Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

"I have met my empress. This junior has grown up all the way. To be able to reach today, I would like to thank my empress and several seniors for their care!"

Fang Yang bowed and said sincerely.

Empress Houtu said loudly: "This is all your own effort. We have not invested much in you, because you have the lowest starting point among all the chess pieces. I find it incredible that you can reach this step. ”

In the eyes of others, Fang Yang has received countless benefits from the Pangu Alliance, and it is natural for him to have cultivated to this point.

However, they overlooked one thing. Fang Yang was just an immortal when he started. At that time, even Jidu Patriarch just let him fend for himself and ignored him.

It wasn't until he exchanged one life for another and killed Baidu Boy that he truly entered the sight of the Pangu Alliance.

Fang Yang was unfazed by the favor and just said: "Your Majesty, you are so complimentary. This junior not only has the help of several seniors, but also has the support of the powerful demons."

Empress Houtu was noncommittal.

"The Demonic Way will not help you for no reason. Anyone who takes something belonging to the Demonic Way will have to pay a corresponding price. You will not be an exception."

Empress Houtu's words really spoke to the depths of Fang Yang's heart.

He was grateful to Ancestor Jidu, but while he was grateful, he was also full of defensiveness.

As a man in the devil's way, do you treat him well without asking for anything in return?

If Patriarch Jidu accepted him as his disciple and asked him to preach, he would think better of it. But the ancestor of Jidu didn't ask him to do anything.

Fang Yang bowed again: "Please give me some advice!"

Seeing that Fang Yang's face was expressionless, Empress Houtu knew that Fang Yang had always been on guard against the devil, and nodded secretly in her heart.

"That's right! You are very smart and came to the underworld before cultivating the great road. If you come later, I won't be able to save you."

Hearing what Empress Houtu said, Fang Yang's heart tightened.

He knew there was something wrong with the magic thing. Even the leader of Tongtian Cult has been tricked, let alone him.

Empress Houtu nodded slightly and took action. She grabbed it from the air, and Fang Yang's soul left his body uncontrollably.

Empress Houtu's eyes moved, and she could clearly see Fang Yang's spirit, three souls and seven souls, all kinds of mana, and all kinds of supernatural powers.

When she saw the innate Pangu Dharma, Queen Houtu's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and then disappeared.

Finally, she seemed to see something and activated her magic power again.

Empress Houtu is an authentic spokesperson, and her strength is unquestionable. With this suction, a white lotus mark was pulled from Fang Yang's soul.

At this moment, an indescribable pain spread throughout Fang Yang's whole body, and Fang Yang couldn't help but groan.

But Empress Houtu had no time to pay attention to Fang Yang. She used all her power to suppress the refining mark.

The white lotus mark sensed the crisis, burst out with a dazzling light, and then, a form appeared in the void.

This is an old Taoist priest, dressed in black, with a kind face and kind eyes. He holds a spear stained with blood, and behind him there is the shadow of the devil flickering.

"Rahu!"

Empress Houtu called out Luohu's name.

Of course, this Rahu is not really Rahu, it is just a will and a trace of consciousness.

"Who are you, who dare to ruin my good deeds?"

As soon as Luo Hu opened his mouth, he used a scornful tone to question the empress.

Originally, he was hidden in Fang Yang's soul and could not be discovered at all. It's fine now, he was caught.

"Good deeds? Do you demons also do good deeds? He is from me. If you dare to scheme against him, you just don't take me seriously."

Fang Yang's consciousness has not disappeared.

He looked at Rahu in the void and felt extremely happy.

He came to the right place for this trip to the underworld. If he didn't come to the underworld, he would probably be snatched away by Rahu and disappear into the three realms forever.

"He himself swallowed the lotus seeds of the twelfth-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus. Everything is his choice and has nothing to do with me."

Luo Hu laughed.

Empress Houtu also responded with a smile: "Really? It was his choice to come to the underworld."

Luo Hu's expression changed after hearing this. He had realized that the situation was not good. As soon as he moved, he was about to run away.

However, let alone saying that he is just a will, even if he comes in his true form, he is no match for Houtu Empress.

"But it is my intention to kill you."

Boom!

Empress Houtu stretched out her hand and squeezed it, and Rahu's form exploded, and in an instant, it dissipated into the void.

Just when Luo Hu was squeezed to pieces by Empress Houtu, the ancestor of Jidu who was feeding the fish in the lotus pond in the demon world was stunned, and then burst into laughter.

"Rahu! Rahu! I have told you a long time ago that no one among us in the devil's path will really trust anyone else. If you use the devil's means to plot against the people in the devil's path, you are destined to draw water from a bamboo basket in vain."

After he finished laughing, a look of regret appeared on his face again.

"It's just that from now on, no one will come to talk to me by the lotus pond. I haven't given him the Heavenly Demon Dao Seed yet."

As he spoke, Patriarch Jidu's voice became softer. He looked at the magic fish in the lotus pond and was actually in a trance.

At this time, Fang Yang's soul in the underworld had returned to his body.

Without the mark of Rahu in his soul, he suddenly felt extremely relaxed, as if his magic power had increased.

"Thank you for taking the initiative, empress!"

Empress Houtu nodded and asked, "Do you have any other magic treasures?"

Hearing this, Fang Yang quickly took out the Vacuum White Lotus, the Third-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus, the Luobao Money, and the Poison King's Tower.

He was not worried about the Sun-shooting Divine Bow and the Tiger Soul Demon Knife, as they were all treasures of the Wu Clan. He was not worried about the treasures obtained from the Destiny World either. If Luo Hou had that ability, he would not have died.

In Luo Hou's era, there was no Heavenly Dao. If he became the spokesperson of Heavenly Dao in the Destiny World, how could Hongjun Laozu kill him?

When Hou Tu Niang Ning saw Fang Yang even took out the Poison King Tower, a mid-grade acquired spiritual treasure, she did not say anything, but just checked one by one.

"No problem. When you get magic treasures in the future, you must not refine them directly. You have already seen the means of the magic."

Hou Tu Niang Niang warned.

"Junior knows."

Speaking of which, he was not to blame for this. He had just arrived in the prehistoric world, and his mind was as simple as a kitten. When he saw the immortal seeds falling, his first reaction was to swallow them and increase his magic power.

In fact, if he had not swallowed the seeds of the World-destroying Black Lotus in his recklessness, he would not have cultivated to the current level.

Blessings and disasters lie in the shadows, and disasters and blessings lie in the shadows. It is hard to tell whether all this is a blessing or a disaster.

After solving the problem of the Rahu mark, Fang Yang told Hou Tu Niangniang his purpose.

As soon as he raised his hand, a ball of the essence of the fate demon appeared in his palm and flew towards Hou Tu Niangniang.

Seeing this, Hou Tu Niangniang was also shocked: "The essence of the chaos demon?"

Fang Yang did not intend to hide this matter. Hou Tu Niangniang was the authentic Pangu, so how could she look down on the essence of the chaos demon.

Later, whether he went outside the Pangu Temple or to the Buzhou Mountain Ruins, he could not hide it from Hou Tu Niangniang.

In Buzhou Mountain, there was Gonggong Zu Wu, and outside the Pangu Temple, there was the Wu Clan. No matter how he went around Hou Tu Niangniang, he could not get around her.

"That's right! I got some by chance and I'm going to refine it to improve my own power of origin."

The Queen Mother pushed the blood of the God of Destiny back with one hand. She understood Fang Yang's plan: "You are going to go outside Pangu Temple or Buzhou Mountain to suppress the will of the Chaos God with the will of the Father God, right?"

"That's right, please help me!"

Fang Yang bowed.

The Queen Mother smiled and said, "You are so lucky. However, with the blood of the God of Destiny, your origin can be greatly improved, which will be of great benefit to your future cultivation."

She pointed her finger and condensed a letter, which flew steadily into Fang Yang's hand.

"Since the war between the witches and the lich, I haven't seen my brother again. You go to the ruins of Buzhou Mountain and give this letter to my brother."

"Thank you for your help!"

Fang Yang took the letter and thanked him.