The ancestor who survived the tribulation was reborn and went to college

Master Baiyun swung his long sword, the sword glowed like a rainbow, and collided with the energy ball, making a loud noise.

The energy wave erupted from the energy ball instantly tore the surrounding earth apart, forming a deep crack.

The president of the martial arts association relied on his agility to dodge the direct attack of the energy ball, but his body was still shaken by the energy wave.

The battle entered a fierce stage, and the attacks of Baiyun Temple Master and the Martial Arts Association President became more fierce. They kept changing their tactics, trying to find the flaws of the Demon Clan's First Elder and Second Elder.

The first elder and second elder of the demon clan were not to be outdone. Their attacks became more and more vicious, and they seemed to have found a way to deal with the leader of the Baiyun Temple and the president of the martial arts association.

Just when the battle reached a stalemate, a figure suddenly appeared above the battlefield.

This is a young man dressed in black, with depth and wisdom in his eyes.

A majestic spiritual power emitted from the black-clothed young man's body and went straight to the heart of the demon elder.

The Demon Clan Elder felt in danger, but the attack was too sudden and cunning, and the Demon Clan Elder could only block it with demonic energy.

The black-clothed young man's majestic spiritual power hit the body of the demon clan elder hard.

The person who took action was Zhang Fan, who had been hiding among the golden elixir realm monks.

Zhang Fan's action caused the entire battlefield to fall into silence.

Everyone was stunned, including the leader of Baiyun Temple and the president of the martial arts association.

None of them expected that Zhang Fan would take action at this critical moment and be so decisive and accurate.

The body of the demon elder paused in the air for a moment, and then fell to the ground with blood gushing out.

His eyes were filled with disbelief and fear. He never thought that he would die in such a battle.

Zhang Fan's blow was not only the release of power, but also the crystallization of the experience and strength he had accumulated over the years.

His fist, with an irresistible force, instantly penetrated the defense of the demon elder and hit him directly in the heart.

Others on the battlefield came to their senses one after another. Their eyes looking at Zhang Fan were full of awe and wonder.

This young man actually has such terrifying strength!

The leader of Baiyun Temple and the president of the martial arts association couldn't help but look at each other. They both understood that Zhang Fan's strength was far beyond their imagination.

The second elder of the demon clan on the battlefield was also shocked by Zhang Fan's blow. He originally prepared to take the opportunity to launch a counterattack, but his confidence was completely defeated by Zhang Fan's strength.

He knew that he had no chance of winning.

The second elder quickly activated the formation of the Hidden Demon Mountain, and then led all the demon beasts towards the altar where the Demon King was sealed.

The second elder knew that the formation could only trap the group of human immortal cultivators for a period of time, and he had to rescue the demon king in order to destroy these human races.

At this time, there are six jade pendants on the altar exuding sacred light, and there are three grooves, indicating that there are still three jade pendants left.

A ruthless look flashed in the eyes of the second elder of the demon clan, and he decided to activate the formation on the altar completely.

As he urged it, an evil aura quickly spread, and strong dark energy enveloped the entire altar.

There are six jade pendants on this altar emitting sacred light, and there are still three jade pendants missing.

The demon beasts continued to make sacrifices, filling the three missing grooves with their own vitality.

They did not hesitate to devote their lives to save their demon king and restore the glory of the demon clan.

The demon beasts walked up to the altar one after another, and their bodies gradually dissipated and turned into thick black mist, blending into the altar.

Their eyes were full of determination and determination, and they were willing to sacrifice everything for the Demon King.

With the sacrifice of each monster, the light on the altar became brighter and brighter, and the six jade pendants emitted a more sacred light.

Dark energy gathered on the altar, forming a huge vortex that seemed to swallow the entire world.

However, as the monsters sacrificed themselves, the energy on the altar was still not enough.

The Demon King's body is still bound within that huge seal, and his power cannot be fully restored.

The demons were in despair, and they didn't know what else they could do to save their demon king.

At this moment, the second elder stepped onto the altar. He is the oldest being among the demons and possesses endless wisdom and power.

He knew that only his sacrifice could save the devil and awaken his power.

The second elder slowly walked to the center of the altar, and his body began to gradually emit a powerful dark energy.

He placed his palm on the last groove and began to inject his life force into it.

Dark energy flowed in his palms and his body began to dissipate.

There was a hint of pain in his eyes, but he didn't stop.

He knew that only his sacrifice could save the devil and awaken his power.

With the second elder's sacrifice, the energy on the altar began to grow rapidly.

Dark energy surged on the altar, exuding a powerful aura.

When the demons saw this scene, their hearts were filled with hope and gratitude.

Finally, when the second elder's last vitality was injected into the altar, a strong dark light rose from the center of the altar.

The entire altar began to tremble, and the huge seal began to break.

The light gradually dissipated, and a huge figure appeared above the altar.

This is a tall and powerful demon king. He is wearing a black robe, has a ferocious face, and his eyes are shining with fierce light.

His aura is powerful and terrifying, making people shudder.

The Demon King slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were like lightning, and he scanned the surroundings.

His voice was low and majestic: "Finally, I woke up from my long sleep. People of the Demon Clan, thank you for your hard work."

The body of the Demon King gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

His body is tall and majestic, and dark energy surrounds him, exuding an unparalleled coercion.

All the demons knelt on the ground to show respect to the demon king.

They know that the resurrection of the Demon King will bring new hope and strength, and they will follow the Demon King and fight for the glory of the Demon clan.

The Demon King turned to face the demons, and his voice resounded throughout the altar: "The glory of the demons will reappear again, and we will take back everything that belongs to us!"

The demons were full of fighting spirit, and their eyes shone with determination.

However, just as the Demon King was immersed in the joy of resurrection, a powerful energy wave suddenly came from the underground.

He looked up and saw a mysterious figure in white robes appearing in front of the altar.

This mysterious figure has a slender figure, a handsome face, and a hint of sadness in his eyes.

His body exuded a holy aura, which was in sharp contrast to the dark energy of the Demon King.

The Demon King felt a strong sense of oppression, and he realized that the power of this mysterious figure should not be underestimated.