Covering the sky starts from the mortal body

Chapter 532 Destroy the White Elephants

With the help of the power of the earth's veins, Zhang Wenchang moved faster than light, and instantly got rid of his lock, avoiding the killing blow.

Zhang Wenchang's hands continued to sketch, and the dragon's energy was drawn up one after another, turning into a large net intertwined with runes, covering the strong man.

This big net is like the sharpest sword. After the strong man was caged, it cut the strong man into pieces in the blink of an eye.

His shattered bones and flesh fell from the sky, and after falling to the ground, they were burned to ashes by the blazing divine light in the blink of an eye.

A powerful member of the White Elephant Clan, holding a huge animal tooth, suddenly appeared and instantly broke the runes on Zhang Wenchang's body, almost piercing Zhang Wenchang's body.

The ivory in the hands of this strong man from the White Elephant Tribe was as black as ink and exuded a terrifying corrosive aura.

With the help of the power of the dragon veins, Zhang Wenchang wandered around like a ghost.

Dragon energy was flying one after another, and mysterious Yuantian runes emerged one after another.

Around Zhang Wenchang's body, runes were intertwined, like clouds covering the sky and shining like a little sun.

He didn't use the divine source he had stored, but just drew on the dragon energy here, and drew with both hands, emitting pieces of divine light one after another, covering this strong man.

"Four Forbidden Immortals!"

This strong man from the White Elephant Clan had all his divine power sealed by this terrifying forbidden technique. Even though he had no powerful divine power and realm cultivation, he was still like a piece of wood and fell to the ground with a scream.

Zhang Wenchang casually waved a piece of rune, like a long sword, and beat the strong man of the White Elephant Tribe into ashes in the blink of an eye.

The source of divine magic is indeed overbearing. It is not only a good helper in finding divine sources of minerals, but it is also a magical technique that can be learned and used.

Zhang Wenchang, who had been prepared for a long time, soon gained the absolute upper hand.

There are Yuantian divine patterns everywhere in the White Elephant Valley, and they complement each other.

Zhang Wenchang is like an immortal god, attacking everywhere.

A strong man from the White Elephant clan roared loudly, and three golden divine horns sprouted from his head, sending out mysterious ripples, galloping like thousands of troops.

Zhang Wenchang sketched with his hands, and mysterious runes flowed one after another. The divine patterns of the Origin of Heaven appeared on his hands, densely packed, and he pressed lightly against the ground.

This powerful man from the Triangular White Elephant Tribe, if struck by lightning, his body would be struck like broken porcelain, with irreparable cracks appearing one after another in the blink of an eye.

In his roar, his body collapsed piece by piece, blood spread everywhere, and his body and soul were destroyed.

Another powerful member of the White Elephant Clan rushed out. His body was full of lightning and thunder, as if he had opened up the world, and hit a powerful blow, trying to kill Zhang Wenchang and save the White Elephant Valley.

This is an extremely powerful person from the White Elephant Clan. His whole body exudes divine light and is surrounded by one hundred and eight divine rings.

He was very old, and although his bones were as thin as a piece of dead wood, he still exuded an astonishingly powerful aura.

"Who are you? Why did you attack me in the White Elephant Valley?"

"You talk too much nonsense, hurry up and go west." Zhang Wenchang shouted.

"Okay, okay, okay! I haven't heard someone be so bold in how many years. I haven't been attacked in Baixiang Valley for more than [-] years. I don't know which generation of Baixiang Valley you are an enemy of. Now that you are here, , then die."

This powerful man with divine rings roared, and the one hundred and eight divine rings around his body roared. Countless mysterious runes were shot out from each divine ring, suppressing all directions.

How could Zhang Wenchang be stupid enough to go head-to-head with such an old monster? With the help of the power of dragon veins, he instantly appeared thousands of meters away.

Another strong man from the White Elephant Valley rushed out. I don't know which era they left behind. Anyway, they exude a decadent aura.

Zhang Wenchang forcibly pulled him into a powerful formation, and the densely packed Yuantian Shenwen, like the sharpest swords and guns, killed this old monster.

This old man exuding a rotten air was struggling hard and roaring loudly, unwilling to be locked in like a cage.

Zhang Wenchang Qingqing waved his hands like cutting a stone. This rotten old antique was like a cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Zhang Wenchang then submerged his body into the earth veins, and appeared thousands of meters away in an instant, avoiding the attack of the one hundred and eight god ring powerhouse.

Suddenly, a divine bell rose here, which was a glimpse of the king's divine weapon. , suddenly shot a bright light.

It turned out that there had always been a king-level spirit stored in the king's magic weapon. At this moment, it flew out and rushed towards Zhang Wenchang, thinking about killing Zhang Wenchang's spirit in an instant.

Zhang Wenchang knew that Pang Bo had been robbed of his body, so he was always on guard to prevent his body from being robbed.

At this time, seeing someone wanted to attack his soul, he immediately started to calculate, and actively slowed down his body speed, luring him to rush forward.

The divine soul exuded a bright divine light, full of confidence, looked at Zhang Wenchang like a fool, and rushed over.

From the center of Zhang Wenchang's eyebrows, a burst of seven-colored divine light suddenly shot out, which was the power of the Chaos Stone.

The little golden man between the eyebrows holds a stone as black as ink in his hands, emitting a colorful divine light.

That king-level soul, when it was approaching Zhang Wenchang, felt something was wrong, so it still rushed forward bravely.

By the time he realized something was wrong and wanted to escape, it was already too late.

A mysterious force instantly imprisoned his soul. The power of the peak saint level, as deep as the sea and as powerful as the prison, instantly obliterated his soul.

The moment the king's soul was killed, he understood that he had fallen into a trap. Unfortunately, he died the next moment, and he didn't even have time to let out a scream.

This colorful divine light disappeared in a flash, and Zhang Wenchang's body recovered as before, with no abnormalities visible, as if everything was a misunderstanding.

People misunderstood that the king's soul had already exhausted his power and soul under the scouring of the years, and that's why he died so silently.

An extremely powerful statue with even more terrifying strength, at least over 3000 years old, exuded billowing monstrous devilish energy, and rushed towards Zhang Wenchang.

He was covered in black light, flickering with demonic energy, and he didn't know what kind of secret technique he was practicing.

With a light wave of Zhang Wenchang's hand, countless Yuantian divine patterns emerged, as if he was about to melt into the heaven and the earth.

He exudes a dazzling divine light, like a god.

The essence of heaven and earth frantically gathered here, one after another divine chains intertwined in the void.

Dragon veins flew out one after another, and he stretched out his hand and pressed lightly.

This menacing and extremely powerful White Elephant Clan man seemed to have been hit hard all of a sudden. His whole body was flattened, he vomited blood, and his bones were shattered into pieces.

In his eyes, everything in the world suddenly collapsed, and then the strong man of the White Elephant Clan also collapsed suddenly.

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