Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the Mountains

Fang Yang entered the Buzhou Mountain ruins.

Although Buzhou Mountain was broken, Pangu's will did not disappear. After Fang Yang entered it, he felt an extremely majestic will oppressing him, making his heart and mind tremble.

Fortunately, he was prepared.

When Pangu's will was suppressed, his physical body changed and turned into the innate Pangu's opening of the sky. In this state, the obstacles he encountered immediately disappeared, and Pangu's pressure and Pangu's will no longer oppressed him.

How could Pangu oppress Pangu?

Swish!

With a movement of his body, he penetrated deep into Mount Buzhou.

The Buzhou Mountain after the destruction is no longer the Buzhou Mountain before the destruction. There is no spiritual energy in the void, and the spiritual energy inside is completely exhausted.

Fang Yang's consciousness was shrouded, and not even a living being with cultivation was seen. No, it should be said that there are no living beings at all, because even if there are living beings, they cannot withstand Pangu's pressure.

Buzhou Mountain is very big, with an area of ​​hundreds of millions of miles. It’s no wonder that Mount Buzhou was once the most sacred mountain in the world.

First, you have to look like you are first.

Fang Yang thought that such a strong mountain was broken by Gonggong. He has some understanding of the real power of heaven and earth.

Buzhou Mountain was completely silent, as if he was the only one left. He was flying around, and his eyes were filled with trance and desolation.

It's like the end of the world here.

"You, junior, are so brave. You dare to break into Buzhou Mountain. Did you escape to this prison to avoid your enemies because you were desperate in the outside world?"

At this moment, a majestic voice sounded in the void and reached Fang Yang's ears.

Just hearing this voice, Fang Yang's mind automatically pictured a figure who was tall and tall, standing tall and straight, as if he was going to pierce the sky.

Co-workers!

Xingtian has no head, only Gonggong has a head.

Fang Yang quickly spoke out: "Senior Gonggong, junior Fang Yang, on the order of Empress Tu, came to deliver a letter to senior."

His voice penetrates the clouds and cracks the rocks, constantly spreading and spreading, until it reaches the farthest horizon.

"Sister Houtu's letter, hurry, give it to me."

Then, the figure suddenly appeared in front of Fang Yang, and Gonggong Ancestral Witch came to him.

Fang Yang did not dare to delay, reached out and took out the letter and handed it to Gonggong.

Gonggong is a middle-aged man with a resolute face. He is dressed in totems and oil paints and has a very wild atmosphere. However, no one dares to look down on Gonggong because of his image.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches themselves are synonymous with the strong.

Being able to fight back and forth with the owner of the Chaos Clock, no matter how many times they fight, proves their strength.

The Chaos Bell's defense is unparalleled, and the sound waves attack indiscriminately. Group attacks actually have little effect on Taiyi.

If it were a quasi-sage like Ran Deng Taoist, one hundred thousand of them stood together, without forming a large defense formation. Taiyi flicked the Chaos Clock with his finger, and one hundred thousand Ran Deng Taoist were wiped out.

After Gonggong received the letter, he did not open it in front of Fang Yang, but put it away.

"Your name is Fang Yang, and you are very courageous. Ever since Mount Buzhou was transformed into a prison by a saint, no one has been able to escape alive."

Gonggong looked at Fang Yang, with a hint of regret in his eyes.

Based on his Taoism, one can certainly tell Fang Yang's age and foundation. In his opinion, Fang Yang was wasting all his qualifications by being trapped in Buzhou Mountain.

Fang Yang knew what Gonggong meant, and he smiled slightly: "Senior, don't worry. Since I dare to come in, I won't be able to trap this Buzhou Mountain."

Before he came, Empress Houtu told him about various situations in Buzhoushan Prison.

Buzhoushan Prison was built to imprison Gonggong and Xingtian, but if other immortals or powerful men wanted to enter Buzhoushan, the saints would not stop them.

However, it is easier to enter the mountain than to get out of the mountain.

The entire Buzhou Mountain has been restricted by the saint. Once you enter, there is almost no way to get out. Unless, the mess left by the saint in Buzhou Mountain can be solved.

This endgame is the Zhenlong chess game!

The Zhenlong chess game was left in Buzhou Mountain by Tongtian Cult Leader with a glimmer of hope. Master Tongtian is a master of formations, and the chess game also contains the supreme secrets of formations.

To break Zhenlong's chess game, one must either have extraordinary attainments in chess or be proficient in formations.

"You junior, you have such a strong tone! You haven't even seen the chess game, how dare you say that you can break it?"

Gonggong smiled and shook his head. He obviously didn't believe that Fang Yang had this ability.

Fang Yang's expression remained unchanged: "Whether this junior can break the chess game has nothing to do with whether he has seen the chess game or not."

He wasn't bragging.

Of course he can't break Zhenlong's chess game by himself, but he can use the Yin-Yang Tianji Mirror to break it.

Lingbao can be regarded as a special artificial intelligence product. He only needs to refine the logic algorithm and the basic rules of Go into the Yin-Yang Tianji Mirror, and the Yin-Yang Tianji Mirror will naturally deduce all the possibilities on the chessboard.

Then, Yin Yang Tian Ji Jing can find a way to crack the chess game from these possibilities.

However, he wasn't going to crack it. He has the Qiankun Wanli Gate and can go directly out of Buzhou Mountain. There is no need to waste time trying to decipher the chess game.

Gonggong wants to say something more to teach this young man in front of him a lesson. The next moment, he was completely shocked.

He saw Fang Yang's body flickering on the spot, and there was a fragrant fairy grass in his hand.

"Did you go out just now?"

Gonggong couldn't believe his eyes. Since he entered Buzhou Mountain, he has never seen anyone leave.

Fang Yang nodded lightly: "That's right! I have a special treasure that can travel through the ancient world at will. This Buzhou Mountain cannot trap this junior."

At this moment, Gonggong simply didn’t know what to say.

Facts speak louder than words. He witnessed with his own eyes that Fang Yang could indeed enter and exit Buzhou Immortal Mountain at will.

Logically speaking, he should have been excited to know that someone was getting out.

However, when Gonggong thought about his situation, he couldn't get excited anymore.

What trapped him was not the Immortal Mountain of Buzhou, but the Saint. As long as the saint is still there, there is no point in him leaving Buzhou Immortal Mountain.

He might even bring disaster to the Wu clan because of his escape from prison.

Gonggong thought for a while and then said: "Since you can go out, when you leave, help me bring a letter out."

Fang Yang nodded and agreed.

Gonggong took Fang Yang to a valley with green mountains and green waters.

This valley is the dojo of Gonggong. He is the water god and an ancestral witch. It is not difficult to create a living valley.

"Sister Houtu has told this ancestral witch about you. Whatever you want to do, do it here! With my ancestral witch protecting you, you can practice with peace of mind."

After saying that, Gonggong couldn't wait and went to read the letter sent by Empress Houtu.