Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the Mountains

When Fang Yang shot the Long-Er Dingguang Immortal, the situation on the East China Sea, which was countless millions of miles away from the South China Sea, was filled with the aura of eternity and indestructibility, and the situation suddenly changed.

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

This is the saint's dojo, which is not in the same dimension as the outside world. There is infinite space inside, and even if Penglai Island is stuffed in, it will not be able to fill even one billionth of it.

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

The so-called Biyou Palace is not the palace where Biyou Fairy, a disciple of Emperor Donghua, lives. It is the most noble palace of Jiejiao. Together with Yuxu Palace of Chanjiao and the Mahavira Palace of Western Buddhism, it is a place for saints to practice.

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

The young man just sat like this. Thousands of years passed without leaving a single trace on his body.

No one would have thought that this ordinary young man would become one of the seven most powerful people in the world, the Master of Tongtian!

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

Without seeing any movement from him, a light curtain automatically condensed out. The light curtain flashed and began to play the life and death experience of Chang Er Dingguang Immortal.

"Teacher, save me!"

"Teacher, save me!"

When he saw the long-eared Dingguang Immortal being shot to pieces by Fang Yang, the Tongtian Cult Master frowned even deeper.

His eyes flashed, but the expression on his face remained calm, and he said calmly: "Even if my disciple commits some unforgivable crime, it is not up to outsiders to punish him. Even though he knew he was my disciple, this casual cultivator committed such a murderous act. It seems that I want to show him some means and give him some punishment to let him know that a disciple of a saint is not someone who can be offended by casual cultivators."

The leader of Tongtian is about to send down his power across space to rescue his disciples and punish Fang Yang.

Suddenly, this mysterious space shook, and a majestic force rushed in. Earthy-yellow aura emerged, condensing into a human figure.

Leader Tongtian was shocked. He could not imagine that anyone would dare to come to his retreat.

"Who?"

"We haven't seen you for 700 million years. Taoist Taoist Tongtian has become very capable after becoming a saint! Just allow your disciples to send people to hunt down the people in this palace, but not allow the people in this palace to fight back."

The figure was completely revealed. She was a dignified and beautiful woman, but also full of the aura of a superior. There was also no abnormality on her body, but when Master Tongtian saw this woman, his expression became extremely solemn.

The authentic spokesperson, Empress Houtu!

In the battle between heaven and man, the Pangu Alliance was defeated and completely defeated. In the end, the way of heaven annexed the way of humanity. However, the Pangu Alliance made a plan for reincarnation in advance and established a tunnel in the underworld.

Empress Houtu is the authentic spokesperson.

Seeing Empress Houtu, Master Tongtian was obviously very shocked: "For the sake of a fake Daluo chess piece, Taoist fellow Taoist did not hesitate to consume the power of the earth, condense the incarnation, and leave the underworld?"

Empress Houtu smiled and said: "If I don't come out, will Taoist Tongtian prepare to use the big to bully the small and take action against my people?"

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

The Tongtian Cult Master frowned even deeper: "Where do you start talking about this, Fellow Taoist Houtu? I just want to give him some small punishment to make him retreat. When have you seen Fellow Taoist Houtu? The big bullies the small."

Empress Houtu shook her head: "My people are sharpening their Taoist heart. If the Taoist friend takes action, his experience will be ruined. I don't allow anyone to take action, and I will chop off the claws of anyone who takes action." .”

While she was speaking, a phantom of a hexagonal roulette appeared in the palm of Queen Houtu's hand. The phantom disappeared in a flash, but even the leader of Tongtian Cult was afraid of it.

What the Tongtian leader is afraid of is not the strength of Empress Houtu, but the six paths of reincarnation.

As a saint, he is no longer afraid of karma, but his disciples are not saints. As his karma falls, he may follow in the footsteps of the Dragon Clan.

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

"Then Taoist Taoist friends should consider whether they can withstand the Immortal Killing Sword Formation."

He has the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and he is not afraid of anyone except Patriarch Hongjun.

Of course, he is not afraid of Ancestor Hongjun. Ancestor Hongjun is his teacher, and he must respect his teacher no matter what.

Empress Houtu did not look at the Four Swords of Zhuxian: "Of course I am not the opponent of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, the first killing formation of the demonic way. However, it seems that the disciples of fellow Taoist are not my opponents, right? If fellow Taoist Tongtian insists on bullying with great force, Young, I have no choice but to imitate others and compete with fellow Taoist disciples."

When she spoke, she emphasized the word "magic path".

Leader Tongtian didn't care about this. What he cared about was what Empress Houtu said later. The words of Empress Houtu hit the Tongtian Cult Leader's Achilles' heel.

In the prehistoric world, there was basically nothing that scared him. Disciples are his few weak spots.

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

"Anyone who uses my disciples to sharpen my disciples should give me an explanation."

After hearing this, Empress Houtu smiled slightly. She raised her hand and said, "Tell me, my people have their own sense of propriety in doing things. Fellow Taoist, you might as well take a look for yourself before you get angry."

"Ok?"

With a thought in his mind, Master Tongtian saw clearly what was going to happen next.

After the crystal light filled the sky, Chang'er Dingguangxian did not die. A lotus-shaped treasure lantern appeared, and the soul of Chang'er Dingguangxian was collected into the treasure lantern.

"This is the lotus lantern of Taoist Nuwa!"

The face of Tongtian Cult Leader turned pale, he thought that Fang Yang would completely kill Chang Er Dingguang Immortal. The power of the Sun-shooting Divine Bow is not something Long-eared Dingguang Immortal can withstand.

Concern leads to chaos, and even the saints are wrong!

Empress Houtu asked: "How do you explain this?"

Leader Tongtian sighed and said: "Fellow Taoist Houtu, you were once a Pangu sect. Why are you stubborn and going against the way of heaven?"

Empress Houtu was slightly startled, thinking of things in the prehistoric world.

Before the sermon in Zixiao Palace, the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Sanqing were good friends. Later, they parted ways because of the name of Pangu Zhengzong.

Unexpectedly, the Eleventh Ancestral Witch has been dead for 700 million years, and the leader of Tongtian Cult will bring up the past again.

Empress Houtu said firmly: "You have your way, and we have our way. If I advise you to get rid of the way of heaven and seek refuge in the way of earth, will you agree?"

After this sentence, the conversation between Master Tongtian and Empress Houtu came to an end.

Different ways do not lead to mutual conspiracy, but both sides got a result they were satisfied with, and everyone was happy.