Covering the sky starts from the mortal body

Chapter 353

Weiwei flew in front of Zhang Wenchang like a ray of light.

"Weiwei, it's you!" Zhang Wenchang said.

"That's right, I am Weiwei and you are Zhang Wenchang. I didn't expect that your cultivation speed is so fast that you have entered the fourth-level secret realm." Weiwei smiled slightly, her teeth sparkling.

"Hmm, it's just luck that I had some adventures, and you also entered the secret realm of the Four Extremes. I wonder what brings you here?" Zhang Wenchang asked.

"I was ordered by my teacher to capture Ye Fan!" Wei Wei said her intention directly, but she didn't have the slightest killing intent.

Zhang Wenchang knew that although she came under the order, she actually turned a blind eye after seeing Ye Fan and had no intention of catching Ye Fan.

"With your strength, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch Ye Fan, and the possibility of being counter-killed is even greater." Zhang Wenchang said.

"The person who really attacked Ye Fan was not someone like me, but the so-called top ten masters of the Holy Land of Light."

"In Kunzhou and the nearby oases, the disciples cultivated by the sun-kissed hermit elders are all very powerful. Each of them is a strong man who can kill a fourth-level secret realm in the fifth heaven of the Taoist Palace, and most of them have already passed away. Entered the fourth-level secret realm.”

"It seems that these hidden elders are quite powerful, but they are too low-key and ordinary people cannot hear about them."

"Yes, not only these elders are low-key, but their disciples are also low-key."

"I'm afraid they are not only trying to rescue the Son of the Light, the Saintess of the Light, but also for Ye Fan's Mother Qi Cauldron?" Zhang Wenchang said with a smile.

"With the Holy Son of Light, no one would have other thoughts. His strength is far superior to that of his peers, but after being caught by Ye Fan, it is hard to say whether he will survive. Some people naturally have other ideas. Thinking about it, I want to support my disciples to the top."

"Anyone who can catch Ye Fan will naturally add a rich resume."

"Haha, still thinking of stepping on Ye Fan to take over? I think they will all be killed by Ye Fan."

"There is still such a big fanfare to kill Ye Fan. Isn't this forcing Ye Fan to hold the Son of the Light and the Sunshine Saintess on his back before he dies? It's called rescue, but it's really a reminder?!" Zhang Wenchang felt that these hidden elders The logic is touching, and it seems that the internal power struggle is also fierce.

"The top ten masters who came out of the dark are all people who are confident in competing for the position of Holy Son. This topic is naturally very sensitive and no one mentions it." Weiwei also said with a smile.

"These people are all overestimating their capabilities, and they will be killed by Ye Fan sooner or later." Zhang Wenchang looked disdainful.

Weiwei's eyes were clear, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she said, "I have to leave to look for Mark's traces."

She turned around lightly, stepped on the petals with her jade feet, leaving behind a scent, and was about to float away.

Zhang Wenchang took out the goddess stove with a smile, gently opened the stove lid, and wrote Weiwei's name on the altar.

Weiwei, who was about to go away, suddenly felt something was wrong, a black hole-like attraction came out from the goddess furnace.

"Zhang Wenchang, what are you going to do?" Weiwei shouted in surprise.

"In order to repay your life-saving grace, I decided to promise myself with my body." Zhang Wenchang smiled evilly.

Then Zhang Wenchang played mysterious runes one by one, guiding the taboo power in the goddess furnace, and continuously carved runes on the altar.

After Weiwei entered the vast space in this sacred furnace, she felt a little panicked when she looked at the beautiful multicolored glow inside.

Although I don't know why Zhang Wenchang made a sudden move and took her into this sacred furnace, his smile will make every girl panic, and Weiwei is no exception.

"Zhang Wenchang, what do you want to do? This joke is not funny at all." Thinking of Zhang Wenchang's promise of giving her life, she not only shouted loudly in this space.

In this sacred furnace, a mysterious force emanated, and Weiwei felt it, which seemed to be a bad premonition.

This mysterious power surged like a flame. Weiwei felt as if a flame was burning on her body. This kind of flame was very strange and could not be extinguished no matter what.

The entire space became hazy, and one after another colored rays of light appeared in this space.

Suddenly there was a bang, Wei Wei found that her clothes had been set on fire, and her precious protective clothing was burned to ashes in a blink of an eye.

"Zhang Wenchang..." Weiwei's eyes became a little cold, and she shouted loudly.

Zhang Wenchang continued to carve mysterious runes on the altar. After he finished writing those mysterious runes, he solemnly engraved his name.

The entire sacred furnace vibrated slightly, emitting multicolored divine light, and soon a beautiful head appeared in the divine light.

Soon a goddess appeared in the sky. She was charming and charming. She moved gently and caressed her gently. . .

. . . . . . (not described here)

Although Zhang Wenchang knew that it was unethical to do so, Zhang Wenchang did it anyway.

Holding the Goddess Furnace in his hand, he is favored by others, imitating Emperor Hengyu.

According to the information provided by Weiwei, while looking for Ye Fan, Zhang Wenchang took the opportunity to kill the masters of the Yaoguang Holy Land.

In addition to oases, the most indispensable thing on this land in the Northern Territory is the desert with a radius of thousands of miles.

The boundless desert, under the sunlight, was as red as blood, and there were red deserts everywhere.

On this red land, it was very deserted, very quiet, and almost nothing could be seen at a glance.

Zhang Wenchang stood on a huge red rock, his eyes looking into the distance.

Soon on the horizon in the distance, a small black dot appeared, rapidly enlarged, and he was approaching rapidly.

That black shadow was very fast, grasped the profound art of shrinking the ground to an inch, and took a step, and it was hundreds of meters in an instant.

This is a man about 30 years old, with a medium build and dark skin. He feels very strong and powerful.

He has long blond hair, with a divine light of spiritual power in his eyes, with a strong sense of oppression, very aggressive, and looks like a very strong person.

He stopped in his tracks, looked ahead, his eyes shot like sharp arrows, and scanned Zhang Wenchang.

"Who are you? Dare to block my way?"

When he said these words, it was obviously mixed with the sound of Taoism. The sound was sonorous and powerful, like the humming of a golden bell, shaking so much that the rocks here were shaking rumblingly.

"Ye Fan." Zhang Wenchang reported Ye Fan's name.

Zhang Wenchang felt that Ye Fan had too many lice, so he was not afraid of itchiness. Anyway, he was high-profile and lucky, so he didn't have to worry about being retaliated if he killed someone.

The man glanced at Zhang Wenchang carefully: "Boy, are you kidding me? What does Ye Fan look like? What do you look like?"

"I am Ye Fan, and I am waiting for you here just to send you on your way!" Zhang Wenchang replied simply.

"Hahaha, boy, no matter you are Ye Fan or not, you must be dead today." The powerful man laughed loudly, with blond hair fluttering in the wind, his voice was icy cold.

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