Covering the sky starts from the mortal body

Chapter 436 Harvesting the Fist-sized Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron
Zhang Wenchang was very fast, and on the afternoon of the seventh day, he arrived in the Southern Region on time and joined Ye Fan and Pang Bo.

Gold-winged Xiaopeng King, who was beaten to the core again, lay on the ground and cried, wishing to die.

Zhang Wenchang casually took it into his hand, and the black divine chain of order instantly pierced his head and destroyed his soul.

Then he absorbed his golden-winged Tianpeng origin, which was a golden mass of origin. Zhang Wenchang did not absorb it for the time being, but sealed it up.

The next person to be my sparring partner is the Holy Son of Light.

But Son of Light's cultivation is too strong, I think it's better to suppress him.

Zhang Wenchang released the Son of Light from the Star Tower.

Seeing a flash of divine light, he rushed towards Zhang Wenchang.

The flames of the tortoise, snake, and lotus lanterns flashed, and a wave of majesty's power spread out, which made people feel frightened.

This is a kind of supreme pressure that ordinary practitioners of the fourth-level Secret Realm Dragon Transformation Realm cannot resist, which makes people feel desperate.

Shengzi Yaoguang felt like a little ant, as if he was facing a mountain that couldn't be shaken at all. He was so suppressed that he trembled all over, and couldn't help but lie down on the ground.

With a plop, Shengzi Yaoguang couldn't take it anymore, he was directly pressed to the ground, the terrible pressure crushed the bluestone under him, he was trembling all over, struggling hard.

He was gritting his teeth to resist the pressure.

This is the majesty of the great sage. In this era, in this era when the avenue does not show the saint, the saint is the most powerful fighting force of this era.

This was an indescribable feeling. His soul seemed to be suppressed by the mountain, and his life and death depended on other people's thoughts.

The power of a saint is immeasurable.

"Saint Son of Light, do you dare to fight with me at the same level?" Zhang Wenchang asked calmly.

"I am the Son of Waking Light, not to say that I am invincible in the same generation, and I am not. Anyone can humiliate me. You are just relying on the soldiers of the Saint."

The Holy Son of Light suddenly let out a long roar.The appearance of a giant black cauldron emerged from his body, which looked like a black gold cauldron with dragon patterns.

Several black dragons flew out of the dragon-patterned black golden cauldron, breaking through the suppression of the majesty's power, he turned into a golden light and soared into the sky.

Shengzi Yaoguang stood high in the sky, his blond hair was fluttering, and his eyes shone with golden light.

His tall body was as if made of gold, and his confident look made him radiant.

It turned out to be a small dragon pattern black gold tripod, probably made of the dragon pattern black gold tripod, the extreme weapon of fluttering light, and the leftover scraps.

It may have been made in the extreme weapon, and it has already bred a part of the Dao pattern in it. At this time, with the help of the special Dao pattern inside, it broke through the suppression of the turtle, snake, and lotus lantern.

"Ye Fan, you were the one who attacked me in the ancient tomb in Lizhou, how dare you fight me openly now?"

The Holy Son of Yaoguang did not look at Zhang Wenchang, but instead provoked Ye Fan.

"If you want to fight, then fight." Ye Fan was not scared at all.

"Son of Light, now your opponent is me. You are now my pet and my training partner. Only when your performance satisfies me can you be qualified to challenge others." Zhang Wenchang said with a smile.

"You are just relying on the power of the holy soldiers. If you don't use the holy soldiers, you can rely on you? I will kill you like cutting grass!" Shaking the holy son, his eyes are like swords.

"Okay, I don't need holy soldiers, and I can fight with you at the same level." Zhang Wenchang said.

"I'll take your life right now, and take your holy soldier!" Son Yaoguang, with an indifferent expression, swooped down like a ray of divine light and rushed towards Zhang Wenchang.

Puff puff.

Three flames flew out, seemingly tiny, but emitting terrifying heat, blocking the Holy Son of Shaking Light and slashing towards his body.

Shaking the Son of Light, he backed away quickly, avoiding the three flames.

"Relying on the power of the holy soldiers is just a coward."

Zhang Wenchang looked at Shengzi Yaoguang, and said with a sneer, "You think you are a peerless master and invincible in your generation, but why did you use the Second Heaven of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm to attack me?"

"If we fight at the same level, I am confident that I can beat you to a pulp." Zhang Wenchang said with a smile.

"Now I will suppress your realm and let you recognize yourself."

Zhang Wenchang shouted loudly, and the turtle, snake, and lotus lanterns shook, as if a ruthless mysterious force had imprisoned the sky.

The river in the distance seemed to stop flowing suddenly, as if it was frozen, and time seemed to be frozen.

In an instant, everyone felt a sense of horror. They didn't understand what was happening?
Crashing, the river continued to flow, and everything returned to normal.

The fist-sized black gold tripod with dragon pattern that belonged to Shengzi Yaoguang was taken away by Zhang Wenchang.

"You sealed me? Suppressed my cultivation to the fourth level of the fourth level of the secret realm?" Holy Son Yaoguang said coldly.

"That's right, the prestige of your Holy Son of Light is too great. If you don't use any means to suppress you to the same stage, it's really stressful to fight. I'll try first, and if I can beat you, then I'll beat you." Adjust your cultivation base a little higher, I hope your Dao heart will not be broken." Zhang Wenchang said with a smile.

Here the pines are tall and straight, the vines are lush, this is a new valley, everything is quiet, and the war is about to start.

"Son of Yaoguang, don't be hypocritical. Your identity as the successor of the Ruthless Emperor has been exposed, so you can use the tricks of the Ruthless Emperor. Let us see it." Zhang Wenchang said flatly.

These words were like thunder, and Shengzi Yaoguang showed surprise on his face, and he was very puzzled.

"I don't know how to call this fellow Taoist, why do you say that?"

"Stop pretending, your identity has been exposed, and you will soon be the enemy of the whole world." Zhang Wenchang said with a sneer.

The secret of the Holy Son of Fluctuating Light is now well kept.It was not leaked out, Zhang Wenchang just wanted to cause him psychological pressure.

"I don't understand what you are talking about, fellow Taoist, but I can be sure that you want to fight me with all your strength. Although I am not talented, my self-confidence is not weaker than anyone else." With a trace of rigidity.

Rumble.

Zhang Wenchang took the lead in punching, and the golden fist flashed with purple thunder, piercing through the sky, and when it came up, it was the ultimate move blessed with the holy method of fighting. This was a life-and-death fight, with a piercing killing intent.

The son of Yaoguang, who was as fast as a ghost, appeared in another direction without a sound, and two rays of light shot out from his eyes, obviously he had also practiced divine eyes. He stared closely at Zhang Wenchang, as if he wanted to see through his details.

Like a ghost, the son of Yaoguang slapped him silently.

He is like a ghost, windy, lifeless, what kind of miraculous skill is he not narcissistic?
Zhang Wenchang felt a strange cold force attacking, which seemed to be extremely dangerous, he moved thousands of meters across in an instant, and avoided this insidious killing move.

With a bang, Shengzi Yaoguang, seemingly understated, very flat, ordinary palm, actually hit a black hole in the void, devouring everything there.

Zhang Wenchang's pupils shrank, and sure enough, the Holy Son of Yaoguang, in addition to practicing the secret techniques of the ruthless emperor, also practiced many secret techniques of the Holy Land of Yaoguang as a cover.

This kind of miracle is really sinister and vicious.

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