Seeing the man with such a strong imperial aura, many people couldn't help but twitch their teeth and hissed.
Prince Dong, he is also a very famous figure in the ancient world. He was once conferred by the Zixiao Palace as the first male immortal in the ancient world. His limelight was unparalleled for a while, almost lighting up the entire ancient world.
Unexpectedly, after so many years, he is still alive.
After all, according to rumors, he had already been killed by Demon Emperor Donghuang Taiyi.
"Prince Dong?
You're lucky, you didn't die in that battle?"
Demon Emperor Donghuang Taiyi looked at Duke Dong and frowned. A strange light flashed in his stern eyes and said.
After all, back then he teamed up with his eldest brother Di Jun and beat each other to death.
The sudden appearance really surprised him.
"Haha, it can be said that I am lucky. I am indeed alive and have been hiding in the wilderness."
Prince Dong smiled faintly and looked at the Demon King, with an extremely cold and cold look in his eyes.
If it hadn't been for the other party having the Chaos Clock and Di Jun by his side, it would still be unknown who would live and who would die.
However, too many years have passed, and now is not the time to settle accounts with Donghuang Taiyi, so he only turned his eyes to Lin Han and said nothing more.
Donghuang Taiyi nodded silently and couldn't help but sigh slightly. The change that year had affected too many ancient secrets.
Not only did the demon clan and the witch clan not die together and disappear into the wilderness, but even some of the damned people did not die.
At this time, the atmosphere above Buzhou Mountain became extremely tense. Donghuang Taiyi, Zhen Yuanzi, Minghe Ancestor, Dongwang Gong, plus a group of strong men who appeared in the dark without showing up, made this place...
The atmosphere became extremely oppressive.
Many primitive creatures couldn't help but tremble, and seemed to be unable to breathe.
How many years have passed, these characters from ancient times have reappeared, which is really shocking.
"You all want to get my Kaitian Nine Styles inheritance?"
Lin Han glanced at the powerful experts who looked down at him with indifferent expressions one by one, and smiled casually, with a cold air on his face.
At the same time, I couldn't help but sigh slightly in my heart, feeling a little helpless.
It is true that wealth is not revealed in vain, and it was also very useful in the prehistoric times.
If he had known that the appearance of Kaitian Nine Styles would cause such a big disturbance in the ancient times, he would not have revealed it.
I really feel like crying right now.
After all, no matter how perverted he is, it's impossible for him to be able to do so many great things.
Their names are all extremely heavy in history.
"If you can't keep the Nine Kaitian Styles, hand them over."
Ancestor Styx had messy hair and scarlet eyes, like two rubies, shining with a chilling air, and said with a cold smile.
Behind him, there were two divine swords crossed on his back, clanking, exuding a terrifying murderous aura, as if they had slaughtered countless creatures.
These are the two killing swords of the famous Abi Yuantu.
"Yes, if you hand it over honestly, we can agree to let you leave the wilderness safely and return to your original world."
Prince Dong also curled up his lips with a sneer and said indifferently.
He has always had the ambition to unify the ancient world, but unfortunately he did not have enough energy back then, but now, he finally has hope, and naturally he will not miss it.
After all, with the Nine Forms of Kaitian, a strong person at their level will definitely be able to make further progress.
At that time, in the prehistoric times, one could almost be said to be invincible.
Zhen Yuanzi was surrounded by white mist. He had a kind smile on his face and did not speak. However, the meaning of victory on his face was self-evident.
Obviously, under the temptation of the Nine Open Heaven Styles, even his detached and light nature cannot escape the vulgarity.
After all, this is what the great god Pangu left behind, and its origins are too amazing.
Donghuang Taiyi stood on the spot with his hands behind his hands, his whole body was surrounded by waves of imperial energy, and he was also very restful.
No matter what, as long as Lin Han hands over the Nine Forms of Kaitian, he has great hope of snatching them away. His reputation as the number one in combat power among saints is not false.
Seeing their aggressive looks, Lin Han couldn't help but frown.
"What should we do now?"
At that moment, he smiled bitterly in his heart and asked Hongdao.
"It is indeed a bit dangerous. This space and time has been fixed by their powerful aura. In other words, if you want to break through the space and travel through the long river of time, you will not be able to leave."
Hong Ye sighed softly and said helplessly.
In fact, as a descendant, Lin Han traveled back through time to the prehistoric times, which had a huge advantage.
It means that you can travel back through time to future generations at any time and anywhere.
The creatures here have to pay a huge price if they want to chase the past and travel to the future.
Not to mention, giant-level existences like them, even higher-level, dazzling saints, would not dare to try it easily.
But now that time and space are imprisoned, Lin Han cannot return to the future world, which is naturally a big trouble for him.
"It doesn't matter, the worst case scenario is that we have to fight with them."
Lin Han clenched his palms slightly, and his eyes suddenly became sharp. Since retreating was not possible, he could only fight hard.
Although under normal circumstances, it is indeed impossible for him to defeat the four powerful men from the ancient world, but after all, he has the ancient sword-making furnace and can use it to enhance his aura. After dealing with them for a while, it won't be a problem.
Then we'll think of a way to see if we can find an opportunity to shuttle back.
Sighing softly in his heart, Lin Han lamented that the prehistoric times were indeed too dangerous. It seemed that if he did not practice the Nine Kaitian Styles to a certain level, he would still be unsafe in the prehistoric times.
"Haha, kid, have you thought about it clearly?"
Seeing the constant changes in Lin Han's face, Donghuang Taiyi thought that Lin Han had compromised. He couldn't help but smile a little, and said to Lin Han teasingly.
Lin Han also smiled, but his expression was slightly sarcastic and said: "There are so many of you, even if I hand over the Nine Kaitian Styles, who should I hand them over to?"
Prince Dong, Zhen Yuanzi, Ancestor Minghe, and Taiyi Donghuang couldn't help but change their expressions.
However, Ancestor Minghe was more alert. He stared at Lin Han and said with a sarcastic smile: "Boy, at this juncture, don't play these low-level tricks. Hand over the Nine Opening Styles. Otherwise, be careful. I will make you alive today."
It’s better to die.”
After saying that, he choked and pulled out the two killing swords of Abiyuantu from his back. The dark red sword body spread out a compelling killing intent, and the entire nearby land seemed to have entered the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month.
Many strong men couldn't help but tremble slightly. The two killing swords of Ah Bi Yuan Tu gave people a really strong sense of oppression.
