Zhang Wenchang relied on the power of the earth's veins to move faster than light, instantly getting rid of his lock and dodging the fatal blow.
Zhang Wenchang's hands continued to draw, and the dragon's energy was drawn up one after another, turning into a large net intertwined with runes, covering the strong man.
This big net is like the sharpest sword. After it caged the strong man, it cut him into pieces in the blink of an eye.
His broken bones and flesh and blood fell from the sky. After falling to the ground, they were burned to ashes by the blazing divine light in the blink of an eye.
A powerful man from the White Elephant Tribe, holding a huge animal tooth, suddenly appeared and instantly broke the runes on Zhang Wenchang's body, almost piercing Zhang Wenchang's body.
The ivory in the hands of this strong man from the White Elephant Tribe is as black as ink and exudes a terrifying corrosive aura.
Zhang Wenchang uses the power of dragon veins to wander around like a ghost.
Dragon energy is flying one after another, and the mysterious Yuantian runes emerge one after another.
Around Zhang Wenchang's body, runes are intertwined, like clouds covering the sky and the sun, and shining with divine light like a small sun.
He didn't use the stored divine source, but just relied on the dragon energy here, sketched with his hands, and emitted slices of divine light, covering the strong man.
"Four Forbidden Immortals!"
This strong man from the White Elephant Clan had all his divine power sealed by this terrifying forbidden technique. Despite his powerful divine power and realm cultivation, he was still like a piece of wood and fell to the ground with a scream.
Zhang Wenchang casually waved a piece of rune, like a long sword, and in the blink of an eye, he beat the strong man of the White Elephant Tribe into ashes.
The source of divine magic is indeed overbearing. It is not only a good helper in finding the source of divine mineral veins, but it is also a magical technique that can be learned and used.
Zhang Wenchang, who was well prepared, quickly gained the absolute upper hand.
There are Yuantian Divine Patterns everywhere in the Baixiang Valley, and they complement each other.
Zhang Wenchang is like an immortal god, attacking everywhere.
A strong man from the White Elephant tribe roared loudly, and three golden divine horns sprouted from his head, sending out mysterious ripples, galloping like thousands of troops.
Zhang Wenchang sketched with his hands, and mysterious runes flowed one after another. The Godly Origin Patterns of his hands emerged, densely packed, and he pressed lightly against the ground.
If this powerful man from the Triangular White Elephant Clan was struck by lightning, his body would be struck like broken porcelain, with irreparable cracks appearing one after another in the blink of an eye.
Amid his roar, his body collapsed piece by piece, blood spread everywhere, and both body and soul were destroyed.
Another powerful man from the White Elephant Tribe rushed out. His whole body was filled with lightning and thunder, as if he had created the world. He struck a powerful blow, hoping to kill Zhang Wenchang and save the White Elephant Valley.
This is an extremely powerful person from the White Elephant Clan. His whole body exudes divine light and is surrounded by one hundred and eight divine rings.
He is very old. Although he is as skinny as a dead tree, he still exudes an amazingly powerful aura.
"Who are you? Why are you attacking my White Elephant Valley."
"You really talk too much nonsense, hurry up and get on your way to the west." Zhang Wenchang shouted.
"Okay, okay, okay! I haven't heard someone so bold in how many years. I haven't been attacked in Baixiang Valley for more than 100,000 years. I don't know which generation of my Baixiang Valley you are an enemy of. Now that you're here
, then die."
This powerful man with divine rings roared, and the one hundred and eight divine rings around his body roared. Countless mysterious runes were shot out from each divine ring, suppressing all directions.
How could Zhang Wenchang be stupid enough to go head-to-head with such an old monster? With the help of the power of dragon veins, he instantly appeared thousands of meters away.
Another strong man from the White Elephant Valley rushed out. I don’t know which era they were from, but they exuded an aura of decay.
Zhang Wenchang forcibly pulled him into a powerful formation, and the dense Yuantian divine patterns were like the sharpest swords and guns, killing the old monster.
This old man, exuding a rotten air, was struggling hard and roaring loudly, unwilling to be locked in like a cage.
Zhang Wenchang Qingqing waved his hands as if cutting a stone. This rotten old antique was like a cow or sheep waiting to be slaughtered. The killed body was broken into pieces, and both body and soul were destroyed.
Zhang Wenchang then submerged his body into the earth's veins and appeared thousands of meters away in an instant, escaping the attack of the powerful man with 108 divine rings.
Suddenly, a divine bell rose here. It was the divine weapon of the king. It suddenly shot out a bright light.
It turned out that there had always been a king-level divine soul stored in the king's divine weapon. At this moment, it flew out and rushed towards Zhang Wenchang, hoping to kill Zhang Wenchang's divine soul instantly.
Zhang Wenchang knew that Pang Bo had been robbed of his body, so he was always on guard against being robbed of his body.
At this time, when he saw someone trying to attack his soul, he immediately began to make plans, actively slowing down his body, and tempting him to rush forward.
That divine soul exuded a bright divine light and was full of confidence. It looked at Zhang Wenchang like a fool and rushed over.
Between Zhang Wenchang's eyebrows, a seven-colored divine light suddenly shot out, which was exactly the power of the Chaos Stone.
The little golden figure between the eyebrows holds a stone as black as ink in both hands, emitting a colorful divine light.
When that king-level spirit was approaching Zhang Wenchang, he felt something was wrong, so he still rushed forward.
By the time he realized something was wrong and wanted to escape, it was already too late.
A mysterious force instantly imprisoned his soul. The power of the peak saint level, as deep as the sea and as powerful as the prison, instantly obliterated his soul.
The moment the soul of the king was killed, he understood that he had fallen into a trap. Unfortunately, he was dead the next moment, without even having time to scream.
This colorful divine light flashed away, and Zhang Wenchang's body recovered as before, with no abnormalities visible, as if everything was people's misunderstanding.
People mistakenly believed that the soul of the king had already exhausted his power and soul under the erosion of time, so he died so silently.
A supreme power with even more terrifying strength, at least more than three thousand years old, exuding billowing demonic energy, rushed towards Zhang Wenchang.
His whole body was covered with black light, and the demonic aura was shining in the sky, and he didn't know what mysterious skills he practiced.
Zhang Wenchang waved his hand gently, and countless divine patterns of origin appeared, as if he was blending into the heaven and earth.
He exudes a dazzling light, just like a god.
The essence of heaven and earth is gathering here crazily, and one divine chain after another is intertwined in the void.
Dragon veins flew out one after another. He stretched out his hand and pressed it gently.
This menacing and extremely powerful White Elephant clan man suddenly seemed to have been hit hard. His whole body was flattened, he vomited blood, and his bones were shattered into pieces.
Everything in the world suddenly collapsed in his eyes, and then the strong man from the White Elephant Tribe suddenly collapsed too.
