Such a terrifying baptism of thunder would definitely not be possible for ordinary people.
But Zhang Wenchang is obviously not an ordinary person.
Zhang Wenchang's physique has been tempered to an extremely powerful level, and he also has the Thunder Emperor's treasure technique, and he also practices the unique Thunder Tribulation Pill Sutra, so he is naturally at home in this thunder.
The figures of more than fifty ancient ancestors are like the bright sun at this moment, exuding sacred brilliance.
These ancient ancestors and kings include men and women, some are great saints, some are saint kings, and some are saints.
They all have one characteristic, that is, they all look strange. At first glance, they seem to be monsters, but their ancient and powerful appearance is still somewhat different from the monsters. Those who know must see through the nature of these ancient creatures at a glance. Nowadays, the figures of more than fifty ancient ancestors and kings are all transformed by their original essence and are not real corpses.
At this time, Zhang Wenchang seemed to have merged into the thunder, and he was constantly devouring and refining the thunder.
At this time, he seemed to be fused with the heaven, earth and thunder. The terrifying thunder did not hurt him, but made him as sacred as the God of Thunder.
However, at the next moment, the more than fifty ancient ancestor kings suddenly turned into thunder and lightning creatures, and attacked Zhang Wenchang crazily like life-threatening ghosts.
"I even killed a group of Young Emperor's Thunder Brands, but you, a group of parallel-imported Ancient Ancestor Kings, want to kill me too?"
Zhang Wenchang looked at the ancient ancestral kings transformed by the thunder that rushed up, with a trace of disdainful ridicule on his lips.
"Let's start by killing the Great Sage!" As soon as Zhang Wenchang finished speaking, he entered the divine forbidden state in an instant. At the same time, he pushed the Secret of the Secret and attacked a strange-looking Great Sage-level ancestor.
"Boom!"
There, the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed, and the void collapsed, as if a black hole was formed, emitting terrible energy fluctuations and pressure.
Zhang Wenchang was brave and invincible. He condensed countless moves into one punch. His energy and spirit sublimated his body to the extreme, and he had the most terrifying collision with the great sage-level ancient ancestor king.
In an instant, the void collapsed, and the energy of chaos surged around. It was like the creation of the world, and the aftermath shattered countless small stars.
When the terrifying divine light dissipated, Zhang Wenchang's figure was revealed again.
That terrifying Great Sage-level Ancient Ancestor King was shattered into pieces in an instant and turned into a shower of light.
Zhang Wenchang opened his mouth wide, sucked the fragment into his mouth, turned it into a thunder pill, swallowed it in his belly, and refined and absorbed it.
Rumble.
There was another earth-shaking loud noise, and as the void collapsed and the energy of chaos filled the air, the second great saint-level ancient ancestor king was beaten to pieces again, swallowed and refined.
The third, the fourth...
One after another, the ancient ancestor kings were smashed, absorbed and refined by Zhang Wenchang.
The great sage-level ancient ancestor kings are only enemies with one move. The other saint kings and the ancient ancestor kings of the saint group simply cannot sustain one and a half moves.
In the terrifying bloody thunder sea, more than fifty ancient ancestor kings transformed by thunder were punched one by one by Zhang Wenchang, completely smashed to pieces, and all were refined into thunder pills and absorbed.
The bloody sea of thunder was opened by Zhang Wenchang's big mouth, and he swallowed it all into his mouth. It was refined into a bloody thunder pill with flashing red light, and was refined and absorbed again.
The catastrophe became even more violent, and nine human-shaped lightning bolts suddenly appeared, with lightning flashing all over their bodies, as they watched Zhang Wenchang come over.
They were the Young Emperor's brand transformed by Thunder, and they once again launched a fierce battle with Zhang Wenchang.
Zhang Wenchang spent a day and a night, finally smashing all the young emperors transformed by lightning and refining and absorbing them.
"Sage King Third Heaven!"
"If you refine all the remaining origins of the ancient ancestor kings, you can at least become the fourth-level saint king!"
After Zhang Wenchang survived the catastrophe, he continued to rush towards Ziwei Star.
Zhang Wenchang soon discovered Ye Fan's traces. Next to him there was a creepy old man, who was the god of the Sun Emperor.
"Ye Fan!" Zhang Wenchang greeted.
"Zhang Wenchang, how come you are here?" Ye Fan was full of doubts.
"With your cultivation, have you become a saint?" Ye Fan was so shocked that his eyes almost fell out.
During these seven years, Ye Fan refined the Taiyin Holy Power, practiced quickly, and had an extremely solid foundation.
However, when he looked at the pressure of the saint radiating from Zhang Wenchang, the terrifying power that was as deep as the sea, he simply couldn't believe it.
"Yes, it's me. Fortunately, I have broken through to the realm of the Saint King!" Zhang Wenchang smiled lightly.
"What? Saint King?!" Ye Fan was shocked and looked at Zhang Wenchang carefully.
"Luckily, I had a little adventure!" Zhang Wenchang said casually.
"This ax of yours? It actually exudes the power of the Supreme Dao!" People were so angry that Ye Fan turned his eyes to Zhang Wenchang's axe.
"This is the ultimate weapon of Emperor Luan Gu, the Luan Gu Ax!" Zhang Wenchang said with a smile.
"What? You actually got the inheritance from Emperor Luan Gu! After Wang Teng died, you turned out to be the descendant of Emperor Luan Gu!" Ye Fan was even more shocked.
"You are awesome!" After a long while, Ye Fan suppressed these words in his mouth.
"This old man? Did you meet him on the road?" Zhang Wenchang asked knowingly.
"God's Thought, the divine thought of a supreme existence! Don't provoke him!" Ye Fan quietly transmitted a message to Zhang Wenchang.
At this time, the old man in green clothes next to him suddenly seemed to wake up, and his dull eyes suddenly lit up in the dark and cold starry sky, just like two suns.
Two incomplete five-color altars flew out of his eyes, and when combined together, they formed a perfect formation.
"Send me back to Ziwei Ancient Star, and give you good luck..."
The old man in Tsing Yi's face became very scary, and he repeated similar words as if he were reciting a mantra.
His body suddenly disappeared and was injected into the altar as if it was turned into energy.
In the end, there was only a shadow left in his body, and he hugged the sarcophagus tightly, staring at Ye Fan as if he was relying on Ye Fan.
"If you can open the road to the ancient star Ziwei, it will not be a problem to send you back to your hometown." Zhang Wenchang holds the ancient axe, ready to attack at any time.
Suddenly the light shined brightly, and the figure of the old man in green became even weaker. All his energy was injected into the five-color altar, and soon a small tower flew out from between his eyebrows. Seeing the small tower and the figure, there was still
Sometimes time flies into the altar.
Zhang Wenchang had been prepared for a long time. Almost in an instant, the ancient ax in chaos put the old man in green and the coffin into the ancient ax and sealed it.
The stone tower, which was the size of a fingertip, fell on the five-color altar and made a crisp sound.
Zhang Wenchang picked it up and held it in his palm.
"This is the supreme weapon of the Holy Emperor of the Sun. I will take it and give it to the descendants of the Holy Emperor of the Sun!" Zhang Wenchang said.
Calculating based on time, it would be about four years before the Sun God Sect was destroyed by the Golden Crow Clan.
If they had possessed the ancestral ultimate weapon, the Sun God Tower, they would never have ended up like this.
