"Human boy, you are not dead. It seems that my three useless guards have been killed by you!"
Seeing Zhang Wenchang following him unscathed, the third prince of the White Elephant Tribe who was about to enter that small world stared at Zhang Wenchang with murderous intent in his eyes.
Obviously he was a little surprised. According to his idea, his three guards were two from the fourth level of Dao Palace, one from the fifth level of Dao Palace, and Zhang Wenchang was only from the third level of Dao Palace. The three of them wanted to destroy Zhang Wenchang
, it should be pinched with your hand, and it can be extinguished easily.
And seeing that Zhang Wenchang doesn’t have any signs of the sect on his body, he is obviously a casual cultivator.
Generally speaking, the cultivation level of those casual cultivators is very low-risk, or those holy places do not look down on their cultivation level or their qualifications at all, so they become wandering cultivators like lonely ghosts.
Their scriptures are not up to par, and they do not have a large amount of cultivation resources. In front of demon prince disciples like them who have a complete inheritance, they are simply giving away meat.
Now that he saw Zhang Wenchang easily killing the three guards of the White Elephant clan, it was obvious that things were not as simple as he imagined. Although the third prince of the White Elephant clan was angry, he did not take action first. p>
"Those three guards of yours are indeed rubbish. They fell down on their own before I even exerted any force."
"I wonder how much of a waste the owners of these three wastes are?"
"You deserve to die!"
The third prince of the White Elephant Tribe roared, his body's brilliance surged, and two divine rays of light shot out from his eyes. They were actually two rays of murderous intent that were brewing in his eyes. At this time, they took shape and wanted to kill with one strike.
Divine light flashed in Zhang Wenchang's eyes, and two purple-gold divine lights shot out, turning into dragon-shaped blades, and faced the two killing intents.
Zizzizi!
Two murderous intentions met two purple-gold divine lights, and the bright divine light lit up in the cave. Their encounter did not cause an explosion. Instead, it was as if they were extinguished. The bright divine light emitted with a sizzling sound.
Violent energy fluctuations.
When the light disappeared, Zhang Wenchang, the White Elephant Tribe, and the third prince were unharmed.
"It's interesting!" The third prince of the White Elephant Tribe, the murderous intention all over his body seemed to turn into water, and the powerful murderous intention spread everywhere.
Zhang Wenchang is not weak at all, and the divine power in his body is boiling, as if it is about to burst into flames.
"You are very strong, but if you meet me today, you will still die!" The third prince of the White Elephant Tribe is very confident.
His body suddenly became a little illusory. One palm was raised high, and a water-green light appeared. His entire palm became like emerald, full of green and brilliant.
Zhang Wenchang also raised his palm, flashing with divine light. He waved his palm lightly and met the third prince's jade palm.
Boom!
Like a thunderclap, green ripples and purple ripples flooded the huge cave they were leading.
But the green and purple mist dissipated, and Zhang Wenchang stood there calmly, while the third prince of the White Elephant clan turned a little pale. Although his right hand was not broken, it was indeed shaking slightly, and there were drops of blood.
Flow outward.
"How is this possible? Your body is so powerful!" The third prince of the White Elephant clan suffered a secret loss. He immediately realized that his physical strength was not as strong as Zhang Wenchang's body that had been trained with the secret technique of body training. Today he encountered a vicious opponent.
There is trouble.
If Zhang Wenchang's body is in the same class, he may not be as good as Ye Fan, who has physical talent, but against an ordinary genius like the third prince of the White Elephant clan, his physical strength is extremely powerful.
Click click click, the third prince of the White Elephant Tribe, his hand was shrouded in a ball of light mist, and he recovered quickly.
He opened his mouth wide and spit out a piece of bone. It was suspended above his head, and light curtains hung down, and the whole person was protected inside.
This is the White Elephant Clan. The master of sitting has left behind a piece of skull, which has magical functions. It seems that it has been trained into a protective magic weapon.
The third prince of the White Elephant Tribe opened his mouth again and spit out an ivory, which was shining brightly and carrying a heavy and oppressive feeling like a mountain.
This ivory was all crystal clear, emitting a gleaming white light. The huge pressure made the floor of the cave crackle, as if it was about to break.
As soon as Zhang Wenchang saw this ivory, he knew that it had a big origin. It was connected to a small world. Obviously, this should also be a place carved with countless patterns.
The ground being pressed is making a creaking sound now. I hope it won't cause any trouble. If some killing array is triggered, it will be a big trouble.
Perhaps because tens of thousands of years have passed, the Tao patterns here have been lost due to the erosion of time.
Otherwise, the little Kalami, the third prince of the White Elephant Tribe, shouldn't be exuding such heavy pressure.
He tried to attack the light curtain, and struck out 18 palms in an instant. The protective shield emanating from the skull shattered with a bang.
But the skull was unharmed, and he flew towards the ivory and merged into the ivory.
The ivory immediately became as bright as the sun, and a mysterious pressure fell on Zhang Wenchang.
Zhang Wenchang felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him, and his movements became sluggish, as if every step he took required countless efforts.
"True Spirit Sword! Kill the Soul!"
The third prince of the White Elephant clan shouted angrily, and a green light flew out from his sea of suffering.
Being good at facing the wind, a green long knife was more than 20 meters long in an instant and slashed towards Zhang Wenchang.
According to legend, this spirit-slaying knife was smelted with the Three Yin True Waters and was specially designed to kill people's souls.
Every drop of Sanyin True Water can penetrate gold cracked stone, extinguish true fire, and dissolve true gold.
Every drop is as heavy as a stone. After becoming a true spirit sword, it has the strange effect of killing the soul.
This third prince of the White Elephant Tribe is so extraordinary. He successfully refined the Soul-Slaying Sword with secret techniques. No wonder he is so arrogant.
The true spirit sword struck in the blink of an eye, the green light flashed, and the bright green light pierced people like a needle.
Zhang Wenchang waved his hand, grabbed the true spirit knife, squeezed it hard, and five fingerprints appeared on it.
The third prince of the White Elephant Tribe immediately used all his strength to command the True Spirit Sword. Green light shot into the sky, and the Three Yin True Waters filled the sky, threatening to submerge Zhang Wenchang.
Zhang Wenchang's divine power was as bright as a flame, and suddenly thunderous, and countless thunder and lightning surged out.
All the Three Yin True Waters were evaporated by lightning and annihilated by the thunder.
Zhang Wenchang's whole body was flashing with thunder, just like the God of Thunder coming to the world, intending to destroy everything with his thunder.
Click click click.
Under the baptism of the thunder, the True Spirit Sword first turned into the Three Yin True Water, and then was dissolved into mist by the Thunder, and then was completely wiped out.
The third prince of the White Elephant tribe used a secret method to smelt the true spirit sword that took several years to successfully smelt. It was actually vulnerable to the terrifying thunder.
The third prince of the White Elephant Tribe was stunned.
Zhang Wenchang let out a low roar, and one big handprint with thunderous flashes appeared one after another, and he shot hundreds of palms in an instant.
Click click click.
The white ivory that exudes strange gravity has cracks.
