After the strong Liang Gu worm and the Xuan Ying Gu worm entered Zhuo Wen's body, Zhuo Wen's pale face suddenly became a little ruddy, and his weak aura also became a little strong.

Another day had passed, and Zhuo Wen's flesh and blood had been completely corroded, and the skin on the surface had long since festered, leaving only a skeleton.

And this skeleton is also wrapped in blood mist, and it begins to disappear gradually.

But Zhuo Wen's head was intact, and his spirit had not yet collapsed.

When all the flesh and bones below the head were melted, Zhuo Wen opened his eyes violently and let out a long roar.

With a long whistle, a magnificent and terrifying aura surged out from Zhuo Wen's body.

This aura is really terrifying, much more terrifying than Zhuo Wen's before, as if a qualitative change has occurred.

And below Zhuo Wen's head, the flesh and bones that had been dissolved began to recover gradually at this moment.

In the end, Zhuo Wen's complete body completely recovered.

Zhuo Wen stood up, his eyes flashed, and he laughed: "It's finally a breakthrough, I've finally broken through the Eight Star Pangu Holy Body!"

Zhuo Wen had broken through the Eight Star Pangu Holy Body, and the aura in his body was still skyrocketing.

Because the energy provided by the Qiangliang Gu Worm and the Xuanying Gu Worm was really too powerful, and a small part of it remained in Zhuo Wen's body.

Zhuo Wen punched out suddenly, and the intractable blood mist around him swept up the formation, and some of the blood mist collapsed directly.

Moreover, Zhuo Wen's casual blow carried the three energy fluctuations of Qiangliang, Xuanming and Harvest, which were the power of thunder, the power of rain and the power of gold.

Of course, in addition to these three energies, Zhuo Wen's attack was also wrapped in the power of other ancestral witch Gu worms that were integrated into his body, such as the power of fire of Zhu Rong and the power of water of Gonggong.

Zhuo Wen's eyes were full of essence, and he knew that with the power of his current eight-star Pangu Holy Body, it was enough to shatter all the intractable blood mist around him.

But he didn't do this, he sat down cross-legged again, he planned to absorb all the remaining Gu worm energy in his body, he planned to continue to impact the realm, and directly ascended from the Pangu Holy Body in the early stage of the Eight Stars to the middle stage of the Pangu Holy Body.

He had used three Ancestral Witch Gu Worms, and one Ancestral Witch Gu Worm was already very rare, let alone three, so he was naturally reluctant to waste the remaining Ancestral Witch Gu Worm's energy.

And the surrounding blood mist could not affect Zhuo Wen at all.

But all the blood mist that was close to Zhuo Wen was basically completely suppressed by the powerful spirit of his body, and he didn't dare to make the slightest move.

It was the past day again, and it was also the time to enter the ninth day of the Ancestral Witch Qi Pond, Jingshan sat cross-legged next to the magic circle, looking at the spherical blood mist suspended above the magic circle, and frowned.

"It's been four days, and this Long Wen hasn't completely died, and this life is too tenacious, right?" Jingshan muttered to herself.

She knew the horror of the blood mist, even if she was wrapped in the blood mist, she wouldn't be able to support it for a day.

But that Long Wen was wrapped in blood mist, and it had been four days, and the blood mist had not yet dispersed, which made Jingshan feel a little uneasy in her heart.

Just as Jingshan lost her mind, the blood mist burst out, and a terrifying aura, like a gravity amplified countless times, acted on the entire underground grotto.

Jingshan snorted, and the moment she came into contact with this breath, she retreated again and again, and her face was extremely pale.

When Jingshan looked up at the place where the blood mist had dispersed, she saw a majestic figure standing up to the sky.

And this figure is not unfamiliar to her at all, because this figure is the Long Wen she thought would die.

"Long Wen, how is this possible? You didn't die in that bloodthirsty mist, this is impossible!" Jingshan shouted in disbelief with her beautiful eyes.

Zhuo Wen looked down at Jingshan, his eyes were cold, and he said lightly: "There is nothing impossible?

Jingshan's eyes were gloomy, and she hurriedly retreated, but the moment she just stepped back, her neck felt pain, and she was actually pinched by Zhuo Wen.

She mobilized all her energy and wanted to break free from Zhuo Wen's hands, but found that it was all in vain, and she couldn't break free at all.

She is now like a doll in Zhuowen's hands, completely deprived of her freedom.

Only then did Jingshan notice that the aura on Zhuo Wen's body was already terrifying, and it was suppressing her to death.

"You...... You actually broke through in the vamplust fog?" Jingshan thought of something and couldn't help but scream.

"Thanks to you, I did break through in that bullshit blood mist!"

Zhuo Wen said coldly, and slammed Jingshan to the ground, and at the same time, with a sword point in his right hand, a ray of light swept out and poured into Jingshan's body.

Jingshan screamed, her whole body collapsed to the ground, she looked at Zhuo Wen resentfully, and screamed: "Long Wen, you actually dare to abolish me?"

"You have a bad plot against me, I didn't kill you, it's already the greatest mercy!" Zhuo Wen looked indifferent, and continued: "Say, why do you want to harm me?"

Jingshan lost her soul and collapsed to the ground, ignoring Zhuo Wen's question.

Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, and said, "Don't force me to search for your soul!"

Jingshan still looked confused, as if she hadn't heard Zhuo Wen's words at all.

Her cultivation has been abolished, the future is bleak, and she has no love left.

Zhuo Wen shook his head, turned his right hand into a claw, pressed it on Jingshan's head, and began to search for souls brutally.

After Zhuo Wen withdrew his hand, he threw Jingshan into the teleportation array.

I saw that the blood mist that was originally dispersed by Zhuo Wen swallowed Jingshan like a big mouth.

Jingshan screamed miserably, and there was no sound at all.

Zhuo Wen looked at the magic circle, constantly squirming with blood mist, but his face was not very good-looking.

Through Jingshan's memory, Zhuo Wen knew that this magic circle was indeed a teleportation array that teleported to a place related to Pangu.

It's just that in order to activate this teleportation array, it is necessary to sacrifice the life of a monk who has received a portion of the Pangu inheritance.

When the life of this monk who has received the Pangu lineage is sacrificed, a blood-colored teleportation card will be formed.

With this Scarlet Teleportation Card, the recipient can activate the Scarlet Teleportation Card anytime and anywhere, and enter the so-called Pangu Fallen Land.

Of course, it remains to be verified whether it is the place where Pangu fell, but it is definitely a place related to Pangu.

The inheritance of the sacrificial monk will be burned in the blood-colored teleportation card, and the recipient can get the part of the Pangu inheritance on the sacrificial monk through the blood-colored teleportation card.

"Hehe, this Jingshan is really calculating, she actually calculated me from the beginning!"

Zhuo Wen muttered to himself, watching the blood mist in the sky dissipate, turning into a blood-colored token, which fell into Zhuo Wen's hand.