Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

As the two top experts Yangmei Immortal and Fang Yang were wiped out, their realms disappeared into the endless void like a dreamy bubble.

Heavenly Dao keenly captured this rare opportunity. It no longer hesitated and immediately poured down the larger and more pure power of rules, sweeping across the entire world of destiny like a torrent.

The goal of Tiandao is far beyond simply preventing Fang Yang from attaining enlightenment. Its ambition is to control the entire world of destiny, and even the broader Three Thousand Worlds.

For the way of heaven, there is no room for two tigers in one mountain, and the three thousand worlds are potential threats. Only by bringing them all under one's control can one ensure its supremacy.

However, Fang Yang's recovery speed far exceeded Tiandao's expectations.

In this world of destiny, his vitality has almost reached an incredible level, and he is immortal in the true sense.

As soon as Tiandao expanded its territory to every corner of the world of destiny, Fang Yang was resurrected with full blood, just like the return of the dead, standing between heaven and earth again.

He once again summoned the Heavenly Dharma of Pangu Capital City, and the vast power spread instantly, shattering the realm of Heavenly Dao into pieces and shrinking rapidly.

Upon seeing this, Ancestor Hongjun put away the God-killing Spear, raised his hand, and evolved a divine flag filled with the aura of destruction.

Among the three treasures of Kaitian, Pangu Banner is famous for its powerful attack. At this moment, it has exerted unprecedented power in the hands of Ancestor Hongjun. Countless chaotic sword lights cut through the void, like the light of the ax that created the world, heading straight for Fang Yang.

However, Fang Yang is not afraid at all. The Destiny World has now integrated the power of 365 great worlds, which is much more powerful than those worlds that only integrated 49 great worlds.

After Fang Yang absorbed the essence of these big worlds, his cultivation has reached a whole new level.

He does not need to rely on the power of the world of destiny, he can be on par with the strongest saint, Nuwa Empress, on his own. What's more, he also understood the mystery of the highest level of the innate Pangu Dharma, which made his strength once again achieve a qualitative leap.

Unless Patriarch Hongjun or the true form of Heavenly Dao comes, in that case, he will turn around and run away, and he will definitely not bring humiliation to himself.

In the endless chaos, the confrontation between Fang Yang and Ancestor Hongjun reached a climax again. The two people's powers intertwined and collided in the void, bursting out with dazzling light, as if they were going to tear the entire universe apart. They fought inextricably, and every confrontation was like the falling of stars, causing endless shocks.

Taoist Lord Sacred Heart and Taoist Master Samsara have already seen the intensity of the battle. They know very well that today's battle is no longer something they can intervene in. Therefore, they decisively withdrew from the world of destiny and entered their vacuum hometown, choosing to wait and see what happened.

Their responsibility is to protect the foundation of the Wusheng Sect and ensure that the Wusheng Sect will not be affected in the confrontation between Fang Yang and Hongjun Ancestor.

They know that only by guarding this foundation can they provide a solid backing for future battles.

And the world of destiny, this once prosperous world, has now become riddled with holes.

Fang Yang's body also suffered unprecedented heavy damage in this battle. From the outside, his body seemed to be torn into countless pieces, each piece emitting a faint light, which was tenaciously supported by his life force as a saint.

The great powers of the heavens sensed Fang Yang's current predicament from the divine light that occasionally came out of his body.

Fang Yang has integrated the world of destiny with himself, and every scar in the world of destiny seems to be engraved on his body. The more broken the world of destiny is, the more severe the pain Fang Yang endures.

Finally, after a fierce confrontation, the land of Destiny World began to collapse and shatter into countless pieces. This scene seems to return to the moment when the prehistoric world was shattered. Endless fragments float in the void, exuding a desolate atmosphere.

At the moment when the world of destiny was shattered, the sound of destruction sounded in the void. The sound was low and terrifying, as if it heralded the end of the entire universe.

Even Dao Dao began to mourn the shattering of the world of destiny. It seemed to be sighing, as if crying, as if the next moment, the entire world of destiny would be completely destroyed.

And at this moment, Yangmei Daxian was resurrected at the moment when the world of destiny was shattered.

He saw that this once prosperous universe had become so dilapidated, and was heartbroken. Like Tiandao, he has long regarded the world of destiny as his own. Now that he saw it in such dilapidated condition, he felt extremely sad.

However, even so, he had no idea of ​​breaking the world of destiny. With the shield of the great world of destiny, the ancient heavenly way cannot bring down all its power.

He is an extraterrestrial demon and needs the protective umbrella of the Destiny World to keep this incarnation.

"The three thousand great worlds are protected by the rules set by Pangu. If it weren't for the Wusheng Cult Master's attack on the Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian, the prehistoric Heavenly Dao would not be able to enter at all. In this way, as long as the poor Taoist destroys the foundation of the Wusheng Cult Master, the Wusheng Cult Master will It is inevitable that the enlightenment will fail. When Master Wusheng fails to attain enlightenment, the great world of destiny will naturally recede."

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, as if he had found the key to solving the problem. He no longer limited his sights to the direct confrontation with Fang Yang and Primeval Tiandao, but began to think about how to solve the problem from the root.

After having such an idea, Yangmei Daxian lost his martial virtue just like Tiandao just now.

He hid in an independent space he created, quietly observing the fight between Fang Yang and Patriarch Hongjun, ready to take action at any time to destroy Pangu Dutian Dharma Image.

One month, two months, three months

Yangmei Daxian waited for three months, and Fang Yang was completely at a disadvantage because of his broken body.

However, in order to control the world of destiny, the Heavenly Dao did not immediately kill Fang Yang's hope of proving the Dao.

Three months later, Yangmei Daxian finally found an opportunity: Fang Yang's domain was torn by the Heavenly Dao.

"Master Wusheng, I will send you on your way!"

Yangmei Daxian took a step and appeared behind Fang Yang silently. After he locked onto Pangu Dutian Dharma Image, he chopped down the sword of space in his hand.

This sword had the same goal as Patriarch Hongjun!

The attacks of the two peerless masters fell on Pangu Dutian Dharma Image at the same time, and everything disappeared and was destroyed.

Crack!

The Pangu Dutian Dharma, which had originally been unparalleled in defense, was like porcelain, and turned into countless fragments scattered in the void, and finally turned into ashes. Fang Yang's soul was also destroyed in this blow.

However, in the seemingly empty void, a Tao seed quietly emerged. It shone with infinite divine light, dazzling and dazzling, as if it was a universe containing infinite mysteries.

"This is the Tao fruit of the Wusheng Sect Master!"

The Immortal Yangmei stared at the Tao seed closely, and was overjoyed. He had waited for so long, waiting for this moment.

With a "whoosh", the sword of space chopped down again and landed on the Tao seed.

The Daluo Tao fruit was the Tao fruit that Fang Yang had cultivated for many years and experienced countless hardships before it was condensed. It contained his lifelong cultivation and perception.

However, under this thunderous blow, fine cracks began to appear on the surface of the Daluo Tao fruit.

These cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, and the originally extremely solid Daluo Tao fruit began to become shaky.

The eyes of the Immortal Yangmei flashed with anticipation. He held the hilt tightly, as if he could feel the vibration from the tip of the sword.

As the cracks increased, the light of the Daluo Dao Fruit began to dim gradually. Finally, in the expectant eyes of the Immortal Yangmei, it completely collapsed and turned into nothingness.

The originally dazzling Dao Fruit had disappeared without a trace at this moment, leaving only the energy fluctuations that permeated the void.

Boom!

In the sky, thunder roared, and the rolling thunder shook the entire prehistoric world, as if the gods between heaven and earth were wailing for it. At the same time, blood rain fell one after another, dyeing the whole world red, and every drop of blood rain seemed to carry endless sadness and grief.

At this moment, an inexplicable sadness surged in the hearts of all living beings, as if they had lost their loved ones. They looked up at the sky, their eyes full of fear and uneasiness, not knowing what this sudden change meant.

"Brother failed to prove the Dao?"

The Holy Heart Daojun couldn't believe it. Fang Yang, who had always been powerful and had a plan, actually failed?

The Master of the Samsara Dao was filled with bitterness. Although he was unwilling to accept it, he still said, "It is indeed a failure. The Dao Fruit is shattered, and I am afraid it will take a long time for it to come back." (End of this chapter)