Zhuo Wen silently watched Hong Wan sacrifice the jade symbol, but he didn''t stop it.


    He knew very well that Hongwan offered the jade talisman to inform the ancestor of the golden silk God sect.


    The purpose of his coming here was to meet the two fourth ancestors of Jinsi Shenzong and pengshenmen, so as to confirm the strength of his cultivation just promoted.


    While Hong Wan offered the jade symbol, Si Yangbo leaned down and secretly sent a message to the ancestors of pengshenmen.


    Zhuo Wen just sneered at siyangbo''s small movements and still didn''t stop them.


    At the same time, Zhuo Wen also found that terrible array ripples began to appear around. Obviously, someone started the large array already arranged here.


    Moreover, this big array is still a half step breaking sky level trapped killing array, which is just an elementary half step breaking sky level trapped killing array. Zhuo Wen can break it easily.


    "Zhuo Wen, you''re finished. Our ancestors of Jinsi Shenzong will come out soon. That''s when you''ll die!"


    Hong Wan reluctantly stood up. Her injured arms were gradually recovering, her flesh and blood were wriggling, and she looked at Zhuo Wen fiercely. Her eyes were like looking at a dead man.


    Hong Wan is very confident in the ancestor of Jinsi Shenzong. She is the fourth loser and much stronger than her.


    In her opinion, Zhuo Wen also has the third failure cultivation, which is far from the fourth failure, and can not be the opponent of the fourth failure.


    "Did I make you stand up?"


    Zhuo Wen looked at Hong Wan who stood up again, put his palm out, grabbed Hong Wan''s snow-white neck, and then threw it to the ground.


    Hong Wan had no resistance in Zhuo Wen''s hands, just like garbage. She was thrown on the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood. Her body trembled violently, but she didn''t dare to get up.


    Si Yangbo, who had planned to stand up with Hong Wan, saw the tragic appearance of Hong Wan, was so frightened that he knelt down again and looked at Zhuo Wen in horror.


    Many disciples of Jinsi Shenzong and pengshenmen who were watching the scene were frightened and looked at Zhuo Wen in fear. They retreated far away and didn''t dare to approach Zhuo Wen at all.


    The cruel man in front of him, but even the strong men at the suzerain level, Si Yangbo and Hong Wan, were easily defeated. They didn''t want to die when they went up.


    "Zhuo Wen, you are so cruel! Lao Zu will come right away and she will avenge me!"


    Hong Wan was going crazy. She didn''t expect that Zhuo Wen didn''t pity her at all.


    She is also a beautiful woman, but she is so rough treated by this person that she is going crazy and her face is full of shame and anger.


    Zhuo Wen didn''t bother to pay attention to Hong Wan. His eyes fell into the depths of Jinsi Shenzong, and the corners of his mouth tilted slightly.


    He felt an extremely powerful breath surging in the depths and appeared in front of him in an instant.


    This is an old woman in a robe. Her face is full of traces of vicissitudes, but it can be seen from the outline of her face plate. When she was young, the old woman must be a great beauty with incomparable beauty.


    The moment the old woman appeared, all the disciples of Jinsi Shenzong saluted respectfully.


    The old woman''s eyes swept around, especially when she saw that Hong Wan was thrown to the ground and couldn''t get up. There was a surge of anger in her eyes.


    "Are you the Dharma protector sent by the demon holy palace? Are you all so rude in the demon holy palace? You start to move as soon as you come here. Don''t you pay attention to our golden silk God sect?" the old woman looked coldly.


    Zhuo Wen knew that the old woman in front of him should be the ancestor of Jinsi Shenzong. He could feel the powerful momentum emanating from the old woman.


    The old woman is definitely much stronger than that red Wan. Zhuo Wen knows that the old woman must be the fourth weak person, otherwise there can be no such terrible breath.


    "Ha ha! The demon holy palace is so arrogant that it sent an ordinary Dharma protector to send us away? You really despise us!"


    Not long after the old woman''s voice fell, a lazy and childish voice came slowly.


    I saw a golden light in the depths of pengshenmen territory.


    When the golden light converges, it shows a child like a porcelain doll carved with powder and jade.


    "Grandpa, you can count it. Zhuo Wen is the Dharma protector of Keqing in the demon holy palace. With a little strength, he arrogantly wants to die. He threatened to eradicate our base area here and let us get out of the demon holy city!"


    After seeing the child appear, Si Yangbo sighed in his heart, quickly stood up, bumped to the child, pointed to Zhuo Wen and complained angrily.


    "Waste! You can''t even deal with the Dharma protector of the demon holy palace. You''re really a coward!" the child said coldly.


    Si Yangbo was submissive and dared not refute the child.


    "Taoist friend Fuya! This son first invaded our pengshenmen territory, so I''ll take care of him this time. It won''t bother Taoist friend Fuya!" the child arched his hand at the old woman and said faintly.


    The old woman named Yu Ya looked calm, shook her head and said, "Taoist friend Heng Wu, you''re wrong! This person hurt Hong Wan in my family like this. How can I not repay this revenge? Teach this person to me, and Taoist friend Heng Wu will look at it!"


    "Hey! That''s not good! How can you bother Dao Ya for such a small matter? Or should I come?" Heng Wu waved his hand, but Zhuo Wen interrupted before he finished.


    "When are you going to push it off like this? If you want to do it, do it together. Why push it around!" Zhuo Wen said quietly.


    Hengwu and Fuya were stunned. They all looked at Zhuo Wen and even suspected that something was wrong with their ears.


    This guy actually let them join hands. This guy thinks highly of himself. At least they are also the ancestors of one clan. They have incomparable status and strength.


    They have given this face when they do it alone.


    This son has to ignore others and let them join hands. Does he despise them.


    "What a crazy boy! You''re just the third bad cultivation achievement, and you let us join hands? You really don''t know how to live or die!" Heng Wu sneered.


    "What a bitch! Since you don''t do it, I''ll come!"


    Zhuo Wen said impatiently. He stepped out step by step and came straight towards Heng Wu. The purple light filled his body, mysterious and powerful.


    "Die!"


    Heng Wu was so angry that he was despised by the third bad friar. It was a great humiliation to Heng Wu. He wanted to crush the third bad mole ant alive.


    Heng Wu''s whole body is shining with gold. In the void behind him, he shows the virtual image of a huge golden winged ROC bird.


    She didn''t do anything. She has her own pride. She won''t join hands with Heng Wu to deal with a third failing monk.


    Boom!


    The two hit together instantly, and the purple light and golden awn burst, forming a terrible energy storm.


    The energy storm spread and swept away in an instant. The trapped killing array originally shrouded around the territory trembled and trembled violently at the moment of being bombarded by the energy storm, as if it would collapse at any time.


    Just for a moment, Zhuo Wen and Heng Wu fought dozens of moves, and each impact exploded a terrible energy ripple.


    Heng Wu became more and more frightened during the Vietnam War. At the moment of fighting with Zhuo Wen, he already knew that the guy''s specific cultivation was just the beginning of the third decline.


    But although this guy''s cultivation is not strong, his strength is so strong that he is surprised.