Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

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

He finally confirmed that Fang Yang was really plotting against him, not just playing a small trick.

"Evil creature, aren't you afraid that Linglong will know and forgive you?"

Fang Yang tilted his head and smiled: "Father Feng, do I really look so much like Ling Feng?"

Emperor Feng looked into Fang Yang's eyes when he heard this.

It is said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. A person's appearance, magic power, and breath can be imitated, but the soul can never be imitated.

He couldn't see the shadow of Ling Feng in Fang Yang's eyes.

"Uh uh. You are Fang Yang!"

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

Their family wanted to pretend to be the saint 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 Feng Di with relief: "Right!"

With these words, Feng Di's fear reached its peak.

At this time, a vortex appeared in Fang Yang's left hand, and the vortex turned and pulled Feng Di in.

Sage-level masters are naturally not so easy to suppress. Feng Di, who was trapped in the small world, struggled all the time and resisted all the time, trying to break through the restrictions and escape.

However, he was first severely injured by Yuan Xu Daozu, and then was hit in the heart by Fang Yang, and he could no longer break through the imprisonment.

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

Successfully suppressing Feng Di, Fang Yang's heart was as happy as he could be. He seemed to see the scene where he promoted the Qi Tian Bao Lun to an innate treasure, and deceived the heavens and the earth, the gods and the ghosts with the Qi Tian Bao Lun.

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

He has two innate spiritual treasures to cultivate, the Qitian Treasure Wheel is only the first one, and the Golden Apple also needs to be promoted.

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.

"Feng Linglong's big family was created by me, I can't destroy it myself, suppressing one Feng Emperor is the limit. I can't touch any of the remaining five people. For the time being, they have two chaos spiritual treasures in their hands, and it is extremely safe to walk in chaos."

In Fang Yang's heart, polygamy is the most proud work of his cultivation career. Such a good work, he really can't do it.

Unless one day, he can suppress Feng Linglong's family. He wants to ensure that Feng Linglong's family is neat and tidy when they are gods, and they are still neat and tidy when they are innate treasures.

This feeling, only those who truly understand art will understand.

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

Boom!

"You did it."

Ling Feng was annihilated just after seeing 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.

Before, so many Hunyuan Daluo Jinxians were resurrected, but he didn't suppress any of them. Now Ling Feng was resurrected, and he didn't suppress him.

"Could it be that there is something special about that saintly master just now? But he doesn't even have a Chaos Spirit Treasure."

Seeing that Fang Yang didn't attack the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian of the Burning Heaven Sect, Daoist Tianchen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

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

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

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

This person is a saint in the Yuanxu world. He has a magnificent blood and powerful magic. He is a practitioner of the Great Dao of Power.

However, the Great Dao of Power that this person practices tends to be the power of the body. Under the tempering of the power of the Heavenly Dao, his body is stronger than that of the ancestor witch.

Boom!

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

This punch was ordinary and ordinary, and did not arouse any aura of the Great Dao. It was the same as the punch of ordinary people.

The saint grinned, his eyes full of confidence, and punched forward.

One punch destroyed the ten directions, and the endless avenue torrent rushed towards the opponent, crushing the opponent into powder.

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

Weakness is only because of the spokesperson, but also the spokesperson!

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

The saint was horrified. Just as he stabilized his body, Fang Yang pointed at his forehead.

"Have 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 a row, Fang Yang's trip to the chaos was complete. If he gave up the chaotic spirit vein, he could immediately go back to the prehistoric world through the time and space channel opened by the ancestor Hongjun.

However, he would not give up, because he had not tried yet.

He was not a stubborn person. If he tried and found that it was risky to take the palace, he would give up immediately. But he gave up without even trying, which was a waste of 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.

When the innate Pangu Dharma Image appeared, all the heavens and worlds shook, and countless time and space, countless avenues exploded.

He punched out, just like Pangu opening the sky, covering the entire area where the palace was located. A saint died without even having the chance to regain consciousness.

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

"Stop!"

Seeing that Fang Yang really attacked the Burning Heaven Palace, Tianchen Daozhu was furious.

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

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

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

"Collect!"

Fang Yang stretched out his hand and lifted up the hall.

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

Tianchen Daoist Master only felt a pain in his heart. The palace where he had lived for countless years was taken away by someone. (End of this chapter)