Chapter 2412

The Birth of the Rakshasa King

Zhuowen rolled his eyes at the Pill Emperor Tortoise. This guy really had the same personality as Xiao Hei.

Zhuowen took out nearly half of the divine pills he had and gave them to the Pill Emperor Tortoise. After asking it to refine more divine pills, he asked, "The Divine Pill Secret Realm is closing. Do you want to leave with me?"

The Pill Emperor Tortoise controlled the Pill Emperor Furnace to collect all the divine pills. Then, it looked at Zhuowen indifferently and said, "You think too much. I definitely won't leave the Divine Pill Secret Realm. After I finish refining the divine pills for you, you can leave by yourself!"

Zhuowen frowned but didn't say anything. After all, this was the Pill Emperor Tortoise's will. He couldn't force it.

Next, Zhuo Wen quietly cultivated at the side of the cave, while the Pill Emperor Turtle fiddled with the Pill Emperor Furnace to refine more fused divine pills.

Of course, while the Pill Emperor Tortoise was fiddling with the Pill Emperor Furnace, Zhuowen was still on guard.

After all, he didn't want the Pill Emperor Tortoise's furnace to explode again. Even if it happened again, he would have to escape in advance. Otherwise, he would definitely be tricked to death by the Pill Emperor Tortoise.

Fortunately, the Pill Emperor Turtle was much more proficient this time. Many days passed in a row, but there were no mishaps like the last time. Zhuo Wen was finally able to relax.

While Zhuo Wen was concentrating on his secluded cultivation in his cave mansion, the other places in the Divine Pill Secret Realm were just as usual. Most of the cultivators were in groups of three to five, searching for traces of divine pills.

As for the matter of the Life or Death Pill, these cultivators tacitly kept their mouths shut.

Death Valley, which was surrounded by black fog all year round, was still filled with the aura of death.

At this moment, five cultivators landed on the periphery of Death Valley.

These five cultivators were three men and two women. One of them was a handsome young man in white robes. He was a typical pretty boy.

The cultivation of these five cultivators wasn't high. Among them, the strongest was the white-robed young man. His cultivation should be around the seventh step of the Void Sky Realm. The other four cultivators were the weakest at the fourth step of the Void Sky Realm.

"Yi Ran, this Death Valley is not a good place. Let's stay away from here!" A woman in green robes looked at Death Valley and said with a frown.

The corners of the white-clothed young man's mouth curled up slightly, but he acted as if he didn't hear what the green-dressed woman said. He smiled and said, "Do you think that my outfit is similar to Zhuo Wen's?"

Among the five cultivators, the white-robes of the Emperor Tortoise's Yi Ran, and she looked, why did you deliberately dress like this today? "The woman in red woman looked at the white-robed young man in white said said said said. she was a little Looks..

The smile on the white-robed young man's face deepened, and he said, "I heard that Zhuowen is also a cultivator with the seventh step of the Void Sky Realm, but he obtained the Life or Death Pill by luck. I can't help but admire his good luck. If I was there at that time, Zhuowen wouldn't have been involved, and the Life or Death Pill would have been mine."

The other black-robed man looked at the white-robed young man speechlessly and muttered in his heart, "What an idiot. Does he really think that he is Zhuowen just because he dresses like Zhuowen? Does he really think that he can obtain the Life or Death Pill? He only knows how to daydream."

"The Life or Death Pill was born here. I'll go and take a look. Maybe I can get another Life or Death Pill. Just wait for a good show!"

The white-robed young man laughed and flew to the east of Death Valley. His figure was elegant and free.

The black-robed man held his forehead with his right hand. This white-robed young man was just a temporary partner, and he wanted to have a chance to survive in the Divine Pill Secret Realm.

However, the black-robed man didn't expect that the white-robed young man was a chuunibyou. After hearing about the deeds of Zhuowen, he fantasized every day that he was Zhuowen.

In other words, he fantasized that he was an expert more powerful than Zhuowen, and that he would be able to snatch the Life or Death Pill from the hands of Lu Haotian, Palace Master Jing Yun, and the other experts.

In the eyes of the black-robed man, this white-robed young man was simply daydreaming.

The white-robed young man had just arrived above the black fog and was about to show off when a big hand suddenly grabbed him.

"Let go, who are you?"

The white-robed young man's face changed dramatically, and he looked at the black fog with fear.

Unfortunately, the black fog was unable to clearly see the appearance of the owner of this large hand. All that could be seen was darkness.

"You're too noisy. I know Zhuowen, and you want to criticize that Zhuowen? What qualifications do you have?" An indifferent voice came from the black fog.

When the white-clothed young man heard this, his face immediately flushed red and he retorted, "That Zhuo Wen is only at the seventh step of the Void Sky realm. I am also at the seventh step of the Void Sky realm. He's just a bit luckier. If I had his good luck, I wouldn't have to worry about not being able to obtain the Life and Death Pill and raise my strength."

"Trash like you?

Let me tell you, if that Zhuowen wants to kill you, he only needs to lift a finger! "The voice in the black fog was full of disdain.

"Nonsense!" The white-robed young man roared angrily.

"Nonsense, there's no need for Zhuowen to make a move, I can crush you with one hand!"

The voice within the black fog was filled with impatience. It let out a cold snort. Immediately, the white-clothed young man let out a miserable shriek. He was crushed into a bloody mist by the large black hand. Even the Illusory Heavenly Bridge was crushed into pieces.

"Run!"

When the black-robed young man saw this scene, he shouted loudly and was the first to run. Then, the other three screamed and ran away.

Unfortunately, four black lines shot out from the black fog and instantly pierced through the four people who were running away.

The four people who were running away fell to the ground one after another. There was no breath left, and they were clearly dead.

After killing the five people, a bloated figure slowly walked out of the black fog.

When the bloated figure walked out of the black fog, one could see that this person was actually not unfamiliar to Zhuowen, because this person was Ma Yujie.

At this moment, Ma Yujie was surrounded by 4,444 one-foot-long black candles, and each candle was burning with a pitch-black flame.

When the black flame shone on Ma Yujie's face, it gave people a strange feeling.

"I finally got my hands on the Candle of Death!"

Ma Yujie waved his sleeve, and the Candle of Death was stored in his Spirit Ring.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Whoosh! At the same time, vague figures appeared in the black fog behind him. They looked densely packed and extremely terrifying.

At the front of the countless black figures was a figure that was a thousand feet tall. He strode forward, and every step he took caused the entire Death Valley to tremble violently. It was as though an earthquake was occurring.

Bang!

The giant figure finally stopped behind Ma Yujie. Then, it took down the huge, pillar-like sword on its back and stabbed it into the ground.

Rumble!

The long sword stabbed into the ground ten meters in front of Ma Yujie. Then, the surrounding ground collapsed, but the square meter where Ma Yujie was standing was intact.

"Luosha King, are you going to attack me?"