The law of the jungle, pursuing, killing, beheading, all the gore is taken for granted in this world.

Zhuo Chuan didn't know when his state of mind had changed.

When he was on Earth, he was terrified of killing a chicken, and he couldn't forget that scene for days.

And now, he slashed the enemy with his own hands, the secret guillotine fell, and Mo Kun's body fell to the ground, stained with blood, but there was not much throbbing in his heart.

"I really don't know if this is good or bad......" he shook his head with a sigh and put away Mo Kun's wooden seal.

This magic weapon is indeed extraordinary, after fusing the lightning strike wood obtained by Mo Kun in the ancient ruins, he will almost be promoted to the six land magic soldiers in one step, if it is not for Zhuo Chuan's rich wealth, it will be really very troublesome to deal with him.

After putting away the broken spear again, Zhuo Chuan sat down, devoured the strange fruit, and watched the battle between Zhang Wenlin and Bing Shenyan.

In that direction, the spell flew sideways, the green scale eagle god shape was like a steel pour, glowing with a metallic luster, and Bing Shen Yan's body was surrounded by qi waves, like a breathless wind, resisting the attack of most of the opponents.

On the other side, Zhang Wenlin was holding a streaming CD, raising his hands and feet, and there were many visions, and there were several magic soldiers flying around him, even in battle.

However, after Zhuo Chuan killed Mo Kun, his complexion changed and changed, and his mind couldn't be calm at this moment.

"How could it be...... How could Mo Kun be killed by a Heaven-Foot Cultivator......"

He couldn't believe that the offensive had been taken away a lot, and he had withdrawn some of the French soldiers to protect himself and tie his hands and feet in battle.

Phew!

The green eagle chirped, Bing Shenyan's injuries had not recovered, his strength was not at his peak, and it was still a little difficult to deal with Zhang Wenlin, but now when he saw him like this, he suddenly smiled, and the scale armor turned into a sword, falling like a storm.

Mo Kun's death, except for Zhuo Chuan himself, everyone else present was quite surprised.

With the power of Tianzu, he fell, and slashed the monks of the Huahai Realm alone! This kind of feat, even when Wei Xin, the first person of the younger generation in Turing County, was in the Tianzu realm, could not do it!

"What a monster!" Bing Shenyan could only sigh like this.

The battle between him and Zhang Wenlin had reached a fever pitch, and Zhuo Chuan did not intervene in it, taking care of himself to restore the lost divine power.

The secret technique of slashing thousands of armies is too strong, and the consumption is too great for him.

"Don't watch the show, come and help!" Finally, Bing Shenyan slowly fell into disadvantage and shouted for him to help.

Hearing this, Zhuo Chuan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Why, didn't I remember that you said before that any of these people who face you alone will not be your opponent?

This is what Bing Shenyan said himself, at that time, he was chased and killed by the three people of the Feiyu Sect, including Zhang Wenlin, and one person was alone against the three masters, which was really amazing.

"That's when I wasn't injured, and now I haven't fully recovered my strength, and he has the Six Regions Magic Soldier Streamer, can it be the same?" Bing Shenyan shouted angrily.

When he first said this, how did he know that Zhang Wenlin would carry a streaming disc?!

Zhuo Chuan shook his head with a smile, stood up, and looked at Zhang Wenlin with a pair of dark eyes.

He didn't rush to make a move, but first took out dozens of big flags from the ancient ring, flew out with a wave of his hand, and planted them around, surrounding the three of them in the center.

This is something left by Mrs. Yingran, when she knocked on the door of the Night Emperor's palace, she attracted a burst of Zen singing, just like the ancient emperor inspecting the world.

Although Zhuo Chuan couldn't do this, after such a long time of self-study and research, he still understood the way.

Rumble!

Dozens of flags were in the sky, falling in all directions, blocking the area within a radius of 100 zhang.

In an instant, there was a howling wind in the surrounding heaven and earth, and above the heads of several people, a huge Bagua Taiji map loomed, reflecting the two fish of yin and yang, and sealing the four fields.

"What is this?" Bing Shenyan was surprised.

There are Bagua Taiji diagrams on the heads of several people, as if they are covered with a layer of heaven, isolating foreign objects, and even magic and magic practice can't be bombarded.

Zhang Wenlin frowned, retreated instantly, and hung a streamer disc above his head with several pieces of magic weapon protection, his face gloomy and ugly.

He was trapped, and the banner thrown by Zhuo Chuan built an isolation and sealing array, which was difficult to break in a short time with his strength.

"A relic left to me by an old witch, and it's the first time I've used it after studying it for so long. Zhuo Chuan walked slowly.

If the two join forces to fight the enemy, Zhang Wenlin will definitely run away as soon as possible, and the other party has a seven-foot bamboo sail, and they can't stop it at all.

Although he wasn't sure if this Bagua Taiji Array Banner could trap the opponent, it was better than nothing.

"You can't kill me!" Zhang Wenlin calmed down and looked at the two of them.

As Ling Ge Ge Qing's favorite junior, he has too many means to save his life, even if he is trapped inside, he is not afraid.

"Then let's try it!" Zhuo Chuan made a move, and together with Bing Shen Yan, he performed the Blue Eagle Treasure Technique, and his god roared and rushed in the blink of an eye.

Bang

Suddenly, a white ink landscape map spread out in front of them, reflecting an illusory landscape world, absorbing all the attacks of the two of them.

In the landscape drawing, several ink mountains exploded and turned into scattered ink, as if the ink inkstone had been overturned while painting.

After a few moments, the ink swam, like tadpoles, slowly converged, and became the mountain range in the painting again, returning to normal.

"Five Palace Soldiers?!" the two of them were surprised and retreated in an instant.

There is no doubt that this white ink landscape map is a secret treasure, and it is very likely that it is a magic soldier of the Five Palaces realm, and it cannot be broken with the strength of the two of them.

They frowned, they didn't expect that Zhang Wenlin still had such a level of magic in his hands, even if he couldn't play his full role in the Liancheng Ancient Tomb, but the protection was still feasible and more than enough.

Zhuo Chuan pinched his nose and looked at Zhang Wenlin, who was smiling easily, with a puzzled expression.

"The consumption of the Five Palaces Magic Soldiers is extremely high, how can he be urged by a Vital Cave Cultivator?" it doesn't make sense......" he muttered, quite puzzled in his heart.

Magic soldiers are different from Dao soldiers, without the existence of Dao Yun, it is difficult for low-realm monks to use high-level magic weapons, and they are likely to drain their own divine power, or even die!

Bing Shenyan listened to the words and explained: "This is the ancient tomb of Liancheng, with a prohibition, the magic soldiers can't exert their real strength, and in the same way, it is no longer so difficult to urge high-level magic soldiers, and his cultivation is enough." ”

"Are you sure?" Zhuo Chuan raised an eyebrow.

"Can I still lie to you?" Zhang Wenlin is right in front of you, don't you know his state?" Bing Shen said angrily.

Zhang Wenlin blocked the attack of the two with a white ink landscape map, and at the same time he was also thinking about cracking the gossip Taiqi array arranged by Zhuo Chuan.

In his hand, there was a peachwood short sword, which was full of runes engraved on it, and at this moment, under the urging of divine power, it lit up one after another, and the formation was broken.

Bing Shenyan sighed, this person really deserves to be Zhang Qing's favorite third grandson, and there are too many good things on his body, which makes people blush and jealous.

Perhaps, if he and Mo Kun hadn't underestimated Zhuo Chuan before, how could he have saved Mo Kun's life with his net worth......

"What to do now, it won't take a quarter of an hour for him to get out of trouble, although we can't help the two of us, but we can't stop us from escaping. ”

"Just let him go like this, I am ......unwilling" Bing Shenyan tried many times, but all the attacking methods were blocked by the white ink landscape map, and Zhang Wenlin could not be hurt in the slightest.

"It's impossible to put it down, and I don't have to leave him today. The corners of Zhuo Chuan's mouth curled, revealing a confident smile.

"Do you have a way?"

"What else do you need, just break the landscape map. ”

Bing Shenyan shook his head: "That's the Five Palaces Magic Soldier, although the attack in the Liancheng Ancient Tomb is insufficient, but the defense is more than enough, how can it be so easy to break." ”

Zhuo Chuan didn't say anything, his body took a few steps forward, and stood in front of the white ink landscape map.

"Self-deceptive self-confidence. Zhang Wenlin sneered, and didn't even turn his head to look at them.

The landscape map is extraordinary, this is the secret treasure magic soldier that Zhang Qing crossed Turing County when he was young, not to mention Zhuo Chuan and the two, even Shi Changkong, who died unexpectedly, did not have the ability to break the map!

"In my opinion, your self-confidence is self-deception!"

Zhuo Chuan stepped forward, the ancient ring in his hand flashed, and a dagger with a red body, as if blood was dripping appeared in his hand.

The Dripping Blood Demon Knife, obtained by the Ziyang Palm Sect Lin Nanshan when he was training outside more than a hundred years ago, attacked the peerless, as if it was born from blood, full of evil.

This is a five-palace magic weapon, Wu Haoran once warned him, this knife is terrifying, difficult to control, let him not use it until he reaches the realm of the six places, otherwise it will hurt his own foundation.

"Are you really the son of the Ziyang Sect?" Bing Shenyan's heart was shocked, and his eyes were about to pop out.

He looked at Zhuo Chuan with strange eyes, and he didn't know what to say.

This person is definitely the son of Ziyang Zhangjiao, otherwise how could there be so many good things in his hands?

A dazzling array of elixirs, suspected to be the ancient sword of the magic soldier of the realm of the Six Lands, and now he has taken out a red demon knife, killing the bloody and terrifying, which is enough to compete with Zhang Wenlin's white ink landscape map, it must be a magic soldier of the Five Palaces.

Zhang Wenlin was also surprised, the smell of blood from the Dripping Blood Demon Knife was too strong, as if it was a killer soaked in the blood demon pool to refine, which made his eyes change.

"How could you have such a thing?" he frowned, a little fear in his eyes.

This is a veritable demon knife, full of evil, as if it is a bloodthirsty monster with a spirit, trembling gently in Zhuo Chuan's hand, wanting to fly out.

The origin of the Blood Demon Knife is unknown, but it is only known that it was obtained by Lin Nanshan by accident, and it is not clear as to it.

Zhuo Chuan's expression was serious, his eyes were hesitant, and he didn't know whether to sacrifice the demon sword to the enemy.

"This is indeed a five-palace magic soldier, but it feels quite dangerous to me, comparable to some small dao soldiers. Bing Shen whispered, and the idea of stopping Zhuo Chuan from making a move was born in his heart.

This blood-red demon knife is like a dripping blood, and the extremely glamorous blood-dripping demon knife is like a monster that is greedy for blood, and once it is sacrificed, it is necessary to drink enough blood to return.

In the end, Zhuo Chuan finally put the demon knife back after some weighing.

"Alas, this thing is too evil, and it is true that as the master said, I can't control it. ”

Zhuo Chuan sighed, he was self-aware and knew how big his ability was.

Now that the situation is not the line of life and death, let Zhang Wenlin escape if he escapes, it is better than being devoured by the demon knife and making himself half dead.

Seeing this, Zhang Wenlin, who was breaking the formation, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The Dripping Blood Demon Knife is different from the White Ink Landscape Diagram, it is a killing soldier, not like something refined by people in the ordinary Great Sect Taoist system, the bloody qi is too heavy, and it is against humanity.

kiss

After a short time, a soft sound came, and the Bagua Taiji Array was broken by the peachwood sword in Zhang Wenlin's hand, and the flag array was unstable and gradually collapsed.

"There will be a period later!" Zhang Wenlin smiled, put away the white ink landscape map and the peach wood sword, glanced back at the two of them, and called out a seven-foot bamboo sail.

In this godly land, even the seven-foot bamboo sail ranked among the small road soldiers is not difficult to fly, and can only walk close to the ground.

But even so, it also has extreme speed, carrying Zhang Wenlin into a streamer, towards the road when he came in, and disappeared in an instant.

Zhuo Chuan and the others didn't let him go, and followed straight behind.

Bing Shenyan was carried by him with the secret technique of shrinking the ground into inches, and the speed was not inferior to the seven-foot bamboo sail, and even faintly won it.

However, Zhuo Chuan did not rush to catch up, and followed not close or far, thinking in his heart.

"Something is wrong with this place!"