Covering the sky starts from the mortal body

Chapter 531

One after another, small earth vein dragons were caught up from the ground, and the small dragons with a length of hundreds of kilometers were held in the palm of their hands like small bugs.

The combat power of Yuan Tian is not something to be boasted. It can also be proven. This is a heretical way. The original text once described a powerful Yuan Emperor who assisted Emperor Zun in destroying countless living planets and refining Out of 99 Longshan.

Yuan Tianshi's road can still climb upwards, but when he reaches Yuan Tianshi's step, he is roughly equivalent to a saint king, and this road is blocked.

The stumbling block on this road seems to be the source god and source ghost. Basically, when you reach the realm of the source god, you will be "forcibly led" and become an unconscious puppet, a red-haired monster.

Zhang Wenchang also didn't intend to run all the way on the road of Yuan Tianshi. His main practice method is the Sun Scripture, and he also practiced the strongest scriptures in several other secret realms.

Zhang Wenchang has found out clearly that neither the White Elephant Clan nor the Green Scale Feather Clan has the background to be a saint-level warrior, or even the Dao-Slaying King.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the war between the monster race and the human race, and the reconciliation between the monster race and the human race later, they did not have the divine source liquid to preserve those saints of the monster race.

As for the later Emperor Qing, he was in the era when the Dao was not obvious, and saints were too rare. Let alone this emperor, he was too lazy to refine the divine source liquid and distribute it to other monster races. How many demon clans can leave behind their foundations? After all, the Dao was not revealed at that time, cultivation was difficult, and the suppression of heaven and earth was even more difficult than the current Beidou.

Besides, what kind of person is Qing Di, who doesn't care about his descendants, who doesn't seal it, would he kindly refine the divine source liquid and give it to other monsters?
The White Elephant Clan is located in the White Elephant Valley, which is their core area. Although there are some small industries in other places, the White Elephant Valley is their old nest.

In this vast white elephant valley, there are sacred trees like white jade growing everywhere, gathering strands of white spiritual energy, covering the entire valley.

In this valley, there are clusters of palaces, and the Baixiang people are still very prosperous.

The physique among the monsters of the White Elephant Clan is neither the strongest nor the worst, occupying a middle position.

Many ordinary White Elephant people are wandering in the later stages of the Lunhai Secret Realm and have not entered the Dao Palace Secret Realm. Even so, they are still a powerful tribe.

After half a month of preparation, Zhang Wenchang finally reached the outskirts of the White Elephant Valley.

It was a full moon night full of moonlight, and Zhang Wenchang descended quietly, silently.

Surrounded by majestic mountains one after another, in the center of the canyon, a white spiritual energy soared into the sky, making the whole valley shrouded in white mist.

There are one after another dragon veins around here, and the underground must contain amazing spiritual energy.

According to records, during the war between humans and demons, the White Elephants also brutally slaughtered the humans. After the reconciliation, the White Elephants were lucky enough to escape and were not retaliated by the humans.

Zhang Wenchang didn't directly use the Heavenly Tribulation or the Holy Weapon to smash the valley into pieces. He wanted to use the Yuantian Divine Art, not only to practice it, but also to deeply understand this way.

Zhang Wenchang drove the small dragon veins captured on the road, as well as the depicted gods, one by one into this mountain range, and specifically looked for special nodes in the underground dragon veins, and planted the depicted gods bombs.

The biggest advantage of Yuantian Divine Technique is that it does not require a crazy improvement in realm. As long as you can understand it, you can outline the secret technique and defeat the strong with the weak.

Zhang Wenchang has the experience and insights left by three generations of Yuantian Patriarchs, each of them is extremely powerful, and they have made further progress on the basis of Yuantian Patriarchs.

Everyone has blazed a trail, and has taken a few steps forward on the shoulders of their predecessors.

Everyone's new inferences can add more than ten pages to Yuantian's book.

These are the experiences gained by Patriarch Yuantian through his lifelong practice. These experiences are very valuable. It is precisely because of this that Zhang Wenchang's Yuanjutsu has been able to advance by leaps and bounds.

Zhang Wenchang's hands flashed with mysterious runes, which were extremely mysterious. Thousands of small dragons flew out of his hands when he raised his hands. When they approached the ground, they turned into large dragons hundreds of meters or even kilometers and burrowed into the ground.

There are dragon veins and spiritual energy underground, and there are even pure sources and divine sources in some places. The little dragons that penetrate the ground are arranged according to the Source Heaven Killing Formation, and they follow the gourd and draw the scoop.

Although Zhang Wenchang knew only a little about it, the killing formation he portrayed still has the power to destroy heaven and earth.

Zhang Wenchang silently carved out the dense runes, which were all imitated from the Yuantian Killing Formation. There were no special masters here, and they knew nothing about the danger.

Zhang Wenchang drew countless runes, his hands were as bright as little suns, and he smashed into the ground with a bang.

Rumble.

The brilliance of the White Elephant Valley is shining, shining endless divine light, just like a burning volcano.

The blazing divine light flooded the place, and it became a dead silence. The Yuantian Killing Formation was fully activated. Although Zhang Wenchang was limited to his own realm and could only copy a part of it, even so, it still showed amazing lethality.

One after another, mysterious lines and densely intertwined runes sealed off the entire White Elephant Valley.

If there is no strong helping hand, the White Elephant Group here in the White Elephant Valley will soon turn into ashes.

hoo hoo hoo!
A terrifying roar came, and a mighty member of the White Elephant Race rushed out of the valley.

The powerful man grabbed Zhang Wenchang. Zhang Wenchang waved his hand and hundreds of dragons flew out and flew towards the powerful man.

Dragon veins exploded one after another. Each dragon vein was equivalent to dozens of divine bombs. It was simply a small nuclear explosion.

Ah ah ah. . .

The powerful man let out a scream, and the dazzling scales and extremely sharp claws on his body were all blown to pieces, leaving only one head flying out.

He was shouting angrily: "Who are you, come to my White Elephant Valley to run wild?"

After finishing speaking, his head exploded with a bang, and his body and spirit were truly destroyed.

The entire White Elephant Valley was full of screams and blazing flames. It was so miserable.

Zhang Wenchang was surrounded by countless Yuantian divine patterns, shining with dazzling brilliance, as if he was wearing a battle suit made of runes.

Zhang Wenchang rushed into the formation bravely, a famous master rushed up, and collapsed after being lightly touched by the runes around Zhang Wenchang.

This piece of sacred land of the White Elephants continued to explode, one after another dragon veins, and the aura of those gods gathered from all directions, providing Zhang Wenchang with an endless stream of divine power.

A strong man of the White Elephant Clan, with only twelve under pressure under his control, exuded endless killing aura, roared and rushed towards Zhang Wenchang.

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