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Chapter 1207 The Emperor

Every compromise, every concession, every patience in the past, the reasons that seemed to him as heaven in the past, but now when I look back, I find that the reasons for compromise, concession, and patience are so humble and ridiculous.

"Life is long, but it will not go backwards. No matter how ridiculous what you think and pursue today is, it will only be meaningful if you do it today. If you miss today, you will no longer be satisfied with the satisfaction of today..." The light on Zhou Wen's body had completely disappeared, and it seemed that there was no god-like halo, but there was an unspeakable momentum on him.

"Maybe it's humble, maybe it's ridiculous, but today I just want to do those humble and ridiculous things. I only live today, not tomorrow." Zhou Wen's eyes gradually became firmer, and the ancient human emperor in his body resonated strangely.

On the Wheel of Destiny, the marks belonging to the ancient imperial scriptures became more and more brilliant, almost illuminating the entire Wheel of Destiny space, but Zhou Wen did not have a trace of light visible to the naked eye.

Zhou Wen's body did not disappear, and An Sheng and others could still see him, but Zhou Wen knew clearly that the Ancient Emperor Sutra had completed the transformation of fear.

Some fears are not invisible, or some powers are not originally visible to humans.

If Zhou Wen used to only understand the appearance of the ancient emperor, then now he already possesses the spirit of the ancient emperor.

Asura slashed again. Zhou Wen did not let Brahma stop him this time, and even took Brahma back and let Asura rush towards him.

The strange Shura Sword came with a surging demonic aura, but in Zhou Wen's eyes, Asura at this time was no longer as hideous as before, and it could even be said to be a bit fun.

When the mind is no longer afraid, then there will be no fear in the world. Even when facing death, fear will only pass by.

The moment the Shura Sword slashed in front of Zhou Wen, Zhou Wen finally moved. He reached out and grabbed the Shura Sword, the palm of the flesh and blood body, and grabbed the blade of the Shura Sword.

The sharp blade cut into his palm, and blood flowed out, invading the blade. The fear-turning Shura Sword actually lost the power of fear-turning and gradually appeared in the eyes of An Sheng and others.

Not only the Shura Sword, but Asura holding the Shura Sword also slowly retreated from fear, allowing everyone to see his existence.

Losing the power of fear, although Asura is still at the level of fear, his attributes in all aspects have dropped too much, and he is far less powerful than before.

Click!

Zhou Wen's palm broke the Shura knife and punched Asura's body with one punch.

The powerful Asura was blown away by Zhou Wen with a punch, his chest burst, and his body flew out like a cannonball, hitting the Shura altar, his body split into pieces, and blood scattered all over the floor.

Ouyang Lan and others looked at Zhou Wen in a daze. Although there was no divine light or a brilliant brilliance, their figure was even more shocking.

"That great man is right. All monsters and monsters are paper tigers, vulnerable." Zhou Wen sighed and retracted his fist, feeling quite lonely with a high place.

But the next second, the Asura, who was bombarded by Zhou Wen with a punch, instantly recovered under the power of the ancient emperor sutra, condensed his body, leaving no injuries on his body.

"I'll go..." Zhou Wen almost staggered and fell from the air. After so long, the power of the ancient emperor scriptures still could not really hurt people. He had forgotten about this.

Seeing Asura rushing over again, Zhou Wen was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

A burning heat came out somewhere on his body, and the demon baby rushed out by himself. The magic sword in his arms was automatically unsheathed and penetrated Asura's heart in an instant.

The next second, the demonic energy on Asura was crazily swallowed by the demon sword, and in the blink of an eye it was swallowed up completely. Only a piece of skill crystal and a piece of attribute crystal fell out.

After the demon sword swallowed Asura, it flew around and returned to the scabbard in the demon baby's arms. Then the demon baby automatically returned to him and turned into a tattoo.

"What's the situation? That's the end?" Zhou Wen was still stunned.

He tortured for a long time, but was killed by the Demon Infant with a sword, which was completely different from his expectations.

"Who, Young Master Wen, why don't we go back first?" An Sheng ran over, picked up the skill crystal and attribute crystal dropped by Asura, and handed it to Zhou Wen who was stunned and said.

"Ahem, okay, let's go back first." Zhou Wen coughed lightly and accepted the skill crystal and attribute crystal.

"Sister Lan, how did you pass Huangquan City and Naihe Bridge?" On the way back, Zhou Wen asked about the doubts in his heart.

Without being punished by Huangquan City once, it is impossible to come to Naihe Bridge, unable to leave a name on the Three Lives Stone, and unable to retain memory and enter the six realms of reincarnation.

It is understandable that one or two of Ouyang Lan and the others were a little special and could come over, but Zhou Wen didn't believe it.

"We are not very clear. After they were forced into Huangquan City, we were caught and knocked out by them. When we woke up, the person was tied to the altar." Ouyang Lan said.

"So entering the Asura path is not your choice?" Zhou Wen's expression became a little solemn.

Xiao and the others could even judge which path An Tianzuo chose so correctly, which shows that they already know the An family well, and such an enemy makes people feel chilled.

On the way back, Zhou Wen secretly looked at the fear-making resources condensed by the ancient imperial scriptures on his mobile phone.

Fear: Human Emperor (S-level).

It's very simple. Even the previous word "日本" has been lost, and it feels like a regression.

"The Demon God Body, the Taishang Kaitian Sutra, the Demon God Chronicle, the Singularity Universe, the Brahma, the Sword Pill, the Human Emperor, and there are two remaining Chaos Eggs and the Killer who are not fearful. The road to being promoted to the fear level should not be far." Zhou Wen secretly felt in his heart.

After walking out of Naihe Bridge, I saw An Tianzuo sitting there, an officer treating his broken arm, but it didn't seem to be effective.

Regeneration of broken limbs is not easy for ordinary people, but for people like An Tianzuo, there are many officers with various abilities around him who have healing abilities, so it is not difficult to regeneration of broken limbs.

However, the effect of such power on An Tianzuo seems to be not good. Although the wound has healed, it has not been able to make his broken arm grow out.

"Young Master Wen, don't you have the ability to heal? Otherwise, will you help the supervisor to cure it?" An Sheng handed the broken arm he picked up to Zhou Wen.

"No." Before Zhou Wen could speak, An Tianzuo said directly, his tone was very firm and he had no intention of being polite.
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