Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1192 The Battle of the Fall and the Rule of the Three Kings
  The green lotus is getting bigger and bigger, and the green light has turned everyone's face into pure blue!
  At this moment, those prehistoric people seemed to have sensed the great disaster in the prehistoric world.

Those who were still able to pray actually put their hands together and began to pray.

For a time, extremely weak Zhoutian Qi continued to gather from all over the prehistoric world and began to gather in the direction of Ziwei Palace!

Although this kind of power is extremely small, there are many people!
  This contains the power of the creatures of heaven and earth!

In an instant, the entire Demon Subduing Formation turned into pure gold!
  "Demon Subduing Formation! Start!"

Zhang Yan and his clones stood around the demon-subduing formation and began to activate the demon-subduing formation!
  The man in black robe fell to his knees under the increasingly fierce power.

Above the sky, the endless black energy began to slowly disappear under the pressure of the demon-suppressing formation.

"W-what on earth is going on?"

The man in black robe was completely unable to understand what was happening.

"This is the power you always thought could be used to kill at will."

Zhang Yan squeezed the spell in his hand and formed the demon-suppressing formation, which turned into an extremely terrifying force and suppressed it.

boom! Under such terrifying power, even the man in black robes could not withstand it, and his whole body made a blood-curdling sound of bones breaking!
  "No, it's impossible! It's impossible for my power to be destroyed by the power of these wastes!"

The man in black robe was extremely frightened at this time. He could clearly feel that his power was rapidly passing away.

He can even feel that his immortal roots are being forced out by some unspeakable force!
  "Never underestimate the power of living beings. Their prayers are enough to obliterate the gods in heaven and earth!"

After Zhang Yan finished speaking, he shouted loudly, "Suppress the demons, kill the demons!"

boom!
  As soon as he finished speaking, a series of explosions like thunder came from the golden light!

This series of explosions lasted at least as long as half a stick of incense.

Moreover, this voice seemed to be heard clearly by the entire prehistoric world.

"Won?"   "I don't know, I seem to be slowly losing the sense of that power!"

"Great! We in the ancient world can no longer bear such suffering."

"Two consecutive catastrophes are almost serious enough to wipe out our entire ethnic group. We pray to God for blessings!"

Everyone, start a new prayer.

And while everyone was praying, the mountains, rivers, and vegetation began to slowly return to life.

The earth that had been torn apart began to slowly heal.

The rain began to continuously clean the earth, clean the sky, and clean the turbid dust in the world.

The creatures in the great world began to recover little by little.

They began to kneel down and pray sincerely.

At this time, an extremely green and extremely lush tree grew outside the dilapidated Zixiao Palace.

The tree body is as tall as a mountain!
  This was transformed by ancestor Hongjun to suppress the existence of the black-robed man.

It was transformed to protect the creatures of heaven and earth.

Zhang Yan fell down from the ceiling as if he had lost all strength. When his eyes were slightly closed, he seemed to hear the voices of Taibai, Mu Xuan and others.

However, his body felt heavy, as if it was about to be torn apart by some force, and gradually he could no longer hear any sound in his ears.

Perception also began to dissipate.

At this time, somewhere in the sea of ​​the universe.

(End of this chapter)