The sound of clear footsteps, the moment it sounded, all the aliens looked in the direction where the footsteps came.

I saw that in the deep pit ahead, the dust swept away, and it actually dispersed, and a figure as straight as a gun appeared in everyone's sight.

"This guy...... He's not dead!" Among the ghoul clan, the faces of the corpse and the corpse swamp suddenly became ugly.

The patriarch of the Moon Wolf Clan, E Taihe, frowned slightly, he looked deeply at the figure that came out of the deep pit, and muttered in a low voice: "This dragon text is really not simple, it seems that I lost my eyes at the beginning!"

Qianping, who originally called Zhuo Wen a hillbilly, was also silent, or rather, she was suppressed and couldn't say anything.

Tu Qian, who was standing beside Qi Qianping, the pride in his eyes was gone, but was replaced by solemnity and jealousy.

And the most surprising thing was Wu Xingyuan, who was standing beside Wu Wuxian.

The moment Zhuo Wen appeared, his body trembled slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.

Wu Xingyuan actually couldn't figure out how terrifying the coercion of the Twelve Dao Ancestral Witch Statues was, even if he was a strong man in the late stage of the Heavenly Lord, he would be seriously injured if he was shrouded in such a terrifying coercion.

But what kind of freak is this Long Wen, not only did he survive, but now he looks spotless and doesn't look injured at all, how did he do this.

Wu Xingyuan remembered very well that at that time, he couldn't withstand the pressure of the Twelve Ancestral Witch Statues, and the moment he withdrew in embarrassment, he went to look at Zhuo Wen.

At that time, Zhuo Wen, although he was in a better state than him, was also quite embarrassed, not at all like now, he was spotless.

Moreover, Wu Xingyuan also faintly felt that this Zhuo Wen's strength seemed to be even more refined than before.

But even so, he still couldn't see what this Zhuo Wen's specific cultivation was.

As for Wu Wuxian, his face became a little ugly, and the killing intent towards Zhuo Wen in his heart became even stronger.

Originally, Wu Wuxian planned to use the coercion of the ancestral witch statue to completely annihilate Zhuo Wen, but he didn't expect that this Zhuo Wen actually came out unharmed, which was a slap in the face.

Although Wu Wuxian was murderous towards Zhuo Wen in his heart, it was impossible to do it now, after all, Wu Song would continue.

With a wave of Wu Wuxian's robe, a wave of energy gushed out and landed in the area in the center of the Guardian Land, which had become a giant pit, and the giant pit was immediately filled by this torrent of energy, forming a smooth and white ground.

Then Wu Wuxian didn't even mention Zhuo Wen, but said lightly: "Now that the second stage has ended, one hundred and eight contestants have been selected!

"The Heavenly Dao energy of this guardian place is far stronger than that of the outside world, and in three days, you should be able to recover and heal all the injuries on your body!

After speaking, Wu Wuxian took a group of Wu clan powerhouses and returned to the Wu clan hall.

"Long Daoyou, you have to be careful of that Wu Wuxian!

As soon as Zhuo Wen came to Ziwei Xingjun's side, Jingshan's voice came to his mind.

Zhuo Wen turned his head, looked at Jingshan not far away, and nodded to him, indicating that he had his own measure.

"Brother Zhuo, in fact, you should have come down earlier! You have stolen the limelight of Wu Xingyuan, I'm afraid that the Wu Clan will move you!" Ziwei Xingjun whispered with some sighs.

Zhuo Wen smiled and said: "Brother Ziwei, the reason why I didn't come down is because the coercion of the ancestral witch statue is of great benefit to me, otherwise, I wouldn't be in the limelight, after all, the risk is too great." ”

Ziwei Xingjun was stunned, nodded, and didn't ask Zhuo Wen what benefits he had gained.

He knew very well that Zhuo Wen had a big secret on him, and since he could get benefits, as a friend, he was happy for him from the bottom of his heart.

After the two chatted for a while, they found a remote place and sat cross-legged, intending to adjust their state.

Whether it is Zhuo Wen and Ziwei Xingjun, neither of them is actually injured.

Ziwei Xingjun retreated early, and it was strange that he could be injured with his strength.

And Zhuo Wen's Pangu Holy Body has just been promoted to a half-step eight-star, and he is in very good condition.

However, he also knew that now that he had just been promoted, he had to consolidate his realm first, so as not to make the realm unstable.

This promotion made Zhuo Wen very confident, if he could get the Ancestral Witch Gu Worm, the Pangu Holy Body would be promoted to eight stars, and there would be no problem at all.

While consolidating the Pangu Holy Body, the Terran deity in the Great World began to separate a small part of the Divine Soul from the Divine Soul and began to condense the second Divine Soul Sword Intent.

Although Zhuo Wen had already had the experience of the last time, but in the process of condensing this time, he was still grinning in pain, but his state was much better than the first time.

After the separation of the divine soul, all that remains is the process of continuous condensation.

It can be said that Zhuo Wen's cultivation of the divine soul and the physical body are not wrong.

However, when condensing the second Divine Soul Sword Intent, Zhuo Wen began to find that his Divine Soul was a little unbearable.

He had no doubt that if he condensed the third Divine Soul Sword Intent, his Divine Soul would most likely collapse.

He knew that this was because his Divine Soul was still not strong enough, and if his Divine Soul was strong enough, no matter how much the Divine Soul Sword Intent was condensed, it would be fine.

Not long after Zhuo Wen crossed his knees, he felt a footstep approaching him.

He opened his eyes and saw that a figure had walked up to him, facing him.

When he saw the true face of this figure, the corners of his mouth showed a hint of mockery.

Because the owner of this figure turned out to be the genius of the Phoenix Clan, Feng Buming.

Feng Buming looked at Zhuo Wen, arched his hands, and said quite politely: "Long Daoyou, in the Lower Phoenix Clan, Feng Buming! I don't know if Long Daoyou, you have time? I have something to discuss with you!"

Although Feng Buming's tone was polite, Zhuo Wen could still see the arrogance and unhappiness in Feng Buming's eyes.

He glanced at Feng Buming's phoenix lord Feng Liluo in the Phoenix clan team in the distance behind him, and he knew that Feng Buming came to find him, and it should be Feng Liluo's order.

"If you have something to say, let it go!" Zhuo Wen said lightly.

Feng Buming was stunned for a moment, and then became furious, but fortunately, he was scheming and did not attack on the spot, and said in a deep voice: "Long Daoyou, you have to be clear, I am looking for you on behalf of the Phoenix Clan, and you have this attitude?"

"Is the Phoenix Clan amazing? I even killed the corpses of the Ghoul Clan, and I am still afraid of you Phoenix Clan! Or are your Phoenix Clans much stronger than the Ghoul Clan?" Zhuo Wen smiled lightly.

Feng Buming was angry, but he didn't dare to answer Zhuo Wen's words.

Although the Phoenix Clan is one of the top ten races, its strength ranking is not high, while the Ghoul Clan is very powerful, and among the top ten races, it can be ranked in the top three.

Otherwise, how could the corpse of the ghoul clan have the courage to argue with Wu Xingyuan before, it was because he had confidence!