Chapter 457 Accepting the Saint Li Xiang of the Palace of Disillusionment
"Now that the matter has been over, you want to bring up the old matter again. Could it be that you want to use the power of the God King to suppress my Palace of Disillusionment?" As she spoke, Saintess Li Xiang sent out a burst of disillusionment power, and her whole body became on guard. "The disciples of the Palace of Disillusionment hunted me down like this and did not make any compensation. I am very unhappy." Zhang Wenchang said.
"The people who are chasing you are not just my disciples from the Palace of Disillusionment, right? The ones who are really chasing you are the Yaoguang Holy Land, the Ji Family, and the Zifu Holy Land. Don't you dare to go to their people and take it out on our little sect?"<
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"I, the Palace of Disillusionment, are also the supreme sect in the Northern Territory, and have produced saints before. I am not weak and can be bullied. If you want to treat me as a weakling, I am afraid you have found the wrong person." Saintess Li Xiang said solemnly. p>
"Those who don't open their eyes, I will teach them a lesson one by one until I defeat everyone." Zhang Wenchang said.
Rumble.
Zhang Wenchang's thunder vision unfolded instantly, and countless purple thunder struck Li Xiang.
Li Xiang was on guard for a long time. His whole body was filled with the power of disillusionment, and a vision of the realm of disillusionment instantly arose.
She turned out to be a genius who had cultivated visions. The dense Dao patterns on her body were able to compete with Zhang Wenchang's visions.
Zhang Wenchang discovered that her vision was very special. His vision had some attributes of the Holy Body and could destroy other people's visions.
And Li Xiang's vision of the realm of disillusionment actually exuded a strange power, flashing with some mysterious Dao patterns. When it collided with Zhang Wenchang's vision of thunder hell, it did not disappear immediately, but a line collapsed on the ground.
Deep ravine.
It seems that the technique of the Palace of Disillusionment is unique, especially the mysterious Dao patterns on it, which have a unique bonus to visions.
This woman has entered the secret realm of transforming into a dragon, and her realm overwhelms Zhang Wenchang.
"Zhang Wenchang, don't go too far. If you insist on provoking me, the Palace of Disillusionment, I will kill you, and the God King will have nothing to say. I believe the God King is a sensible person." Li Xiang was a little panicked, about
There are too many legends about the God King, and she doesn’t want to be the one who stands out and challenges the God King’s bottom line.
"You are saying that I am an ignorant person!" Zhang Wenchang immediately made excuses.
Saint Li Xiang looked at Zhang Wenchang's behavior and knew that today's battle was inevitable.
She struck first, filling one hand with the power of disillusionment, instantly breaking through the vision, breaking into the thunder vision, and slapped Zhang Wenchang.
Zhang Wenchang didn't take any action, and a purple thunder slap automatically condensed in the void.
A slap wiped away the dark hand of disillusionment.
Zhang Wenchang waved his hand, and a purple thunder hand took shape, breaking through the realm of disillusionment and hitting Saint Li Xiang hard.
A divine light instantly flew out of her sea of suffering, and a blue divine bell soared in the wind, firmly protecting her inside.
The purple thunder handprint hit the blue divine bell hard, causing a shocking loud noise.
"This tortoise shell is quite hard, and it looks like it's made of good material." Zhang Wenchang said with a sneer.
One after another, thunderous hand seals were slapped on it. The blue divine bell was unexpectedly strong. I don’t know what material it was made of. Could it be her instrument of enlightenment?
Under Zhang Wenchang's continuous bombardment, the blue divine bell was not drunk, and Li Xiang, who was hiding inside, was shocked and vomited blood.
Shengnu Li is currently in the early stage of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, and her cultivation level is one or two levels higher than Zhang Wenchang's. However, it is obvious that the exercises she practices are not the Great Emperor's scriptures, and her physique is not as good as Zhang Wenchang's, so she will soon fall into a disadvantage.
Seeing that the Saint of the Palace of Disillusionment was dying, a breath suddenly emerged from her body, and a powerful figure appeared instantly.
This is an old man with a majestic look, who has obviously been in a high position for a long time.
Judging by the look of his clothes, he should be the Supreme Elder of the Palace of Disillusionment.
After he saw Zhang Wenchang, he quickly understood what happened.
This old man instantly rolled up the Saint of the Palace of Disillusionment. Without saying a word, he opened a hole in the thunder vision and was about to fly away.
Thunder after thunder condensed into a purple thunder sword.
Countless terrifying thunders flashed above, and those thunder swords seemed to be endless, surrounding the Saint of the Palace of Disillusionment and the Supreme Elder.
The supreme elder activated the blue divine bell to emit divine light, and barely blocked the attack of the Thunder God Sword.
This mark was just a ray of divine consciousness given by the Supreme Elder to the saint to save her life. Under the attack of countless thunders, the energy contained in it was consumed rapidly, and he was unable to escort the saint to escape from here.
"This little friend, in the competition between peers, is quite merciful and forgiving." The Supreme Elder seemed to be afraid of the God King and said with suppressed anger.
"Hey, I'm not here to kill your saint, what are you worried about?"
After Zhang Wenchang finished speaking, he controlled the purple thunder again and bombarded the blue divine clock.
"You have repeatedly provoked my dignity in the House of Disillusionment. Even if I kill you, the God King will have nothing to say."
The Supreme Elder then turned into a black light and shot directly at Zhang Wenchang's eyebrows, intending to kill Zhang Wenchang's soul.
"Old dog, you are seeking death."
"Demon Emperor's Nine Slashes, Divine Injury!" Zhang Wenchang shouted lowly, and a dragon-shaped crescent flying blade instantly flew out from between his eyebrows.
"Qing Emperor's forbidden secret technique?! Are you a demon clan?"
The ray of consciousness of this Supreme Elder was destroyed almost instantly and completely disappeared.
The Saintess of the Palace of Disillusionment, the power of disillusionment in her body fully exploded, she activated the cyan divine bell with all her strength, and fled into the distance quickly.
Her body seemed to be covered with a layer of cyan battle clothes, and she was thousands of meters away in the blink of an eye.
She was trying her best to escape, using the time the Supreme Elder bought him to escape.
"Can you escape?" Under Zhang Wenchang's feet, green lotuses blossomed, and the light of chaos shone, and he chased after him instantly.
Zhang Wenchang held up the goddess furnace and engraved Li Xiang's name on the small altar.
In an instant, the Goddess Furnace was like a black hole, exuding astonishing devouring power.
Li Xiang, who had fled thousands of meters away, flew back involuntarily.
Even if she tried her best to control the blue divine bell and tried to escape, it would be to no avail.
With a whoosh, he was sucked into the goddess furnace.
Zhang Wenchang flew into the Goddess Furnace, then broke through the void and quickly disappeared here.
The energy fluctuations emitted during the battle here will definitely attract the attention of some Beidou passers-by. If they don't leave here, these guys will definitely leak the news again.
"Zhang Wenchang, what are you going to do? I am the saint of the Palace of Disillusionment. Are you really not afraid of the revenge of the Palace of Disillusionment?"
"I don't want to do anything, I just want to talk to you about life and ideals."
