Zhang Wenchang punched hard, and the sky was filled with lightning flashes. The white ivory and white elephant skull were all turned into fly ash and were completely shattered.
"How can his body be so hard? Is he a god? Why have I never heard of him?"
The third prince of the White Elephant clan changed his face and turned pale. He wanted to run away.
But Zhang Wenchang blocked the entrance. He turned around and rushed towards the gap in the small world. By this time, the third prince of the White Elephant Tribe had realized that this terrifying enemy put him in danger of falling.
He didn't dare to say anything, turned around and ran away to the small world.
"Where to go!" Zhang Wenchang shouted and chased after him.
Zhang Wenchang chased after him, and the third prince tried his best to escape.
Seeing that he was being overtaken, the third prince gritted his teeth, turned around and shouted at Zhang Wenchang: "I'll fight for you!"
He took action directly and hit a blood box with his hand.
The blood-colored jade box cracked a gap, and a river of blood instantly rushed out. A pungent smell came out, and the blood-colored river swept towards Zhang Wenchang.
"Could this be the Dark Blood Demon Box?! The demon weapon left by the demon king?"
At Zhang Wenchang's feet, Qinglian dodged and escaped the fatal blow.
This thing is specifically designed to defile the human body. Once contaminated, the dirty blood will instantly seep into the human body and turn the person into dirty blood. It can be said to be very vicious.
According to legend, this thing once killed an ancient powerful human being in the Eastern Wasteland.
It is said that refining this thing requires a demon king to refine it. It belongs to the demon clan and is a famous vicious secret technique.
It is said that almost every demon king will refine such a vicious thing before dying and leave it to future generations.
The blood river was roaring and roaring, and the blood was soaring into the sky. The area where Zhang Wenchang was located, the sky and the earth were dyed with blood.
An astonishing biting chill directly attacks people's souls, making Zhang Wenchang's heart ring with alarm bells, as if he is facing a formidable enemy.
Zhang Wenchang knew that what this kind of filthy thing was most afraid of was thunder, so he immediately activated the Thunder Emperor's Treasure Technique.
Boom boom boom boom boom!
Zhang Wenchang's body was surrounded by thunderous thunder, as if he was covered with a thunder suit. The thunder shone in all directions, and the lightning flashed so brightly that it was impossible to look directly at it.
Zhang Wenchang moved his hands slowly, as if he were embracing the sun and the moon, and a mountain with flashing lightning appeared in his arms.
It is incomparably magical. The upright pine trees above and the drooping Milky Way are all made of dense thunder and lightning symbols. It is majestic and majestic, extremely heavy, with boundless thunder, as if it is going to destroy the world.
This is the Thunder Mountain Seal that Zhang Wenchang realized!
Zhang Wenchang felt the danger of a fatal blow, so he immediately used this seal method, and the Thunder Mountain Seal was extremely violent!
This Thunder Mountain is so real, as if there is a real Thunder Mountain, exuding a suffocating feeling.
Even though the third prince of the White Elephant clan was far away, he still felt as if he was weighed down by a mountain. His whole body was sore and weak, and his steps became staggering, as if he could no longer stand.
Boom boom boom!
This thunder mountain quickly enlarged, just like a magic mountain made of thunder, suppressing the blood river.
His pressure was so strong that it was unbearable. The third prince of the White Elephant Tribe was already bleeding from his ears and nose without receiving a direct impact.
Empty!
That terrifying river of blood was suddenly destroyed in a large area.
The thunder covered the sky and the sun, it was majestic and majestic, and the thunder was unstoppable.
The third prince didn't give up yet. His face was pale, and he chanted incantations crazily, and kept making seals with his hands. The Dark Blood Demon Box quickly enlarged, soared into the sky, and hit the thunder mountain.
Nine rivers of blood rushed out from it, each one more violent than the other, sweeping towards Leishan and towards Zhang Wenchang.
Zhang Wenchang drank lightly, and the Thunder Mountain Seal thundered and roared.
As if to crush the void, with bursts of roar, it broke through the nine rivers and suddenly hit the blood river.
Boom boom boom!
Bloody brilliance fills the sky, and terrifying energy storms are raging. The entire sky is covered in bloody brilliance and purple divine thunder, blurred and chaotic. There are terrifying energy storms and terrifying light everywhere.<
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The terrifying thunder mountain exploded, and he blew the blood box to pieces, and a creepy aura came out.
Rumble.
Explosions continued to occur there. Looking from a distance, it was an extremely terrifying scene. The Thunder Mountain and the Dark Blood Demon Box exploded, as if they were going to destroy everything.
Blood flew everywhere, and the rocks in the small world were swept up into the sky by the violent energy and collapsed into pieces.
It seems that the treasure box of this generation of demon kings is not complete. It was probably broken by someone, and part of it was defective. Otherwise, Zhang Wenchang's current strength would not be able to break the complete blood box.
Blood mist was steaming in the sky, but the terrifying blood mist could not harm Zhang Wenchang. They were all refined into ashes by Zhang Wenchang.
Zhang Wenchang's body was flying around in the sky, with countless thunder and lightning blooming around his body. Wherever he passed, the blood mist immediately dissipated and disappeared.
At this time, the third prince of the White Elephant Tribe had his heart broken, and he was mumbling to himself like a fool.
"How could my treasure box be broken by a Dao Palace-level monk? Even if there are cracks, it shouldn't be broken by a Dao Palace-level monk..."
"What kind of seal is he doing? It looks like the Baoshan seal, but it is completely different. Why is it different from what I learned?"
"Who is he? So young and so powerful?"
"Why is its physical strength so powerful? At the Taoist palace level, it can lift mountains with one hand?"
"Why isn't his body afraid of blood contamination?"
"How could this happen? My treasure box has been destroyed. Is this still a human being? What a monster!"
Zhang Wenchang didn't care whether the Taoist heart was broken or not. He snorted coldly and rushed towards the third prince of the White Elephant clan, intending to beat him to death completely.
"Father, save me!" The third prince of the White Elephant clan suddenly roared and ran away with all his strength.
He already knew that he was no match for Zhang Wenchang.
He now has to activate the mark on his body, hoping that the mark his father left on him is strong enough.
Zhang Wenchang chased after him and vowed to kill this bastard.
A white bone bead flew out of the ear of the third prince of the White Elephant Tribe, and the white bone bead instantly emitted a sacred light.
A powerful energy turned into a light shield, protecting the third prince and blocking Zhang Wenchang's fatal blow.
But after he was attacked, his light also dimmed a bit. Zhang Wenchang attacked this protective shield crazily, punching more than twenty times, and the energy inside would soon be exposed.
With a bang, the mask exploded, and Zhang Wenchang was about to completely kill the third prince of the White Elephant Tribe.
With a bang, the white bone bead exploded, emitting waves of mysterious power. This power condensed together and transformed into the image of an old man.
He has a ferocious and majestic face. It is obvious that he has been in a high position for a long time and has developed the aura of a so-called superior.
He suddenly opened his eyes and shouted to Zhang Wenchang: "What happened? Who is chasing my descendants?"
