Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 520 [Very stable, swallowed up]

After completely integrating it, Hong Yi has occupied four-tenths of the original power of heaven, and his strength has also increased dramatically.

China Continent, Yijing City.

Because Hong Yi had always been in Yujing City, scholars from all over the world came to make pilgrimages, and eventually Yujing City was renamed Yijing City.

The royal palace of the Daqian Dynasty still exists, and the Daqian Dynasty is becoming more and more prosperous.

Because of the protection of the Yijing Academy, the foundation of the Daqian Dynasty was completely stabilized and no one could overthrow it.

This is something that Emperor Qian Yang Pan didn't even think of.

Da Da Da~
  The ten-person-wide street is crowded with pedestrians, and the streets are full of all kinds of vendors working hard to make a living.

"Cooking cakes, buy cooking cakes~"

“Beef noodles, beef noodles~~”

Su Xiaomu has already become the behind-the-scenes controller of Sanhua Tower, and Sanhua Tower has also become an organization all over the mainland of China.

Countless top-secret messages are received every day.

Su Xiaomu alone controls the entire Sanhua Building, and there are absolutely no secrets in the world for him.

In a box by the window on the second floor of the retail building, Zhang Yan and Hong Yi sat opposite each other.

Zhang Yan was dressed in black, while Hong Yi was dressed in white.

"Master, I'm ready." Hong Yi said respectfully.

Zhang Yan said calmly: "In the past ninety years, I have been suppressing your realm. I know how important a solid foundation is to you."

"However, compared to your accumulation level now, it is almost the same."

Suddenly, invisible energy began to appear around Hong Yi, and torrents of chaos could be faintly seen.

Zhang Yan has been letting Hong Yi adapt to the aura of chaos for decades, and now he is ready for a breakthrough.

shuh~
  The two figures disappeared from the spot.

China Continent, Mount Sumeru. This place is one of the top ten Jedi in the Chinese continent, and no one will come here to explore.

Deep in Mount Sumeru, two figures stood slowly.

"Disciple, hold your breath and concentrate." Zhang Yan said with a calm expression.

Hong Yi's face was full of solemnity, the most important moment in his life was about to come.

If the transition can be smooth, there will no longer be any flaws in his foundation.

Zhang Yan kept walking towards the heights of Mount Sumeru, the look on his face becoming more and more indifferent.

"Fellow Taoist Creation, I'm already here, why don't you come out to greet me!"

Boom~
  As soon as the words fell to the ground, a black thunder and lightning as thick as three people's arms was seen across the void.

As if it was the beginning, streaks of thunder and lightning appeared in the sky.

The golden bull-headed troll phantom stretched across the air, and the dark shadow of Shura appeared like a black hole, and murderous aura filled the entire sky.

"Roar~~~" The unknown demon god roared.

"Jie~Jie~~"

The world seems to have returned to the barbaric period where thousands of peoples lived in an instant. The world is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs.

The phantoms of demon gods kept appearing, staring fiercely at Zhang Yan below, as if they were about to rush out at the next moment.

"Outsiders, why are you so stubborn!"

A cold and ruthless voice appeared in mid-air, with a tone full of judgment.

"Haha!" Zhang Yan chuckled and said, "Fellow Taoist Creation, don't play these fake tricks in front of me. You know they are of no use to me."

Boom~
  Zhang Yan's whole body suddenly glowed with aura, and golden light shot up into the sky.

The golden light turned into all kinds of weapons, including big swords, giant demon-slaying knives, cold light spears of all realms, and war hammers of gods...

(End of this chapter)