Chapter 524 Phoenix Blood Red Gold Book and Bright Heavenly Sword
As time goes by, the imperial aura left on the Phoenix Blood Red Gold Book becomes weaker and weaker.
He finally couldn't hold on anymore. The Temple of Light shot out colorful rays of light, obliterating the last ray of Ji Dao aura above. With a roll of divine light, the red gold of phoenix blood flew into Zhang Wenchang's hands.
Zhang Wenchang quickly sealed it and sealed it into the holy weapon.
The Great Dao Bottle appeared on Zhang Wenchang's head again, and once again shot out chains as black as ink, piercing towards the Emperor.
The force field emitted by the Chaos Stone firmly suppressed the Emperor, making him unable to move.
The Emperor's trump cards to save his life are probably these two, and they have all been destroyed. It was a near miss just now.
Nowadays, the Emperor of Heaven is firmly pierced into his body by one chain after another, as black as ink, and is bound in the sky.
Chains one after another penetrated his soul, and his immortal platform, his wheel sea, and several of his secret realms were completely controlled.
The Prince of Heaven let out a wail of pain. His soul and body were penetrated by chains as black as ink, and he was heartbroken.
The corners of Zhang Wenchang's mouth raised slightly, revealing an evil smile. I really didn't expect everything to go so smoothly. As long as he swallowed the origin of the Heavenly Prince, Zhang Wenchang's future origin would not be weaker than the descendants of the ancient emperor.
Zhang Wenchang's origin has gone through many transformations and baptisms, devouring the origin of the Holy Body and the origin of several saints, all of which were used to strengthen his own origin.
It can be said that his own origin is already very strong. Now coupled with the origin of the Emperor, Zhang Wenchang is about to take off.
This went so smoothly, so smoothly that it was a bit unreal.
Don't worry, the Immortal Emperor is pretending to be a corpse. He is currently undergoing transformation and has too much time to take care of himself.
As long as he didn't kill the Emperor openly and spread the word, those ancient ancestors and kings would only think that the Emperor had not yet been born.
There will be at least five thousand years in the future before ancient beings will be born one after another. I hope they will make good use of this beautiful misunderstanding and don't be idle trying to figure out where the Prince of Heaven is?
As for the Immortal Queen, this stepmother didn't care about the Emperor at all. Later, she might have felt that the matter had become too big and had to step forward, pretending to send some sun and moon general to find Ye Fan's trouble.
In fact, the Immortal Queen wants to attain enlightenment in this life, and the Emperor also wants to attain enlightenment in this life. The two of them are actually in a competitive relationship. If they had not died, they would probably have had a fight first.
Zhang Wenchang thought about how to cover it up again and let others know the fact that the Emperor of Heaven had been swallowed as late as possible.
There is not much time left. In more than a thousand years, Zhang Wenchang has almost risen, and there is no need to worry about the revenge of the Immortal Queen.
As for the Immortal Emperor, make him your enemy sooner or later, and the lice will no longer itch.
After all, Zhang Wenchang will definitely stand as the Great Emperor without a Beginning in the future, rather than the Emperor of the Immortal.
Zhang Wenchang looked at the Emperor, who was heavily tied up with chains as black as ink and absorbed into his origin.
At this time, the Emperor of Heaven had turned into a human form, his face was angry and twisted, and he was roaring at Zhang Wenchang.
"Who are you? How dare you use this method to me? Do you know who I am?"
The Emperor's son had just been born from an eggshell, and he was treated so roughly. He felt that the world was full of malice toward him, and he couldn't survive this life.
Now looking at Zhang Wenchang with the corners of his mouth raised and a wicked smile on his face, his lungs were about to burst with anger.
Zhang Wenchang looked at the Emperor and saw that this man indeed had a beautiful face.
Yes, the Emperor is a handsome man. When Zhang Wenchao saw it, his first reaction was the word beautiful.
The Emperor's black hair is shawl-shouldered, his face is as beautiful as a woman's, his skin is crystal clear, white, and delicate, which can be described as perfect. His body exudes colorful divine light, and he can be said to be a peerless handsome man.
Such a face and such skin would probably make many women envious and jealous.
"Who am I? This question is actually not important. What is important is that I hope to get your origin so that I can go more smoothly on the road to becoming an emperor." Zhang Wenchang smiled lightly.
"I am the son of the ancient god, the Immortal Emperor, and I have eight divine generals as my bodyguards. If you kill me, they will cause a bloodbath for thousands of miles, and you and your relatives will not be able to survive."
"If you can surrender to me and let me go, I can clear up this matter, let you understand the ancient scriptures of the gods, and give you heavenly materials and earthly treasures to make your cultivation faster."
The Emperor first threatened and intimidated him, and then began to induce Zhang Wenchang. It must be said that these descendants of the great emperors and ancient emperors were familiar with the so-called power and tactics, and used them readily.
It's a pity that when he met Zhang Wenchang, he didn't accept this trick at all.
"Millions and tens of millions of years have passed. The Immortal Emperor has long since decayed. His eight divine generals and the traces he left behind have all decayed and declined. They cannot protect you."
"Your so-called Eight Divine Generals and their descendants, as far as I know, they were all branded like slaves by the Immortal Emperor. Once they receive news of the war, they must fight with their bodies.
Not only must they fight to the death, but their descendants must also fight to the death."
"Your father treated them like slaves. Do you think if they heard that you were still alive, would they feel as disgusted as eating dead flies? If the immortal emperor and all his descendants died, wouldn't this brand of slaves be the same?
Is it useless to them? Will they all be happy, singing and dancing?"
Zhang Wenchang said these words calmly and stabbed the Emperor of Heaven fiercely.
The Emperor's expression was stagnant. As a second-generation person, he had been brought up in adulation and had never thought about the sorrow of the lower-level practitioners.
He was certainly not a fool. After being mentioned by Zhang Wenchang, he immediately felt something was wrong.
Although these words sound very heartbreaking, I am afraid that the reality is exactly what Zhang Wenchang said.
The Immortal Emperor was extremely domineering back then, even the emperor dared to sneak attack, which caused the glorious human race to fall for a time.
He not only hates the human race, but also treats other living beings as if they were nothing.
His father came from the Immortal Realm and looked down upon the indigenous people here, treating them as mere dogs.
The Emperor, who was in a daze, suddenly let out a scream.
Zhang Wenchang stretched out his big hand, inserted it into the body of the Emperor, and took out a bright sword from his secret realm of the wheel and sea.
The dazzling white divine light shot out, the brilliance was so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it, it was as blazing as a scorching sun.
Although it is light and white gold, it is also made up of thousands of auspicious colors and rainbows. It is as bright as the white sun, and the brilliance of the touch radiates out.
It's dazzling and enchanting, its beauty is intoxicating, and its sparkle flows through it, making it impossible to look directly at it.
You can vaguely see mysterious lines flowing on it, mysterious and beautiful.
He is like a white light, not like a tangible substance, but as if it is the fusion of the most sacred and brightest light sources in the world.
The aura it exudes is so mysterious that you can't help but get close to it.
