Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1293 Red flames soar into the sky
  "I think you are too cowardly. You can't do what Tianzun can do. Isn't this a waste? What is it?"

"That's it, waste is like this. If you don't have this power, just wait for Tianzun to draw his sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Qing waved his hand, and everyone was suddenly dragged into the air by a force of corruption!
  "Your lives are all in my hands." Ye Qing snorted coldly, "I may not be able to get the Flame Demon Sword, but I can kill you and see the Zhang Tianzun you admire burned alive. ,Is not it good?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fire shadow that had turned into a skeleton actually moved forward again and took three steps!

And the rumored knife was already at his feet!
  "Tianzun hasn't given up yet!"

"That's right, we can't give up either!"

"Ice Prison!"

"Fire domain!"

"Yin Wu Lei!"

The three of them attacked Ye Qing together!
  However, the moves of the three people dissipated directly before they hit Ye Qing.

However, at this time, Ye Qing had no intention of paying attention to these three people.

"No, it's impossible! What kind of monster are you? The power of the Flame Demon Sword is beyond your imagination. Do you dare to reach out? Zhang Yan!"

As soon as Ye Qing finished speaking, a pair of hands with only bones left began to reach for the handle of the knife!
  "No, that's not possible! You're ready to die!"

Ye Qing shouted violently.

At this time, Zhang Yan only had one belief left in his mind.

Even his action of drawing the sword came from this belief.

It was as if his spiritual thoughts were driving him to draw the sword. His hand slowly tightened the handle of the knife, and red flames suddenly shot into the sky!

boom!
  As soon as his hand touched the handle of the knife, air waves swirled around and impacted. Everyone, including Ye Qing, was blown away more than ten meters under the pressure!

"Hold it!" Taibai laughed wildly!
  "Tianzun! It can be done!" Mu Xuan's lips raised slightly, his eyes showed not only admiration but also shock.

The endless pressure began to surge backwards, and everyone had no choice but to retreat continuously. A huge hole was created all around by this wave of air.

The entire ground began to collapse, and the eight coffins were directly burned to ashes under the flames!
  "Zhang Yan!" Ye Qing's voice was almost hoarse.

His eyes were full of fear and rage.

"If you don't let go, I will kill all your people! Who should we start with?"

Ye Qing looked back and grabbed Taibai with a wave of his hand.

Taibai was unable to move at all under Ye Qing's control. He only had one mouth and could still speak.

"Zhang Yan, I want your subordinate to turn into an old man! Let me go immediately!"

Taibai suddenly smiled, a very hard smile, "Yes, if you have the ability, you can do it. Tianzun will definitely avenge me! Hahaha!"

"Zhang Yan, be careful!"

Ye Qing shook his big hand and Taibai tensed up!
  A body of cultivation was rushing toward Ye Qing like crazy!
  "First destroy your kung fu, and then completely devour your life! Zhang Yan, open your eyes and see clearly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the knife in Zhang Yan's hand was lifting off the ground bit by bit!

(End of this chapter)