Chapter 3339

Half Eight Star

"Looks like someone can't take it anymore!

It should be Long Wen! "

"What do you mean it should be Long Wen? It must be Long Wen!

I don't know what kind of dogshit luck that Long Wen has. He actually lasted until now in the second stage.

But now his luck has run out. Compared to Wu Xingyuan, he is still far from it! "

"That's true. After all, Wu Xingyuan is the most dazzling genius of the Sorcerer Clan and the true representative of the younger generation of the Prehistoric Heavenly Region. He is invincible!"

"..."

In the deep pit, the moment the muffled groan sounded out, the surrounding people began to chatter.

Immediately after, a miserable figure flew out of the deep pit.

"Long Wen can't take it anymore!" The Moon Wolf Clan Patriarch, E Taihe, shook his head.

"This little bastard must have a lot of secrets. We can't let him go. To be able to withstand the pressure of the Ancestral Sorcerer Statue until now, we can't let him go!" The Corpse Ghost Clan Patriarch, Shi Yinzhuang, said hatefully in his heart.

Wu Wuxian's gaze also landed on the faintly discernible figure. Like everyone else, she also believed that the figure was Zhuo Wen.

She was very confident in Wu Xingyuan. No matter what stage, Wu Xingyuan had to be first, and could only be first. This came from the pride of the Sorcerer Clan, and also her confidence in Wu Xingyuan's talent and strength.

At this moment, all the gazes in the surroundings were fixed on the wretched figure.

Their thoughts were surprisingly the same. They all thought that this figure must be Long Wen and could not be Wu Xingyuan.

Bang!

After the miserable figure flew out of the deep pit, he twisted his waist, flipped in the air, and landed lightly on the ground.

However, this figure was clearly exhausted. He knelt on one knee and spat out a mouthful of blood. It was obvious that his injuries were not light.

When all eyes finally gathered on this figure, the owners of these gazes were stunned. The surroundings were terrifyingly quiet.

Even someone as steady as Wu Wuxian staggered, a clear indication of the turmoil in her heart.

"What's going on?

Shouldn't the one who came out be Long Wen?

How could it be Wu Xingyuan? "

"Are you seeing things? Did you mistake Long Wen for Wu Xingyuan!"

"..."

All the alien races recognized that this figure was not the Long Wen they were expecting, but the number one genius of the Sorcerer Tribe, Wu Xingyuan.

An uproar erupted in the surrounding area. Many of the non-human beings were in disbelief at this result.

Wu Xingyuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly stood up. He stared at the deep pit in front of him for a long time before finally turning around and walking to Wu Wuxian's side without a word.

"Nephew Wu, did Long Wen die because he couldn't withstand the pressure inside?" The Moon Wolf Clan's Patriarch, E Tai He, couldn't recognize Long Wen, so he stepped forward and asked.

"He must have died in there!

Brother E, you can't be thinking that the ants from that small clan have the ability to hold on in there until now, right?

What a joke. "Corpse Yinmarsh sneered.

Shi Fu coldly snorted and glanced at the deep pit in the distance. He firmly believed in Corpse Yinmarsh's judgment. Such a death was letting Long Wen off too lightly.

Wu Wuxian looked at Wu Xingyuan, puzzled. She wanted to verify E Taihe's words with Wu Xingyuan.

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

"Long Wen didn't die. He's still in the deep pit!

I lost to him in the second stage! "

After Wu Xingyuan finished his sentence, he shut his mouth and his expression was cold.

However, this sentence was like a stone that caused a thousand ripples and spread among the non-human beings.

Wu Xingyuan actually admitted defeat. This was too unbelievable.

"However, his strength isn't strong. If it's a one-on-one fight, I can defeat him in one move!"

The surrounding cheers were too loud. Wu Xingyuan couldn't bear to listen any longer. He explained that Long Wenyuan wasn't his match. The second stage of the competition was special. That was why Long Wenyuan took advantage of the loophole.

As soon as this statement came out, the surrounding clamor lessened. Many of the non-human beings agreed with Wu Xingyuan's words.

The second stage was indeed not a competition of strength. Long Wen's luck was indeed good, so he had the opportunity to overshadow Wu Xingyuan's limelight.

Wu Wuxian's beautiful eyes turned cold. She wasn't targeting Wu Xingyuan, but Long Wen.

She wouldn't allow the number one genius of the Sorcerer Tribe to be defeated.

But now, Long Wen had actually overshadowed Wu Xingyuan in the second stage. This was too ridiculous.

Wu Wuxian's expression was calm, but her heart was furious. She wanted to kill Long Wen.

"High Priestess, Long Wen hasn't come out yet!

Our Divine Senses can't enter!

Why don't you stop the pressure?

Let's see how Long Wen is doing inside! "E Taihe said impatiently.

Wu Wuxian shook her head and said, "I can't control the pressure of the Ancestral Sorcerer statue. I can only activate the statue, but I can't stop the pressure.

"However, this pressure will only exist for two hours. After two hours, the pressure will naturally disappear!"

Not far away, Crape Myrtle Star frowned slightly.

He felt that Wu Wuxian was lying. Wu Wuxian should be able to control the pressure, but she said that she couldn't. Obviously, she didn't want to remove the pressure in the deep pit. This was targeted at Zhuowen.

Wu Xingyuan looked at Wu Wuxian again, but didn't say anything. He knew that Wu Wuxian was lying, but he remained silent. He even hoped that Long Wen would die in the deep pit. This was the best result.

As time passed, Zhuowen still hadn't appeared. Many of the Foreign Tribes around were talking about it. They all thought that Long Wen might have died inside.

At this moment, Zhuowen, who was in the deep pit, was bursting with blazing light.

The light was very strong, but the pressure and dust around the deep pit completely covered the light. Even the aura didn't leak out.

Zhuowen's eyes were full of light. The pressure of the twelve Ancestral Sorcerer statues was so strong that it had tempered his Pangu Sacred Body to the peak.

That's right. Zhuowen's Pangu Sacred Body was about to break through.

Even though he knew that it was impossible for him to break through to eight stars, he knew that it wouldn't be a problem for him to break through to half eight stars.

This was also to build up his foundation for breaking through to eight stars.

Boom!

Suddenly, the sparkling and translucent radiance on Zhuo Wen's body reached its peak. Countless rays of light overflowed in all directions, shooting out like arrows.

A terrifying aura surged out in all directions like a tidal wave.

The surrounding craters, under the effect of this terrifying energy, actually cracked open, expanding from three miles to more than ten miles.

At this moment, the terrifying pressure in the deep pit was completely annihilated.

The moment the pressure was annihilated, Zhuowen's aura was retracted under the effect of the Pangu Banner.

At this moment, all the Foreign Tribes outside were leaving the central area of the Guarded Ground.

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

Just now, this three-kilometer-wide crater suddenly burst open, and a terrifying energy burst out, directly expanding the crater to its current size of more than ten kilometers.

The nearby Foreign Tribes quickly retreated far away, looking at the expanding deep pit in front of them with lingering fear.

None of the Foreign Tribes thought that this strange phenomenon had anything to do with Zhuowen. They all thought that it was caused by the pressure of the Ancestral Sorcerer statues.

"That Long Wen should be dead for sure!

That terrifying energy burst out just now. Even if he doesn't die, he'll die! "

That was what most of the Foreign Tribes thought!