Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

Wangshu was right. Yang Jiao was killed by the restriction just after he entered the next treasure house.

Boom!

A black cloud was released from the restriction, and purple-blue lightning flashed. Countless demons and monsters emerged from the thunder and lightning, covering the sky and the earth, and bombarded Yang Jiao.

This is the Heavenly Demon Divine Thunder, the most powerful thunder method among the demons. Its power is much stronger than the Wu Earth Divine Thunder of Zhenyuan Daxian and the Soul-stealing Divine Thunder of Hongyun Patriarch.

The demons and monsters bared their teeth and claws, screamed hoarsely, and pounced on the Conferred God Altar, trying to tear it into pieces.

Yang Jiao activated the Conferred God Altar, and the light of the altar surged, and the blazing holy fire rose up, igniting the demons and monsters. After a scream, all the demons and monsters evolved from the Heavenly Demon Divine Thunder were burned into nothingness.

The power of the Hunyuan Lingbao is infinite. It only takes a little activation to break the Heavenly Demon Divine Thunder.

However, no one knows what kind of treasure is hidden in the hall. The forbidden magic set up by the demon clan in this hall is far more powerful than the previous halls.

Although the Heavenly Demon Thunder was broken, a fierce beast with black face and fangs, full of evil spirit, and purple-black scales all over its body was evolved soon.

"Roar!"

The fierce beast slapped down with one claw, and the world was destroyed. Even the avenue in the void could not bear its power and was completely torn apart.

The Conferred God Altar rushed up high, and in an incredible way, it avoided the claw of the fierce beast in a hair's breadth.

Boom!

The Conferred God Altar fell again, and a mushroom cloud rose up, and the forbidden magic was pierced by the Conferred God Altar.

The power of the Hunyuan Lingbao burst out, which was not something these forbidden magic beasts could bear. But when they were delayed by these forbidden magic beasts, Gonggong and others had already caught up.

"Good Yang Jiao, you are a lone man, how dare you plot against the four of us. Do you really think we can't do anything to you?"

The voice of the Kunpeng Patriarch has not yet appeared, but it has already reached Yang Jiao's ears.

Hearing the voice of the Kunpeng Patriarch, Yang Jiao knew that the other party had come. However, how could such a small scene be difficult for him?

A trace of dangerous light appeared in his eyes, and he jumped out of the altar. He held the Jietian Sword in his hand and poured his will into the Jietian Sword.

"Cut!"

A sword light lit up, crossing the past and the future, crossing the void of heaven and earth, and in an instant, it cut off the space behind him.

A sword opened the world.

Between Yang Jiao and the Kunpeng Patriarch and others, a world composed of a long river of sword energy appeared. In a blink of an eye, this world expanded to its limit and collapsed crazily.

Boom!

The consequence of the collapse of the world is that a dark abyss appeared in the void. The abyss swallows everything, and anyone who steps into the time and space avenues will be annihilated.

Gonggong and the others rushed too fast. By the time they reacted, they had been pulled into the abyss.

When they realized that something was wrong, it was too late.

Yang Jiao took the opportunity to strike out with his sword repeatedly, opening up four bottomless abysses in the void, which lay before everyone.

"Yang Jiao, you are so despicable!"

At this moment, even Gonggong was completely enraged by Yang Jiao's behavior.

His body swelled, became taller and bigger, and turned into a giant hundreds of light years tall, bursting out the power of the ancestor witch, confronting the devouring power of the abyss head-on.

With one breath, he rolled back the sea of ​​stars, causing a shocking wave. With a move of his hands, he stirred up the heavens and destroyed all the worlds.

"The ancestor witch is the ancestor witch, the real Pangu authentic, not something that an ordinary innate god can compare to."

Yang Jiao looked back and saw Gonggong's power, and was slightly shocked. In terms of cultivation alone, there is still a big gap between this clone and Gonggong.

Swish!

In order to prevent Gonggong and others from catching up, Yang Jiao sent out a long river of sword energy backwards while moving forward. Under Yang Jiao's tricks, Gonggong and others not only failed to catch up, but were getting farther and farther away from him.

Thick-skinned, you can eat enough, thin-skinned, you can't eat anything. Yang Jiao didn't think there was anything wrong with tricks.

As long as there are substantial benefits, what does it matter if you are called despicable? Others scolding you can only damage your image and can't cause you any harm.

The next moment, Yang Jiao entered the core of the palace.

Here, he saw a ray of light, an eternal and immortal light. This light shuttled between reality and nothingness, and wherever it passed, countless small worlds were born and died.

Because of this light, the interior of the palace was forcibly opened up an infinite time and space, without boundaries, without limits, and it was expanding and expanding.

Just like the Big Bang, a ray of light opened up a universe.

"Innate immortal aura!"

Yang Jiao's little heart jumped unconvincingly.

What is the innate immortal spiritual light? It is the predecessor of the innate spiritual treasure.

The innate immortal spiritual light combined with the Great Dao can form the embryo of the innate spiritual treasure. After that, the embryo of the innate spiritual treasure can absorb the essence of heaven and earth and the world's Dao rhyme, and become an innate spiritual treasure.

The four swords of Zhuxian were cultivated by Luohou with the innate immortal spiritual light, combined with the four great ways of the origin of anger, killing and trapping.

"It is neither copper, nor iron, nor steel, and it was hidden under Mount Xumi." This sentence refers to the process of the cultivation of the four swords of Zhuxian.

"Okay, okay! Although there is only one, there is always hope that it is not. I only need to find six more innate immortal spiritual lights and wait for half a kalpa to cultivate the Xuantian Seven-Section Sword Formation."

There is nothing to say about collecting.

Yang Jiao's mind moved, and a small golden bell flew out and crashed into the universe opened up by the innate immortal spiritual light.

The innate immortal light realized the danger and wanted to escape, but no matter how hard it tried, it could not escape the innate treasure.

The Chaos Bell enveloped it, and the innate immortal light could not even struggle, and was collected by the Chaos Bell.

After collecting the innate immortal light, Yang Jiao was about to enter the Conferred God Altar and rush into the next treasure house, but Gonggong, Kunpeng Patriarch and others had already rushed over.

When Kunpeng Patriarch saw the universe in the center of the hall, his eyes flashed. He glanced at Bai Ze, and Bai Ze immediately understood.

"Master Yang, the previous treasure houses have been plundered by you. People should learn to be content. You don't want to be an enemy of all of us, right?"

Continuing forward, there is a new restriction, and Yang Jiao does not want to open the way for Gonggong and others.

In fact, if Yang Jiao hadn't rushed around and destroyed many restrictions, Gonggong and others would not have come so quickly.

When Bai Ze spoke, Gonggong, Kunpeng Patriarch, and Wangshu formed a tripod and surrounded Yang Jiao.

It seems that Yang Jiao's behavior of eating alone made the three people very dissatisfied.

Facing the four great masters, Yang Jiao was not afraid. He slowly offered the altar of conferring gods and said with a smile:

"Our leader of Jiejiao has never been afraid of siege. At worst, I will destroy this treasure house and then destroy the world of Tianyao. By then, you will get nothing."

Gonggong and others were shocked when they heard this.

Tongtian leader shattered the prehistoric land with one sword while being besieged. No one didn't know about this.

Yang Jiao took a step forward, and his momentum increased sharply, forcing Wangshu, who had the shallowest foundation, to take a step back.

He looked at Gonggong sincerely: "Fellow Daoist Gonggong once broke Mount Buzhou with his head, so you should be able to understand my mood at this moment, right?" (End of this chapter)