Covering the sky starts from the mortal body

Chapter 281 Gold and Jade Palace
"kill!"

Someone shouted and rushed forward.

When Zhang Wenchang saw it, he turned out to be the Golden-winged Little Peng King. At this moment, he was holding the Great Wild Halberd, suspended above the blood lake. Every time he waved it, the monsters turned into flying ash.

"A monster that doesn't know how to live or die!" Golden feathers flew out from his body and turned into golden swords. In the blink of an eye, a large open space was cleared, and he passed the blood lake first.

Others saw that the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King passed first, and flew to the blood lake one by one, each showing their magical powers and secret skills.

Those monsters were killed less and less, and those who came out were bound to die. In the end, they were killed and did not dare to show up, so they sank to the bottom of the lake.

Zhang Wenchang also flew over, and for the monsters who couldn't open their eyes, raising his hand was a thunderbolt, turning them into ashes.

The young masters rushing forward were obviously divided into several echelons.

King Gold Wing Xiaopeng, Shengzi Yaoguang, Ji Haoyue, the god king body of the Jiang family, they are obviously the first echelon, rushing forward.

Then there are the saints and saints of other major holy places.

Further behind are the sect disciples of other major forces, those masters of the younger generation.Of course, their strength is obviously not as good as those holy sons and saints.

Zhang Wenchang also saw some young masters from small sects, some casual cultivators who did not join the sect, and some monster races who came to try their luck.

Zhang Wenchang saw that almost all of these people had blood on their bodies, and he didn't know whether it was his own or the enemy's.

There are always some fish that slip through the net and attack them. Not everyone is so lucky and powerful.

But as practitioners, a cleansing technique will make their bodies clean as before.

The Mysteries of Healing quickly allowed them to regenerate their severed limbs, so some people who looked miserable were actually fine.

After passing through this blood-colored lake, he flew forward for more than ten miles, and came to another underground palace.

The sights and smells ahead are astonishing.All the yin energy was swept away.

A palace shone with holy light appeared there, and they emitted one after another holy light, dispelling Yin Qi and weirdness.

It is full of exotic flowers and plants, surrounded by lush old trees, it is like a garden, and many plants grow naturally in this underground palace.

This piece of palace is mainly made of jade, the overall style is golden yellow, like gold, and like divine jade, it is a very special material.

This kind of gold and jade is sparkling and golden, like crystal, very dreamy.

Zhang Wenchang stepped forward, stepping on the golden jade steps.

There is no luck here, full of the fragrance of flowers and plants, and a large number of exotic flowers and plants are planted in this palace.

The rich spiritual energy rushed towards me, everything was shiny and sparkling. It turned out that this hall was carved from spiritual jade.

Everyone who had just walked into the hall suddenly felt one after another cold eyes staring at them, and a cold breath came over them.

A group of tall Yin soldiers, or to be precise, a group of tall Yin generals. They opened their cold eyes as if they had just woken up.

They are six meters tall and behind them are a pair of black wings, which are several meters long when unfolded.

The shimmering black wings had a metallic luster and looked very hard and sharp.

Their claws shining with black light are like black swords, and when they stretch out, they look like everyone is coming to kill them.

Zhang Wenchang glanced around and saw that everyone had begun to separate and gather together. The major forces had begun to be wary of each other and no longer worked together.

Obviously, after the appearance of this hall full of sacred aura, the most precious treasure is likely to appear, and everyone has become a competitor.

Among these crowds, King Golden Wing Xiaopeng had the largest number of people, where many monster clans from the Northern Territory gathered.

Yan Ruyu, the Little Jiao King in Tsing Yi, and those many young masters of the Monster Race.

At this time, Yan Ruyu obviously didn't recognize Zhang Wenchang, because Zhang Wenchang had changed his appearance again at this time. Yan Ruyu didn't have sky eyes, although he couldn't recognize him.

At this time, Yan Ruyu came with the Qinglian Emperor's soldiers, but she behaved very low-key. She was protected by many demon clans and almost never took any action.

A Yin general flew over and grabbed Zhang Wenchang head on.

The purple thunderbolt on Zhang Wenchang's body instantly went wild, and when he raised his hand, a string of thunderstorms flew out. The evil general was blown up and let out a shrill scream. In the unwilling howl, he turned into a piece of charred ashes.

The other two monsters who wanted to pounce on Zhang Wenchang glared at Zhang Wenchang with fierce eyes, flapped their wings, turned away, and pounced on those with weak breaths.

Zhang Wenchang stared at the Holy Son of Zi Mansion again.A monster pounced on the Holy Son of Purple Mansion.

He held a purple holy sword and struck the Yin General's body hard, making a sound like iron.

The bodies of these monsters are very hard. They are vivid and seem to be alive, but their flesh is extremely hard, just like metal.

The purple divine sword slashed at the monster's body, but it only left a wound, but it didn't split them into pieces.

The Holy Son of Purple Mansion seemed to feel that he had lost face. His body became steaming with purple energy, and a dazzling purple light flew out, crushing the Yin Soldier's head.

The golden-winged Xiaopeng King is still as brave as ever, and the great wild halberd as black as ink is harvesting the lives of the Yin soldiers like a harvester.

With a wave of his hand, he split a mighty monster in half with a pop.

Ji Haoyue was also very brave at this time. His big handprint in the void, which was as black as ink, covered the sky and the sun, and killed several monsters with one slap.

The Jiang family's Divine King Body, with one click, turned into nine flaming phoenixes. The blazing flames were like magma, and the blazing flames burned monsters to death one after another.

The holy light technique of the son of shaking light is superb, and it is like round after round of sun, shining on the sky and the earth. Wherever it passes, it is like melting ice and snow, and one monster after another melts.

Zhang Wenchang saw a group of Ji family children gathered around Ji Haoyue.

A group of Jiang family's children gathered around the Jiang family's divine king body.

The Holy Son of Yaoguang was naturally surrounded by the disciples of the Holy Land of Yaoguang.

These disciples are not only protecting their holy sons and saints, but at the same time, these holy sons and saints are also protecting their fellow disciples.

And those casual cultivators who have no one to protect them, and the disciples of small sects, they will be miserable.

From time to time, someone was cut in half by the sharp wings, someone was swallowed directly, and someone was torn to pieces by the sharp claws.

The scene was chaotic, some people were accidentally injured by the ultimate move of the peerless genius, and some people were killed by monsters.

Zhang Wenchang didn't have so many oil bottles with him. At this moment, his whole body was flickering with thunder, and he stayed in a corner, scanning around, observing everything here.

Occasionally a fish slipped through the net, and Zhang Wenchang killed him casually.

Hundreds of corpses were quickly left here, and everyone seemed to be used to it. No matter whether they were male or female monks, they didn't feel uncomfortable about it. When they came to snatch the treasure, maybe they were already prepared to die.

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