Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

When Fang Yang shot and blasted the long-eared Dingguang fairy, the East China Sea, which was countless billions of miles away from the South China Sea, was filled with an immortal and indestructible aura. The situation suddenly changed.

Jin'ao Island is not so much an island as it is a fairyland, the Shangqing fairyland.

This is the sage's dojo, and the space is not in the same dimension as the outside world. There is infinite space inside, and even if Penglai Island is stuffed in, it cannot fill one billionth of it.

The first sacred mountain on Jin'ao Island is called Zizhi Cliff. At the top of Zizhi Cliff is the location of the Biyou Palace.

The so-called Biyou Palace is not the palace where the disciple of Emperor Donghua, Biyou Fairy, lives. It is the most honorable palace of Jiejiao, and it is the same place for saints to practice as the Yuxu Palace of Chanjiao and the Great Hall of the Western Sect.

In a mysterious time and space inside the Biyou Palace, a young Taoist with a resolute face is sitting on a high platform. He is wearing the most ordinary black Taoist robe, and a jade-colored sword is floating quietly in front of him.

The young man just sat there, sitting there, thousands of years, leaving no trace on him.

No one could have imagined that this ordinary young man would be one of the seven most powerful people in the world, Tongtian Patriarch!

Suddenly, the young man raised his eyebrows and opened his eyes.

Without seeing any movement from him, a light curtain automatically condensed, and the light curtain flashed, and began to play the life and death experience of Chang Er Ding Guang Xian.

"Teacher, save me!"

"Teacher, save me!"

When seeing Chang Er Ding Guang Xian's body being shot by Fang Yang, Tongtian Patriarch frowned even deeper.

His eyes flashed, but his expression was still calm, and he said lightly: "Even if my disciple committed an unforgivable crime, it is not up to outsiders to punish him. Knowing that he is my disciple, this casual cultivator did this. It seems that I have to show some means and punish him, so that he knows that the saint's disciple is not something that casual cultivators can offend."

Tongtian Patriarch was about to cross the space and send down power to rescue his disciples and punish Fang Yang.

Suddenly, this mysterious space shook, a mighty force rushed in, and a yellowish light emerged, condensing into a human figure.

Tongtian was surprised. He could not imagine that someone dared to come to his retreat.

"Who?"

"After 700 million years, Tongtian Daoyou has become more powerful after becoming a saint! Your disciples are allowed to send people to hunt down my people, but my people are not allowed to launch a counterattack."

The figure was completely revealed. It was a dignified and beautiful woman who was full of the aura of a superior. There was no strange image on her body either, but when Tongtian saw this woman, his expression became extremely solemn.

The spokesperson of the underground, Hou Tu Niangniang!

In the battle between heaven and man, Pangu League was defeated and defeated, and finally the heaven swallowed up the human way. However, Pangu League set up reincarnation in advance and built underground tunnels in the underworld.

Hou Tu Niangniang is the spokesperson of the underground tunnel.

Seeing the Queen Mother Hou Tu, the Patriarch Tongtian was obviously very shocked: "For a fake Daluo chess piece, you actually consumed the power of the earth, condensed your incarnation, and left the underworld?"

The Queen Mother Hou Tu smiled and said: "If I don't come out, is the Taoist Tongtian going to bully the weak and attack my people?"

Although she was smiling, everyone could hear the coldness in her voice.

The Patriarch Tongtian frowned even deeper: "What did you say, Taoist Hou Tu? I just want to give him some small punishments to make him retreat. When has Taoist Hou Tu ever seen me bully the weak?"

The Queen Mother Hou Tu shook her head: "My people are sharpening their hearts. If you make a move, it will definitely ruin his experience. I don't allow anyone to make a move. Whoever makes a move, I will chop off his claws."

As she spoke, a phantom of a hexagonal wheel appeared in the palm of the Queen Mother Hou Tu. This phantom flashed by, but it made the Patriarch Tongtian afraid.

What Tongtian Patriarch feared was not the strength of Hou Tu Niangniang, but the six reincarnations.

As a saint, he was no longer afraid of karma, but his disciples were not saints. If karma descended, his Jiejiao might follow the footsteps of the dragon clan.

However, Tongtian Patriarch was not a person who gave up easily. He raised his hand and four sword lights appeared in his palm.

"Then fellow Hou Tu will have to consider whether he can withstand the sword formation of Zhu Xian."

With the sword formation of Zhu Xian, he was not afraid of anyone except Patriarch Hongjun.

Of course, he was not afraid of Patriarch Hongjun. Patriarch Hongjun was his teacher, and he had to respect his teacher no matter what.

The Queen Mother Hou Tu did not look at the Four Swords of Zhu Xian: "Of course, I am not the opponent of the first killing formation of the Demonic Path, the Zhu Xian Sword Formation. However, it seems that the disciples of Daoyou are not the opponents of me either? If Daoyou Tongtian insists on bullying the weak, I will have to follow suit and have a fight with the disciples of Daoyou."

When she spoke, she emphasized the word "Demon Path".

Tongtian Patriarch did not care about this, he cared about what the Queen Mother Hou Tu said later. This sentence of the Queen Mother Hou Tu hit the dead spot of Tongtian Patriarch.

In the prehistoric world, there is basically nothing that scares him. Disciples are one of the few dead spots for him.

However, Tongtian Patriarch is a saint and it is not so easy to compromise.

"You should give me an explanation for using my disciples to sharpen yours."

After hearing this, Queen Hou Tu smiled slightly and raised her hand: "Give me an explanation. My people know how to do things. Before you get angry, you might as well take a look at it yourself."

"Hmm?"

Tong Tian Jiaozhu saw clearly what was going to happen next as soon as he thought about it.

After the crystal light filled the sky, the immortal Chang Er Ding Guang did not die. A lotus-shaped treasure lamp appeared and collected the immortal's soul into the treasure lamp.

"This is the treasure lotus lamp of fellow Taoist Nuwa!"

Tong Tian Jiaozhu's face was slightly relieved. He thought that Fang Yang would completely kill the immortal Chang Er Ding Guang. The power of the Sun-shooting Divine Bow was not something that the immortal Chang Er Ding Guang could withstand.

Worrying makes one confused, even the saints miscalculated!

Empress Hou Tu asked: "How about this explanation?"

Tong Tian Jiaozhu sighed and said: "Fellow Taoist Hou Tu, you were also a true Pangu. Why are you so stubborn and against the way of heaven?"

Empress Hou Tu was slightly startled, and she thought of the things in the prehistoric world.

Before preaching in Zixiao Palace, the twelve ancestor witches and the Three Pure Ones were still good friends. Later, for the name of the true Pangu, they parted ways.

Unexpectedly, the eleventh ancestor witch died 700 million years ago, and the ancestor Tong Tian would bring up the old things again.

Hou Tu Niang Niang said firmly: "You have your own way, and we have ours. If I advise you to get rid of the way of heaven and join the way of earth, will you agree?"

After this sentence, the conversation between Tong Tian Jiaozhu and Hou Tu Niang Niang ended here.

People with different ways cannot make plans together, but both sides got the results they were satisfied with, which was considered a happy ending.