Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the 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 that he has 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 undoubted. 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 spiritual 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."

When Luo Hu heard this, his expression changed. He had realized that the situation was not good. If he moves, he will 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 fish in the lotus pond in the demon world was stunned, and then burst out laughing.

"Rahu! Rahu! I've told you a long time ago that no one among us in the devil's path will really trust anyone else. If you use devil's means to plot against those 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 Lord Tower.

He is not worried about the Sun-shooting Divine Bow and the Tiger Demonic Sword. They are both treasures of the Witch Clan. He is not worried about the treasures obtained from the world of destiny. If Luo Hu had that ability, he would not die.

In Rahu's time, there was no way of heaven. If he becomes the spokesperson of heaven in the world of destiny, how can Patriarch Hongjun kill him?

When Houtu Niang Ning saw that Fang Yang had even taken out the middle-grade Houtian Lingbao, Du Junta, she didn't say anything and just checked it one by one.

"No problem. If you get a magic treasure in the future, you must not refine it directly. You have already seen the methods of the magic."

Empress Houtu warned.

"Junior knows."

Speaking of which, he couldn't be blamed for this. He had just arrived in the ancient world, and his mind was as simple as a kitten. When I see fairy seeds falling down, my first reaction is to swallow them to increase my magic power.

In fact, if he hadn't swallowed the World-Destroying Black Lotus Seed in a reckless move, he wouldn't have been able to cultivate to the point where he is now.

Blessings lie where misfortunes lie, misfortunes lie where blessings rely. Whether all this is a blessing or a curse, I really can’t tell.

After solving the matter of Luohu's mark, Fang Yang explained his intention to the Empress Houtu.

He raised his hand, and a ball of essence and blood of the Demon God of Destiny appeared in his palm and flew towards the Queen Mother.

Seeing this, Empress Houtu was also greatly shocked: "The essence and blood of the Chaos Demon God?"

Fang Yang had no intention of hiding this matter. Empress Houtu was an authentic member of the Pangu sect, so how could she value the essence and blood of the Chaos Demon God?

From now on, no matter whether you go outside Pangu Hall or go to the Buzhou Mountain ruins, you can't hide it from Queen Houtu.

In Mount Buzhou, there is the Gonggong Ancestral Shaman, and outside the Pangu Hall, there is the Shaman Clan. No matter what, there is no way around Empress Houtu.

"Exactly! This junior got some by chance and is ready to refine them to enhance his original power."

Empress Houtu pushed back the essence and blood of the Demon God of Destiny with one hand. She understood Fang Yang's plan: "You are going to go outside Pangu Palace or Buzhou Mountain to use the will of the Father to suppress the will of the Demon God of Chaos." ?”

"That's it, please grant me your permission!"

Fang Yang bowed.

Empress Houtu smiled and said: "You are lucky. However, with the essence and blood of the Destiny Demon God, your origin can be greatly improved, which will be of great benefit to your future cultivation."

With a click of her finger, a letter was condensed, and the letter flew steadily into Fang Yang's hand.

"Since the Lich War, I and my brother have not seen each other again. Just go to the Buzhou Mountain ruins and give this letter to my brother."

"Thank you, empress, for making it happen!"

Fang Yang took the letter and thanked him.