Covering the sky starts from the mortal body

Chapter 311 Escape from the Holy City
"This fellow Taoist, which holy place is it from? If you don't have enough background to support it, not only will you not be able to keep this seed, but it may also bring disaster to the holy place behind you."

Someone suddenly said in a dark and dark voice transmission.

Zhang Wenchang glanced around and didn't find who said it.

He said loudly: "You don't need to worry about this, I naturally have my own plans."

"We, the Great Xia Dynasty, can provide shelter for fellow Taoists!"

"My Ji family can also provide shelter for fellow Taoists!"

Several major forces spoke out one after another, saying that Zhang Wenchang doesn't have to sell, as long as he joins them, they can protect him.

And after the unicorn seeds are planted and the fruits are planted, a part will be given to him.

"This unicorn seed can only mature once in thousands of years. Only those holy places and aristocratic families that have been passed down for more than 10,000 years have enough heritage to cultivate."

"Yeah, if you put it in your hands, it won't bear new fruits. Only by planting it in the divine spring can you make it bear fruit continuously."

Someone kept persuading Zhang Wenchang, wanting him to give up.

Zhang Wenchang pondered, now it is necessary to open the fairy tomb, let the holy prince come out to make trouble, and attract the attention of these old men.

"Woooo..."

Suddenly there was a loud cry of sadness, and a very childish cry came over very miserable.

People saw a golden figure that suddenly flew out from the body of the Great Xia Emperor.

He is like a golden snake, and like a golden dragon.

"What is this? A golden dragon or a golden holy snake?"

Zhang Wenchang glanced at him. He was about a foot long, with a golden dragon body and a pair of dragon horns on his head. However, there were no dragon scales on the surface of his body, instead it was as smooth as jade.

He still has a pair of big eyes, but his big bright eyes are now full of tears, crying loudly.

The astonishing murderous intent didn't affect him at all, so he threw himself on the divine source, crying loudly.

Zhang Wenchang can conclude that this is the little god silkworm, the younger brother of the ancient emperor god silkworm.

But, when was this little god silkworm cut out?

"I spent 100 million to buy this from a master of origin technique this morning." The Great Xia emperor said, "Now it seems that he has a lot to do with that woman in Shenyuan."

Looking at the curious eyes of everyone, the Great Xia Emperor's uncle explained.

Zhang Wenchang watched as he stretched out his little golden claws, stroking the girl in Shenyuan continuously.

He kept calling a name. Although it was in ancient pronunciation, everyone could understand that it must be the girl's name.

The appearance of this little magical silkworm attracted everyone's attention, but many people still focused on Zhang Wenchang.

"It's unbelievable that this little dragon actually knows this ancient king!"

"It seems that this little dragon is also from the ancient royal family. This is really a miracle."

"I guess these are two nine-transformation silkworms, and they are both the nine-transformation silkworms of the ancient royal family."

"It's time to open the fairy tomb and release the holy prince." Zhang Wenchang pondered in his heart, controlled the golden holy sword, opened and closed, and slashed at the fairy tomb violently.

Zhang Wenchang only split a corner, and an unparalleled sacred aura emanated. The immortal tomb was shining with splendor, emitting divine light, and seemed extremely mysterious.

"Crack clap."

No need, Zhang Wenchang was swinging his knife, and the stone skin cracked one after another and continued to fall downwards.

Suddenly two golden rays of light shot out, like two burning golden flames, they were two magical gazes.

Zhang Wenchang retreated in an instant. He had already prepared himself. Even though he was separated by the array pattern, he still had to guard against the Holy Prince.

The Holy Prince is now in the realm of Immortal Er's Great Power, and as the son of the Great Emperor Gu Huang, his strength is extremely powerful, and it is absolutely not a problem to kill the great power.

Zhang Wenchang's cultivation at this time would definitely be wiped out by his gaze.

"There are actually living creatures in the immortal tomb!"

"My God, his eyes are like golden flames, he is a monster!"

"An ancient creature has been born! Maybe there will be another catastrophe!"

"How can there be living things in this naturally born fairy tomb? Could it be a holy spirit?"

Everyone was making a noise, and there were bursts of exclamations. There were too many treasures today, and everyone was shocked.

"Everyone, retreat quickly, be careful of this ancient king hurting anyone!"

Someone shouted loudly, and everyone reacted and immediately dispersed around.

According to this ancient legend, as long as it is a creature cut out of a stone, it will flow into rivers of blood almost every time.

The scene was in chaos, with many people fleeing quickly, wanting to get away from the Holy Land of Shaking Light as soon as possible.

Zhang Wenchang quickly retreated and used the Origin Technique to isolate it from himself.

He stared closely at the front, it was the source of God that was as crystal clear as glass, blooming with light.

That piece of divine source, with thousands of rays of light and thousands of auspicious colors, is as if it is made of colorful gems, it is very dreamy.

Obviously this is another kind of strange divine source, Zhang Wenchang was thinking about how to do it.

Seeing that the living creatures inside were about to shatter the divine source, they walked out of it, and those powerful figures of the Holy Lord took action against him.

Zhang Wenchang continued to retreat as the crowd continued. Although he had the turtle, snake and lotus lantern to suppress the Holy Prince, he did not do so.

The Holy Prince, who had been sealed for millions of years, seemed to be awakened from a deep sleep at this moment. He directly broke through the source of God and came out from inside.

As soon as he comes out, he can fight with several powerful masters of the Holy Lord.

His blond hair shone golden.He is not tall, only about five feet, but very strong.

He has a human body, but has golden hair all over his body.He has a strong sense of power all over his body, and it seems that every gesture can make the void tremble.

Standing there, there is an aura of being the only one who is the only one.

He exuded the pressure of a superior, and his eyes shone with golden light.

After a powerful palm hit him, the entire fairy tomb burst.

At this time, at the feet of the Holy Prince, there was a pile of broken divine sources, approximately two cubes in size.

This kind of divine source is very strange, emitting colorful colors and dazzling.

At this time, the Holy Prince was on the second level of Sendai and possessed the power of the Eight Forbiddens.

Therefore, although these master-level masters are besieging the Holy Prince frantically, the Holy Prince is not weak at all.

As the son of a great ancient emperor, Zhang Wenchang is deeply aware of the power of their bloodline.

This group of extremely powerful people who are almost like miscellaneous fish can have the power of two bans and three bans.Now relying on a large number of people to besiege the Holy Prince, if one-on-one, Zhang Wenchang estimated that within ten moves, these powerful people would undoubtedly die.

"Hit hard, the more intense the better!"

Zhang Wenchang used the tortoise, snake and lotus lantern to withstand the aftermath of their battle, and then he quietly used the source technique to draw continuously, with the help of the amazing power of the earth veins here.

I saw the pieces of multicolored gods disappearing piece by piece with a whoosh sound, more than a cubic meter disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Then he quietly activated the small void mirror.

Seeing that jet-black divine light flash, Zhang Wenchang disappeared into a black hole almost instantly.

"Don't leave, fellow daoist, let's discuss how to sell unicorn seeds." Someone shouted loudly and rushed up.

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