Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the Mountains

After successfully collecting the True Spirit Mark of the Nightmare Demon Lord, Fang Yang slapped his palm and released the seal of the Heavenly Secret Lock on the Nightmare Demon Lord.

The Nightmare Demon King suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up from the ground like a carp.

His voice was extremely cold, full of hatred and anger.

"Fang Yang, if you hadn't been cultivated by the Holy Religion, you would have died in the Taihang Mountains long ago. You don't know how to repay kindness, forget it, repay kindness with hatred, and plot against me. Even if you kill me, I will not do this to you. The villain surrenders.”

This old fox, when he opened his mouth to accuse Fang Yang, he turned into a meteor and launched a fierce assassination against Fang Yang.

Fang Yang smiled and gently shook the magic flag in his hand.

"what!"

The Nightmare Demon Lord let out a scream, fell out of the void, curled up on the ground holding his head, looking like a prawn about to be cooked.

What he endured was the most painful true spiritual pain. Every moment, his true spirit was suffering the pain of being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.

"Ah, fellow Taoist, what's going on?"

Fang Yang looked surprised, but his hand did not stop, still waving the magic flag.

The Nightmare Demon King was already in dire straits and was in agony. He was aroused by Fang Yang's strange words and fainted.

Yes, the Nightmare Demon is stunned!

"Even the Hunyuan Golden Immortal was tortured to the point of death. The treasure of the devil's path is terrifying!"

Taoist Sacred Heart felt his scalp numb at the sight.

The Nightmare Demon Lord is a powerful person at the peak of the middle stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal. There is only one opportunity left to break through to the late stage of Hunyuan Golden Immortal and become a being on the same level as Zhenyuan Great Immortal and Kunpeng Ancestor.

However, such a powerful nightmare demon can only be slaughtered under the demon summoning flag.

For a powerful person, this is simply worse than death.

"what!"

There was another scream, and the Nightmare Demon King woke up from the coma.

If fainting can avoid the power of the demon summoning flag, then the ten demon saints of the demon clan will not be enslaved by Di Jun and Taiyi. They sealed themselves and fell into a deep sleep. When Emperor Jun and Taiyi were killed by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they would naturally be free.

The demon summoning banner, the demon summoning banner, and the list of gods are all of the same type.

The meaning of their existence is to make the people who have been imprinted by them unable to live or die.

"Yeah!"

The Nightmare Demon stood up in pain, his eyes were bloodshot, and he beat his head desperately with both hands.

Fang Yang's movement on his hand slowed down a little, and he showed the demon summoning flag.

"Fellow Nightmare Daoist, this treasure is called the Demon Calling Flag, and it has the same purpose as the Demon Clan's Demon Calling Flag. If you surrender, you will be able to avoid all pain."

However, who is the Nightmare Lord? He is the Hunyuan Golden Immortal, and his endurance is far beyond that of ordinary people.

He first looked at the demon-beckoning banner with a vicious look, and then laughed loudly: "What can a mere demon-beckoning banner do to me? I am not afraid of death, but why am I afraid of torture?"

At this moment, he had just been tortured by the magic flag. His face was bloodless and his breath was weak, but he stood upright.

After hearing what the Nightmare Demon Lord said, Fang Yang gave the Nightmare Demon Lord an appreciative look and cheered: "Okay! The person I admire most in my life is people like fellow Taoist."

After that, he waved his hand, and the time array rose again. The time flow rate in the array reached the point where it takes one day outside and a thousand years inside.

"The Law of Time, you actually understand the Law of Time?"

The Nightmare Lord's eyes widened in disbelief.

Fang Yang smiled and said: "Since fellow Taoist likes pain, I will let you enjoy it alive."

After that, he and the Sacred Heart Dao Lord came out of the time formation, leaving the Nightmare Demon Lord alone in the formation.

"Senior brother, after this thousand years, he won't have a mental breakdown, right?"

Understanding Fang Yang's intention, the Sacred Heart Taoist mourned for the Nightmare Demon Lord.

There is no limit to the pain of this magic flag move. The longer the attack lasts, the more severe the pain will be.

If Fang Yang shakes in the outside world for one day, the Nightmare Lord will have continuous attacks for a thousand years. If Fang Yang shakes for a year, the Nightmare Lord will suffer for 360,500 years!

Fang Yang shook his head and said firmly: "He is a Hunyuan Golden Immortal. How can his mind collapse so easily? These powerful powers of the demonic path must be subdued. With them, we, the Wusheng Cult, can annex the destiny of the demonic path and snatch it away." It’s destined to be the leader of Taoism and Demon Elimination.”

With that said, he waved the magic flag again. This shake is ten days.

In these ten days, the sounds in the time array changed from screams to roars, then from roars to roars, then from roars to silence, and finally from silence to cries.

When Fang Yang opened the formation and stepped into it, a figure immediately rushed to Fang Yang's feet, grabbed Fang Yang's feet, and begged with a hoarse voice.

"Demon Ancestor, this subordinate knows his crime, and he is willing to abandon the dark side and surrender to the light, and submit to the Demon Ancestor!"

Fang Yang took a closer look and saw that the Nightmare Demon King was as thin as a monkey, his eyes were sunken, and he was as skinny as firewood. The precious clothes on his body were torn into strips by himself.

The floor and walls were covered with bloodstains, scratches, and bite marks.

It’s hard to imagine how the Nightmare Lord came here after ten thousand years in the formation.

"I am a traitor and a white-eyed wolf. How can I deserve to be called 'Demon Ancestor' by fellow Taoist?"

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Seeing Fang Yang grabbing the Demonic Flag again, the Nightmare Demon Lord panicked. He immediately took action and began to slap himself hard.

"My subordinates are blind and think that the Demon Ancestor is too young and too inexperienced to lead the Demonic Way. I know my sin, I know my sin, and I beg the Demon Ancestor to forgive me!"

He beat his front teeth until his front teeth fell out, and his hands were covered with blood foam, but he still didn't stop.

Before, he looked down upon Patriarch Kunpeng and the Ten Great Demon Saints, thinking that they were weak and spineless.

But now, he has no such idea at all.

He knew that Taiyi had understood the law of time. Come to think of it, Taiyi must have used the same method to deal with Patriarch Kunpeng and the ten demon saints back then.

He struggled for ten thousand years, and the pain every day was twice as strong as the previous day. In the end, he even wanted to commit suicide.

However, under the control of the Demon Summoning Banner, he was unable to complete the step of suicide.

Apart from surrendering to Fang Yang, he had no other way.

"it is good!"

Fang Yang raised his hand and put away the demon summoning flag.

"If fellow Taoist had surrendered to me earlier, why would I have to suffer such pain? In fact, I have no choice but to do so. Otherwise, I cannot lead the demonic forces. You must know that Jidu will leave Honghuang sooner or later. If he leaves, only Only I have the ability to revitalize the demonic path."

At this point, how dare the Nightmare Demon Lord say no to Fang Yang's words? Whatever Fang Yang said, that's what it is. He never wanted to suffer the pain he had just experienced.

"The Demon Ancestor is absolutely right. No one can match the Demon Ancestor's destiny. Not even Jidu and Luo Hu can compare with the Demon Ancestor."

The Nightmare Demon Lord said something he didn't mean, with a fawning smile on his face.

"Not bad!"

Fang Yang nodded with satisfaction.

The matter of the Nightmare Demon King was finally settled. With this breakthrough, it will be easier for him to deal with the devil.