Chapter 4188

Shan Lingyun sighed in boredom. She was a loose character and couldn't stand loneliness.

As soon as Zhuo Wen and Duan Zhipeng entered the divine ship, they tried their best to practice in isolation. On the contrary, she became the most idle person. If there were not Xiaohei, a guy with the same smell, talking with her this time, she would really be bored to death.

When Shan Lingyun and Xiao Hei had a chat, their bodies suddenly trembled.

They felt a terrible sword, surging like a tide, overturning like a ten thousand feet high wave.

In the blink of an eye, they have a feeling that they are like a lonely boat in the ocean. They may be beaten and dizzy at any time.

"This... Zhuo Wen, this boy can't understand anything!"

Xiao Hei opened his eyes, smashed his mouth, and looked at the back of sitting cross legged in the bow of the boat.

At the moment, Zhuo Wen slowly opened his eyes and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

"I'll die in the morning!"

Zhuo Wen suddenly stood up. The sword idea hung upside down like a dragon and rushed into the sky.

Watch on the wall for ten days and ten nights, watch the sunrise and sunset, clouds flying and falling, and you will finally have an understanding.

After learning that Xiuwei, array Dao and Dan Dao could not improve again in a short time, Zhuo Wen did not work hard in these three aspects, but instead reviewed his own various self-created magical powers and the mystery of Taigu Hongmeng formula.

After ten days and ten days of great enlightenment, he finally mastered all his magical powers and had a new understanding.

Zhuo Wen's hands moved in the void and began to show one magic power after another that he had created or understood.

Hongmeng soldiers' determination, Hongmeng body method, Hongmeng heaven and earth, sword moving jiuxiao and other magical powers poured out of the sea of clouds one after another.

At that time, the calm sea of clouds set off towering clouds, rolling straight into the sky, and falling, a magnificent scene of clouds rising and falling.

As soon as Zhuo Wen swept out, he stood on the thousands of miles of cloud sea. For a long time, the cloud ripples exploded in the cloud sea, just like a flower of cloud in full bloom in the middle of the cloud sea.

Then, Zhuo Wen shook his right hand in the void. He saw that the Taiyou holy sword seemed to be pulled by an invisible rope. Suddenly, it came towards Zhuo Wen and was held in the palm of his hand.

The five fingers of his right hand clenched the handle of the sword, Zhuo Wen cut out his right arm like thunder, one sword after another, and the sea of clouds was set off thousands of high waves, one wave after another.

"Sunrise in the East, morning smell!"

Zhuo Wen suddenly faced the East and cut out with a sword. The huge red sun in the endless sky in the East seemed to be pulled by this sword, but it was shaking violently.

Then, countless red sun energy was pulled by the terrible sword idea, and constantly condensed into a fiery golden sun.

The sun broke through the sea of clouds, rushed to the eastern sky and hung upside down in the endless sky, as if competing with the red sun.

What a breathtaking double day view.

"At dusk on the west mountain, it's time to die!"

Suddenly, Zhuo Wen's right hand was unable to hang down, and the sword fell slowly. The magnificent vitality seemed to lose any light at the moment when the sword fell.

Just like a hero with white hair and a beautiful person in the twilight, it is full of the strange feeling of decline.

As soon as the sword falls, the sea of clouds seems to be static in time, stagnant in space and motionless.

The golden sun, which rose to the top, burst and turned into countless terrible fire meteors falling from the sky.

At the moment of countless fire meteors falling, the stagnant sea of clouds suddenly poured down one after another, falling down from thousands of miles high, as if the real sea leaked to the earth.

At this moment, countless creatures within the trillions of miles look up at the sea of clouds that have been hanging in the sky for countless years.

They were shocked to find that the high sea of clouds, at this moment, seemed to be pulled by some force on the ground and fell to the ground one after another. Such a landscape is rare in a thousand years.

The sea of clouds is really spectacular and the scope is too broad.

God bless and Jianluo, who are far away in the realm of witches and gods, also look up into the distance if they feel it.

"The sun broke and the sea of clouds fell! What a powerful magic power. At least this is the means that the strong at the top of the heaven and earth disaster can do!" God bless's eyes twinkled and muttered to himself.

"Someone understands the magic power on the cloud sea! This magic power is very strong. I'm afraid it can be comparable to the full blow of the strong at the beginning of the general cosmic law! Brother Shenyou, come with me. I want to see who is sacred and dare to practice magic power on the cloud sea in such a dignified way!"

Jianluo's eyes narrowed and said hello to God. They turned into two streamers and swept away towards the sea of clouds in the distance.

In the realm of witches and gods, they gave full power to the nun army of Nuwa clan, which they brought this time.

Zhuo Wen took his sword and stood up and returned to the deck.

At the moment, Xiao hei and Shan Lingyun were completely stunned by Zhuo Wen's hand.

Zhuo Wen's sword rises and falls. The power is too terrible to cause such a terrible power.

Duan Zhipeng, who had been practicing in the cabin, was also awakened by the great news brought by Zhuo Wen and hurried to the deck.

"Brother Zhuo, is this the magic power you just realized?"

Duan Zhipeng looked at the falling fire meteors and the rapidly sinking endless sea of clouds, and couldn't help asking.

"Yes!" Zhuo Wen nodded, with a happy smile in his mouth.

Ten days and ten nights, great insight, finally gave him a great return.

The magic power of this move is to integrate all his martial arts feelings since his cultivation. It can be regarded as his ultimate move.

"Can this magical power have a name!" Duan Zhipeng asked with great interest.

Zhuo Wen thought for a moment and said with a smile, "I have seen the sea of clouds for ten days and ten nights, and realized that I can smell the word in the morning and die in the evening! The name of this magic power is called morning life and evening death!"

"Good name!" Duan Zhipeng couldn't help but thumbs up and exclaimed.

With that, Duan Zhipeng's face suddenly became serious and said, "your magic power is too moving. Monks hundreds of billions of miles around have sensed it. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time!"

Zhuo Wen also nodded with a dignified face, and then urged the divine ship to quickly flee to the south.

At the same time, Zhuo Wen arranged hidden arrays and traps behind the divine ship, which were enough to hide the trace of his divine ship, so that other monks could follow this trace to pursue the divine ship.

Sure enough, not long after the divine ship left, figures came from all directions, rushed out of the falling sea of clouds, avoided fire meteors and came to the sea of clouds.

During this period, there were many guys with poor strength. They were accidentally bombarded by fire meteors and screamed, killing both form and spirit.

This made many monks who heard the news become dignified and serious. They didn't dare to neglect at will, and tried to avoid those fleeing fire meteors.

When these friars swept over the sea of clouds, they were disappointed to find that there was no trace of Zhuo Wen on the sea of clouds. They had long disappeared.

After these friars searched for a long time in the sea of clouds and found nothing, if they felt it, they looked up into the far sky.

There, two streamers came quickly, with extremely fast speed and frightening momentum, which surprised them.