Chapter 3339

"It seems that someone can't bear it! It should be the Dragon text!"

"What do you mean, it should be the Dragon text? It must be the Dragon text! The Dragon text doesn't know what shit luck he has taken, but he has survived to the present in the second stage. But now his luck is over, and he is still far from the witch Star source!"

"That's right. After all, wuxingyuan is the most dazzling genius of the witch family and the real representative of our young generation in the wasteland. It's invincible!"

“……”

In the deep pit, the moment the stuffy hum sounded, the surrounding discussion was chirping.

Then, an embarrassed figure flew out of the pit.

"The Dragon text can hardly bear it!" e Taihe, the chief of the moon wolf clan, shook his head.

"The little bastard must have a big secret. He can't let go. He can survive under the pressure of the ancestral witch statue until now. He can't let go!" the head of the corpse ghost clan, Shi Yinzhao, hated in his heart.

Wu Wuxian's eyes also fell on the vaguely embarrassed figure. Like others, she also thought that this figure was Zhuo Wen.

She has great confidence in wuxingyuan. At any stage, wuxingyuan must be the first, and can only be the first. This is not only the pride of the witch family, but also her confidence in the talent and strength of wuxingyuan.

At the moment, all the eyes around are staring at the embarrassed figure.

Their ideas are surprisingly consistent. They all think that this figure must be the Dragon text and cannot be the source of Wu Xingyuan.

Kick!

After flying backward out of the pit, the embarrassed figure twisted his waist, turned over in the air and landed on the ground.

However, the figure was obviously exhausted. He knelt on one knee and vomited blood. It was obviously badly hurt.

When all eyes finally converged on this figure, the owner of these eyes was stunned and the surrounding was quiet and terrible.

Even Wu Wuxian, such a steady man, stumbled, showing that she was not calm in her heart.

"What's going on? Shouldn't it be the Dragon text that retreated? How can it be the source of the witch star?"

"Are you dazzled and mistook the Dragon text for the source of the witch star!"

“……”

All the other races recognized that this figure was not the Dragon text they expected, but the first genius of the witch family, Wu Xingyuan.

The surrounding suddenly exploded, and many aliens expressed doubts and disbelief about such a result.

Wu Xingyuan wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and immediately stood up slowly. He stared at the pit in front of him for a long time. Finally, he turned around and walked to Wu Wuxian without saying a word.

"Nephew Wu Xian, can't the Dragon text bear the pressure inside and die inside?" e Taihe, the head of the moon wolf clan, couldn't recognize it and asked.

"I must have died inside! Brother e, don't you think that the small group of mole ants can survive there until now? It's ridiculous." Shi Yinzhao sneered and said.

Corpse Fu snorted coldly and glanced at the deep pit in the distance. He was convinced of corpse's judgment. Such a way of death is too cheap.

Wu Wuxian looked at Wu Xingyuan, and her beautiful eyes showed doubts. She wanted to verify e Taihe's words from Wu Xingyuan.

Wu Xingyuan didn't look very good. He didn't want to explain, but Wu Wuxian was also curious, so he had to speak.

"That Longwen is not dead, but still in the pit! In this second stage, I lost to him!"

When Wu Xingyuan finished this sentence, he shut up and looked cold.

This sentence, however, stirred up thousands of waves with one stone and spread among all alien races.

It's incredible that Wu Xingyuan actually admitted defeat.

"But his strength is not strong. If I fight alone, I can defeat him with one move!"

The surrounding voices were too high. Wu Xingyuan really couldn't listen. He explained that nalongwen was far from his opponent. The second stage of the competition was special, so he let nalongwen drill a loophole.

As soon as he said this, the noise around him was much less. Many aliens agreed with Wu Xingyuan.

This second stage is really not a competition for real strength. Longwen's luck is really good, so he has the opportunity to beat the limelight of wuxingyuan.

Wu Wuxian's beautiful eyes are a little cold. She is not aiming at Wu Xingyuan, but the Dragon text.

She does not allow the first day of the witch family to lose, nor can she lose.

But now, it's ridiculous that the Dragon text has surpassed the witch Star source in the second stage.

Wu Wuxian's face was plain, but her heart was very angry. She moved her heart to kill the Dragon text.

"High priest, the Dragon text hasn't come out yet! Our mind can't get in! Why don't you pause the pressure! Let's see what the Dragon text is like inside!" otai he couldn't wait to tunnel.

Wu Wuxian shook his head and said, "I can't control the pressure of the zuwu statue. I can only start the statue, but I can't turn off the pressure."

"But these threats only exist for an hour. After an hour, the threats will disappear!"

The crape myrtle star gentleman not far away heard the speech, but his eyebrows frowned slightly.

He felt that Wu Wuxian was lying. Wu Wuxian should be able to control it, but she said she couldn't control it. Obviously, she didn't want to remove the pressure in the pit. This was against Zhuo Wen.

Wu Xingyuan looked at Wu Wuxian more, but said nothing. He knew that Wu Wuxian had lied, but he kept silent, and even longed that long Wen would die in the pit like this. This is the best result.

With the passage of time, Zhuo Wen didn't appear. Many foreigners around talked about it. They thought that long Wen might have died in it.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen in the pit burst into a fiery crystal light.

The light was very strong, but the pressure and dust around the pit completely covered up the light, and even the breath didn't leak it out.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were full of fine light. The prestige of the statue of the twelve ancestral witches was so powerful that he constantly tempered his Pangu holy body to the peak.

Yes, now Zhuo Wen's Pangu holy body is about to break through.

Although he knows that it is impossible to break through the eight stars at present, he does know that breaking through the half step eight stars is no problem at all.

This is also the accumulation of details for the next breakthrough of the eight stars.

Boom!

Suddenly, Zhuo Wen's glittering light reached its peak, and countless lights overflowed like arrows.

A breath of terror roared in all directions like a wave.

The surrounding deep pit, under the action of this terrible energy, unexpectedly abruptly cracked, and the scope expanded from three miles to more than ten miles.

The terrible pressure in the pit was annihilated at this moment.

At the moment of annihilation, the breath on Zhuo Wen also converged under the action of Pangu flag.

At this moment, all the foreign races outside are far away from the central area of the guardian land.

They looked in shock at the pit that had expanded several times in front of them.

Just now, the three mile deep pit suddenly burst, and a terrible energy burst, directly expanding the deep pit to the current horror level of more than ten miles.

The nearby alien quickly retreated far away, looking at the expanding pit in front of him with lingering fear.

All the other races did not think that this strange situation was related to Zhuo Wen. They subconsciously thought it was caused by the coercion of zuwu statue.

"The Dragon text should be dead! Just now the terrible energy exploded, and the Dragon text will die if it doesn't die!"

This is the idea of most aliens!

When the alien secretly rejoiced at this idea, a clear footsteps from the pit solidified the expressions on the faces of all the alien, as if time had stood still.