Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1112 Black Robe and White Clothes, Battle between Dragon and Tiger
  "An ants dare to compete with the sun and the moon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the young master suddenly turned into a stream of light, and appeared in front of everyone in a flash.

When the jailers saw this man in black robes, they were frightened and fell to their knees.

"See Young Master!"

"Young Master came just in time, we have already surrounded this bastard!"

"Young Master, the strength of this bastard cannot be underestimated. Young Master, please be careful."

The man in black robe ignored these people at all.

With a wave of his hand, the flame cage that originally bound Zi Ling collapsed in an instant.

"Zi Ling, are you okay?"

The man in black robe said sharply.

"It doesn't matter, but you have to be careful. This guy is different from other prehistoric children. His movement skills are extremely fast!"

As soon as Zi Ling finished speaking, she heard the man in black robe sneer, "I want to see if this guy is as strong as you said!"

He walked up slowly and looked down coldly.

"It seems that the culprit of all this is you."

Zhang Yan's voice seemed extremely gloomy.

"The culprit, I don't like this word. You can call it a rule-breaker. After all, I have reopened a passage to the big world of the universe, and it is also the fastest passage! It stands to reason that you should address me with respect. For the pioneers!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in black robe laughed loudly.

"Pioneer, Pioneer!"

The crowd began to cheer continuously. In the cheers, these guys seemed to have seen Zhang Yan's corpse turned into powder.

"Pioneer? Are you worthy? You are just an intruder at best."

Zhang Yanhan said in a cold voice. "Huh, what I do is inherently noble and great. This world is always pushed forward by others. If it stagnates, it only means that the current policy and route are wrong."

The man in black robe raised his hands, and the mist instantly vaporized his entire body.

The man in black robe turned into smoke and dust, looking down with cold eyes.

"Zhang Yan, your cultivation is indeed extremely high. However, in this situation, it is difficult for you to do anything alone. Why don't you follow us, your master, your uncle, and even your master? I can handle it as appropriate!"

The man in black robe was somewhat fond of talents, and even his tone of voice softened slightly.

"Boy, listen, our Lord, not only does not feel insulted, but opens the door for convenience. If you don't want to die, kowtow and acknowledge the Lord now."

Zi Ling said in a cold voice.

"Admit your mistake? You occupied our ancient territory, burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil. In the end, you want me to surrender?"

When Zhang Yan said this, he felt that the other party's expression began to solidify.

"Zhang Yan, if you are shameless, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

As the smoke and dust filled the air, the man in black robes suddenly waved his big hand, and a sphere appeared in his palm, like a black hole.

The huge palm force, accompanied by a violent coercion, swept through the space. More jailers could only retreat in unison to avoid such a terrifying move.

The black hole in the palm of your hand continues to swallow everything around you, bending the entire space and time.

Zhang Yanrao had extraordinary concentration, and was still a little shaken by such a terrifying move.

"Such a powerful move, I'm afraid Zhang Yan won't be able to parry it now!"

"A casual move can destroy everything. This Yan is probably out of reach!"

While everyone was excited, they saw that Zhang Yan not only did not react, but instead faced the black hole-like power, and then actually dodged, raised his fist and struck out.

(End of this chapter)