Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 26 [Yuanshi Tianzun, traveling down the mountain]

"Yes, we have reached the peak of Golden Immortal. We are only one step away from Taiyi Golden Immortal."

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded with satisfaction. He watched Zhang Yan grow step by step. He was not arrogant in his cultivation, which really satisfied him.

"I already know your intention."

As he spoke, Yuanshi Tianzun shot a mysterious rune from his hand, "This is the incarnation of a ray of my soul. If there is danger, I will naturally sense it. However, don't rely too much on me. Until the moment of life and death, I will not Will take action."

"Thank you Master!"

Zhang Yan bowed down and said gratefully: "Thank you, Master!"

Yuanshi Tianzun shook his head and said with a smile: "Go ahead, I have calculated that you will have an opportunity this time, which is related to the rise and fall of your human race. I hope you can seize it."

"What a chance!"

"Zhang Yan will definitely not let Master down!"

In practice, both chance and understanding are indispensable, but chance is given top priority.

This shows how important it is. If there is no opportunity, no matter how deep your roots are and how strong your understanding is, it will be useless.

Taoist Ran Deng is a good example. He was an innate god and demon who was born during the calamity of Long Han, but now he has mixed up to such an extent. Among the hundreds of conferred gods after Hui Yuan, he was even mentioned by Zhao Gongming. He was beaten and fled.

In the end, if it weren't for the chance to seize Zhao Gongming's twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls, transform into the twenty-four heavens, and join Buddhism, he would probably have stayed in Daluo for the rest of his life.

"Go!"

"Yes!"

Zhang Yanzhong nodded, solemnly exited the Yuxu Hall, turned into a golden light and disappeared in an instant, heading towards the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

Using the golden light of Zongtai, Zhang Yan left the Kunlun Mountains within a hundred breaths, crossing the sky towards the tribe in his memory.

"call out!"

The body swayed, and the golden light stopped in a deserted land, where the remains of the land could still be vaguely seen.

Surrounded by houses built of stones, hundreds of years have passed. In Zhang Yan's memory, this place was still flat land, with a tribe of nearly a thousand people.

However, in the ancient world where the jungle was preyed on by the strong, the weak human race had no way to protect itself. Compared with the human race who would be called the protagonists of heaven and earth in later generations, today's human race is undoubtedly sad.

Zhang Yan looked at the messy land. If he hadn't happened to be out at the beginning, he might not have been able to escape.

"Among the demon kings nearby, only the thousand-year-old tiger demon has been looking down upon my tribe for a long time."

The tiger demon is a demon general in the Demon Court, with tens of thousands of demon soldiers under his command. He is also at the peak of Golden Immortal cultivation. He is extremely ferocious and likes blood the most.

"The Hundred Years Old Mountain."

The cold light in Zhang Yan's eyes flashed away, without stopping, he set up the golden light and headed towards Baisui Mountain a hundred miles away.

Baisui Mountain covers an area of ​​millions of kilometers. It is a continuous mountain range. If it were on the earth, it could definitely be said to be famous mountains and rivers. However, in the wilderness, this is just a small mountain.

The richness of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is not even one thousandth of that of Kunlun Mountain.

This is normal. In today's ancient world, wherever there are spiritual veins, they are occupied by strong men. And this tiger demon is just the demon king in the Golden Immortal realm. It is already considered good to occupy this place.

"What a strong evil spirit!"

Zhang Yan sat on top of the auspicious clouds, looking solemnly at the rich aura hovering on Baisui Mountain.

The thick demonic energy rose thousands of feet into the sky, and the area within hundreds of miles was shrouded in the demonic aura. It was completely dark, and the mountains hundreds of miles away were shrouded in haze. Zhang Yan's face was slightly moved. Two golden flames were ignited in his eyes, and his sight penetrated the rich demonic aura and saw the Baisui Mountain.

From bottom to top, passing through countless little demons.

These little demons were all enlightened by inferior enlightenment techniques. Many of the little demons who have not entered the immortal world have human torsos, but with the heads and limbs of monster beasts.

This tiger demon has gathered tens of thousands of demon soldiers. Among them, their cultivation levels range from human immortals to celestial immortals. There are also three in the realm of true immortals. However, through the inspection of Wanling Ancient Flame, these monsters' demonic power is extremely mottled, and they all have a trace of evil aura. in it.

Compared with the pure demonic energy of Taoist Duobao, these demon clan people are not even one percent anxious.

"Hey! This tiger demon is actually a Taiyi Golden Immortal?"

"Roar!"

"Who dares to be so arrogant in my 100-year-old mountain?"

Taiyi Jinxian's cultivation level is much higher than that of Zhang Yan, especially Zhang Yan's probing movements, which are not restrained at all. Is it strange that he will not be noticed?
  "Boom!"

The heaven and earth shook, and boundless evil energy swept through, blocking the space where Zhang Yan was located. At the same time, a yellow figure rose into the sky from the Centenary Mountain.

The person who came was wearing fine iron mail, holding a bloody sword, a large tiger head with ferocious fangs, wide tiger claws in his hands, and a tail swinging in the air.

Although it has a human form, there is no trace of human limbs anywhere in the body, so the transformation was not complete when I thought about it.

This person is the tiger demon in Zhang Yan's memory, and he is also the centenary demon king of the Centenary Mountain.

I saw that his whole body was filled with bloody evil energy, and his mottled demon power was not covered at all, or could not be covered at all. This was obviously not a monk who had been promoted to the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm by normal means.

Taiyi Golden Immortal, with his five Qi Chaoyuan restrained, his energy and spirit will not leak out at all. Coupled with the evil deeds of this hundred-year-old demon king, how could Zhang Yan not know how he broke through Taiyi Golden Immortal.

"You! Damn it."

Zhang Yan looked horrified as he looked at the hundred-year-old demon king in front of him without giving him any time to react. A burst of golden flames ignited all over his body and swept across the entire sky.

This flame is really the Ancient Flame of All Spirits. The moment the Ancient Flame of All Spirits appeared, the demonic energy that shrouded the Baisui Mountain trembled, rioted uncontrollably, and poured into the Ancient Flame of All Spirits crazily. .

Wanling Ancient Flame burns the energy of all spirits, among which demonic energy is even more powerful than the aura of heaven and earth. It is the best fuel for Wanling Ancient Flame.

In an instant, the golden flame controlled by Zhang Yan erupted into an even more terrifying blazing feeling. Countless plants and trees in the Centennial Mountain lowered their heads, unable to withstand this terrifying temperature.

And the hundred-year-old demon king was the first to bear the brunt of the burning range of this flame, and was directly contaminated by the Ancient Flame of All Spirits.

"Roar!"

"The damn human race is really looking for death."

The majestic demon power shot out from his body, trying to extinguish the flames on his body, but he didn't know that his actions made the golden flames on his body jump a little higher.

"Roar!"

"It's so abominable, I'm going to make you pay the price."

An oppressive force suddenly descended on the entire land, and the hundred-year-old demon king was seen waving the bloody sword in his hand, and a blood-red mist completely enveloped him.

Even the golden flames all over his body were covered up.

"What a heavy blood evil energy!"

Zhang Yan's expression paused, and he felt an inexplicable tremor in his heart as he looked at the sword in Long Live Fox King's hand.

(End of this chapter)