Zhang Wenchang was shocked. This vicious weapon turned out to be a soul-killing nail?!
The spirit that specializes in killing people is extremely vicious.
Zhang Wenchang relied on his intuition and waved the dragon-patterned black gold sword. He only heard a bang, and the soul-killing mirror was smashed into pieces and turned into a cloud of dust.
Fortunately, Zhang Wenchang has practiced Qianzi secretly and can generate warning signs in advance for life-threatening attacks and avoid disaster.
Zhang Wenchang looked at Gu Lishen who was still trying his best to control the bronze cauldron and the soul-killing nail at the same time.
The green lotus flashed under his feet, triggering the Secret of Secrets, and like a purple-gold lightning, he instantly appeared in front of Gu Lishen.
The dragon-patterned black gold sword slashed gently, and Encourage God's head fell down. His eyes widened in disbelief.
Zhang Wenchang lightly patted him, shattering his body and soul, completely turning them into ashes, and destroying them all.
Zhang Wenchang formed seals with his hands, and one mysterious rune after another hit the bronze tripod.
One after another, the divine lines of the great avenue appeared around the bronze tripod like chains and submerged into the bronze tripod.
"What is he going to do?" Ye Fan suddenly changed his color. Seeing Zhang Wenchang's murderous intent, my heart sank.
Zhang Wenchang looked at the bronze tripod floating quietly in the sky, and after washing it with his spiritual thoughts more than a dozen times, he completely erased any possible marks in it, and then put it away.
Zhang Wenchang, my two eyes shot out two golden lights in an instant, flying out, and small pieces of starlight were cut off.
Those are two moving weapons, they can be regarded as two ordinary divine weapons of the king.
Zhang Wenchang also wonders in his heart, how virtuous and capable this disciple of the Ten Little Elders in the Hidden World is, who wants to overthrow the candidate for the Holy Son, Xiang Di, and succeed in becoming the Holy Son.
Then those cave gods evolved the Thunder Emperor's method, imitated the thunder tribulation, and triggered the real thunder tribulation.
I decided to try to refine some divine weapons of kings after a while.
Since I can become a candidate for the Holy Son, it is enough to explain everything, but the opponents I encountered are really too awesome, and no one is good.
At that time, I was just in the realm of Taoist palace, and my cultivation level was very high, but the level of the Thunder Emperor's treasure technique I possessed was very low, and the secret technique was very common. It was said to be to carry out tribulations on behalf of heaven, so I could use it.
and evolutionary catastrophe.
It's a pity that the Soul-Destroying Nail was smashed into pieces. If there were no former secretaries, ordinary low-level players would definitely avoid it, and they wouldn't even be able to sneak attack and kill dragon-level practitioners, so it would be wasted in vain.<
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The Hunyuan Holy Light Technique is very weak. According to legend, it purifies the world and burns everything. Its attack power is amazing, and its protective ability is even more amazing. It cannot be said to be the technique that Wannian Laoba hates the most.
As the candidate Holy Son of Fluorescence, Ye Fan cannot be said to be a genius. Although there are no contemporaries like the Holy Son of Fluorescence, he is also the top player of his generation.
Facing Zhang Wenchang's sarcasm, this man was shocked and angry.
Before we survive the thunder tribulation, although we remain at the level of kings and divine weapons, there are cave spirits outside us that are equivalent to weapon gods.
According to Xiang Dizheng's estimation, I just want to become a saint, so I can use this method to evolve the weapons of a saint.
It is a rough embryo of a holy weapon, and it will be problematic to refine it into a small holy weapon in the future.
Zhang Wenchang waved his little hand heavily, and hundreds of star stones blocked the space, allowing me to escape.
I only heard a vague scream coming from inside, and the soul imprint inside was completely killed.
Those two weapons are the crude embryos of holy weapons, and none of us has a trace of Zhang Wenchang, the cave soul of the soul mark, who has mastered those two weapons.
Ye Fan rushed down, and I fired the Hunyuan Holy Light Technique. The whole mountains and rivers exploded, and the divine light flooded the world.
But when I looked at Zhang Wenchang, I felt this overwhelming sense of oppression. My expression changed slightly, and I turned around and ran away.
Zhang Wenchang passed on to you, the Western Emperor Sutra and the Art of Destroying Heaven.
"You can definitely be Li Rui. You know he is fake, but he is still working so hard to act. If you can't say anything else, just ask him if he dares to let go and fight with you."
Xiang Dizheng's refining of the two swords of the King of Magic Weapons was a trick.
Then Zhang Wenchang played a mysterious rune outside, and then threw jade stones one by one, blasting the area to pieces and completely disrupting the secret outside.
Zhang Wenchang remembered that in the Central Territory, there was no place called Falling Eagle Cliff. There seemed to be sealed the countless laws of the holy way from the ancient times, and the incomplete holy soldiers of the barbarians seemed to be refining the laws of the holy way, and they were revived.
Become a holy soldier.
Zhang Wenchang then left the house.
Although it was said that accepting Weiwei as someone's favorite was not an honest thing to do, Zhang Wenchang still did it. If there was no reason, I just did it if I wanted to.
"As a candidate for the Holy Son of the Holy Land, his strength seems to be too low."
I used to plan to try my luck here and see if I could refine a few holy weapons.
As a result, I was first beaten up by Xia Siyou, and then I was chased by Pang Bo, and I almost died.
The small bone stick was given to the Holy Man of Zi Mansion, and the bone knife was given to Weiwei.
At this time, Ye Fan seemed to be being hunted by someone. I wasn’t panicking, but was still very afraid.
Zhang Wenchang, who is now in the seventh-level secret realm, has done that.
Zhang Wenchang and Weiwei stayed together for a day before saying goodbye to you.
There was a pop, and it turned out that Xiang Dizheng's two golden lights passed through the void and penetrated Ye Fan's body. I roared angrily, screaming, and vomiting blood from my mouth.
Zhang Wenchang's energy and blood are so high that he is burning like a small stove
For example, Xia Siyou and Pang Bo are both weaklings who will achieve enlightenment in a different way in the future, and Li Rui, who suppressed me, is the son of the era, a protagonist who only appears in many eras.
Then I was suppressed by Xiang Di again. It was really unlucky. It was either me who was weak or I was working hard.
"They are so rampant in the Holy Land of Light. Not only do they hate working together to hunt you down, but they also put wanted notices all over the city. Today you will make them pay with blood."
It's a pity that all the gods of Xiang Dizheng's Seven Paths Palace appeared, and we held magic weapons and blocked my way.
Then Xiang Dizheng gave you the bone knife that he made for self-defense.
It's a pity that that guy is an unlucky guy. In the original text, I had just established my identity, traveled around the world, and tempered myself.
"The Demon Emperor is annihilated in four cuts!" Zhang Wenchang shouted. I stood outside with my hands behind my back. I knew what I was thinking. Just like a wood sculpture, I moved every time I stood outside.
Mo Dong said that we are equivalent to two living divine weapons of the king. In an era when ancient creatures have not yet been born, it is enough to protect you.
Based on the information provided by Weiwei, Zhang Wenchang quickly found the whereabouts of Ye Fan, the candidate saint son of Lucky Light.
"Kill, kill, kill."
When I saw Zhang Wenchang, I was stunned for a moment. Then Zhang Wenchang turned into Li Rui, which shocked me.
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