Covering the sky starts from the mortal body

Chapter 190 Assault on Taoist Fire Crow
"Fuck, what's going on here? A flame riot?"

Perhaps the old crow was unresponsive after being poisoned. At this time, his eyes were wide open, protruding from their sockets, showing an unbelievable expression.

However, before he could escape, the nine-colored flames hummed and fell off the hood, wrapping it up.

"Nine-color flames? How come it's nine-color flames, and it's actually on the eighth floor!"

The old crow is a monster born in the flames. He can refine weapons on the eighth floor of the fire domain. It is obvious that his ability to resist fire is extremely strong.

The divine fire on the ninth floor is extremely powerful. He also tried to enter it quietly, but the destructive burning made him regret it, and it took him several days to recuperate before recovering.

At this time, after the old crow was poisoned, his head was a little short-circuited, and he was still thinking about what caused the flame riot.

"Could it be that there is a powerful person at the level of a saint who is practicing weapons inside?"

"Oh, it hurts me to death, it's not good, run away quickly."

After the brain was poisoned, the somewhat numb old crow was finally burned by the nine-colored flames. He instantly turned into a pitch-black crow, and fled outward like an arrow from the string.

He couldn't stay here any longer and had to wait until the nine-color flames stopped flowing around before he could come back.

The old crow had just rushed to the sixth layer of purple flame area, and fell to the ground with a plop, turning into a huge crow with a length of more than [-] meters.

At this time, he fell to the ground, motionless. Although he was not dead, under the influence of the flames and crape myrtle pollen, the old monster became poisonous and fainted from the poison.

Zhang Wenchang waited for a quarter of an hour and found that the old monster was still lying there, motionless and with weak breath.

His white bone knife immediately took shape and rushed forward.

A simple and rough knife pierced his sea of ​​bitterness, and took out a piece of mutton fat jade god iron the size of a washbasin from it.

Then he threw the old monster near the dead elder of the Shaking Light Holy Land.

Then he pulled out all the feathers from the old crow, threw them everywhere, collected some of them, stored them in the cave, and planned to refine them into feathers, which can be used to pretend to be other identities in the future.

That's not all. When Zhang Wenchang robbed the Lihuo Sect, he found that there were veterinary drugs to stimulate animal breeding, which were specially used for breeding the sacred beast mounts raised by the sect.

At this time, he took out a big bag full and quickly fed it to the old crow.

Zhang Wenchang took back the white bone knife and the washbasin-sized mutton fat jade god iron.

He took out the Void Mirror, and the brilliance flashed, breaking through the void in an instant, and fled a hundred thousand miles away.

Zhang Wenchang did not teleport to the Northern Territory immediately. He came to a small town and found a tavern to inquire about any important news.

In the afternoon of that day, Lord Yaoguang led several elders and personally descended to the fire area.

Just like the heavenly soldiers and generals, the cavalry rides freely in the sky, and the Lord Yaoguang stands in the sky like a god, surrounded by one hundred and eight halos.

Powerful fluctuations like a vast ocean emanated around his body.

He led a group of elders directly descending on the sixth layer of purple flame area.

The terrifying flames could not get close to his body. He had a treasure on him, and the flames retreated automatically.

On that ground, the head of an elder from the Shaking Light Holy Land had disappeared, leaving only a body.

An old crow was lying on his body, squirming.

"This is..." An old man with white eyebrows frowned and looked at the naked Taoist Crow.

"This pile of Fire Crow Divine Feathers, could this be Taoist Crow? How could he... unexpectedly..."

"Junior Brother Wang? Is this the body of Junior Brother Wang? Is this old monster actually desecrating the body of Junior Brother Wang?" an old man said in a trembling voice.

"Old Crow Demon, what are you doing? Die!" An old man was furious and pierced the old Crow's body with a sword.

The old crow's sanity seemed to have just recovered, and he hadn't figured out what happened yet.

"Li Daoqing?! The Holy Land of Waving Light! Damn it, you plotted against me? I'm not done with the Holy Land of Waving Light!"

Boom boom boom!
Terrifying energy fluctuations spread out everywhere, and a terrifying battle broke out here.

At this time, Zhang Wenchang ordered a table of food and drinks in a small town a hundred thousand miles away, and was drinking some wine.

Of course, he didn't know what was happening in the Fire Realm. He didn't care whether he could provoke a dog-eat-dog fight between the Holy Land of Light and the Old Crow. It was just a random black move.

Zhang Wenchang saw another wanted image of himself on a bulletin board.

Obviously, this was a wanted order issued by the Green Scale Feather Clan, and the Blue Scale King went crazy.

Soon Zhang Wenchang found a gathering place of the Green Scale Feather Tribe in a forest near this small town.

Zhang Wenchang transformed into the appearance of a wanted person, and walked towards their mountain gate in a swaggering way.

At the beginning, these monsters of the Qinglinyu clan didn't recognize Zhang Wenchang, and thought it was a monk from the human race who came to visit.

"This human monk stops, you have entered the territory of the Green Scale Feather Clan." Said a humanoid monster with blue wings on the back and scales all over the body.

Zhang Wenchang didn't answer at all. The murderous aura in its body was like a wave, sweeping away in all directions, and the group of monsters were alarmed.

"Let me try the physical strength of these monsters!" Zhang Wenchang casually waved a big palm, as big as a small mountain bag, and rushed towards it overwhelmingly.

boom boom boom

The five little monsters who were guarding the door finally reached the realm of Taoist palace. In this loud noise, they all exploded into a ball of blood mist, and their body and soul were destroyed.

"Enemy attack!"

"Human invasion!"

"Let's go together and kill this monster!"

A relatively majestic middle-aged monster, who looked like the leader of the steward, led a group of monsters to rush up after a few calls.

There were a total of seven or eight monsters, all shining with cyan light. Some waved their fists, some extended their claws, some controlled scales, and some controlled divine swords made of feathers. They were attacking with great momentum. Zhang Wenchang.

The blood in Zhang Wenchang's body surged to the sky, and his whole body seemed to be burning with blazing flames.

Zhang Wenchang rushed forward without using a weapon, and instantly blasted seven or eight punches from his thunder-shrouded fist.

The monsters who were attacked felt as if they were struck by lightning, and their bodies were charred with the punch, and the smell of barbecue emitted.

They flew back faster than they rushed up, and before they landed on the ground, they exploded in mid-air and turned into clouds of blood mist.

"This demon is too powerful!"

"Everyone, run away!"

"Hurry up and inform the elders that someone has invaded our territory!"

The remaining monsters of the Green Scale Feather clan ran around after shouting, trying to use this method to escape a few.

"Om!"

Zhang Wenchang used one of the six-character mantras of Buddhism, the Om mantra.

Just like a lion's roar, it was as if there was a clap of thunder on a sunny day.

Those little miscellaneous fish and monsters running around, they didn't have time to escape, and amidst this earth-shattering roar, they burst into blood mist one by one.

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