Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

On the battlefield, the law of time is everywhere. As soon as Fang Yang entered it, he enjoyed a wave of time baptism.

The witches did not find it strange to see creatures from the prehistoric world breaking into the battlefield. They nodded to Fang Yang and continued to kill the enemy.

Only then did Fang Yang see clearly that in addition to him, there were many indigenous creatures from the world of time fighting side by side with the witches.

Where there are regular troops, there are fake troops who betray the world. These indigenous creatures are particularly hardworking in killing the creatures of this world. They lead by example and are more brave than the witches.

When these indigenous creatures saw that the witches actually called for help from the outside world, they straightened their backs and killed more happily.

"These native cultivators of the world of time have been oppressed by the orthodox time and have become the lowest slaves. They know that my witch clan is going to take over the world of time and set things right, so they defected to my clan."

Xiang Liu's thoughts were passed down to explain the strange situation on the battlefield to Fang Yang.

"Is there such a thing?"

After listening, Fang Yang knew that he was narrow-minded.

People are all made of flesh and blood. People are not machines. Only machines can run according to established programs. You usually treat people as slaves, oppress and humiliate them in every way. When there is danger, how can they work for you?

Tongtian Sect Master was treated unfairly and wanted to destroy the world. No matter how good the moral integrity of mortals is, it can't compare to saints.

A red-tailed Daluo Jinxian flew from afar, covered with a layer of red anger. In an instant, he punched Fang Yang 36,000 times.

The mountains collapsed and the ground cracked. He punched 12,000 times in the past, 12,000 times in the future, and 12,000 times in eternity.

Fang Yang's face was stern. At the moment when the red-tailed Daluo's fist was approaching, his body changed, his flesh and blood squirmed, and he became an old man with white hair and long beard.

The old man came from time and went to time. He raised his palm and chopped it. A vortex of time appeared in front of him, and all the fist power of the red-tailed Daluo was sucked into the vortex of time.

The innate Pangu time form!

Red Tail Daluo sensed Fang Yang's change and hurriedly changed his moves. An hourglass-shaped treasure appeared in his palm, and he turned the funnel upside down.

With a swish, time began to flow backwards crazily.

The time vortex that Fang Yang created rotated in the opposite direction, and more than 30,000 fist shadows reappeared.

"Awesome!"

At this moment, Fang Yang's memory was affected and almost flowed backwards.

He jumped out of the long river of fate in the prehistoric world, but did not jump out of the long river of fate in the world of time.

However, this is the effect he wanted. If the law of time was not mysterious enough, he would have comprehended it long ago.

In Fang Yang's body, the seven-orifice exquisite heart was running crazily, and he kept peeping at the mystery of the law of time.

At the same time, the distance in front of him began to stretch crazily, and a deep abyss called space stretched in front of him.

The faster the time of Red Tail Daluo was, the wider the abyss of space became. No matter how Red Tail Daluo used his magic power, he could not get close to Fang Yang.

"Law of space!"

Red Tail Daluo finally spoke.

Since he saw Fang Yang, he has been taking action, and has no intention of speaking.

He snorted coldly, and the funnel magic weapon in his hand rotated again.

After this rotation, he appeared directly in front of Fang Yang, completely ignoring Fang Yang's various defenses.

"Awesome, really awesome! The law of time is the law of time. In the infinite future, find the gap between my magical powers and invade."

Seeing that the law of time is so powerful, Fang Yang also became interested.

Boom!

The three thousand tails of the Red Tailed Daluo stood up at the same time, like three thousand divine peaks. In the dark, a kind of power descended and poured into the three thousand tails.

That is, the three thousand avenues of this world.

Fang Yang only realized at this time that the three thousand tails of the indigenous creatures of this world are actually something similar to antennas, which can accept the infusion of the world's will.

At the moment when the Red Tailed Daluo's fist was approaching, Fang Yang was not panicked at all. He quietly cast the spell of the Red Tailed Daluo.

This punch shattered the sky and the earth, collapsed the avenue, and the boundless fist power descended, almost shattering even the vacuum.

However, Red Tail Daluo watched himself penetrate Fang Yang's body, and his attack had no effect at all.

"How is this possible?!"

Red Tail Daluo couldn't believe it, nor did he want to believe it.

Boom!

His sky-shaking attack hit the sky behind Fang Yang, and a large piece of sky fell down like a mirror.

Fang Yang's figure was more ghostly than a ghost. He appeared on the top of Red Tail Daluo's head without any warning, and grabbed down with his right hand.

Where his big hand covered, the space underwent extremely mysterious changes.

Countless lines flew out from the depths of space. As the lines were drawn away, the world lost its luster, and all things that were originally angular became smooth.

Red Tail Daluo looked at this scene and tried to resist, but when he raised his hand, he found that the lines on his body were also drawn away.

When he raised his hand, he was shocked to find that his height had disappeared.

He could no longer complete the action of raising his hand, or in other words, the concept of height in him was deprived.

Boom!

Fang Yang rotated his palm, and Red Tail Daluo's body completely became linear, scattered one by one on a plane.

Red Tail Daluo was horrified. He felt that Fang Yang was changing the essence of his life. Once Fang Yang completed this change, he would never be able to change back.

The power of the law of time continued to fluctuate, the Daluo Dao fruit was running at a very fast speed, and the Red Tail Daluo tried to change his time again.

However, only pictures flew out of his body, and he could not restore his original body at all.

"What a powerful law of space, this Taoist fellow's law of space is completely different from the law of space of my witch clan."

The great witches on the battlefield saw this scene and had an eye-opening vision.

The ranking of the law of time has always been higher than that of the law of space. When the law of space encounters the law of time, it often falls into a disadvantage.

However, in Fang Yang's hands, the law of time was completely suppressed by the law of space.

The law of time of the Red Tail Daluo was trapped on a plane. No matter how he struggled, his law of time could only act on this plane and could not affect Fang Yang outside the plane.

"The other party's world actually has such a magical means?"

Although the Red Tail Daluo was at a disadvantage, he was not panicked at all.

He was a Daluo Jinxian. No matter what form he turned into, as long as his Daluo Dao fruit was still there, he would not die.

Daluo Jinxian, all time and space are eternal and free, that is to say, no time and space can do anything to Daluo Jinxian.

"Is it still not working?"

Fang Yang frowned as he looked at the paper man who was constantly bursting out magic power on the plane.

He wanted to use space to encapsulate the law of time, but he found that he couldn't seal it at all.

Daluo Jinxian is Daluo Jinxian, not so easy to deal with.