When Zuo Chen came here again, he saw endless buildings appearing in succession.
Within every pavilion, there is a powerful aura of Yuan warriors, and there are countless terrifying masters practicing and retreating there.
Deep in the depths of countless buildings, a huge and magnificent palace stands. There are mysterious auras floating around the hall, and shocking fluctuations burst out, covering this place all the time. Just standing here, you can feel it.
Invisible pressure.
This is the Prehistoric Holy Palace, now the number one holy land for cultivation in the prehistoric human world.
Compared with the newly born Prehistoric Holy Palace in the past, everything is completely different now. After this force dominated the prehistoric human world, I don't know how much stronger it has become.
After some random sensing with his telekinesis, Zuo Chen probably understood that the number of warriors in the entire Great Desolate Holy Palace was probably no less than ten million.
Just imagine the current Immortal Zhenwu Palace. Even though it has undergone many developments and transformations under Zuo Chen's command, and the total number of disciples and disciples is only a million, the number of masters in the Prehistoric Holy Palace is actually ten times that of the Immortal Zhenwu Palace.
Moreover, some of the lowest disciples in the Immortal Zhenwu Palace are not very strong, but every master in the Prehistoric Holy Palace is extremely powerful.
boom!!!
As soon as Zuo Chen pointed it out, a terrifying force flew across the sky, directly blasting a vast square in front of the Prehistoric Holy Palace into ruins.
"What? Dare you break into the Ancient Holy Palace and seek death?" In an instant, a voice of anger could be heard.
I saw silhouettes rising into the sky one after another, and various killing auras emerged and penetrated the sky.
"If you don't want to die, just stay away." Zuo Chen's eyes were cold.
He came to overthrow the Prehistoric Holy Palace, but it was not for pure killing. He was not yet a god of death.
However, if some people don't have eyesight, then it's no wonder.
A large number of masters came with sneers, and various ancient Yuan arts passed through the void, killing Zuo Chen. However, in the blink of an eye, Zuo Chen waved his hand, and all these ancient Yuan arts were shattered and turned into pure
The energy dissipates between heaven and earth.
"I really don't know how much I weigh." Zuo Chen said coldly.
He stepped in the air, flicked his fingers to cover the sky, and slashed across the sky with a finger that defied the sky. The power of his fingers instantly drove away thousands of top masters from the Ancient Holy Palace. Regardless of their own strength, none of them could stop Zuo Chen's attack.
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These masters, whose murderous and fighting intentions were soaring into the sky, were now calmer. They did not dare to step forward directly, but frowned and looked over.
"Who are you?" A middle-aged man's voice boomed.
Before Zuo Chen could respond, someone suddenly lost his voice: "Master of Immortal Zhenwu Hall... Zuo Chen? Impossible, aren't you already dead?"
"The heaven and the earth will perish but I will not perish, the sun and the moon will decay but I will be immortal. If I don't want to die, who in the world can kill me?" Zuo Chen glanced at the group of people.
As soon as the words "Zuo Chen" and "Shadow of the Famous Tree" appeared, no one could calm down, and a strong look of fear emerged in everyone's eyes.
Zuo Chen's unexpected return was a big event that shocked the entire human world. No one will forget Zuo Chen's extremely brilliant achievements. In those two battlefields, Zuo Chen faced countless young people from the human world and the celestial world.
The most powerful prodigy has won the Supreme Throne of Kowloon. What kind of peerless grace is that?
Returning now and daring to break into this place proves that this person is absolutely sure, otherwise he would not have come to a place like the Prehistoric Holy Palace to die at this time.
In the blink of an eye, Zuo Chen took action again. The Ten Directions Heavenly Sword evolved into a sword of ten thousand feet, and flew across the air, directly locking on the most magnificent building in the front: the Prehistoric Holy Palace.
The moment the sword energy struck the prehistoric holy palace, a ripple of heaven and earth appeared, directly dissolving the sword energy.
Then, with the ancient holy palace as the center, countless mysterious lights rose into the sky in all directions, including runes, formations, and energy...
Countless rays of light converged into a huge formation of heaven and earth. This formation took shape on its own, guarding the land within it.
"Huh? It's interesting." Zuo Chen narrowed his eyes.
The formations of the Prehistoric Holy Palace are not limited to the rune formations, but can also condense other different powers.
However, all this is false and everything will come to nothing.
Without the emergence of a power of the level of the Son of Time, no one would be able to stop his progress today.
With his mind spinning, Zuo Chen killed him with another sword.
Pure and tyrannical power exploded, and his own will was integrated into the Ten Directions Heavenly Sword. The power of this sword was enough to kill many ancestral masters in an instant.
Even though this heaven-defying formation was extremely powerful, it was still affected at this moment, and a corner of the formation was directly shattered by Zuo Chen.
At this time, inside the Prehistoric Holy Palace, an old man stepped out, his eyes like thunder and lightning, and immediately focused on Zuo Chen: "Is it you?"
This old man is the ancestor of Xuanhuang, one of the three ancestors of the Prehistoric Holy Palace. In the past, he had some moderate relationship with Zuo Chen, but everything has long since disappeared with the passage of time. The relationship between them has long been
Standing on the opposite side.
"Of course it's me, the ancestor of Xuanhuang. I, Zuo Chen, don't have much thought about the birth of the Prehistoric Holy Palace. Your power has been inherited for so long that I don't even know how many different eras it has gone through. From a certain perspective,
Yan, you can be regarded as a hero who protects the prehistoric human world. However, you are asking for trouble by provoking me, Zuo Chen. You actually took advantage of my absence to deal with my Immortal Zhenwu Palace. Very good. After today, the Prehistoric Holy Palace will be destroyed."
Zuo Chen's voice was loud. He didn't want to make false remarks and just got straight to the point.
The ancestor of Xuanhuang's face became a little ugly, but he did not change his face for a moment: "Zuo Chen, the world is irreversible. Our Prehistoric Holy Palace, suppressing this world now is not a bad thing, but a good thing. Only by gathering strength together
, Only in this way can we survive the catastrophe and deal with the great threats posed by the prehistoric heaven and the prehistoric earth."
"Really?" Zuo Chen glanced at the Ancestor of Xuanhuang with a mocking look: "Countless powerful people from your Primordial Holy Palace are cultivating here with peace of mind, while other major forces, including the top masters from our Immortal Zhenwu Palace, go to the dark void battlefield.
Fight internally and survive the catastrophe, is this how you survive?"
"Those people don't understand the general trend and are rebellious. Naturally, they have to go through some experiences and hardships before they understand how important it is for everyone to come together." The ancestor of Xuanhuang said calmly.
"You have a rebellious heart? Hahaha, what a big joke. Do you really regard your prehistoric Holy Palace as the commander-in-chief of the era and the palace among the secular people? If the people of the world do not surrender to you and do not act according to your wishes, that is
Are you angry?" Zuo Chen laughed wildly.
The Ancestor of Xuanhuang glanced over and said: "You are right to say that. You should also understand the four words of the general trend of the world, and know how to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune. It is also a good thing for a young genius like you to return. I can forgive you.
Your reckless move today may even allow you to join the Prehistoric Holy Palace and become an elder-level existence, with supreme status."
"Old man, have I given you face?" Hearing that the ancestor of Xuanhuang was so shameless, Zuo Chen could no longer hold back his anger and murderous intent: "I would like to see how much heritage the Prehistoric Holy Palace has."
The war sword broke through the air and struck at the ancestor of Xuanhuang in an instant. This sword was like destroying the sky and the earth. It could penetrate the sky, the sun and the moon, and kill all tangible and intangible existences.
The moment the sword energy entered the front, he saw the sleeves of the Xuanhuang Ancestor waving, and a sky-shattering energy erupted from the inside of the Great Desolate Holy Palace. It collided head-on with Zuo Chen's sword, and actually neutralized Zuo Chen's blow again.
"You just control a sacred law." The ancestor of Xuanhuang said this again.
The implication is that there are too many existences that control one kind of sacred law in this era, but masters of this level are nothing. Even mastering several sacred laws is not enough, unless you are a child of the times.
Obviously, no matter how strong Zuo Chen's aura is at this moment, it has nothing to do with the four words "son of the times".
I could only hear the ancestor of Xuanhuang waving his arms: "Where is the prehistoric war general? Kill him!"
With one sentence spoken, countless powerful and unparalleled auras burst out in the Bafang Land, like huge waves, rushing towards Zuo Chen crazily.
Zuo Chen unexpectedly saw hundreds of thousands of Yuan warriors appearing in the Primordial Holy Palace as the center. Even with each breath, this number increased at a terrifying speed, reaching millions in the blink of an eye.
, in the end, eight million figures appeared, densely packed in the center of the void, just like locusts, making people's scalp numb.
And what is particularly terrifying is that every master has entered the ancestral realm. Eight million ancestral masters?
In the past era, let alone the prehistoric human world, even in the three major worlds of prehistoric heaven, prehistoric human world, and prehistoric earth realm, the number of ancestor masters was probably far less than the terrifying number of eight million.
This is simply frightening, and makes any Yuan warrior crawl, tremble, and fear. How come so many ancestral masters all serve for the Prehistoric Holy Palace?
"Did you see it? This is the power and foundation of my ancient holy palace." The ancestor of Xuanhuang said indifferently: "I know that you are arrogant and arrogant. You rely on your own talents and never take anyone seriously. However,
, that was in the past, it has passed. Nowadays, geniuses like you can be found in large numbers in the world."
"Oh!" Zuo Chen exclaimed. Although he was surprised, he was just shocked by this number.
Eight million ancestors? It's just a group of ants. In the face of absolute power, doubling this number is just a joke. He knew that this ancestor of Xuanhuang was deliberately showing the heritage of the Prehistoric Holy Palace, but Zuo Chen
But it is clear that the reason why this kind of strength can suppress a world depends on the children of the seven eras in the past. Only the top and most powerful beings are the core and pillars of a force's true foundation.
Represents quality.
Zuo Chen was too lazy to continue talking nonsense. In his body, the power of the sacred law of equality of all living beings completely burst out. In the blink of an eye, it had already overwhelmed the vast space and spread forward... (To be continued)