Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the Mountains

Fang Yang took out the Vacuum White Lotus and jumped directly into the interior of the Vacuum White Lotus.

In Buzhou Mountain, in addition to Gonggong and Xingtian, there are also some powerful people who come here to try to crack the Zhenlong chess game. For a long time, they, together with Gonggong and Xingtian, were trapped in Buzhou Mountain, unable to get out at all.

It would really not be a good thing if they could sense the energy and blood of the Chaos Demon God.

As soon as he entered the White Lotus of Vacuum, the essence and blood of the Demon God of Destiny poured in from all directions, drowning Fang Yang in it.

Don't think that this essence and blood is a lot. In terms of drops, there are only six drops at most. How huge is the body of the Chaos Demon God? A drop of their blood can drown a person in it.

The misty light bloomed, and the essence and blood of the Demon of Destiny began to enter Fang Yang's body.

At first, the will of the Demon God of Destiny wanted to act as a demon. However, as soon as the Demon God of Destiny's will showed up, it was ruthlessly crushed by Pangu's will and was instantly shattered.

"it is good!"

Seeing that his method worked, Fang Yang dispersed the innate Pangu's Dharma, introduced Pangu's will into his body, and began to cleanse the essence and blood of the Demon of Destiny.

He wanted to ensure that every drop of essence and blood he absorbed was clean, with no trace of the will of the Destiny Demon remaining.

On the other side, Gonggong flipped through Houtu Empress's letter and read it over and over again.

"Chi You reincarnated and competed for the Human Emperor."

"The Twelve Golden Immortals massacred the Jiuli clan."

"Explain the teachings and calculations, and the nine phoenixes will fly away into the starry sky."

Every time Gonggong saw this, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth and wished he could leave Mount Buzhou immediately and massacre all the Taoist disciples.

I thought that the Wu Clan, the most orthodox race in the ancient world, could not even find a place to stay.

"Pangu League reappears and spreads its chess pieces widely."

"Xuangui reincarnated and vowed to destroy Xuanmen."

When Gonggong saw Empress Houtu pick up her fighting spirit, strategize, and once again gather Pangu League and Xuanmen to fight, a happy smile appeared on his face.

"Okay! This is the authentic spirit of Pangu. It is true that sister Houtu lost her true form as an ancestral witch, but the will of God the Father has been transmitted to her."

The more Gonggong looked at all these, the happier he became.

They, brother and sister, haven't seen each other for a long time. Even just a letter made him happy.

Just when Fang Yang was refining the essence and blood of the Demon of Destiny and Gonggong was reading the letter from Empress Houtu over and over again, the mountains shook and the ground shook, there were several loud rumblings, and a figure walked into the valley.

This figure is a head shorter than Gonggong. Specifically, because he has no head.

With his breasts as his eyes and his navel as his mouth, he holds a golden shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. He is full of fighting spirit. In terms of momentum, he is only slightly inferior to Gonggong Zuwu.

Xingtian, the great witch of the witch clan, is the first person under the ancestral witch.

"Meet the ancestral witch!"

After Xing Tian entered the valley, he completely ignored Vacuum White Lotus and saluted Gong Gong directly.

Gonggong was very happy to see Xingtian arriving. He waved and said: "Xingtian, don't be too polite! Come here quickly, this is a letter written by sister Houtu to us."

"Did you receive a letter from Houtu Zuwu?"

When Xing Tian heard this, his tone was also very excited.

This Buzhou Mountain is isolated from the outside world. Neither he nor Gonggong are good at divination and cannot predict what is going on outside. They worry about the Wu Clan every day, fearing that something will happen to the Wu Clan.

Xing Tian jumped over a hundred miles and jumped in front of Gong Gong.

Gonggong handed the letter to Xingtian, and Xingtian took the letter into his hands as if he had found a treasure.

Like Gonggong, he also cried and laughed for a while before he calmed down.

"Ancestral Witch, is this letter sent into Buzhou Mountain by the owner of the lotus? Is he not going out?"

Xing Tian asked with concern.

Gonggong laughed loudly: "Don't worry. Of course Sister Houtu has her own reasons for doing things. The person she sent to deliver the message is a genius who has attained enlightenment in 400,000 years. This is not Zhou Xianshan, trapped. You can't live with this genius. If you want, you can write a letter and ask this little friend to take him out."

"Really?"

Xing Tian's voice was particularly surprising.

He missed Xiang Liu very much, missed Hou Yi, missed Jiufeng, and missed every witch in the Wu clan.

"Of course it's true. However, we have to give this little friend some gifts. Sister Houtu said that he has made great contributions to our Wu clan. Although sister Houtu rewarded him, we also have to express our gratitude. Tell your own mind."

Gonggongyi means something.

When Xing Tian heard the words, he immediately responded: "Don't worry, Zu Wu. I will prepare a gift for this little friend now."

After saying that, Xing Tian stamped his feet, flew into the sky, and disappeared into the valley.

Buzhou Mountain is so big that it is like a small world. However, Xing Tian is a figure who can defeat the Emperor of Heaven. His cultivation is converted into the realm of an immortal, which is equivalent to the mid-stage quasi-sage.

In the middle stage of quasi-sage cultivation, he is not considered weak among quasi-sages. What's more, the Wu clan is blessed with a physical body and can often leapfrog challenges.

After a while, Xing Tian came to a thick cliff.

This cliff is different from other places. There are about ten people sitting on it. These ten or so people, both moral and secular, male and female, are all above Daluo Jinxian in cultivation.

Among these ten or so people, there are two quasi-sages, one is an old Taoist in blue and the other is an old Taoist in linen. They were sitting on both sides of a chessboard, studying the Zhenlong chess game.

For Daluo Jinxian, this Buzhou Immortal Mountain is far away from disputes and is simply a paradise.

However, for the beings under Daluo Jinxian, Buzhou Immortal Mountain is not friendly.

Buzhou Fairy Mountain is isolated from the outside world and has no aura inside. In order to save mana as much as possible, the immortals had to sleep.

As soon as Xingtian fell, the quasi-sages and Da Luo Jinxian present were all shocked.

In the world of immortality, strength is respected, and it is the same everywhere.

However, Xing Tian did not look at those Da Luo Jinxian, but went straight towards the Qing Yi Old Taoist and the Mai Yi Old Taoist.

"Qing Yi, Mai Yi, you immediately destroy the good corpse and hand over your innate spiritual treasure to a certain family!"

Xing Tian spoke unceremoniously.

When the old Taoists in Qing Yi and Mai Yi heard this, their faces were full of anger.

The old Taoist Mai couldn't help but said: "Xingtian, you Wu Clan are too overbearing. This is Buzhou Immortal Mountain. If you want our innate spiritual treasure, what's the use?"

Seeing that the old Taoist Mai actually dared to accuse Xing Tian, ​​the Da Luo Jinxian present flew away one after another, not daring to stay for a moment.

In this prison, the power of the Witch Clan is too strong. It only takes one Xingtian to sweep the entire field, making it unbeatable.

Xing Tian laughed: "Overbearing? That's right! Our Wu Clan is overbearing. A certain family only asks you whether to hand over or not. If you don't hand over, a certain family will destroy your body and take away the innate spiritual treasure."

Mai was so angry that she gritted her teeth, but when he looked at Xing Tian, ​​he was helpless.

Even if he and Qing Yi join forces, they can compete with Xing Tian. But don't forget, there is Gonggong behind Xingtian.

"Send it! I'll pay it! But fellow Taoist, I have to promise, this is the last time."

The old man in Qingyi on the side was very sincere.

Xing Tian made a buzzing sound: "I, the Witch Clan, promise a thousand pieces of gold. You don't have a second innate spiritual treasure, so what does a certain family want from you?"

"it is good!"

Seeing Xingtian's promise, the old Taoist in Qingyi called out his good corpse.