3955-Sorcerer
The news of Zhuo Bufan's destruction of King Jinpeng's soul, like a hurricane, quickly swept across all forces in the Three Realms, and spread to the ears of the leaders of all parties. In addition to the anger of the gods, many people felt shocked.
Who is King Jinpeng, the leader in the immortal realm, the proud son of God in the court, and his uncle is a terrifying power in the court!
Under various factors, Zhuo Bufan dared to destroy King Jinpeng's soul, making him unable to regenerate. This kind of decisive killing and fearless disposition not only shocked many practitioners of the Three Realms, but even masters of the magic path felt fearful.
Practitioners are not afraid of death after reaching the'God Lord Realm'. After all, they have the inner world, and the highest law of the Three Realms protects a trace of true spirit, returns to the fertile soil of the inner world, and is reborn again.
Except for a few eternal realm powerhouses and treasures that can circumvent the highest laws of the Three Realms, it is too difficult to destroy the true spirit of a practitioner.
However, Zhuo Bufan has achieved this and can destroy the true spirit of a practitioner, so that he can no longer be resurrected. If he is an enemy, he must be prepared for permanent destruction. Who can not be afraid?
Biyou Palace, inside a mansion.
"Senior Brother Chen, last time you visited the Heihe Realm, you actually used the Zhuxian Sword to slash the shoulders. Your'He Dao' swordsmanship has become more and more unpredictable." Luo Siyi said with a smile.
Chen Feng drank the wine, "It's a pity, I still couldn't kill the rival."
"We didn't expect that Hei Lian would actually send a clone to protect the shoulders. If there were no Black Lotus clones, we would definitely be able to kill the big demon like the shoulders." Luo Siyi said with gritted silver teeth.
Chen Feng shook his head and said: "Let's not talk about this for now, but it is a pity that Junior Brother Zhuo retreats and failed to act with us. I really want to see how strong his peak strength is."
The last time a few people joined forces to explore the ‘Mystery Land of the Battle of Banan’, Zhuo Bufan occasionally encountered the Gorefiend clone. Although Taoist Firefly and Senior Sister Bai Yuan claimed that they had killed the Gorefiend clone, Chen Feng was still suspicious in his heart.
Because, with his knowledge of Zhuo Bufan, this guy will always do something beyond their knowledge and create miracles.
Chen Feng had suspected in his heart that Zhuo Bufan killed the Gorefiend clone, but this idea was too crazy, even he didn't believe it, let alone other people.
The two were talking, and suddenly they were taken aback at the same time, and then they looked at each other.
"Sister Luo, did you just get the news?" Chen Feng asked.
Luo Siyi said: "Yes, Junior Sister Zhang just sent me a message, saying that Zhuo Bufan left the customs and destroyed King Jinpeng's soul. The peacock Ming King was furious, and she even broke into Ziwei Palace to question Dao Ancestor..."
"This guy actually has this kind of means, and even the true spirit can be destroyed. If anyone becomes his enemy, he will not shudder at the thought." Chen Feng said with a smile on his mouth.
Luo Siyi said, "Junior Brother Zhuo is not afraid?"
"What are you afraid of? King Peacock Ming asked him for revenge. King Jinpeng provoked Junior Brother Zhuo and even put his wife under house arrest. At that time Junior Brother Zhuo dared to blow his body and imprison his soul. Now even his true spirit dares to destroy him. I'm afraid..." Chen Feng said with emotion.
Luo Siyi said: "I'm afraid he is no longer afraid of the Great King Peacock!"
Speaking of this, there was a hint of shock and disbelief in their eyes at the same time, not afraid of the Great King Peacock, even if they were not in the realm of power, they would not be far away.
"I thought that after I mastered the'He Dao' swordsmanship, my strength went even further. I didn't expect that Junior Brother Zhuo had already left us far behind." Chen Feng sighed, "This guy is really an evildoer."
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Somewhere in the mundane world, in the scorching sun, in a mountain stream, a monk in rags, holding a wooden staff, walking on a bird path, next to a cliff of ten thousand meters, ordinary people are afraid that they are already terrified, but the monk is As if walking on the ground, the pace is steady.
The gravel on the ground was sharp, and the soles of the monks' feet fell on them, piercing the skin, and blood flowed out, but the monks did not feel any pain, and his complexion was always the same.
Walking up to him, he picked Chai woodman, and when he saw the monk, his face showed respect, "Master, eat a bun."
The woodcutter took out the bun wrapped in oil paper from his arms, and handed it to the monk.
"Amitabha." The monk recited a Buddha's name.
The two leaned forward to miss. After the woodcutter walked hundreds of meters ahead, he slipped his feet and screamed and fell into a cliff of ten thousand meters. Just as the woodcutter was horrified and forgetting me, and he was dying, a golden light suddenly engulfed him. Hold him up and send him to the smooth road again.
The woodcutter reacted, and looked back, the ascetic monk had already disappeared.
The ascetic monk ate the steamed buns, and suddenly stopped, "Zhuo Bufan has left the pass and destroyed the soul of King Jinpeng."
Fa Nian thought of the scene where Zhuo Bufan fought against himself in order to take away Hoarfrost, and his mood was ups and downs, "At that time, did he still retain his strength? The Lord was right. My obsession is too heavy. Resolve obsessions."
Thinking of this, Fa Nian leaned on the wooden staff and continued to walk forward.
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God Court, the world of lava.
A man covered in flames, sitting in the flames, suddenly opened his eyes, and the flames burned in his pupils, as if he could burn everything and penetrate the gap of time and space.
"Unfortunately, when the Heihe Realm killed the shoulders, he didn't leave the pass. Now he has caused such a big thing as soon as he exits the pass. Is it reckless and arrogant, or really emboldened?" Nenghuo muttered to himself.
The gazes of the forces or geniuses from all parts of the Three Realms all converged on Zhuo Bufan at this moment.
Even the Devildom!
In a dark demon world, somewhere in the devil's cave, there is a lot of black, and two demon gods who have just stepped into the immortality are drinking and eating together, drinking and drinking.
In the palace, green flames are attached to the stone wall, emitting a cold and faint light. A group of demon girls, dressed in revealing services, are dancing in the hall.
The dance is sometimes gentle, sometimes unrestrained, enchanting and seductive.
The sound of the piano seduces the mind.
"Brother, have you heard? The Dao Sect's Zhuo Bufan actually destroyed King Jinpeng's soul." A demon **** with sharp red thorns on his shoulders said while eating meat.
"How can I not know, that guy is terrible, King Jinpeng is the uncle of King Peacock Daming, he dared to kill, and can kill!" The body of a demon with fish scales trembled, "Let’s be careful. ."
"You must be careful. When he stepped into the realm of God, in order to kill the junior Chi Heng, he actually dared to break through in the Demon Realm. He hated our Demon God so much. Don’t run into him. If he meets other people, he will be destroyed. , I can be reborn, I met him... I don't even have a chance to rebirth." The Red Thorn Demon God even said.
"You and my brother hide in the Demon Realm, and occasionally go out to catch some human cultivators to eat meat, and women play with them. No matter how courageous he is, he won't dare to come to the Demon Realm to kill us." The Fish Scale Demon God sneered.
As they were talking, their faces suddenly changed, and a horrible aura appeared in the magic cave, and several singers and musicians were scared to death.
"Hidden deep enough!"
A man with black eyes appeared in the palace hall, staring at the two demon gods on the throne.