Covering the sky starts from the mortal body

Chapter 363
The fluttering saintess is like a divine lotus blooming, her skin is crystal clear and smooth, her hair is long, black and soft.

Her eyes sparkle like black gems, her eyebrows are curved, and her frown brings out all kinds of charm.

Wearing a white dress, she is light and beautiful, showing off all her proud curves. It can be said that she has a devilish figure, charming all living beings.

Perhaps it's because she has practiced the Holy Light Technique. She is obviously sexy, but she shines with a holy light, giving people the impression that she looks like a witch at one moment and an angel at another.

Although she had been imprisoned by Mark for several months, she was not mentally depressed and still had a charming smile.

After Zhang Wenchang looked at it carefully, he nodded, feeling very satisfied.

"Who are you?" asked the Holy Lady Shaking Light.

"I spent 20 catties of Pure Source to buy you from Ye Fan, and I am your master now!" Zhang Wenchang said with a smile.

"You dare to be so rampant, aren't you afraid that I will chase you down in Shaking Light Holy Land?"

"Hahaha..." Zhang Wenchang laughed and said, "Take a closer look, who am I? I have been wanted by the Shrine of Light for a long time. Are you afraid of another arrest warrant?"

"It's you! Zhang Wenchang?!" Seeing that she fell into the hands of another wanted criminal, the fluctuating maiden became a little restless.

Suddenly, a divine light rushed out from between her chest and abdomen. She was wearing a fluorescent armor and shone with a cold light. Her appearance was almost exactly the same as that of the fluttering saintess.

She was wearing a battle armor, and she and the fluttering saintess in a white dress, one firm and one soft, set off a different kind of beauty.

This is the Taoist palace deity of the Yaoguang Holy Land. Although she is beautiful, her attitude towards Zhang Wenchang is not friendly.

I saw the Taoist palace god, holding a big sword, which seemed to be as heavy as a thunderbolt, and wanted to kill Zhang Wenchang with one blow.

A figure with condensed brilliance also flew out from Zhang Wenchang's chest and abdomen. A Taoist palace god wearing golden armor rushed forward and started fighting with the Taoist palace god of the Holy Maiden of Light.

"You are quite interesting as a Daoist deity. Your swordsmanship is wide open and closed. Not only is it different from the traditional secret arts in the Holy Land of Shaking Light, but it also has a very fierce flavor." Zhang Wenchang watched the battle from the side.

"The Holy Maiden of the Fluctuating Light, I advise you to be more honest and don't ask for trouble. Don't think about using Feng Xiansan secretly." Zhang Wenchang looked at the Holy Maiden of the Fluctuating Light who was doing small tricks, and said with a sneer.

"I didn't expect Fellow Daoist to have heard of Feng Xiansan." The saintess Yaoguang was also a little surprised.

"I have long heard that there is a supreme elder in Yaoguang who acts very sinisterly. He spends decades every time refining a vicious medicinal powder. I heard that if the amount of this medicinal powder is sufficient, even powerful practitioners can Even his divine power can be sealed, turning him into a useless person who cannot use his divine power. It is really vicious." Zhang Wenchang stepped forward as he spoke.

"I can feel that you are very powerful, but I advise you not to get close to me and let me go immediately. I can persuade you to cancel the wanted order for you in the Holy Land of Light."

"Haha..." Zhang Wenchang sneered: "It's still not honest, just put down the Fengxian Powder."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little golden figure between Zhang Wenchang's eyebrows suddenly shook, and his spiritual consciousness emerged in an instant, rushing towards the fairy girl of Yaochi.

He had long heard that the Saint of Yaochi had a moon palace between her eyebrows, which was dedicated to nourishing her soul, making her spirit extremely powerful. Zhang Wenchang's spirit was also extremely powerful. At this moment, he wanted to weigh the consciousness of Saint of Yaochi.

"what..."

The Holy Maiden of Shaking Light let out a scream, a look of pain appeared on her face, and she was about to collapse.

Zhang Wenchang, with green lotuses blooming at his feet, quickly rushed forward.

In an instant, he arrived in front of the Holy Maiden of Light, and with a wild bull charge, Saint Maiden of Light was knocked to the ground.

He snatched the Immortal Sealing Powder from the Fluttering Light Saint and put it away.

This kind of drug is no joke. Once you are infected with it, you will be unable to use your divine power for at least a few months or at most a few years, which will kill you.

The primordial spirit of the Holy Maiden of Light is also very powerful. After he lost his mind for a moment, a divine light bloomed between his brows, which was incomparably bright.

Although she was shocked by Zhang Wenchang just now, her consciousness was protected by the Moon Palace and she was not injured.

The reason why he was hit just now was because he didn't expect that Zhang Wenchang's divine sense was so powerful.

Seeing Zhang Wenchang knocking her to the ground, she immediately resisted violently, and terrifying energy fluctuations emitted from her body.

Zhang Wenchang felt as if he was standing on a small boat that was hit by a typhoon, and he couldn't hold down the Holy Lady of Light. Her soft body was like a struggling snake, trying to fly him out.

When I came into close contact with the Fluttering Light Saint, I felt a stream of feminine fragrance coming from me, but what should I do if she never cooperated?
There is an old saying in my hometown that it is difficult for gods to live forever.

"Little thief..." Yaoguang Holy Land lost his mind for a moment, and was knocked to the ground by Zhang Wenchang. At this time, he was shocked and angry.

Zhang Wenchang bit her ear, and would not let go, half of his consciousness flew out, and flew towards the sea of ​​consciousness of the Holy Maiden of Shaking Light.

A diamond-shaped imprint appeared between the eyebrows of the Holy Maiden of Light, shooting out streaks of colored light, blocking Zhang Wenchang's spiritual thoughts.

Zhang Wenchang immediately turned his spiritual thoughts into a divine sword, a golden divine sword with purple thunder swirling on it. With a pop, it penetrated the sea of ​​consciousness of the Holy Maiden of Light.

The body of the Holy Maiden of Shaking Light trembled for a while, and then she let out a scream. Her sea of ​​consciousness was breached, which was very dangerous.

Seeing a golden light surrounded by purple thunder, flowing into the sea of ​​consciousness like a river, she felt anxious.

This is a world in the heart, where time seems to have stood still and the passage of time cannot be felt.

The Holy Lady of Shaking Light stood in this world, her expression cold: "Zhang Wenchang, you can't kill me."

The villain transformed by Zhang Wenchang's consciousness did not answer, he pressed forward step by step.

"My spiritual consciousness has always been one of my trump cards. This is the first time I have met a practitioner of the same generation who is stronger than me in the sea of ​​consciousness." The saintess of light fluttered away and said.

Zhang Wenchang pursued closely, turned into a golden sword again, and rushed towards the divine sense of the Holy Maiden.

With a knife, the fluttering saint was split in half.

The shattered idea of ​​the Holy Goddess of Fluctlight became blurred for a while, and quickly re-manifested, speeding up to escape.

Even if Zhang Wenchang cut it into thousands of pieces, he still couldn't destroy it.

Soon the beautiful figure disappeared into a cloud of mist. Zhang Wenchang felt a palpitation, and immediately backed away quickly.

In the misty clouds, a huge palace emerged. It was majestic and majestic, as if it were made of stars, giving people an overwhelming feeling, suppressing Zhang Wenchang.

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