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Chapter 311 Escape from the Holy City

"I wonder which holy land this fellow Taoist comes from? If you don't have enough foundation to support it, not only will you not be able to keep this seed, but it may also bring disaster to the holy land behind you."

Someone suddenly spoke loudly and secretly.

Zhang Wenchang glanced around and didn't find who said it.

He said loudly: "You don't need to worry about this, fellow Taoist, I naturally have my own plan."

"We, the Great Xia Dynasty, can provide shelter for fellow Taoists!"

"My Ji family can also provide shelter for fellow Taoists!"

Several major forces have spoken out, saying that Zhang Wenchang does not need to be sold, as long as he surrenders to them, they can protect him.

And after the Kirin seeds were planted and the fruits were planted, a portion was given to him.

"This unicorn seed can only mature once in thousands of years. Only those holy places and aristocratic families that have been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years have enough foundation to cultivate it."

"Yes, if you put it in your hand, it will not bear new fruits. Only when it is truly planted in the divine spring can it bear fruit continuously."

Someone kept trying to persuade Zhang Wenchang to give up.

Zhang Wenchang thought that he must open the immortal tomb now and let the Holy Prince come out to cause trouble and attract the attention of these old men.

"Woooo..."

Suddenly, loud and sad cries rang out, and a very childish cry came over, very miserable.

People saw a golden figure suddenly fly out of the body of the Great Xia Emperor.

He is like a golden snake and a golden dragon.

"What is this? A golden dragon or a golden holy snake?"

Zhang Wenchang glanced at him. He was about a foot long, with a golden dragon body and a pair of dragon horns on his head. However, there were no dragon scales on the surface of his body, instead it was as smooth as jade.

He also has a pair of big eyes, but his big, bright eyes are full of tears at this time, and he is crying loudly.

The astonishing murderous intention did not affect him at all. He threw himself on the source of the god and cried loudly.

Zhang Wenchang can conclude that this is Xiao Shencan, the younger brother of the ancient emperor Shencan.

But, when was this little divine silkworm cut out?

"I spent one million to buy this from a source master this morning." The uncle of the Great Xia emperor said: "Now it seems that he is closely related to the woman in the divine source."
Looking at the curious eyes of everyone, the uncle of the Great Xia Emperor explained.

Zhang Wenchang watched as he stretched out his golden paws and kept stroking the girl in the divine source.

He kept calling a name. Although it was in ancient pronunciation, everyone could understand that it must be the name of a girl.

The appearance of this little magical silkworm attracted everyone's attention, but many people still focused on Zhang Wenchang.

"It's incredible, this little dragon actually knows this ancient king!"

"It seems that this little dragon is also from the ancient royal family. This is really a miracle."

"I guess these are two Nine-Transformation Divine Silkworms. They are both Nine-Transformation Divine Silkworms from the ancient royal family."

"It's time to open the immortal tomb and release the Holy Prince." Zhang Wenchang thought in his heart, controlled the golden holy sword, opened and closed it, and struck at the immortal tomb violently.

Zhang Wenchang just split a corner, and an unparalleled sacred aura emanated. The fairy tomb was shining with splendor, emitting divine light, and seemed extremely mysterious.

"Kacha kacha."

No need, Zhang Wenchang was swinging his sword, and pieces of stone cracked and fell continuously.

Suddenly, two golden rays of light shot out, like two burning golden flames. They were two magical gazes.

Zhang Wenchang retreated instantly. He had already taken precautions. Although he was separated by formations, he still had to guard against the Holy Prince.

The Holy Prince is currently in the realm of the Second Immortal Power, and as the son of the Great Ancient Emperor, his strength is extremely powerful, and it is absolutely no problem to kill the most powerful power.

Zhang Wenchang's cultivation at this time would definitely be wiped out by his gaze.

"There are actually living creatures in the immortal tomb!"

"Oh my god, his eyes are like golden flames, he is a monster!"

"An ancient creature has been born! Maybe there will be another catastrophe!"

"How can there be living things in this naturally born fairy tomb? Could it be a holy spirit?"

Everyone was making a noise, and there were bursts of exclamations. There were too many treasures today, and everyone was shocked.

"Everyone, retreat quickly, be careful of this ancient king hurting anyone!"

Someone shouted loudly, and everyone reacted and immediately dispersed around.

According to this ancient legend, as long as a creature is cut out of a stone, its blood will flow into a river almost every time.

The scene was in chaos, and many people fled quickly, trying to get away from the Holy Land of Shaking Light as soon as possible.

Zhang Wenchang quickly retreated and used the Origin Technique to isolate it from himself.

He stared closely in front of him, which was the divine source that was as crystal clear as glass and blooming with light.

That piece of divine source, with thousands of rays of light and thousands of auspicious colors, is as if it is made of colorful gems, it is very dreamy.

Obviously this is another kind of strange divine source, Zhang Wenchang is thinking about how to do something about it.

Seeing that the living creatures inside were about to break the divine source, they walked out of it, and those powerful figures of the Holy Lord took action against him.

Zhang Wenchang continued to retreat as the crowd continued. Although he had the tortoise, snake, lotus lantern and could suppress the Holy Prince, he did not do so.

The Holy Prince, who had been sealed away for millions of years, seemed to be awakened from a deep sleep. He directly broke open the source of the god and came out.

As soon as you come out, you can fight with several powerful masters of the Holy Lord.

His golden hair shone with golden light. He was not tall, only about five feet tall, but he was very strong.

He has a human body, but has golden hair all over his body. He has a strong sense of power, and his movements seem to make the void tremble.

Standing there, there was an aura of respecting no one but myself.

He exudes the coercion of a superior, and his eyes shine with golden light.

After a powerful man struck a palm with him, the entire immortal tomb exploded.

At this time, at the feet of the Holy Prince, there was a pile of broken divine sources, about two cubes in size.

This kind of divine source is very strange, emitting colorful colors and dazzling.

At this time, the Holy Prince is on the second level of Sendai and possesses the power of the Eight Forbiddens.

Therefore, although these Holy Lord-level masters are frantically besieging the Holy Prince, the Holy Prince is not at a disadvantage.

As the son of an ancient emperor, Zhang Wenchang is deeply aware of the power of their bloodline.

This group of extremely powerful people, who are almost like miscellaneous fish, can have the power of two and three bans if they are exhausted. Now with the help of many people to surround the Holy Prince, if they are one-on-one, Zhang Wenchang estimates that these powerful people will definitely die within ten moves.
"Hit hard, the more intense the better!"

Zhang Wenchang used the turtle, snake, and lotus lantern to withstand the aftermath of their battle, and then he quietly used the source technique to continuously sketch, with the help of the amazing power of the earth veins here.

I saw pieces of colorful divine source, and with a whoosh, the pieces disappeared, more than a cube disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Then he quietly activated the small void mirror.

With a flash of that dark ink-like divine light, Zhang Wenchang disappeared into a black hole almost instantly.

"Fellow Taoist, don't leave yet. Let's discuss how to sell unicorn seeds." Someone shouted loudly and rushed up.


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