Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the Mountains

The Phoenix Emperor wanted to fight back, but he had no choice because Fang Yang had filled his meridians and blood vessels with the power of rules. Under the blockade of the power of rules, he had amazing magic power but couldn't use it at all.

He finally confirmed that Fang Yang was really plotting against him and was not just playing around.

"Evil creature, aren't you afraid that Linglong will find out and not forgive you?"

Fang Yang tilted his head and smiled: "Fellow Daoist Fengdi, do I really look that much like Ling Feng?"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Feng looked fiercely into Fang Yang's eyes.

It is said that eyes are the windows to the soul. A person's appearance, magical powers, and aura can all be imitated, but the soul is the only thing that cannot be imitated.

In Fang Yang's eyes, he could not see any trace of Ling Feng.

"Uh uh. You are Fang Yang!"

Emperor Feng's scalp tingled, and he finally understood why he ended up like this.

Their family wanted to impersonate the saints of the prehistoric world and throw dirty water on the prehistoric world. As a result, he got what he deserved and was plotted against by Fang Yang.

Fang Yang patted Feng Di's shoulder with his left hand and smiled at him with satisfaction: "Correct answer!"

With these words, the fear in Emperor Feng's heart reached its peak.

At this time, a vortex appeared in Fang Yang's left hand. The vortex rotated and pulled Emperor Feng in.

A saint-level master is naturally not so easy to suppress. The Phoenix Emperor, who is trapped in a small world, is struggling all the time, resisting all the time, trying to break through the restrictions and escape.

However, he was first severely injured by Daozu Yuanxu, and then was hit in the heart by Fang Yang. He was no longer able to break free from the confinement.

"After suppressing a supreme god, I feel much more refreshed!"

Fang Yang was extremely happy after successfully suppressing the Phoenix Emperor. He seemed to see the scene where he upgraded the Heaven-Deceiving Wheel to an innate treasure and used it to deceive the heavens and the earth, the gods and the ghosts, and was always successful.

His excitement only lasted for a moment, because next, he had to suppress a saint-level master.

He has two innate spiritual treasures to cultivate. The Qi Tian Bao Wheel is only the first one, and the golden apple also needs to be upgraded.

The golden apple, a treasure that can make people kill each other, can guarantee that he will not be besieged to the greatest extent. Fang Yang likes to besiege, but he likes to besiege his opponents, not to be besieged.

"I created this big family of Feng Linglong and his friends. I cannot destroy it with my own hands. Suppressing one Phoenix Emperor is the limit. I cannot touch any of the remaining five people. This will be the case for now. They have two Chaos Spirit Treasures in their hands, so it is extremely safe for them to travel through Chaos."

In Fang Yang's mind, polygamy was the most proud work of his monastic life. He really couldn't bring himself to do such a good work.

Unless one day, he was able to suppress Feng Linglong's family. He wanted to ensure that Feng Linglong's family was in good order when they became gods, and they would still be in good order when they became innate treasures.

Only those who truly understand art can understand this feeling.

While Fang Yang was thinking, the second saint resurrected. When Fang Yang saw this person, he punched him without hesitation.

boom!

"You do it."

Ling Feng was struck by a catastrophe the moment he saw Fang Yang. He only had time to say two words before he fell into a state of death again.

Fang Yang's behavior made Daoist Yuanxu and Daoist Tianchen confused.

So many Hunyuan Daluo Jinxians were resurrected before, but he did not suppress any of them. Now that Ling Feng is resurrected, he will not suppress him either.

"Could it be that the Saint master just now has something special? But he doesn't even have a Chaos Spirit Treasure."

Taoist Tianchen finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Fang Yang did not attack the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian of the Burning Heaven Sect.

Not to mention Taoist Yuanxu and Taoist Tianchen, even Patriarch Hongjun couldn't understand Fang Yang's intention.

When had Fang Yang ever been merciful to his enemies? Fang Yang only let Ling Feng go, which surprised Patriarch Hongjun.

After waiting for a while, a sturdy middle-aged man appeared in the void.

This person is a saint from the Yuanxu universe. He has unparalleled energy and blood, powerful magic power, and is a practitioner of the great way of strength.

However, the great way of power that this person cultivated tended to focus on physical strength. Under the tempering of the power of heaven, his body was stronger than that of the ancient witch.

boom!

As soon as he was resurrected, he saw a fist hitting him.

This punch was ordinary and mediocre. It did not arouse any aura of the great Dao. It was just like a punch thrown by an ordinary person.

The saint grinned, his eyes full of confidence, and threw a punch.

One punch destroyed all directions, and an endless torrent of the avenue rushed towards the opponent, wanting to crush him into powder.

Daozu Yuanxu had to do his best to protect himself, so he had no spare energy to help the saint, let alone remind him. Seeing his own saint so confident, he was already mourning for the saint in his heart.

Weak only because of the spokesperson, but also because of the spokesperson!

Amid the interweaving of light and shadow, the saint rushed into Fang Yang's body. Fang Yang's body was like a bubble, sometimes big, sometimes small. After alternating nine times, the saint of Yuanxu world fell out of Fang Yang's body.

The saint had a look of horror on his face, and just as he steady himself, Fang Yang pointed his finger at his forehead.

"You also practiced the Great Way of Power?"

Before being suppressed by Fang Yang, the saint asked the last sentence in a hoarse voice. Fang Yang did not answer, but grabbed the saint with his big hand and suppressed him.

After suppressing two saints in succession, Fang Yang's journey to the Primordial Chaos was a complete success. If he gave up the Primordial Chaos Spiritual Vein, he could immediately return to the Primordial World through the space-time channel opened up by Ancestor Hongjun.

However, he won't give up because he hasn't tried yet.

He was not a stubborn person. If he tried and found that taking the palace required risk, he would give up immediately. But he gave up without even trying, which wasted this great opportunity.

He flew up, his body expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a Pangu Dharma Image. Since he became a saint, he rarely used the innate Pangu Dharma Image.

As the innate Pangu Dharma image appeared, all the heavens and worlds began to shake, and countless time and space, countless avenues exploded.

He threw a punch that was like Pangu creating the sky, covering the entire area where the palace was located. The saint died without even having a chance to regain consciousness.

However, Fang Yang's target was not this saint, but the Burning Heaven Palace.

"stop!"

Seeing that Fang Yang really took action against Fentian Palace, Taoist Master Tianchen was furious.

If before, he still had doubts about whether Fang Yang could take over the hall, now he has no doubts at all.

Pangu's Dharmadhatu's use of power can be said to be the pinnacle. The same one point of power, in the hands of other Chaos Demon Gods, can only play a role of 100 points, but in Pangu's hands, it can play a role of 100 points.

The forbidden spells in the hall kept exploding and shattering. After a shake, all the forbidden spells disappeared.

"Charge!"

Fang Yang stretched out his huge hand that covered the sky and actually lifted up the hall.

Of course, there is no gravity in the chaotic world. Since there is no gravity, it will be easy to take over the hall as long as the ban is broken.

Taoist Master Tianchen felt a pain in his heart. The palace where he had lived for countless years was taken away by someone.