Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1111: Horrible Swinging, The Matter Is Serious
  As soon as these words came out, Zhang Yan already understood the seriousness of the matter.

Ancestor Hongjun, as a powerful person from the beginning, although his current strength is indeed not as good as his own.

However, he carries something like luck with him. Once the luck is sucked away, the entire prehistoric era will fall into complete darkness.

Upon thinking of this, Zhang Yan immediately released the restraints of Taishang Laojun.

"Master, master, I'm going to wrong you two."

With a wave of Zhang Yan's hand, the two of them immediately entered his Qiankun Bag, and then with a quick step, Zhang Yan arrived in front of the huge stone door.

On the stone gate, extremely primitive symbols are carved.

These symbols are indeed symbols of the dark world.

However, in the prehistoric world, even if the power of the dark world spreads here, it will not be able to completely swallow it up all at once.

Here, it still belongs to the prehistoric times.

As long as it belongs to the ancient power, Zhang Yan has the absolute ability to control it.

At this time, the jailers had begun to celebrate like clowns, jumping up and down.

"I guess that Zhang Yan, even if he has great abilities, can't get out of there!"

"The power of the seal in the dark world is beyond his ability to understand, let alone to break it. I guess, at this time, he has already scratched his scalp, right?"

"You deserve it. You were so arrogant just now. You even dared to offend the warden, and you trapped Miss Ziling in a fire cage."

"Miss Ziling, this flame cage will be released soon. I believe that Zhang Yan is now on the verge of death by those bloodthirsty black wolves!"

As soon as everyone finished speaking, the entire Tianai Mountain seemed to tremble!
  Dust and stone debris from the roof of the cave kept falling down.

These guys were so scared that their souls were shaking.

Everyone immediately hugged their heads!
  "What's going on?" "No, I don't know? Why are you swinging so horribly?"

"Is it that bastard Zhang Yan?"

After a while, everyone looked solemn.

A huge impact force has already rushed out from the entrance of the cave!

When the jailers saw this, they immediately flew back.

I saw Zhang Yan, dressed in white among the smoke and dust, not stained by the smoke at all. He looked like a god in his elegant white clothes.

The jailers were all so frightened that their spirits were shaken and their eyes almost popped out.

"Zhang Yan! No, it's impossible. I've obviously locked you in. There's no way you can break the seal!"

"Yes, that's right, you can't handle the sigils of the dark world!"

"What spell did you cast?"

Everyone retreated together, already behind Ziling.

Seeing this, Zi Ling said in a cold voice, "What are you afraid of? Are you even worse than me? It won't be long before the young master will arrive. What are you afraid of him for? If I were you, I would immediately go forward and fight him desperately, saying Maybe I’ll meet the young master later, and there will be a reward!”

As soon as these words came out, the jailers had a sudden calculation in their minds. They immediately felt that the words were reasonable. Just as they were about to step forward, another question hit their minds!
  "No, that's not right. If the young master doesn't arrive, won't we become the scapegoats?"

"It's just that compared to this bastard, our strength is not as good as the boss. We can only block half of his incense stick, right? If the young master is delayed, then..."

While everyone was talking, they suddenly heard extremely cold laughter coming from outside!

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