Covering the sky starts from the mortal body

Chapter 507 Accepting the Holy Maiden of the First Thousand Years

The Holy Son of Yin Yang died here, the Holy Son of Zifu died here, and the Holy Son of Wanchu died here.

The Yin-Yang Sword of the Holy Son of Yin-Yang was taken away by Zhang Wenchang, and the Dark Demon Blood Box of the Holy Son of Wanchu was also taken away by Zhang Wenchang.

The middle of the night is like an abyss, and the entire ancient city is in darkness. The Taoist patterns of the Wushi Emperor are madly devouring the essence of the world, turning this place into a city of killing.

The invisible killing intent is surging, as if a small world is collapsing, disintegrating, as if it wants to kill all living things in the world.

Zhang Wenchang just watched from a distance, as if he had fallen into hell. Every inch of flesh and blood was trembling, and the bones were rattling. You can imagine what the people in the formation were experiencing.

But Zhang Wenchang did not sympathize with them. Since he wanted to kill people, he was not prepared to be killed by others.

Thousands of swords roared together, thousands of sword rays were firing, and one master after another was beaten into a sieve, and his body and soul were destroyed.

It seemed as if it had turned into a flesh and blood mill, mercilessly harvesting lives one by one.

While cleaning the battlefield, Zhang Wenchang found Saint Wanchu who was pretending to be dead.

There was a pile of corpses, and there was a blood man soaked in blood, motionless, his body was cold, as if he had no life.

She was mixed with the thick blood and mud, and was buried deep below. If she didn't have a heavenly eye, she would definitely be considered a dead person.

Zhang Wenchang has divine eyes and can see through her disguise at a glance. Her vitality has not been extinguished, but is exuding the blazing light of life.

Now that the Holy Son had been killed three times in a row, Jin Chixiao's Dao Palace God was killed, and the son of Dayan Sheng, Xiang Yifei, was more cautious and let him escape.

With so many people dying all at once, the Wanchu Saintess was terrified. Seeing that she couldn't escape, she could only use the turtle's breath magic skill of the Wanchu Holy Land, trying to escape.

Zhang Wenchang rushed over silently, and Saint Wanchu immediately changed into a divine light and rushed madly in one direction.

"Brother Zhang, everything is a misunderstanding." Saint Wanchu said.

"Okay, as long as you are obedient, I will give you a chance to explain." Zhang Wenchang took out the Goddess Stove as he spoke.

"Now tell me your name!" Zhang Wenchang shouted.

"Zhao Yanran!" Saint Wanchu hesitated and said.

Zhang Wenchang carved these three words on the goddess Luo's altar, and then tapped the lid gently, and Saint Wanchu was immediately put into the goddess furnace.

"Yeah, not bad, very obedient!" Wanchu Saintess became Zhang Wenchang's trophy.

There was blood flowing here, and all the enemies who broke into the formation were killed. Ye Fan was still a little worried, so he poured out all the stored nine-color flames, causing everything here to crackle into ashes and burn to dryness. Clean.

"We need to get out of here as soon as possible!"

"This place should not stay for long, it will soon become the center of the storm!"

After the Black Emperor erased the traces here, Zhang Wenchang took out the small void mirror, led the crowd across the void, and quickly moved away from Yanyun City.

This explosive news came out quickly and caused an uproar.

It's fine for those ordinary people to die, but the Holy Son of Yin Yang, the Holy Son of Zifu, the Holy Son of Wanchu, these future Holy Masters, they just died like this, and the sensation caused was too great.

"I heard that the Son of Yin Yang died and was beheaded by Ye Fan."

"When did it happen? It's impossible!"

"It's absolutely true. It is said that this holy son changed his face and went to kill Ye Fan, but he was killed as a passerby."

"Sage Yin Yang, as the supreme sect in Zhongzhou, I'm afraid he won't give up. After all, he is their future master."

"The Holy Son of Yin Yang changed his identity and went to attack Ye Fan, but was killed. Who could they blame? It's not shameful to say it."

"The latest news is that Holy Son Zifu and Holy Son Wanchu are also dead."

"This is really shocking. Three great saints died overnight."

"Ye Fan is so powerful, he actually killed the three holy sons overnight!"

"Ye Fan used the killing array to massacre so many strong men. It was definitely intentional. He was using himself as bait to catch big fish."

Ye Fan was still planning to arrest Jiang Yichen, while Zhang Wenchang lived a shameless life with the Holy Maiden Wanchu in an oasis.

Taking advantage of his free time, Zhang Wenchang added some materials to the Yin-Yang Sword and the Dark Blood Demon Box, and then upgraded them into kingly weapons with gods using the method of the Thunder Emperor.

Of course, this Yin-Yang Sword must be re-smelted, so that people from the Yin-Yang Sect cannot recognize it. The re-smelted Yin-Yang Sword has become a Thunder God Sword, because countless lightning runes are engraved on it.

After playing around for half a month, Zhang Wenchang let the saint girl Wanchu go.

Zhang Wenchang gave the Dark Blood Demon Box to the Saintess Wanchu, and taught her the Western Emperor's Sutra.

On this day, Zhang Wenchang and his party, who were ambushing outside the holy land of Yaochi, got the news that people from the Five Elements Palace in the Northern Territory were coming to attend the grand event.

Among the companions was the Saintess of the Five Elements Palace. After Zhang Wenchang heard this, he raised his eyebrows, thinking that something could be done.

Without saying a word, Zhang Wenchang left the team immediately, and Ye Fan Pangbo cursed behind his back in anger, emphasizing sex over friends, a cowardly and cowardly classmate turned into a flower picker just like that.

Of course Zhang Wenchang doesn’t think so. This is the way of Emperor Hengyu. He attained enlightenment while driving his car back then. Even if Zhang Wenchang cannot drive and attain enlightenment, he can still walk the path he walked and understand the experience he created. Stand taller and see further by standing on the shoulders of giants.

He immediately crossed the void and headed towards the direction of Yaochi Holy Land and Five Elements Palace, which was the only place where Five Elements Palace could enter Yaochi.

The holy land of Yaochi, with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, the scenery is picturesque. Looking from a distance, it looks like a holy land of immortals.

People come and go, as long as they are respectable people, they will come to show their faces and eat a flat peach.

After waiting for a day, Zhang Wenchang finally saw the Saintess of the Five Elements Palace. Along with her, there was a middle-aged man in purple, who was an elder in the sect.

That elder Taishang, who is majestic and imposing, walks like a dragon and a tiger, is a powerful figure in the Five Elements Palace, the Eleventh Elder.

This Supreme Elder is very powerful and very conceited. He probably never imagined that someone would dare to rob people and rob the saint under his nose.

Soon they entered the area set up by Zhang Wenchang, and Zhang Wenchang immediately launched the formation.

The space suddenly became blurry, and the Saint of the Five Elements Palace suddenly fell into the formation, shouting for help in shock.

That seat, the Supreme Elder, let out a cold snort, his body was covered with five colors, and his divine light shone, which was the strong power of the five elements.

He stretched out a big hand, shining with the five elements of divine light, but the blurred space shone a few times, and a black hole appeared.

The figure of the Saint of the Five Elements Palace was constantly interspersed in the black hole and entered different connected spaces. It was obvious that it was a connected space trap set up.

The confident Elder Mao of the Five Elements Palace quickly sketched out the mysterious runes with his hands, hoping to get the saint back.

Unfortunately, it was already too late. If the serial space traps that Zhang Wenchang carefully laid out as a secret agent were so easy to crack, wouldn't it be a waste of his reputation as a secret agent?

Rumble.

One black hole space after another disappeared, and the void became calm and returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

Zhang Wenchang traveled through the void in the blink of an eye, and quickly disappeared from here.

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