Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1180 Zhang Yan arrives to turn the tide
  Those guys who originally wanted to move on, all stopped where they were.

"These people's Qi cannot sense the flow at all."

"We have already lost eight of our generals. We, we..."

At this moment, Ziling had jumped to the top of Zixiao Palace.

"A bunch of trash fish, now I'll give you a chance to survive!"

The sound of purple water chestnuts is like cold pond water, cold to the bone.

"Hmph, you old goblin, do you think we just compromised like this?"

"Old goblin, I don't know what kind of magic you have cast, but I don't believe you can stop all of us!"

"Everyone, charge!"

Although these guys had quite loud voices, no one dared to step forward and die even if they said the word 'charge'.

"Oh? What's wrong? Are you all a bunch of cowards? Aren't you going to charge? Come on! Those who are not afraid of death, come up and die!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone took a few steps back again.

"Your old man Hongjun has been subdued by my lord. What do you think you have any chance?"

Zi Ling dodged and stood up in the air, "You have only one way to avoid death now, and that is to kneel in front of the Juntian Pillar and kowtow ten times!"

Speaking of this, Zi Ling said jokingly, "No, it's not enough. You must say, Mr. Hongjun, you are such a waste!"

"Damn, this crazy bitch is bullying people too much! I can't swallow this! Fight!"

The speaker was a powerful person from the Qiongqi clan. He raised his hands and gestured back and forth with his fingertips. However, before he could finish the gesture, his head actually fell to the ground!
  "Huh? Who else wants to take action?" Zi Ling looked down with a cold look on her face.

"The way these bastards cast spells is extremely weird. We were killed before our spells were even used. When they released their spells, it seemed as if they could do it without any magic spells or formulas!" "That's right, how can we manage?"

When everyone was in trouble, the heads of more than ten people were chopped off directly!
  When the blood spurts out, they are helpless!
  "Garbage is garbage. I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it!"

Zi Ling raised her big hand and raised the corner of her mouth slightly, "As long as my hand rises and falls again, some of you will definitely die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the masters of the major tribes rushed forward with swords in hand!

At that time, there were countless people who crossed the line!
  But, at this moment, countless black thunders fell directly on everyone’s heads!

"Lefa·Blue Thunder Shield!"

As soon as these words came out, a shroud flashing with thunder and lightning suddenly appeared above everyone's heads!
  As soon as the cover came out, black lightning struck it, but it disappeared directly.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of people rushed out from the dimensional rift.

It was Zhang Yan and the Maple Leaf Villa group!

"Zhang Yan? I didn't expect that you really dared to come! And you brought so many people with you!"

Zi Ling raised the corners of her mouth slightly and laughed wildly.

"The rabble? I'm afraid I don't know who is the rabble!" Zhang Yan gestured, and a complete six-pointed star formation suddenly appeared on the top of the sky!
  Moreover, this formation appeared without any warning!

"Array: Star Break!"

The owner of the village waved his hand, and the talisman floated on the sky like sparks!
  Zhang Yan twisted his neck and said, "I'll give you ten breaths of time to decide whether to surrender or die!"

"You think you can fight us by recruiting some alchemists? Are you thinking too much?" As Zi Ling sneered, the two evil spirits, black and white, stood up directly.

(End of this chapter)