Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1201 Standing with hands behind hands running around
  "As if this is my problem?" Zhang Yan stood with his hands behind his hands, not looking at the light pillar at all, but at the souls that filled the sky like thick clouds.

Those souls kept surging, rising, and began to wail crazily, but they didn't know where to hide, so they could only run around, waiting for the last moment to arrive.

"Boy, are you really not willing to help?" Ming Tianzun seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, and the soul tower began to crack crazily.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yan immediately landed less than two meters away from the light pillar.

"Boy! Don't act nonsense, that light is enough to obliterate your soul!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ming Tianzun had already discovered that Zhang Yan had completely inserted his palm into it!

"How is that possible?" Ming Tianzun was as shocked as when the seal was shattered.

Immediately afterwards, the guards who caught up sighed in disbelief.

"This beam of light is full of violent coercion and has the power to obliterate the soul. Even those who have reached the realm of dustlessness will still be unable to compete with it!"

"Is this guy's strength already above the Wuchen Realm?"

"What is the realm above the dust-free realm?"

While everyone sighed, they saw that not only did Zhang Yan not receive any punishment from the holy light, the holy light even began to circulate around Zhang Yan like a pet!
  Seeing this, all the guards and soldiers were trembling with fear.

"This, this holy light is actually trying to please this kid!"

"Who is this guy? Even the Holy Light is so close to him!"

"Even if our Lord comes, I'm afraid he won't be able to do this!"

While he was talking, nine golden dragons suddenly appeared above the zenith!

The golden dragon pulled a crimson car, tearing apart the sky and soul, and rushed down. When everyone saw this, they immediately knelt down!
  "Welcome, Your Majesty!"

Suddenly, more and more people lowered their heads and began to pay their respects.

"Everyone, get up! Who can explain what is going on?"

I saw this man wearing a black robe, with a black aura on his face, holding a huge magic bead in his palm, and a huge book hanging on his waist. He looked somewhat similar to Yama in the ancient world.

This man is none other than the Lord of Hunchuan, also known as the King of Black Hell, Ye Shu!
  When Ye Shu saw this, his eyebrows rose crazily, as if even he couldn't believe that someone could challenge the power of the Holy Light head-on.

"My lord, I was careless!" Ming Tianzun's soul tower was already in a state of collapse, and his muscles were bulging, as if he was about to explode at any moment.

"Are you careless? This Yuheng has been broken. Do you think you can repair it with your own strength?" Ye Shu snorted coldly.

In fact, Ming Tianzun never knew it, but now he is also riding a tiger with difficulty.

"Lord, I made a big mistake because I was belligerent. I beg you to punish me! It's just that there are so many souls. I..."

Ming Tianzun immediately vomited out a mouthful of old blood.

"So many souls? So what?"

Ye Shu sneered and opened his hands, "Why are there trillions of souls in Hunchuan? They have long been overwhelmed. How can these souls matter?"

"But!"

Before Ming Tianzun could finish speaking, Ye Shu waved his hand directly, "There's no need to fight for this kind of thing. You'd better save your life and kill that bastard!"

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