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Zhuo Wen's performance is too conspicuous, which has aroused the doubts of many foreigners.

Zhuo Wen ignored the comments around him. He was tirelessly absorbing the powerful pressure from around him.

These zuwu threats poured into his body like nutrients and tempered his flesh.

In the process of training, he found that the realm of his Pangu holy body was slightly loose and there were signs of breakthrough, which was incredible.

His rank of Pangu holy body was originally the peak state of the seven stars. Now the state is loose. He feels that he is one point closer to the eight stars.

However, the more he absorbs the pressure, the more obvious the signs of loosening his holy body realm. The more he can feel how powerful the barrier to promotion to the eight stars is. He feels that it is impossible to promote to the eight stars completely.

"With these intimidating energy, I think I should be able to impact the half step eight star level from the Seven Star peak!" Zhuo Wen's eyes were full of essence.

Pangu holy body is promoted to the eight stars. He is completely unsure now, but he has hope to impact the half step eight stars.

However, these threats are not enough. He needs to be tempered by stronger and more terrible threats, so that his holy body can break through in one go.

Wu Wuxian frowned slightly. She looked at Zhuo Wen deeply. She always felt that Zhuo Wen was very strange. This guy didn't look like he was under the pressure of zuwu, but seemed to be enjoying it.

Is this my illusion?

Thinking of this, Wu Wuxian shook his head, waved his right hand and played the eleventh colorful streamer.

At Dayton time, the eleventh ancestral witch statue was inspired.

Boom!

Under the threat of terror, the ground within three miles of the central area of the guarded land completely collapsed.

And this kind of collapse is disastrous. The whole ground is broken, and there are terrible pits layer after layer.

The pit is too deep, like an abyss, dark.

After the eleventh way was started, Shi Fu could no longer bear it. He had reached the limit, vomited a mouthful of blood, flew upside down and left the Three Mile land.

Even Wu Xingyuan frowned and looked pale.

At the corner of the mouth of the witch Star source, a trace of blood slowly overflowed. Obviously, he was not well under the impact of this coercion.

When Wu Xingyuan looked at Zhuo Wen, his pupils could not help shrinking, because he found that the ordinary young people of small ethnic groups still had a calm face and sat cross legged on the futon, motionless as a mountain, like an old monk with profound Buddhism.

"What's the matter? The Dragon text is not affected at all? It's impossible!"

Wu Xingyuan was really shocked. This was the first time he showed his moving face since he attended the witch ode meeting.

The deep pit is covered with dust and powerful pressure, which makes up for the range of the deep pit.

Under the influence of coercion, the dense dust in the pit was endowed with extremely powerful energy. Like countless sword lights, it quickly collided disorderly and quickly in the pit, forming dazzling lights and energy.

In this deep pit, a natural killing array was formed.

All creatures entering the pit will be hanged into powder by the terrorist killing array formed by the combination of pressure and dust.

Even the gods of many other races around are shielded by this natural killing array.

"I didn't expect to start the 11th ancestral witch statue. The pressure would be so terrible. If the general God of heaven enters the pit in the early stage, he will be seriously injured! If he stays in it for a long time, he will risk falling!"

The head of the moon wolf clan, e Taihe, looked dignified and was awed by the terrible pressure.

"Why hasn't long Wen come out? He may have been supporting hard before, but now he may have died in it!" Qianping, standing beside e Taihe, blinked her beautiful eyes and whispered.

"That Longwen's strength is not strong, but his physical defense is very strong. This son should have specially practiced the secret method of physical defense. Otherwise, his strength can't last until now." e Taihe shook his head.

E Taihe's words were approved by many clan leaders around him.

They also think that the strength of the Dragon text is very general. The reason why it can last up to now is that this guy has specially polished the flesh and specialized in the secret method of flesh defense.

"I see! The Longwen is just a little thick skinned, and her strength may not be as good as Miss Ben!" Qianping regained her confidence and thought she was authentic.

She laughed at Zhuo Wen in every way and called Zhuo Wen a hick.

Now, the hillbilly in her mouth is so eye-catching and much stronger than her in the Wu Song meeting. Naturally, she has a very bad feeling in her heart and her mood is very complicated.

Now she found a reason and regained her self-confidence. She felt that Longwen was not great, that is, she was lucky.

At this moment, Wu Wuxian played the twelfth colorful brilliance, and the last ancestral witch statue was started.

The natural killing array in the deep pit formed a terrible storm, tearing everything in front of us.

A dull hum sounded from the deep pit and attracted the attention of all the other races around