Ye Bufan took the map and looked at it. Although it was a little crude, the nearest Ascension Hall was clearly marked.
"That's right, get out!"
As soon as these four words were spoken, the bald man and the others immediately turned around and ran away as if they had been granted amnesty.
In Ye Bufan's eyes, these people were like ants, and he didn't bother to pay attention to them. Then he led Xiaoqing and the others towards the Feisheng Palace according to the directions on the map.
The Feisheng Palace is a product of who knows what ancient power. It exists in every heaven, including the prehistoric realm.
It's not much different from the Ascension Hall of the human race. All the surrounding major forces have placed strong men here, waiting to select the ascended clan members.
There are four main tribes near this Feisheng Hall, namely Qingtian, Hongtian, Yuzhu and Baxia.
Each tribe has its own elders stationed here, waiting to select talented people with outstanding qualifications.
Occasionally there are some other small tribes who are not qualified to compete with the four major tribes and can only pick up some leftovers.
On the ascension platform in the main hall, a burst of light flickered, and then a middle-aged man with outstanding appearance appeared in front of everyone.
Lunri Barbarian Emperor Wen Tian stood here, full of excitement.
He was previously the guardian of the barbarian holy mountain in the Kunlun Immortal Realm, and had been guarding it for countless years.
But now that the Holy Lord Barbarian Emperor Jin Mei'er has ascended, the troubles with the monsters have been completely resolved, and the entire tribe has settled down.
As his life span was getting closer and closer, there was no need to stay any longer, so he chose to ascend.
In fact, his talent is extremely high and he has reached the peak of Barbarian Emperor a long time ago. However, he has been suppressing his level in these years and has not ascended.
Thanks to his accumulated experience, his strength is unparalleled, and the sixth level of heavenly tribulation did not pose much difficulty at all.
After being baptized by Xian Lingyun, he has become much younger. He used to have gray hair, but now he has turned into a middle-aged man, with a majestic appearance and extraordinary momentum.
There is no psychic mirror in the Ascension Hall in the Prehistoric Heaven Realm, nor is there any sacred object like the Prehistoric Pearl, so the selection of talented tribesmen can only rely on the eyes of the elders of the major tribes.
When Wen Tian appeared on the ascension platform, the elders of the four major tribes all brightened up.
"I want this person!"
The first one to stand up was Wang Mo, the elder of the Qingtian tribe.
"Why?"
Dong Sen, the elder of the Hongtian tribe, shouted, "I have taken a fancy to this man."
"No need to fight, this person is mine!"
Ma Youqian, the elder of the Yuzhu tribe, and Li Xingba, the elder of the Baxia tribe, also stood up.
They have been squatting here for a long time, but they may not be able to find decent talents. Now they all have their eyes on Wen Tian, and they are all competing for him.
Wang Mo slapped the table: "I took a fancy to this elder first, what are you arguing about?"
"You can't have someone else you like. Are you stronger than me?"
As he spoke, the coercion on Dong Sen suddenly erupted. The two men were equally powerful, both being first-order prehistoric warriors.
"What? Do you still want to compete with me?"
The barbarians were originally tough by nature, and the demon king had a hot temper. He jumped up and a mace appeared in his palm.
In front of so many people, Dong Sen naturally couldn't show weakness, otherwise he would have no face to hang out in the Feisheng Palace in the future.
He flipped his wrist, and a huge machete appeared in his hand.
Seeing the two elders preparing to take action, the remaining two people, Ma Youqian and Li Xingba, stood aside and just watched with cold eyes, without the slightest intention to dissuade them.
The remaining people hid one after another for fear of being harmed.
After all, they are two first-order prehistoric warriors. Their strength is so amazing that they may lose their lives if they come into contact with them.
Gradually, the atmosphere became tense and on the verge of breaking out.
But at this moment, there was a loud bang, and the door of Feisheng Palace was kicked open.
Everyone was shocked. You must know that this is the Feisheng Palace. There are elders from the four major tribes inside. Who dares to make trouble here?
Everyone looked back and saw a young man with a tall and tall figure appearing at the door. On the left was a little lolita, and on the right was an extremely glamorous woman.
"Who is this? Don't you want to live?"
"I have lived for more than a thousand years, and I have never seen anyone dare to kick the door of Feisheng Palace. How brave..."
"Isn't this looking for death? Let's see how the four elders deal with him..."
Just as everyone was talking about it, the young man spoke again.
"Why are you four useless people arguing?"
"Well!"
The jaws of those present were shattered, and everyone was shocked, thinking that this young man was a lunatic for provoking the four elders.
Ye Bufan didn't care about everyone's reaction, he still had a bright smile on his face.
He is here to establish his authority and completely overwhelm these people, and then he can make inquiries easily.
Facing these barbarians, it is important to use big fists. Only with absolute strength can you crush the opponent.
He said calmly: "From now on, you all have to listen to me. If you don't agree, just stand up!"
"Where does this kid come from? How dare he be so arrogant!"
Wang Mo, who was violent by nature, was furious, but did not take action. In his opinion, the boy in front of him was not worthy of his action.
He waved his hand behind him: "Kill him!"
"yes!"
Behind him, a first-order prehistoric soldier agreed and rushed forward waving the iron rod in his hand.
In other people's minds, one ancient soldier was enough to deal with these three ignorant guys in front of them.
Others thought so, even the ancient soldiers thought so, so they rushed out to grab the credit as soon as possible.
His speed is extremely fast, his momentum is like a rainbow, and his power is overwhelming.
Seeing that he was getting closer and closer, the soldiers of the ancient times were a little surprised. Why was this young man so motionless? Could it be that he was scared to death?
That's right, he must have been frightened by his domineering aura!
Just when this guy was triumphantly finding a reason for himself, suddenly a foot appeared in front of him, and then he was kicked out with a bang.
Xiao Qing kicked out and directly kicked the ancient warrior hundreds of feet away, hitting the wall of the hall with a loud bang.
This guy had almost lost most of his life. He was mounted on the wall and couldn't move at all. He was just bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
"Well!"
Everyone was stunned. No one expected that this little loli could be so tyrannical.
Defeating a first-order prehistoric warrior with one move, what kind of strength is this?
"What a waste!"
Seeing his men being beaten like this, Wang Mo became even more angry.
"What are you still doing stupidly? Come on together!"
Behind him were more than a dozen guards from the Primordial Tribe. These people were all first-order Primordial warriors. After receiving the order, they immediately swarmed forward, hoping to defeat the minority with more.
Just as everyone present was wondering whether the little loli could block these guards, banging sounds kept coming, and then figures flew out one after another.
Xiao Qing punched each one and knocked all the guards away, and they were all mounted on the wall.
Ye Bufan had a hint of joking on his face. This little girl was really addicted to the game. She even arranged all the guards neatly in the shape of Tetris.
They were having a great time, while the barbarians present were in an uproar.
Easily defeating so many first-order prehistoric warriors, what kind of strength does this little girl have?
Could it be said that he was a fourth-level prehistoric warrior, or that he was stronger?
