Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1182 The situation reverses and the two evil spirits die
  Not only that, the guys from Maple Leaf Villa can completely fight one-on-one when they get here. It can be said that the guys from the Dark World have been completely entangled by these alchemists.

Ziling and Black and White have retreated to the statue of Sanqing, looking depressed.

What's even more frightening is that Zhang Yan, who can transform the three pure beings in one breath, holds three different fierce swords in each hand. The pressure is so strong that it makes people shake their souls.

"I really shouldn't have let you go in the first place!" Zi Ling was annoyed.

"Let me go? Do you have the ability to stop me?" Zhang Yan shouted, and the black and white evil spirits died directly under the Guili sword.

Zhang Yan, who was as majestic as a god, stood in the sky, and the only thing pointed at by his long sword was Zi Ling.

Everyone in Maple Leaf Villa became more and more courageous as they fought. At this moment, more than a hundred people in the dark world were completely killed by the alchemists of Maple Leaf Villa!

The war situation was improving, and when everyone was preparing to attack Huanglong and rescue Ancestor Hongjun, the entire Zixiao Palace began to shake crazily.

"what happened?"

"I don't know. It feels like the earth's veins have been affected?"

"How is it possible to move the earth's veins? Is it possible that it's calamity measurement?"

While he was speaking, an extremely violent force surged up from the ground!

Everyone felt their hearts trembling, and the tiles above their heads began to turn into dust and smoke like flying catkins!
  The Qi visible to the naked eye actually began to gather toward the northeast!
  "It's the Heavenly Prison Lock that has been activated!" Zhang Yan shouted violently, and with one move, he grabbed Zi Ling's throat!

"Ahem! Boy, you are so rude to me, what do you want from me?"

Zi Ling's voice is boneless and extremely charming.

But, who is Zhang Yan? Such Sanskrit sounds have no effect on him at all.

"Is that bastard in the endless sea underground?" Zhang Yan yelled.

"You clearly know, so why bother asking? But if you go there now, what's the use?"

Although Zi Ling was trapped, she was still laughing wildly, "Kill me if you dare."

Zhang Yan's pupils tightened, and for a moment, he thought of the black and white men in front of the wordless sky wall. Killing, or redemption, or is there a paradox in itself?
  These things suddenly seemed like snakes, wrapping around him tightly!

Suddenly, he pushed Zi Ling away. “Refa·Cage!”

Zi Ling was imprisoned by Zhang Yan again.

The owner of the village rushed forward at this time, "Zhang Tianzun, the power of this calamity and the immortal root is surging. You go down first. We can control it here."

"Good work!"

"Go quickly! No need for these false gifts!"

Zhang Yan nodded, dodged, and plunged into the road leading to the Sea of ​​Nothingness.

……

At this time, the sea of ​​nothingness was already filled with violent winds and waves.

Above the sky, there were extremely violent thunder and fire, constantly flowing and roaring.

Ancestor Hongjun in the center of the Heavenly Prison Lock was seen like a cocoon, and he began to use the power of his immortal roots to resolve this calamity.

And in front of him was a man in black robe.

"Now, it's time!"

His hand leaned directly towards Hongjun's Tanzhong point and pulled it casually!
  boom!
  The sky thunder crashed down on the sea surface, and then, there was silence for an instant.

The world was measuring calamity, and at this moment, it fell completely silent.

Between heaven and earth, only the man in black robe holding the luminous object in his hand is still moving and laughing wildly!

"Immortal Root, this is the Immortal Root I dream of! With it, I can compete with those three bastards!"

He held the Immortal Root in his hand, as if he had the whole world under his control.

(End of this chapter)