Chapter 2569: Two demon soldiers

All the members of the Qingluan tribe stared at the runes that disappeared in front of them, and they had nothing else in their minds except for the disappearance of so many ghosts and crows!
Obviously at the previous moment, the Sky Ghost Crow clan pushed them into desperate situation, and would bring them the disaster of destruction.
But I didn't expect that the next moment, all the ghosts and crows would be wiped out in an instant!
Everything, just because a person appeared.
The members of the Qingluan tribe couldn't help looking at Zhang Ziling in the sky, their bodies trembling slightly.
In this world, everyone's sight seems to be him.
How strong is he?
No one can think of it.
"you you……"
Qing Luan also looked at Zhang Ziling straightforwardly, his mind was in a mess, he didn't know how to describe his current mood, and couldn't say a word.
At this moment, besides the shock, she was still shocked.
"Okay, the crisis is resolved, and these two leaders are left. We will deal with them later."
Zhang Ziling pulled Tiansha and Qingyue in front of him, used runes to seal their meridians, and then threw them to Taiqingling.
Tai Qingling swallowed Tiansha and Qingyue with the breath of chaos, and asked, "Ziling, is there the magic soldier you want here?"
"Ok."
Zhang Ziling looked at the enchantment slowly opening in front, the smile at the corner of his mouth could not be concealed anyway.
"I feel the breath of the Nine Heavens Devil Orb and Heaven Devil Scroll, they are all here."
Under the attention of everyone, Zhang Ziling landed beside Qingluan Prophet's Dongfu, waiting for the prophet in the Dongfu to come out.
"My lord... the cave mansion in front is the place where our prophet breathes."
Seeing Zhang Ziling's behavior at the entrance of the Prophet's Dongfu, Qingluan quickly recovered, and fell behind Zhang Ziling with Tai Qingling.
Although Qingluan is the patriarch of the Qingluan clan, in fact...the prophet is the one with the highest power in the Qingluan clan.
Even if Qingyue chooses to betray the Qingluan clan, in essence he hates the prophet for not choosing him.
Boom!
A long and sacred bell sounded from the cave. All the Qingluan people were startled at first, then a solemn color appeared on their faces, and they began to bow in the direction of the cave.
Qing Luan was no exception, standing behind Zhang Ziling, quickly knelt down.
The bell reverberated in the air, and soon penetrated the barrier, spread to all parts of the first heaven, and rang in the ears of every Qingluan tribe.
The bell rang by the prophet was named Changle.
The ringing of the Changle bell means that the Prophet Qingluan will step down in the future, and the next prophet will be selected for the Qingluan tribe to continue to the Qingluan tribe.
A group of Qingluan people didn't understand why the Prophet would ring the Changle Bell at this time, but as long as the bell rang, no matter where the Qingluan people were, they all had to face the Prophet.
This is the highest etiquette of the Qingluan tribe to prophets, and it is also a tradition passed down by the Qingluan tribe since ancient times.
Soon, Zhang Ziling and Tai Qingling were the only ones left in the audience standing on the spot, watching the dark cave in front.
There is a special kind of spar in this cave, and the existence of those spars disrupts all energy, and even light cannot penetrate it.
Before the prophet came out, Zhang Ziling could not forcefully spy on the situation inside.
Boom! ! !
Once again, the Changle bell came out, and this time it was not a simple bell, but also carried the atmosphere of the Heaven Demon Scroll and the Nine Heaven Demon Race.
"This is the breath of honor!"
Qingluan was shocked, the breath that came out of the cave was the most precious breath that his Qingluan clan had inherited since ancient times!
Although the selected prophets in the past dynasties are the pinnacle of power in the clan, they cannot leave the prophet's cave for life except when they leave office, in order to protect the treasure of the Qingluan clan.
On weekdays, the prophet’s orders will be announced through the spirit body derived from the treasure. Therefore, the Qingluan people also call the spirit body the honorable, the spokesperson of the prophet.
‘This kind of strong aura, the Prophet must have brought the treasure out... Could it be that the Prophet intends to give them the treasure of my clan? ’
Qing Luan quietly glanced at Zhang Ziling's back, his mind was so confused, he didn't understand why the prophet did this?
A few days ago, even if the prophet fought to death, he still wanted to prevent the mysterious man from snatching the treasure.
Now there is a Zhang Ziling who also uses runes, but kills the Heavenly Ghost and Crow tribe, so the Prophet will hand over the treasure of the tribe?
Only the prophets of past dynasties know what the treasures of the Qingluan tribe are, why should they guard them?
Although Qingluan is a treasure, she doesn't know what the treasure guarded by the clan is, but she knows that the treasure is handed down from generation to generation, and every prophet regards the treasure of the clan more important than the entire Qingluan clan!
If the prophet is allowed to choose between the treasure of the clan and the survival of the Qingluan clan, successive prophets will not hesitate to choose to protect the treasure.
This is the inherent mission of their Qingluan clan!
They were born for this.
Therefore, Qingluan did not think that the prophet would choose to surrender the treasure of the clan just because Zhang Ziling destroyed the sky ghost crow clan!
Just when Qingluan's brain was at the extreme of confusion, the sound of slow footsteps finally came from the Prophet's Cave Mansion, which immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.
All the Qingluan people looked forward to seeing this prophet.
The prophet does not come out of the hole all the year round, and many people have spent their entire lives without knowing the appearance of the prophet.
The appearance of the prophet this time was an extremely rare opportunity for many Qingluan people.
‘Nine Sky Demon Orbs and Heaven Demon Scroll consciousness are both asleep, are they not awake now? ’
Standing at the Prophet’s Cave Mansion, Zhang Ziling had clearly felt the breath of the Nine Heavens Devil Orb and Heaven Devil Scroll, but he did not get a response from both of them.
This situation may have occurred because the Nine Sky Demon Orb and Sky Demon Scroll were severely damaged.
In order to let the consciousness survive the long years, they actively let the consciousness fall asleep and thereby reduce energy consumption.
Before long, Zhang Ziling saw a barefoot hunchbacked old man walking out carefully holding a blank picture scroll in both hands.
On that scroll, there is still a bead suspended.
Zhang Ziling didn't know the old man, but he knew the Nine Heaven Devil Orb and Heaven Devil Scroll he was holding!
After the old man walked out of the cave with the Nine Heavens Demon Orb and the Heaven Demon Scroll, Zhang Ziling instantly felt the artifact soul hidden in the Nine Heaven Demon Orb and the Heaven Demon Scroll.
Really sleeping!
"Farewell to the Prophet!!!"
As the Prophet walked out of the cave, Qingluan took the lead in kowtow to the Prophet, and a group of people from behind followed suit.
If Zhang Ziling’s strength can intuitively make all Qingluan people feel fearful and powerful, then the prophet of the Qingluan clan is the spiritual leader of the Qingluan people!
The prophet is extremely sacred in the hearts of the Qingluan people.
In front of the Qingluan people, no matter how strong Zhang Ziling is, it is impossible to reach the height of the prophet.
However, just before everyone had time to be excited about the prophet's appearance, the whole clan was shocked to see that the most noble prophet in their clan was actually in the public...
Kneel down to Zhang Ziling!
Everyone, dumbfounded!
The Prophet knelt with excitement, he stared at Zhang Ziling with a look of yearning, and trembling hands offered the Nine Heaven Devil Orbs and Heaven Devil Scroll, and his muddy eyes were full of excitement: "Thirty million years..."
"Devil Emperor, you are finally here!"