Covering the sky starts from the mortal body

Chapter 523 Phoenix Blood Red Gold Book and Bright Tomorrow Knife
With the passage of time, the royal aura left in the Huangxue Chijin Book became weaker and weaker.

He finally couldn't hold on anymore. The Temple of Light shot out colorful rays of light, obliterating the last ray of Ji Dao aura above. With a roll of divine light, the red gold of phoenix blood flew into Zhang Wenchang's hands.

Zhang Wenchang quickly sealed it, and sealed it into the holy soldier.

The Great Dao Bottle appeared on Zhang Wenchang's head again, and once again shot out chains as black as ink, piercing towards the Emperor's Prince.

The force field emanating from the Chaos Stone firmly suppressed the Emperor, preventing him from moving.

The Emperor's trump cards to save his life were probably these two, and they had all been destroyed. Just now, he had a near miss.

Now the emperor is firmly tied into the body by chains that are as black as ink one after another, bound in the sky.

One chain after another penetrated his soul, and his Xiantai, his wheel sea, and his several secret realms were completely controlled.

The emperor wailed in pain, his soul and body were pierced by black chains, and his heart ached.

The corners of Zhang Wenchang's mouth turned up slightly, showing an evil smile. I really didn't expect everything to go so smoothly. As long as he swallowed the origin of the emperor, Zhang Wenchang's origin in the future will not be weaker than that of the ancient emperor's descendants.

Zhang Wenchang's origin has undergone many transformations and baptisms, devouring the origin of the Eucharist, and also swallowing the origin of several saints, all of which are used to strengthen his own origin.

It can be said that his own origin is already very strong, and now with the origin of the emperor, Zhang Wenchang is about to take off.

It was so smooth, it was unreal how smooth it was.

Don't worry, the Immortal Emperor is cheating, he is transforming now, and he can't take care of himself.

As long as he didn't kill the Emperor openly and spread it around, those ancient ancestors and kings would probably think that the Emperor had not yet been born.

There will still be at least 5000 years in the future before ancient beings will be born one after another. I hope they will make good use of this beautiful misunderstanding and don't be idle trying to figure out where the Emperor of Heaven is?

As for the Empress of Immortality, this stepmother didn't care about the emperor at all, and later she might feel that the matter was getting too serious and she had to come forward and hypocritically send some sun and moon gods to trouble Ye Fan.

In fact, the Immortal Queen wants to attain enlightenment in this life, and the Emperor also wants to attain enlightenment in this life. The two of them are actually in a competitive relationship. If they were not dead, they would probably have to fight first.

Zhang Wenchang thought about how to cover it up again, and let others know the fact that the emperor's son had been swallowed as late as possible.

It doesn't take much time. After more than 1000 years, Zhang Wenchang has almost risen, so there is no need to worry about the revenge of the immortal queen.

As for the Immortal Emperor, sooner or later he will be the enemy, and the lice will not itch anymore.

After all, in the future, Zhang Wenchang will definitely stand as the Wushi Great Emperor, not the Immortal Emperor.

Zhang Wenchang looked at the Emperor, who was heavily bound by chains as black as ink and absorbed into his origin.

At this time, the Emperor of Heaven had transformed into a human form. His face was angry and distorted, and he was roaring at Zhang Wenchang.

"Who are you? How dare you use this method against me? Do you know who I am?"

The emperor was just born from the eggshell, and he was treated so roughly. He felt that the world was full of malice towards him, and he couldn't live through this day.

Now looking at Zhang Wenchang with the corner of his mouth raised and a wicked smile on his face, his lungs were about to burst with anger.

Zhang Wenchang looked at the emperor, he really had a pretty face.

That's right, the emperor is a handsome man. After Zhang Wenchao saw it, his first reaction was the word "beautiful".

The emperor's black hair is shawl, and his face is as good as a woman's. His skin is crystal clear, snow white, and delicate. It can be described as perfect. His body exudes colorful light. He can be said to be a peerless beautiful man.

Such a face, such a skin, I am afraid that many women will be envious and jealous.

"Who am I, this question is actually not important. The important thing is that I hope to get your origin, so that I can walk on the road of the great emperor more smoothly." Zhang Wenchang smiled lightly.

"I am the son of the Immortal Emperor, an ancient god. I have eight divine generals as my bodyguards. If you kill me, they will definitely wipe out blood for thousands of miles around. You and your relatives will not be able to survive."

"If you can surrender to me and let me go, I can expose this matter, let you understand the ancient scriptures of the gods, and give you the treasures of heaven and earth so that you can practice faster."

The Prince of Heaven first threatened and intimidated Zhang Wenchang, and then began to induce Zhang Wenchang. It must be said that these descendants of the great and ancient emperors were familiar with the so-called power and tactics and used them casually.

It's a pity that when he met Zhang Wenchang, he didn't accept this trick at all.

"Millions of years and tens of millions of years have passed, and the Immortal Emperor has already decayed. His eight generals and the traces left by him have all decayed and fallen. They can't keep you."

"Your so-called eight generals, and their descendants, as far as I know, they were all planted by the immortal emperor, branded like slaves. Once they receive news of the war, they must fight To die is not only to fight to the death, their descendants also have to fight to the death."

"Your father treated them like slaves. You said that if they heard that you were still alive, would they feel as disgusted as eating a dead fly? If the Immortal Emperor's descendants are all dead, isn't this slave mark? It's useless to them? Will they all be happy, singing and dancing?"

Zhang Wenchang said such words lightly, and stabbed the emperor fiercely.

The emperor's expression froze. As a second generation, he was always praised by others, and he never thought about the sorrow of the low-level practitioners.

Naturally, he was not a fool. After being mentioned by Zhang Wenchang, he immediately felt something was wrong.

Although these words sound very heart-wrenching, the truth is probably what Zhang Wenchang said.

Back then, the Immortal Emperor was extremely domineering, even daring to attack Emperor Zun, which caused the glorious human race to decline for a while.

Not only does he hate the human race, he also treats other living beings as if they were nothing.

His father was from the Immortal Realm, and he didn't look down on the natives here at all, treating them as humble dogs.

The emperor, who was in a daze, suddenly let out a scream.

Zhang Wenchang stretched out his big hand, inserted it into the Emperor's body, and took out a bright sword from his secret realm of the wheel and sea.

The dazzling white divine light shot out, the brilliance was so bright that people couldn't look directly at it, it was as blazing as a round of scorching sun.

Although it is white gold of light, it is also a thousand stripes of auspicious colors, a myriad of divine rainbows, shining brightly, like a white sun, radiating brilliance when touched.

It's dazzling and enchanting, its beauty is intoxicating, and its sparkle flows through it, making it impossible to look directly at it.

You can vaguely see mysterious lines flowing on it, mysterious and beautiful.

He is like a white light, not like a tangible quality, as if it is the most sacred and brightest light source in the whole world, fused together.

The breath it exudes is very mysterious, and one can't help but get close.

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