Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1190 Protect Dao Jing Qinglian to the death
  Zhang Yan sent the bodies of the four masters back to the hands of the alchemist disciples.

Then, without stopping for a moment, he confronted the man in black robe.

To him, the man in black robe was the culprit who killed Patriarch Hongjun!
  "Zhang Tianzun, Zhang Yan! Don't you think too highly of yourself? How about it? My ancestor was slaughtered, and all the helpers he brought were also killed by me. How can you still have the face to talk about being invincible?"

The man in black robe laughed wildly.

"Invincible? I, Zhang Yan, have never felt that I am invincible. What's more, there are so many capable people and strangers in this world."

Zhang Yan stood up with his hands fluttering, and there seemed to be no emotion in his voice.

"Well, Zhang Yan, my master died for you, and there were five others who died in response to you. You didn't have any trouble at all. You are indeed known for your hard-hearted heart!"

The man in black robe is now starting to attack his heart.

"You can say whatever you want, but you must show your sadness on your face." Zhang Yan stood up with his hands fluttering, "I only know that ending you is the best way to repay them!"

As soon as these words came out, more than a hundred alchemists all drank!

"That's right! Zhang Tianzun, please avenge our master!"

"revenge!"

"revenge!"

The sounds came and went, which seemed extremely ear-piercing.

People from various tribes in the wild began to raise their arms and shout.

"Interesting, interesting! Zhang Yan, I have to say that these rabble-rousers have indeed become more cohesive under your leadership, but garbage is garbage! This is an unchangeable fact!" The man in black robe gave a big hand Swinging, the black giant sword reappeared again, and it was even more violent and soul-shaking than before.

Zhang Yan shook his head, "If we persist in our stubbornness, so what if we are just a mob? When countless ants gather together, they can kill an elephant. What's more, you are not an elephant. At best, you are just a giant. Just like a hyena next to me."

The man in black robe laughed loudly, "Zhang Yan, I'll just let you say a few more words. Anyway, you won't have a chance to survive today!"

"You are the one who cannot survive today! Look what you have done to the prehistoric times! You think that your tragic experience can atone for your own sins, but you are just deceiving yourself!"

Zhang Yan's voice slowly became louder.

Even more exciting!
  "I just want to survive under the pressure of my three brothers! Am I wrong?"

Amid the wild laughter, the man in black robe began to cry again, hiding his face and crying loudly!

"It's ridiculous! Just for your own selfish desires, how many people have you killed? Do these people deserve to die!" Zhang Yan waved his sleeves, and three fierce swords were already hanging in the air!
  The man in black robe began to change from crying to sneering.

"Do you know what you are talking about? Do you know what the real iron law of this world is? You are so high up in the world, don't you still understand the laws of operation of this world and this universe?"

The man in black robe began to question frantically.

"I may not know, but I definitely don't approve of your approach!" Zhang Yan waved his sleeves, "Your laws conflict with my beliefs, so between you and me, we can only speak with swords. !”

"I don't need your approval for what I'm doing. As the saying goes, one general can make a thousand bones dry! These killings and all these disasters are actually just creating a strong man. A strong man is enough to unify the entire universe! No need. Second, anyone who stands in my way will eventually perish! This is my law, my iron law, what I have always believed in!"

(End of this chapter)