Prehistoric Rebellion

Chapter 242 Anger (1)

Liu Lin's mournful and angry roar resounded through the sky, full of frustration, sadness, and even more tragic.

The crowd helped each other to stand up, looking up at the sky, the red night laughing wildly in the sky was like a mountain pressing on top of them, unshakable.

Liu Lin suddenly realized that he seemed to have seen this scene before, fragments of memories kept flashing before his eyes, and finally he remembered that in the human world, Qingyuan Sect was only a small third-rate sect, and would encounter catastrophe at any time At that time, he was also in the midst of extermination.Yuxuanzong, 36 sects, phantom mist stars... everything flashed in front of my eyes, like a dream. When the Qingyuan Sect was in trouble, the old fourteen took the initiative to overcome the difficulties, but this time?Where is the old fourteen?Is the Qingyuan Sect still dying?

"Even if the old fourteen is here, I'm afraid he will die along with him! After all, it's less than a thousand years old. Even if he's talented, he's just a god. How can he be the opponent of a god? What's more, that Hongye still has suppressors in his hands." The Heavenly God's soul-fixing bell is in his hand, and he is an extremely powerful figure among the gods! Perhaps it is a blessing that the old fourteen is not here, so that he will avoid death, but the old fourteen, I am really not reconciled! I haven't seen it yet When it comes to you, the fate of our brothers and sisters will come to an end today!" Liu Lin's thoughts changed, and he roared secretly, but he was so powerless and sad!

Looking down at the Qingyuan faction, as if looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, Hong Ye laughed triumphantly, and looked at Lin Qingyang even more fieryly: "As long as you kill him and take that Supreme God's Tome, from now on the sea will be as wide as a fish's leap, The sky is high and the birds are flying. The sky and the earth are big, so there will be no room for me. When I succeed in retreat, I will not be afraid of the old guys in the sect chasing me down. As for the thirty disciples... A murderous look flashed in the depths of Hong Ye's eyes, and there was a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

The thirty disciples also looked like they were laughing heartily, but they didn't know that they had already stepped into death with one foot, and only waiting for this incident, they would also be silenced by Hong Ye.

Hong Ye knew the reason why Ye Chang had many dreams. His eyes turned cold, and the soul-fixing bell in his hand swayed lightly again. There was a crisp ding, and the divine light flashed by. Lin Qingyang below screamed again, and writhed on the ground in pain. , The seven orifices actually flowed out golden divine blood!

Everyone from the Qingyuan faction roared angrily, pointing at Hong Ye and cursing: "If you want to kill or scrape, you are welcome to do so. If you humiliate us like this, you will be cursed even if you die!"

As soon as these words came out, Hong Ye turned pale with shock.It should be noted that today's world is full of immortals and gods, and all kinds of fairy arts are emerging one after another. In addition to those powerful supernatural powers that shake the world, there are also some insidious magic arts that kill people invisible, which makes people even more shocked. Among the spells, the curse is the most important.Once the power of the caster is sufficient, the resulting curse can even be applied to people who are higher than themselves!Hong Ye has been in Shenmen for many years, and he has seen a lot. He once saw that an immortal cursed a god before his death. As a result, the god's body festered within a hundred years, and his soul gradually disappeared. The fate of eternal life, that scene touched Hongye a lot, and it is still unforgettable today. Today, when he heard that the Qingyuan sect members were going to cast a curse on him, he was shocked at first, and then he was very angry. He growled , his face was distorted beyond human form, he gritted his teeth and said, "Go to hell, you ants!"

Hong Ye shot out angrily, and a powerful divine power blasted down from the sky, enough to destroy mountains and land, and destroy everything in a radius of ten thousand miles. full of fear.

The formidable pressure came down first, like the power of the sky, it overwhelmed the Qingyuan faction people to the ground, unable to move, like a fish on a chopping board being slaughtered.Lin Qingyang, who is the only one who has the ability to resist, is also unable to move. He is still trapped in the illusion created by Dinghunling, and his soul has been seriously injured. He has no idea of ​​the situation he is in now. .

"Hahahaha..." Hong Ye laughed wildly. They were finished, and the only thing left was the Supreme Divine Tome. From then on, I, Hong Ye, was the real master of heaven and earth. You can only prostrate at the feet of my Red Ye Tianzun, begging and begging for my gift!
Hong Ye was fascinated, he was fantasizing, yearning, that many years of dreams would come true, his excited face turned red, like a drunken beauty, but she didn't show her beauty, instead she was kind of monstrous and terrifying!
Just when the people of the Qingyuan Sect were about to be annihilated under the surging divine power, a roar came from a distance, and then a huge cyan palm print was slapped out of thin air on the heads of all the people, and with a bang, they smashed down in one fell swoop The divine power was scattered, and the cyan palm prints were still in force, carrying a mighty righteousness, and quickly slapped on the unsuspecting Hong Ye.

boom!Hong Ye let out a scream, her chest was shattered, blood spattered from her mouth, her whole body was blasted hundreds of miles away, and she fell heavily on the ground. The thirty disciples were also blown out by the aftermath, scattered scattered all over the place, moaning endlessly , so miserable!
"Who? Who dares to plot against me?" The divine power in Hong Ye quickly repaired the wounds on his body, stopped the outflow of divine blood in just an instant, and healed his physical body, but his face was a little pale, and he roared angrily , jumped up into the sky, looked around coldly, his spiritual sense kept searching, but his face suddenly changed drastically, and then became extremely pale, because he couldn't find anything, his spiritual sense instantly searched the land of thousands of miles, inch by inch. No place is spared, even a small ant has nowhere to hide under his divine sense.However, now he can't even find a person, and he can't detect anyone hiding aside. This result makes him feel cold all over, and a terrifying thought suddenly flashed in his mind. People who are taller are by their side!

who is it?Who is it?Hong Ye's eyes turned wildly, and he continued to search unwillingly, but he was disappointed again, and then became frightened, and he sternly restrained and shouted towards the empty mid-air: "No matter who you are, you can't provoke the matter of my god door. of!"

Hong Ye tried to raise the name of Shenmen to make the other party scruples, but obviously, he was disappointed again. No one responded, but it was better than the response. The cold and condensed air made it difficult for him to breathe.

On the other hand, the members of the Qingyuan Sect below were stunned for a moment, and then they only heard Liu Lin cheering. They all looked at him, but they saw that he was excited, pointing at the place where the palm print had long since disappeared, and moaned, as if he wanted to say something. What, but he couldn't say anything, but his eyes were wide open, and he shot out a horrified light!
Everyone in Qingyuanzi was puzzled at first, and then seemed to think of something, everyone suddenly became excited, everyone's expressions were the same as Liu Lin's, and at this moment, Lin Qingyang, who was addicted to the illusion, finally broke free. Restrained, opened the confused eyes...

(End of this chapter)