Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 521 [Network Formation, Complete Killing]

Swish swish swish~
  All the weapons seemed to be controlled by war gods, and they were constantly fighting with the inexplicable demon gods in mid-air.

In the space of three breaths, the phantoms of the demon gods disappeared from the sky and the earth, leaving only tens of thousands of golden weapons shining in the air.

It can be vaguely seen that these weapons form a large network formation that covers the sky and the sun.

"Fellow Taoist Creation, why haven't you come out to see me now that things have happened?"

Zhang Yan's voice was like a rolling wave, plowing through every space here.

Wow~
  A huge blood-red eye occupied half of the sky, with bloodthirsty colors surging in it, staring closely at Zhang Yan.

"The day has finally come. Let me see the truth. Talking is useless!"

The giant blood-colored eyes began to be filled with bloodshot eyes.

Boom~
  A burst of blood-red energy spurted out, leaving behind a pitch-black crack in space, shooting out with a breath that would destroy the world.

Zhang Yan smiled helplessly, his spiritual power circulated around his body, and he waved his hand and spread a golden light shield.

bang~
  The bloody beam hit the energy mask hard, but the mask did not move at all.

The giant blood-colored eyes suddenly swayed slightly, followed by an overwhelming energy beam.

The ground around Zhang Yan suddenly suffered a violent blow, and deep pits of ten thousand feet appeared on the ground. The blood-red energy in them was still eroding the earth.

The breath of destruction filled every land in Mount Sumeru.

Hong Yi, who was hiding secretly in Xumi Mountain, stared at the scene in front of him in stunned silence.

He originally thought that he was invincible in this world, but looking at it now, he found that it was far from enough.

"Is this the power of heaven?"

Hong Yi was deeply shocked. His originally impetuous heart immediately calmed down, and he developed a strong desire for this power.

At this moment, Zhang Yan noticed the change in Hong Yi's mentality and nodded slightly. Originally, Zhang Yan thought that Hong Yi would need a hundred years to deal with matters in the Chinese mainland, but in fact, Hong Yi had already done everything to perfection thirty years ago.

But perhaps it was precisely because of Zhang Yan's intervention that Hong Yi did not encounter too many setbacks, which led to some mental problems.

And Zhang Yan just wanted to continue this battle and let Hong Yi see the gap between him and the way of heaven in this world.

If this were not the case, Zhang Yan would have already dealt with the law of heaven in this world.

"Fellow Taoist Creation, if you have any other skills, use them together. I will convince you that you have lost." Zhang Yan didn't care at all about Tiandao's counterattack.

For Tiandao, death is definitely the last thing he wants to face, and currently Zhang Yan has not revealed his intention to completely kill him.

Therefore, this incarnation of Fang Tiandao, Taoist Creation, is definitely not ready to fight to the death.

Boom~
  What responded to Zhang Yan were beams of energy that destroyed the heaven and earth.

"I say, you will perish!"

The ruthless voice of Taoist Creation echoed between heaven and earth, and Zhang Yan keenly felt the rejection of him by this world.

A series of murmuring sounds appeared in Zhang Yan's ears, constantly trying to disturb Zhang Yan's mind.

"Hmph! A little trick."

Zhang Yan shook his head disdainfully.

"Taoist Creation, exert your final effectiveness!"

Zhang Yan's body suddenly turned into a golden giant that stretched across the sky and the earth, with his feet stepping on the void, his head pointing toward the sky, his expression indifferent.

"From now on, the world here is going to change."

(End of this chapter)