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For the next period of time, Zhuo Wen basically stayed in the inn to cultivate, while Duan Zhipeng was basically not in the inn, but was preparing for the battle of the tomb. Apex Fiction X23UOM

Time passed gradually, and half a month passed quietly.

Finally, on this day, Duan Zhipeng knocked on Zhuo Wen's door.

"Brother Zhuo, the specific location of the grave of that cosmic law powerhouse has finally been investigated!"

As soon as he entered the door, Duan Zhipeng was quite excited to get straight to the point with Zhuo Wen.

Zhuo Wen was excited in his heart, and lowered his voice and said, "Brother Duan, where is that grave?"

Duan Zhipeng took out a jade slip, handed it to Zhuo Wen, and whispered: "The specific location of the tomb is all in this jade slip, this is what I got from a friend in the Witch Sacred City at a great price, there is absolutely no doubt about it." ”

"The news from the Witch Sacred City, that is, ......," Zhuo Wen frowned.

"You guessed right, the news of the tomb of the strong man of the universe law phase, the first thing to know is the witch god clan! Originally, the witch god clan planned to monopolize the tomb of the universe law phase, but I didn't expect that the news of this tomb was suddenly revealed!"

"Many realms around the Witch God Realm, and even some geniuses from the Outer Heaven List, are also very interested in this, which is why the Witch God City is so lively!" Duan Zhipeng smiled lightly.

"Then are there many people who know the specific location of the tomb of this cosmic law powerhouse?" Zhuo Wen had a bad premonition, since Duan Zhipeng could get a specific location, it was obvious that other powerhouses in the Great Freedom Realm could also get it.

"There should be a lot, after all, I am just a casual cultivator, and some of the real big forces have corresponding channels to learn about this news! This competition is definitely not small, you have to be careful!" Duan Zhipeng said with a solemn expression.

He was actually a little worried about Zhuo Wen, after all, Zhuo Wen's cultivation was really a little low, and this battle for the tomb was indispensable to the master of the Qiankun Tribulation, if Zhuo Wen encountered such an opponent, I am afraid it would be dangerous.

Zhuo Wen smiled slightly, but didn't say anything.

Although his cultivation is only in the middle stage of the Ancient Star Transformation, his strength is definitely not weak, and coupled with the fact that the level of the Formation Dao has just broken through the Eternal Level, an ordinary Qiankun Tribulation powerhouse may not be able to take him.

"Let's go, let's go to the grave first!" Duan Zhipeng suggested.

Zhuo Wen nodded, so the two of them left the inn and quickly left the Witch God City.

According to the reliable information obtained by Duan Zhipeng, the location of the tomb is tens of billions of kilometers away from the northern part of the Witch God City, in a place called Snow Flame Valley.

Snow Flame Valley is an extremely famous dangerous place in the Witch God Realm, extremely dangerous, and it is said that monks below the Great Freedom Realm will surely die if they enter.

When Zhuo Wen and Duan Zhipeng came to a wide clearing on the outskirts of Snow Flame Valley, they were shocked to find that at this moment, many people had already gathered in the clearing.

Moreover, these people also arranged the immortal mansion they carried with them in the open space, as if they were planning to live here.

What made Zhuo Wen's expression even more solemn was that the group of people in the clearing were all extremely strong, and even many of them were monks in the Great Freedom Realm, even if they were the worst, they were also the cultivation of Gu Xingchang.

"Just Gu Xing has become a junior, how dare you be so presumptuous, do you want to find death?"

Suddenly, in the center of the clearing, there was an unkind shout, which attracted the attention of everyone present.

Zhuo Wen and Duan Zhipeng were also attracted by this cheer, and couldn't help but look there.

I saw that in front of an immortal mansion in the center of the clearing, a purple-haired young man stood quietly, staring indifferently at a white-haired old man standing in the immortal mansion.

The purple-haired boy was extremely beautiful, his skin was even fairer and smoother than most female cultivators, and if it weren't for the protruding Adam's apple between his roars, it would have been easy to mistake him for a guy dressed as a man.

Fang Cai, the owner of that loud shout, was the old man standing in the Immortal Mansion.

At this moment, the old man stared at the purple-haired young man with extremely unkind eyes, and the aura on his body was like an abyssal sea, crushing down with a sprinkle, causing the pressure around him to suddenly increase dramatically.

The monks who had gathered around them all fled in fright, not daring to approach.

"It's the old man Heizhu, this is a big man in the early stage of the Qiankun Tribulation, I didn't expect him to come!"

"Hehe, the old man of the black bamboo is a loose cultivator without a sect, he acts as a scoundrel and arrogant, and he is also a person who must be revenged, even many of the realm guardians of the lower realms are unwilling to make enemies with the old man of the black bamboo. What is the origin of this young man, looking at the breath is just the peak of the ancient star, he actually dares to provoke the old man of Heizhu, isn't that looking for death?"

“……”

Many people present recognized the identity of the old man Heizhu, so they turned their eyes to the purple-haired young man, all of them

With a little mercy.

Zhuo Wen glanced at the purple-haired boy more, not because of the young man's excessively beautiful face, but because of the young man's unfazed flat expression.

This expression was as if he didn't pay attention to the old man in front of him at all.

"Old man Heizhu, I said it, I have taken a fancy to your position, and now it's too late for you to get out, otherwise, you may not even have a chance to roll later!"

When everyone thought that the purple-haired boy would kneel down and beg for mercy from the old man of Heizhu, the purple-haired boy finally spoke.

It's just that the words that come out are thundering everyone to the outside.

Isn't this young man crazy, you are a scum of an ancient star, why do you dare to say such unashamed words to the strong man of the Great Tribulation.

This is not only the idea of everyone, but also the idea of the old man of Heizhu.

"Little crumb, you are looking for death!"

The old man of Heizhu trembled angrily, his right hand reached out into the void, and then pressed down fiercely against Zhuo Wen.

Boom Boom!

I saw that the terrifying divine power condensed from the void, turned into a huge mountain phantom, and blasted towards the purple-haired boy.

The old man's eyes were full of contempt, after all, he was a strong man of the Qiankun Tribulation, and it was naturally impossible to use all his strength to deal with a monk at the peak of the ancient star transformation, just a casual blow, in his opinion, he could destroy the young man in front of him.

It's just that the old man of Heizhu didn't see the mocking smile on the corner of the purple-haired young man's mouth.

Suddenly, the purple-haired boy drew the long sword at his waist and quickly slashed it out.

I saw that a purple sword light rushed out like a match, turning into a purple river and crashing on the phantom of the mountain.

Then, under the horrified gaze of everyone, the mountain phantom was annihilated by the purple sword light.

At the moment when the mountain phantom was annihilated, the purple-haired young man stepped out, shot out, and appeared in front of the old man of black bamboo in the blink of an eye.

Before everyone could react, the purple-haired young man had already staggered past the old man of black bamboo.

Sonor!

The purple-haired young man slowly withdrew his sword back into its scabbard, a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

Poof!

At the moment when the purple-haired young man's long sword was sheathed, a brilliant blood burst out, and he saw that the black bamboo old man's eyes widened, and his hands had been cut off shoulder to shoulder.

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