Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

"Their strength is pretty good, but unfortunately, they don't seem to trust each other and can't support each other. Otherwise, it would be a lot of trouble for me to deal with them."

Faced with the siege of the three great masters, Yang Jiao shook his head.

When he was fighting with the tall and thin and short and fat masters, the Destroying Demon Dragon took the opportunity to restore his form.

The sword shadows were heavy, and there were sword lights, sword energy, and sword sounds everywhere in the world. Even countless sword energy creatures were derived, strangling everything and destroying the universe.

In just a few breaths, the joint forces of the three great masters showed signs of being broken.

"Not good! If he really breaks our alliance with all his strength, the three of us will definitely lose."

The Destroying Demon Dragon roared wildly.

Swish!

At the critical moment of life and death, the three were finally willing to put aside some of their grievances and officially join forces.

The three of them flew up together, a full moon wheel, a half-moon scimitar, and a mace, three innate spiritual treasures intersected in one place, and endless precious light gushed out, like three suns colliding together.

As the three innate spiritual treasures merged, the bodies of the three people seemed to overlap, and there was a faint sense of fusion.

This combined attack made the sky and the earth change color, ghosts cried and gods howled, and even the avenue sang a sad song. There was only this attack left in the sky and on the ground.

Yang Jiao recalled the seven swords and activated the Xuantian Seven-section Sword Formation. The formation spirit entered his body, and the person and the formation merged into one, and he killed a blow.

Boom!

All the attacks of the opponent were defeated alive.

With his current cultivation, even if he only used the sword of the best acquired spiritual treasure level to set up the formation, he could resist the siege of three masters of the same level.

Although these three people were powerful when they joined forces, they still could not threaten him.

The space where the three people were located began to collapse, sink, and annihilate. A white hole was punched out, and infinite energy erupted from the white hole. The energy torrent rushed through the surface of the three people's bodies, washing away a layer of their skin.

"This person's cultivation is so powerful, worthy of being a person who can defeat the leader of the Wusheng Sect."

The three people saw that they were at a disadvantage so quickly, and knew that Yang Jiao's strength was far above theirs, and they could not defeat the enemy.

At this time, a sword light broke through the air and attacked, and the sword light actually contained a breath of eternal avenue.

Whoosh!

The short and fat great supernatural power was cut in half, and a big head was thrown in the air.

At the same time, the other two great supernatural powers also heard the sound of the short and fat great supernatural power's life world collapsing.

Bang!

In the blink of an eye, the short and fat great supernatural power was annihilated, the true spirit was pulled into the abyss, and the image returned to the long river of fate.

Seeing their teammates being killed, the other two great masters' faces changed wildly, and they retreated without thinking.

The current situation is that they not only lost their teammates, but also their joint forces were broken, and the two of them have lost the ability to fight again.

Yang Jiao did not chase them because someone did not let him chase.

At the moment when the short and fat great master was killed, a powerful existence was alarmed, and endless willow branches flew and entangled, crisscrossing, weaving a big net in front of Yang Jiao.

This net, covering the ten directions of heaven and earth, Yang Jiao's magic power and sword energy hit it, and immediately disappeared and was transferred to another space.

"Humph, I didn't expect that the famous chaotic space demon god was actually a person who hid his head and showed his tail. It's really despised."

Yang Jiao's expression was indifferent, secretly communicating with the main body and borrowing the realm from the main body.

To deal with the avenue of space, you must use the avenue of space of the main body. Fang Yang's attainments in the avenue of space are definitely not as good as those of the Immortal Yangmei, but understanding the avenue of space is better than knowing nothing about it.

"Junior, you are too rude. Even your master has to call me senior when he sees me."

A voice came out from the huge innate willow, with deep anger, and suddenly resounded through the sky.

The heaven and earth shook!

The sound waves rolled and spread throughout the entire Yangmei world.

With this voice, the innate willow suddenly shrank and turned into a Taoist priest covered in white divine light. It seems that it is another Yangmei Immortal.

This Yangmei Immortal's cultivation is definitely not as good as the one in the chaotic world, but his aura still intimidates the world and destroys the heavens.

"Second Yuanshen, or a clone?"

Yang Jiao looked at the Yangmei Immortal who appeared, and was not shocked at all.

He had already considered the worst case scenario. Not to mention the Yangmei Immortal's clone, even if the Yangmei Immortal's real body appeared, he could accept it calmly.

"Junior, you still have time to leave now."

The Yangmei Immortal looked at Yang Jiao with empty eyes and expressionless face, but his voice was still angry.

He did not take Yang Jiao, a junior, seriously, but Yang Jiao broke into the Yangmei World and killed a great master in the Yangmei World, so he was inevitably angry.

Yang Jiao couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "If I don't leave, what will you do?"

"Arrogant!" Yangmei Great Immortal shook his head and said: "You may think that since my original body is blocked in the chaotic world, you can do whatever you want. I tell you, you are wrong!"

"This clone of my seat was cultivated with the best innate spiritual root, the innate willow. You may not know what the clone cultivated with the best innate spiritual root is. In the west of the prehistoric world, there is a saint named Zhunti, who was cultivated with the best innate spiritual root. In other words, this clone of mine has the qualities of a saint!"

The voice of Yangmei Great Immortal contained confidence higher than the sky and deeper than the sea.

At this time, the divine light on Yang Jiao's body flashed, and then he looked up at Yang Mei Daxian: "Have you finished talking nonsense? If you have, let me send you on your way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Jiao's momentum surged, and a more powerful and purer magic power than before appeared in his body.

Yang Mei Daxian sensed this breath and his eyes focused: "You are not Yang Jiao? Who are you?"

Yang Jiao did not answer, and he would not answer.

A brilliant divine light appeared on his body, immortal for eternity, and various long rivers of the avenue flowed out of his body, which shocked Yang Mei Daxian.

Kill!

Yang Mei Daxian finally couldn't hold back and took the initiative. He opened his arm, and a sky full of stars appeared behind him, shining, and the light illuminated the world.

Yang Jiao saw clearly that the stars behind Yang Mei Daxian were not stars, but magic weapons.

These magic weapons are innate and acquired. There are very few innate spiritual treasures, only five, but there are a lot of innate treasures, including knives, guns, sticks, clubs, rulers, toilets, and chamber pots. There are countless of them.

Yang Jiao is sure that even the treasure house of the demon clan does not have so many magic weapons.

"Young man, you are too rude. I will let you see the power of the innate Wanbao formation!"

Yang Mei Daxian shouted softly, and countless magic weapons formed a long river and bombarded Yang Jiao. (End of this chapter)