The man's tone was cold and ruthless, extremely mean and sarcastic.

"Okay, go back and continue to accept the imprint. Whoever dares to resist will die!"

He took the flying sword and shouted coldly.

Everyone's faces were distorted, and they walked towards the burning ancient cauldron with heavy steps.

The immortals in the sky all showed sarcasm.

"What kind of spiritual roots are not spiritual roots? It's messy, aren't it all the same?"

"Once one day, sentient beings are slaves, now all major holy places have formed four or five camps, all competing for territory, and the world has been abolished."

"You can't say that. After all, there are still giants of blood in the world. Unfortunately, they can't come out, their bodies wither and they can't exert all their strength."

"Even if we come out, what can we do? We are not afraid."

"Yes, there are no talented people in Jiuzhou anymore. Zhang Yuan was one of them some time ago. Unfortunately, he disappeared in a month or two and was probably dead."

They sneered and were above them.

Boom!

Suddenly, the thunder sounded and the sky changed.

The bright clear sky instantly turned into a black color, and the strong wind whistled, as if the wind and rain were about to come.

All the immortals changed their faces and raised their heads.

Amid the rolling clouds, a glowing passage penetrated downwards, and the lightning inside was dazzling, and a golden figure was swooping towards him, with golden lights rising and dazzling, like a golden meteor hitting the earth.

"Someone is crossing the border!"

"How is this possible? Isn't the fairy world ruined? Why are there still people?"

"This... this isn't that Zhang Yuan, right?"

"It's possible, not good, please inform the elder!"

Someone shouted.

Some time ago, Zhang Yuan started a massacre and swallowed three holy sons and several quasi-god kings. His peerless battle record caused a sensation in Jiuzhou. Everyone was afraid of it. Everyone guessed that he was dead.

But unexpectedly he appeared again.

The biggest possibility that Zhang Yuan is the only one who can come from the fairy world.

The group of people immediately wanted to rush away from here and inform their elders.

However, the golden figures in the sky locked them directly, carrying rolling thunder and lightning, penetrated through the dazzling passage, with a blazing aura, terrifying and unpredictable.

It is like an ancient war god coming across the sea of ​​thunder, destined to make the world tremble.

The thunder tribulation in the sky seemed to be able to feel Zhang Yuan's rolling anger, which was even more vast and even more harsh.

Countless thunder and lightning roared down, shaking the earth, and the glow was shining brightly. The entire sky was flooded by lightning. Thick and lightning were like purple dragons, running back and forth, making a deafening roar.

Inside the purple thunder sea, it was like a golden sun falling.

All the tourists in the martial arts world raised their heads and their eyes were stabbed to tears.

They tried hard to open their eyes. Although they couldn't see clearly what the scene inside was, they could hear roughly from the words of the immortals.

It's Zhang Daxia!

Zhang Daxia was not dead and came from the fairy world.

"Sir Zhang!"

Someone shouted.

The rest of the people also shouted, their voices boiling.

Countless people were cheering below.

"Damn it, go!"

The immortals looked even more horrified, cursed angrily, and fled quickly.

"roar…"

Suddenly, a huge roar sounded from the sky, shaking the earth, and the golden light shone brightly, like a prehistoric divine lion, coming across the years.

The huge roar sounded like a sound in everyone's mind, deafening.

Boom!

The sea of ​​thunder in the sky was roared hard by Zhang Yuan, and it was directly shocked and collapsed. The golden sound wave swept across the surroundings, shaking the earth and the space collapsed.

He clearly saw all the scenes below.

Zhang Yuan is truly carrying endless anger.

Puff puff puff!

The immortals who turned around and fled suddenly blew blood and screamed, falling from the sky. The power of the lion roar skills broke the meridians in their bodies, and they smashed them to the ground like scarecrows.

The entire ancient city is shaking.

Ordinary people on the ground covered their ears with great force.

They did not bear the impact of the power of the lion roar, but could hear a huge and deafening sound, but even so, they were shocked and confused, as if drunk.

boom!

Finally, the endless sea of ​​thunder dispersed.

A golden figure fell from the sky, shining brightly, like a golden god, with beating golden flames all over his body, his eyes were cold, and he looked down at the immortals curled up on the ground and howled in pain.

"Zhang Daxia, the real Zhang Daxia!"

"Hiss Zhang, you are finally back!"

Countless tourists from the world were excited and their eyes were red.

"Those who offend my Kyushu will die!"

Zhang Yuan's tone was cold and he stared at the group of immortals with a painful expression.

"No, let's spare us."

They said in horror and pain.

boom!

Zhang Yuan raised his palm and a huge light palm appeared in the air, shining brightly in gold, covering dozens of meters in a radius, thick and heavy, extremely ferocious, and slapped at everyone.

Tathagata's Divine Palm!

Dong!

The whole earth began to shake, as if the earth had moved. A layer of golden ripples rolled in all directions, and countless buildings were destroyed in an instant.

All seven or eight immortals were slapped to death by one blow, without any resistance.

These people are only at the sixth level.

However, Zhang Yuan has truly entered the God King.

This is not the same level at all.

A huge five-finger mark appeared on the ground instantly, which was hideous and terrifying, and was pitch black and bottomless.

Merit value +2000

"snort."

At this time, a cold sound suddenly came from all directions, and the murderous intent swept towards the place like a tide. All ordinary people felt the body was cold and the flesh and blood were tingling, as if they were suddenly stolen by singchi.

Their faces were pale and they showed horror, and they hurriedly used their internal forces to resist.

Whoosh!

A flying sword flew through the air, reaching the extreme, like lightning, directly hitting Zhang Yuan's eyebrows.

Zhang Yuan shouted loudly, pulled out the Xueyin Knife, and slashed directly at the flying sword.

clang!

Mars burst out, and a muffled sound came out, and the flying sword was shattered on the spot.

puff!

But at this moment, another flying sword hit his back like lightning, but it was directly blocked by the Taoist robe. Zhang Yuan only felt a numbness on his back and was not injured at all.

His eyes turned cold and he turned around like lightning.

The terrifying and bright sword aura slashed directly on the flying sword, and with a click, it shattered the flying sword on the spot.

"Master, please wait on the ground for a while, and your disciple will come to accompany you right away."

Zhang Yuan's tone was a little chill, and he put the sloppy old Taoist down from his shoulders and threw it to everyone.

"So scary, so scary."
To be continued...