Chapter 3862

Qin Ruibo smiled bitterly. "Brother Daowen entered the Visualization Tower, but he came out five days later!

He said that he had already cultivated the Demonic Origin Demonic Painting to Lesser Mastery and didn't need to stay any longer. He left just like that! "

He Yangxu's pupils constricted. He suspected that he had heard wrongly and repeated, "What did you say?

Did I hear wrongly?

You said that Brother Daowen only spent five days to cultivate the Demonic Origin Demonic Painting to Lesser Mastery?

How is that possible? "

Qin Ruibo said bitterly, "I don't believe it either, but Brother Daowen doesn't have to lie to me, right?

After all, the Visualization Tower was open to him for a month, but he came out in five days. It's obviously not beneficial to him! "

He Yangxu fell silent. Qin Ruibo was right. Zhuowen had a month, but he came out in five days. This action was simply incomprehensible.

Unless it was really as Zhuowen said, that he had indeed cultivated the Demonic Origin Demonic Painting to Lesser Mastery in five days.

He Yangxu took a deep breath and looked at the sky. He sighed. "He's really a genius!

In the future, this Daowen will shine brightly in the Liyuan Main Region and even the entire Hexu Realm.

"He's going to become a hegemon who dominates a region!

It's a pity that we no longer have any ties with him. "

Qin Ruibo and the other two nodded in agreement. As long as Zhuowen didn't die midway, he would definitely be a top-notch expert in the future.

After Zhuowen left the Divine Firmament Soul Sect, he headed straight for Evil King Island.

There were only four months left until Hongwu Shengzon's entrance trial. He was prepared to enter seclusion during these four months, hoping to increase his cultivation level.

After all, he still had many Chaos Crystals on him, enough to increase his cultivation level by one or two minor realms.

When Zhuowen was about to reach Evil King Island, the disguise on his face completely faded, and he returned to his original appearance.

Evil King Island was still shrouded in black clouds all year round. From afar, it looked like a black pillar that pierced the sky.

When Zhuowen was about to reach the shore of Evil King Island, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. A strong sense of danger assaulted his heart.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Just as the sense of crisis welled up in his heart, three terrifying attacks suddenly swept over from three different directions and blasted onto Zhuowen's divine ship.

Boom! Boom!

The divine ship exploded with a loud bang, setting off a terrifying wave of fire.

Zhuowen's eyes were cold. The moment the divine ship exploded, he turned into a purple ghostly figure and left the divine ship, landing on the shore of Evil King Island.

He raised his head and looked at the three middle-aged men floating in the air in front of him. His expression did not look too good.

This was because he recognized the three middle-aged men's robes. They were the robes of the Hong Martial Divine Sect's elders.

Furthermore, the cultivation of these three people was not weak. They were all at the early stage of the Yin Yang Transformation Realm.

"This Zhuowen has indeed returned to Evil King Island!

I really didn't expect that we didn't wait in vain! "

A tall and sturdy middle-aged man looked coldly at Zhuo Wen as a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

With that, with the middle-aged man as the leader, the three of them quickly surrounded Zhuowen.

Zhuowen's expression was ugly. The three of them were only at the early stage of the Yin Yang Transformation Realm. Zhuowen was not afraid of them.

What he was puzzled about was how the Hong Martial Divine Sect knew that he was on Evil King Island.

"How did you know my whereabouts?" Zhuowen's eyes were cold as he asked.

"You don't have to ask. Obediently surrender and follow us back to the Hong Martial Divine Sect!

You should know that with your cultivation, you are no match for us! "The burly man said with disdain.

"Let me ask you again. How did you know my whereabouts?"

Zhuo Wen roared in a low voice. His voice carried blazing killing intent.

The burly man was instantly frightened by the killing intent in Lin Fan's eyes and could not help but take a few steps back.

However, he felt that it was a little embarrassing and took a few steps forward. He said fiercely, "A mere Empty God Transformation Realm ant dares to shout in front of me. You are courting death!"

With that, the burly man took the initiative to attack. His right palm blasted out and instantly, nine palm prints surged out.

Every palm print was as vast as a mountain and had a terrifying aura. It crushed towards Zhuowen.

The other two men looked calm and did not have any intention of attacking.

In their eyes, a mere Empty God Transformation Realm ant was not qualified for the three of them to join forces.

If it was not for Sikong Qiyu's orders, they would not even bother to follow. Only the burly man alone would be enough.

The nine palm prints were extremely fast. They landed on Zhuo Wen's body in unison, causing nine deafening explosions to erupt.

The burly man stood in his original position. His eyes revealed a trace of coldness and arrogance.

In his eyes, Zhuowen was already a dead man. He did not even look at him.

Just as the burly man's gaze landed on where Zhuo Wen was, a strong sense of danger engulfed his mind.

Boom!

There was a deafening explosion that reverberated in the burly man's ears.

By the time he reacted, he saw a huge fist smashing into the space between his eyebrows.

Puchi!

The burly man flew out in a sorry state. Blood spurted out from between his eyebrows. A strange purple gold energy surged into the depths of his eyebrows like maggots.

Ah!

The burly man covered his eyebrows and let out a shrill scream. He kept rolling on the ground and screamed at the top of his lungs. He was like a prisoner who had been tortured hundreds of times.

The two Early-stage Yin Yang Transformation Realm cultivators who had stopped not far away were shocked. They looked at Zhuowen and the burly man in disbelief.

Zhuowen's eyes were cold. He looked coldly at the other two cultivators. The killing intent in his eyes was no longer concealed.

"All of you can die as well!"

Zhuowen roared. It was like the roar of an injured beast. It was low and shocking.

"Kill him!"

The eyes of the two cultivators also erupted with piercing killing intent. As far as they were concerned, the only reason Zhuo Wen was able to injure the burly man was because the burly man had been careless, allowing Zhuo Wen to take advantage of the situation.

Zhuo Wen summoned nine Void Spirits and stood in front of the two cultivators, blocking them.

At the same time, he pointed his sword finger at his eyebrows. A purple gold light surged out from the depths of his eyebrows.

The golden light was extremely hot. As it surged, it turned into two large purple gold swords.

The moment the two large purple gold swords flew out, the surrounding Sword Qi rushed into the sky as if it was going to cut the sky open.

The two cultivators had just broken through Zhuowen's nine Virtual Spirits when they felt the terrifying purple gold Sword Qi. Their expressions changed drastically.

They actually felt the chilling aura of death from the two large purple gold swords.

Swoosh!

Under Zhuo Wen's cold gaze, two purplish-gold swords sliced through the air, dragging long tails of light as they slashed towards the two cultivators.

Before the two cultivators could react, the large purple gold swords pierced through their eyebrows.