Zhu Yang's heart was horrified, he stared at the Taiyou Holy Sword, his heart was beating violently, and he could clearly sense the breath of death on the Taiyou Holy Sword.

The sword was too dangerous to threaten his life.

Zhu Yangchi roared, no longer pestering Zhuo Wen, and quickly retreated. xd8

"Slash!"

Zhuo Wen hung in mid-air, he looked at Zhu Yangchi indifferently, pinched the sword finger in his right hand, and slashed down into the void.

The Taiyou Holy Sword turned into an endless sword light, landed from the sky, and stood fiercely on Zhu Yangchi's head.

Zhu Yang had no way to avoid it, so he could only urge the Qiankun world to block in front of him.

Rumble!

The sword light rose to the sky, shattering the void with might, and the moment it fell on the Qiankun world, it completely shook the Qiankun world.

The Qiankun world was crumbling, and it completely shattered, turning into countless energy fragments.

Under Zhu Yangchi's frightened gaze, the sword light turned into a ray of light, completely piercing Zhu Yangchi's eyebrows.

Zhu Yang stared at Zhuo Wen with a dead eye, his divine soul was completely crushed by the Taiyou Holy Sword, and he fell from the air without blinking.

When his body finally fell to the ground, his body was torn apart, shattered into countless powders, and he could no longer die.

Up and down the Divine City, countless monks were like petrified, quiet and a mess.

They stared at the disappeared body of Zhu Yangchi, opened their mouths, and couldn't say a word.

Originally, Ling Xinghai, who was standing between Zhuo Wen and Shencheng, with his hands on his chest, had been in a good time, and the playful smile on his face had long since disappeared, replaced by a stunned and deep fear.

Zhu Yangchi actually died like this.

Ling Xinghai suddenly felt a sharp gaze, shooting straight at him.

His neck stiffened, and he slowly raised his head, looking at Zhuo Wen in front of him, staring at him coldly, and grinning at him.

Ling Xinghai was terrified, and he involuntarily took dozens of steps back.

"Ling Xinghai, now it's your turn!" Zhuo Wen slowly walked towards Ling Xinghai, his flat voice echoing between heaven and earth.

Ling Xinghai's face was gloomy, and he retreated again and again, and said with some resentment: "You have hidden your cultivation, the city is really deep! If it weren't for Brother Zhu's carelessness, how could you kill him so easily!"

Zhuo Wen didn't stop, and said casually: "Ling Xinghai, haven't I already told you? Either of the two of you is not qualified to face me! You join forces, and you barely have some qualifications!"

"But you didn't listen to me, and you had to go one-on-one with me, so it's not a pity for you to die!"

Ling Xinghai's face was gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "Zhuo Wen, if you let us go, I will immediately withdraw from the Huxu Realm with the army, and the treasure house of my Purple Illusion Clan can also be presented with both hands!"

Zhuo Wen was not surprised by Ling Xinghai's softness, he just shook his head and smiled: "My mercy can only be given to you once, if you miss it, you miss it!"

"Today, you and your army must stay here for your life!"

Ling Xinghai's face changed greatly, he suddenly shouted, and said, "All the armies obey the order, let me destroy this son together, and I will be rewarded afterwards!"

As soon as Ling Xinghai's words came out, the 50,000 troops of the Purple Illusion Clan not far away rushed in unison, and one terrifying offensive after another swept over, aiming directly at Zhuo Wen.

"It's so despicable, this Ling Xinghai was deliberately delaying time just now, but in fact, he secretly got in touch with the 50,000 army and encircled and suppressed Senior Brother Zhuo together!"

In Hux's City, Samei saw this scene and couldn't help but curse.

Countless monks in the Divine City were also rude, scolding Ling Xinghai for being really despicable and shameless, saying that it was a one-on-one confrontation and going back on his word, and he also sent a large army to encircle and suppress Zhuo Wen.

Ling Xinghai naturally didn't have time to pay attention to the scolding in the Divine City, after the 50,000-strong army launched an offensive, he also used a thunderous blow, hoping to completely destroy Zhuo Wen under this joint offensive.

I saw Ling Xinghai sacrifice out of the Qiankun World, and mysterious starlight swept out from the Qiankun World, like thousands of rivers flowing into the sea, pouring in from the top of Zhuo Wen's head.

At the same time, the offensive of 50,000 troops also swept together and hit Zhuo Wen's body heavily.

Suddenly, with Zhuo Wen as the center, a radius of thousands of miles was filled with colorful light, and then there was a continuous terrifying explosion.

"Kill!"

Ling Xinghai roared, and the black pressure of the 50,000 army swept over, and not long after the offensive fell, he rushed towards Zhuo Wen.

But soon, Ling Xinghai was shocked to find that the 50,000-strong army had just approached Zhuo Wen's range of about dozens of zhang, and they had exploded into clouds of blood mist.

And he finally discovered that dozens of zhang away from Zhuo Wen, the array of brilliance flowed, exuding a terrifying aura.

These formations are like meat grinders, but whenever an army of 50,000 approaches, they crush and crush them into powder.

In the blink of an eye, there were 10,000 troops, and before they knew it, they were crushed into powder by these dense formations, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

The remaining 40,000 troops were so frightened that they didn't dare to rush up and retreated.

"If you're here, don't go!"

The indifferent voice came from the core of the explosion group, and I saw that the dense formation, like a swimming fish, rushed out, and completely enveloped the 40,000 army.

In the envelope of the endless formation, the screams came and went, and a large number of monks fell under the crushing of the formation at every moment.

Inside the explosion group, a figure floated out, and a powerful divine sword surrounded him blocked the terrifying explosive energy around him.

"Good...... This is the real strength of Lord Zhuo!"

Hux's Divine City, countless monks, looked at the slender figure that walked out of the explosion group with burning adoration.

This moment, this figure, they will never be forgotten and unforgettable.

Ling Xinghai was completely frightened, he could no longer take care of his 50,000 army, and fled into the distance like a lost dog.

"Ling Xinghai, you can't escape!"

Zhuo Wen looked at Ling Xinghai's back, the two fingers of his right hand were combined as sword fingers, and the center of his eyebrows was a little bit, and the powerful divine soul condensed into a huge sword shape of several zhang.

With a flick of his fingers, this huge divine soul sword intent broke through the air, far away and invisible.

The speed of the Divine Soul is much faster than that of the physical body, and the Divine Soul Sword Intent is formed by the Divine Soul, and its speed is so fast that even the Taiyu Holy Sword is far from being able to compare.

Moreover, Zhuo Wen's divine soul had already reached the peak of the Qiankun Tribulation, and a divine soul sword intent that he had spawned at this moment, even if the peak of the Qiankun Great Tribulation was resisted, his divine soul would be severely damaged.

And Ling Xinghai, but in the late stage of the Qiankun Tribulation, how could he withstand the fierce attack of Zhuo Wen's terrifying divine soul.

Ling Xinghai, who was originally fleeing, had actually been on guard against Zhuo Wen's movements behind him, and when he found the Divine Soul Sword Intent, before he could react, the Divine Soul Sword Intent had already appeared on the back of his head.

Under his incredulous gaze, it sank into the back of his head, penetrated deep into his divine soul, and in his divine soul world, stirring and stirring up waves......