Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 81 [The demon tribe gathers troops, the law of reincarnation]

Hou Tu was covered by the rhyme of Heavenly Dao and fell into an epiphany. Zhang Yan smiled happily, he knew that Hou Tu was having an epiphany.

He did not disturb Hou Tu's epiphany, and jumped into the sky, gently reciting the Taiyi Sutra of Saving the Heart of Suffering, so as to appease the dead souls who were about to riot at any time.

At this moment, the laws of heaven are as clear as for people to watch, and Zhang Yan is not idle either. This is a very good opportunity for enlightenment.

He was reciting the Taiyi Sutra of Saving the Suffering, but his mind was not here at all. Instead, he escaped into the sea of ​​consciousness and first ordered the Daoyan system to record the laws of heaven.

At the same time, with the help of the powerful analytical ability of the Daoyan system, I began to fall into enlightenment.

As Zhang Yan's cultivation reached the peak of Daluo Jinxian, the computing power of the Daoyan system became more than ten thousand times more powerful than at the beginning. Under the blessing and deduction of the Daoyan system, Zhang Yan suddenly fell into the infinite ocean of laws.

However, these laws were not what Zhang Yan wanted. He did not choose to understand these laws, but continued to explore them in depth.

Soon he found his target.

The law presents six different colors, constantly rotating with each other, and at the same time there is an attraction that almost pulls Zhang Yan's mind into it.

"The Law of Reincarnation!"

Zhang Yan was overjoyed and instantly immersed himself in it.

The law of reincarnation has never appeared in the ancient world, because it is not the law of heaven, but the power of the law of the great road, which is similar to the law of chaos.

Time passed slowly, and the land for hundreds of miles was shrouded in mystery. The light was overflowing, and the stream of light was constantly rotating. It was so dazzling that even creatures hundreds of millions of miles away could notice it.

But they didn't dare to get close here, because under this gorgeous coat, there was a heart-stopping aura hidden, as if if they took one step, they would be completely wiped out from this world.

It gives people the impression that "no strangers should be allowed in."

The revelation of the will of heaven in the wilderness naturally attracted the attention of many powerful people, who looked at this place one after another. However, they were unable to detect anything due to the aura of heaven covering it.

Just by following the deduction traces, they were able to detect who was here before.

"Zhang Yan, and the ancestral witch Houtu."

The name Zhang Yan is familiar to all powerful people in the ancient world. Whether it was his creation of human written inheritance or his killing of the nine princes of Demon Court not long ago, it was a major event that shook the entire ancient world.

Especially Zhang Yan's talent and understanding are praised by everyone. Thousands of years ago, he was just a first-level mortal, and he rose to prominence after becoming a disciple of the saint.

Thousands of years ago, they were able to kill the Demon God of Demon Court. With this kind of achievement, most of the powerful people in the ancient world would hide their faces in shame and want to fight.

But what is really shocking is that this guy Zhang Yan actually killed only one of Di Jun's ten direct descendants. This kind of courage has never been dared in the entire prehistoric era.

After killing nine Little Golden Crows, Zhang Yan still dared to show off in such a prehistoric land, and even collided with the ancestors of the Wu Clan, causing such a big commotion.

Many deeds have been spread out, and even if many powerful people in the ancient world cannot come out of seclusion, it is impossible not to know his name.

Now they have gathered with the ancestral witches of the Wu clan and made such a big noise. All the powerful people have secretly thought about whether the Wu clan was involved in Zhang Yan's plan to kill the nine golden crows.

Demon Court, Lingxiao Palace.

Countless demon gods stood in two rows in the main hall, their faces full of desolation and solemnity, and the air was extremely condensed.

At the head of the Lingxiao Hall, three figures were sitting at the moment, Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, and another person with an elegant face, wearing a long robe, looking like a humble gentleman.

This person is none other than Emperor Xi, Fuxi, one of the six emperors of Demon Court.

Under this depressing environment, a scorching breath suddenly erupted, and the scorching sensation almost ignited the entire space. Donghuang Taiyi, who had closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes. There was a suffocating rage between his eyes, which forced all the demon gods in the hall to lower their brows involuntarily.

"Brother, this must be a plan by the Wu clan to kill Xiao Shi and the others."

Di Jun's expression was calm. Although he did not explode, anyone could see it in his eyes. You can see the anger contained in it, and the anger seems to burn down the world.

A heavy and oppressive aura enveloped the entire Lingxiao Palace like a dark cloud.

Although there is no evidence that the Wu Clan was involved in Zhang Yan's killing of Little Golden Crow, the harmonious relationship between the Wu Clan and Zhang Yan has aroused Emperor Jun's hatred.

"Beat the drums, gather demons, and attack the witch clan."

Words came out slowly from Di Jun's mouth, and the words were filled with endless chills, like a Shura crawling out of hell, filled with bloody terror.

"My lord, please obey."

The voices in the entire hall echoed Di Jun's words.

At this moment, the entire Demon Court was filled with murderous intent, and desolate fighting spirit swept across the entire Great Wilderness. The Demon Court had never concealed their ambition to take over the Great Wilderness.

As the power of the demon clan continues to expand, it is difficult to satisfy their swollen hearts with just the achievement of holding the sky.

The demon tribe gathered their troops and prepared to attack the land of the witch tribe, which attracted the attention of countless powerful people in the ancient world. All the famous mountains in the ancient world closed their formations tightly, and ordered the disciples to close the caves tightly.

The entire wild land has a kind of tranquility as if a storm is about to come.

Of course, it is impossible for the Monster Clan to gather its troops in an instant, so the Witch Clan is given plenty of time.

Witch clan.

The twelve ancestral shamans, except Hou Tu, all gathered here.

Di Jiang frowned slightly, looked around and said, "Where is Miss Houtu? Why haven't you come here yet?"

The Xuanming Ancestral Witch, who was approaching the Houtu tribe, responded: "Sister Houtu went out before and has not been unable to return, but after knowing the actions of the demon tribe, she should return soon."

"Ok!"

Di Jiang responded dully, not doubting that he was there, but solemnly said with a hint of excitement: "The war that has been anticipated for thousands of years is about to begin."

"After being immersed in it for thousands of years, my fists are already thirsty."

"Hahaha! Beat the damn demon clan, I will make you completely surrender to the fist of the witch clan."

"The flat-haired beasts can only become food for our witch clan."

The person who spoke had red hair, a coiled body, and clearly visible shamanistic tattoos on his skin exposed to the air.

This person is Zhu Rong, who is born to understand the law of fire among the twelve ancestral witches, and has the hottest temper.

"Jie Jie! With your Huo Tutuo, you should take care of yourself first when the battle comes."

A cold voice echoed in the hall. Looking at the voice, it was a big man with dark blue hair and two water snakes coiled around his waist.

(End of this chapter)