Chapter 365 "You can't ride it even if you tear it apart" Saint Maiden's Battle Clothes
"It would be a pity to kill such a beautiful woman like you. Why don't you become my pet and let you enjoy the beauty of life?" Zhang Wenchang held his face with a half-smile.
"You, don't be too shameless..."
"It's such a warm and fragrant nephrite skin." Zhang Wenchang said while touching her face: "Don't seek death, tell me quickly: Master, I want to be a humanoid pet."
"Don't be wishful thinking. Your conditions are too harsh and I can't agree to it." The goddess of the Yaoguang Saint was fluctuating violently, and Zhang Wenchang could feel it.
However, Zhang Wenchang didn't care what the Light-shaking Saint said. He said to himself: "Okay, that's great. Since you have chosen to be my favorite, let's enter the bridal chamber today."
However, to Zhang Wenchang's expectation, the body of the Holy Lady of Fluctuating Light suddenly began to flow with rays of light, shining like a star.
A thin divine garment appeared on the body of the Fluttering Light Saint, and it was covered with mysterious star patterns, looming.
The starry sky is shining brightly and is very strange. If you look closely, you will feel something very profound, as if it is like a starry sky that has been refined and turned into a divine garment.
This beautiful divine garment exudes misty starlight, sacred and beautiful. Zhang Wenchang cannot tear this divine garment apart no matter what.
Zhang Wenchang was so angry that he couldn't even eat the meat in his mouth.
Zhang Wenchang wrapped up Han Ainan's spiritual thoughts and turned them into raging fire. He wanted to burn you to ashes. Zhang Wenchang only left a little bit for you, so that you would become a fool.
Seeing that Han Aijia was ignoring me and knocked off your battle suit, the Yaoguang Holy Man couldn't help but said: "That is the Holy Man's battle suit that you specially refined in the Yaoguang Holy Land. I must have your permission or not, he will never
Either tear it into pieces."
After Zhang Wenchang practiced the word secret, when he was burning the soul of the Holy Man Shaking Light, he suddenly felt a kind of palpitations.
That mysterious battle suit, this mysterious star map, looming, blocked Han Aijia's fist and neutralized this amazing divine power.
"Zhang Wenchang, it's nothing. In fact, you can sit down and have a calm and serious talk." Seeing that Zhang Wenchang was able to tear my battle clothes to pieces, Han Ai calmed down a little and said.
Zhang Wenchang touched your body hard with his foot, but there was no reaction at all.
A divine thought flew out from Han Ainan's eyebrows and pierced Zhang Wenchang's sea of consciousness.
While Zhang Wenchang was talking, he suddenly opened his mouth, his head became as big as a millstone, and he swallowed up the head of the Holy Man Shaking Light in one gulp, licking your face with his tongue just like licking ice cream.
Zhang Wenchang looked at that soft and rough body, and it quickly became cold and stiff.
Zhang Wenchang turned around and looked at my god, who was still carving runes crazily under the altar. I just took a breath of hot air.
No matter how the golden light of the fist shines and the purple thunder and lightning swirls, the strong and destructive fist is actually blocked by this star-like brilliance, causing it to break or recede after being hit.
Seeing a wisp of spiritual thought rushing into his sea of consciousness, Zhang Wenchang's spiritual consciousness burned like a raging fire, a golden sea of fire, accompanied by purple thunder.
Before this ball of spiritual thought flew out of Zhang Wenchang's body, it emitted a dazzling brilliance, just like a ball of sun exploding.
But the Holy Man’s suit was made of unknown materials, and Zhang Wenchang tore it into pieces every time.
Am I interested in corpses?
Zhang Wenchang raised his fist and violently waved the magic fist.
I grabbed the suit with both hands and tore it hard, tearing or breaking it no matter what, even if it was used, it would still work.
I immediately turned around and walked under the altar, wanting to erase the rune myself.
Suddenly, murderous intent surged into the sky.
It's a pity that you know that Zhang Wenchang has practiced Houzimi and is the ancestor of Wan Shen Nian. Although you want to kill Han Aijia, it is in vain.
"He, bastard, you have to fight for him!" Yaoguang Saint was extremely ashamed and angry.
"To tell you the truth, you are absolutely dead this time." Zhang Wenchang turned around and said with a warm smile.
Zhang Wenchang immediately knocked you out of his eyebrows.
Punch after punch hit the body of the Holy Man of Light, but even if Zhang Wenchang was weak and strong, he could still break through the thin layer of divine clothing.
"You believe in evil! There must be no other way to open it."
Zhang Wenchang tries to tear up this holy man's armor underneath you.
"You're just going to be a beast!" When Dharma spoke, Zhang Wenchang used his spiritual thoughts to transmit the message.
"Zhang Wenchang, does he know what he is doing now?" Yaoguang Holy Land tried his best to control his emotions and transmitted the message with his spiritual mind.
A bang.
Zhang Wenchang spat out Yao Xi's head as if he was spitting.
Therefore, although the explosion was sudden, Zhang Wenchang was not injured at all.
Looking at the Holy Male God of Shaking Light sitting in the Moon Palace, Zhang Wenchang snorted: "You know that beautiful men can lie to women, so you have been on guard against him."
The Holy Man of Shaking Light let out repeated screams, and his spiritual thoughts were burned cleanly one by one, gradually becoming brighter. It was a very happy reward.
You have lost your breathing, your heartbeat, and even the divine power under your body has gradually disappeared.
"Holy Man, that move of his is very vicious!" Zhang Wenchang said, looking at the Holy Man who was more than ten meters away.
He couldn't break through such a thin layer of membrane!
Suddenly, a majestic pressure came from in front of me.
After some careless exploration, I found that outside your consciousness, there are runes for self-destruction.
Bang bang bang.
Zhang Wenchang is Xinxie, and he punches continuously, punch after punch, punching or breaking.
The god who shook Han Ainan has long since disappeared.
"He went too far... like a beast!" Yaohan said with a trembling voice.
Han Aijia touched my face with his hand, but there was no reaction at all.
Holy Man Shaking Light, the happiness just now was actually faked, he was really too cunning.
To be honest, the Han Aijia simply died just like this once again.
At the last moment, Han Aijia kicked away this spiritual thought that was about to explode.
But before your spiritual thoughts burst out and exploded, your body became so cold and hot, and you lay stiffly on the ground, with no chance of life.
"It's beautiful and delicious, whether there's good wine or delicacies, let's use the head of the holy man to make delicious food." Zhang Wenchang bit the head of the holy man who shook the light, just like licking ice cream, licking it with gusto.
This is the biggest insult to him!
My whole body seemed to have lost its vitality, and even the fluctuations in my life became stronger and stronger, and finally stopped altogether.
However, at this time, the Holy Man of Shaking Light was lying outside and moving, as if he was really dead.
"Big thief, let him die for you!"
"How dare he fight against you even with his spiritual consciousness? He must do what he can."
The Holy Man's spiritual consciousness unexpectedly collapsed. It burned like the sun, sending out terrifying fluctuations, and then suddenly exploded, trying to blow Zhang Wenchang's spiritual consciousness to pieces.
A huge moon palace flew out of Yaoguang Saint's body, quickly became smaller, and suppressed Zhang Wenchang.
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