Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

Facing the endless army of resentful spirits, even though Fang Yang and others had boundless magical powers, they still had a hard time dealing with them.

Because of the catastrophe, they had lost their immortal bodies, and could get hurt and die.

Hong Zhou said, "If this continues, we will die in the hands of resentful spirits sooner or later."

He originally wanted to be more stable and slowly look for opportunities. But now, they seemed to have no time.

Fang Yang said, "I suddenly thought of a way."

"What way?"

Hearing Fang Yang's words, both Hongjun Laozu and Hong Zhou became curious.

In this situation, even they had no way out. They couldn't think of any other way Fang Yang could do.

Fang Yang said: "Since this world is made of flesh and blood, then this world must be poisoned."

"Poison?"

Hong Zhou reacted, "Daoyou, are you going to refine a poison that can infect this world, plant it in the world, and let the person behind the scenes reap what he has sown?"

"That's right! Since the person behind the scenes dares to devour us, he must bear the consequences of devouring us. But I have to enter the two of you's natal worlds before I can refine the poison."

Fang Yang's inspiration was given by the person behind the scenes.

Among the dead, he saw the ancestor of the Styx. So, he thought of what he said back then.

The blood sea is not dry, the Styx is not dead, and the situation of this world is similar to the blood sea.

He didn't believe it. The whole world was infected with the virus and a tumor was born. Could the person behind the scenes still hide in the dark safely?

Force this person out and then kill him.

At their level, it is no longer just swallowing energy, swallowing the Dao rhyme can improve cultivation. The person behind the scenes must have reached a bottleneck in his cultivation by using such inferior means.

Fang Yang didn't believe that they couldn't kill a jumping clown with the combined strength of so many people. Even if this person was the Heavenly Dao of the Chaos World, they could still kill him.

"Okay! As long as your method works, anything is fine."

Hongjun Patriarch agreed very much.

At this point, they had no choice but to do it according to Fang Yang's method.

This world is too strong, and their attacks are completely ineffective against the world. If they follow what Fang Yang said, the situation will be different.

After Fang Yang entered Hong Zhou's natal world, he no longer cared about the outside world and devoted himself to refining poison.

This poison is not a poison that directly harms the flesh and blood world, but an inducer.

What he wants to refine is a poisonous light that can guide the flesh and blood to mutate, thereby devouring other flesh and blood in the flesh and blood world.

Speaking of which, the principle of this poisonous light is learned from the Six Soul Banner.

Their own power cannot destroy this world. But the power of this world itself is enough to devour this world.

"Despicable and shameless thing, I will let you know what the price of calculating against me is."

As his mind moved, infinite resentment and the power of the catastrophe entered his palm and began to merge and evolve.

In fact, under the oppression of the catastrophe, his cultivation has improved a lot. However, if he cannot leave this world, his avenue will be suppressed by the person behind the scenes, making it impossible for him to get the biggest improvement.

However, once he leaves this world, his cultivation will soar into the sky like a compressed spring.

This is also the reason why he dared to force the person behind the scenes to appear.

If he is not the opponent of the person behind the scenes, why should he force the other party to appear?

After Fang Yang's breath disappeared, the master of the flesh and blood world seemed to have noticed it and sent countless resentful spirits to search for Fang Yang.

But how could this person think that Fang Yang, a Hunyuan Wuda Daluo Jinxian, would hide in someone else's natal world.

At the same time, Patriarch Hongjun and Hong Zhou were fighting with the army of resentful spirits outside. Although they were powerful, the number of resentful spirits seemed endless, and every battle made them feel exhausted. They knew in their hearts that Fang Yang's plan was their only hope.

Pangu, the founding spirit, Patriarch Hunpeng and others noticed that Fang Yang had disappeared, and immediately thought that Fang Yang must be implementing some plan.

They did not stop it. This was not the time for them to fight internally.

Not only did they not stop it, they took the initiative to expose themselves to attract firepower for Patriarch Hongjun and Hong Zhou, and relieve the pressure on the two of them.

Everyone had no way out. They could only count on Fang Yang to see if Fang Yang could break the situation.

"Fellow Daoist Hong Zhou, quickly transfer this seat out."

On this day, Hong Zhou finally heard good news.

He saw that Fang Yang was sitting in his own natal world, with a black halo between his palms.

It seemed that Fang Yang himself was also suppressing this halo.

Hong Zhou did not delay any longer and immediately sent Fang Yang to the sky.

After Fang Yang left Hong Zhou's natal world, he no longer hesitated, released the power to suppress the light ball, and threw it into the distance.

Boom!

The next moment, a black storm blew in the flesh and blood world. This storm is invisible and intangible, but once it touches the flesh and blood, it immediately merges into it.

Every void and every angle in this world was dyed black.

Pangu, the founding spirit, Hunpeng Patriarch and others saw this situation, and without hesitation, they propped up the protective shield to isolate the black storm.

They felt that these black storms were not good things.

Wow wow wow!

Suddenly, in the black air, a loud cry came out.

At first, there was only one sound, and soon there was a second sound, a third sound, and soon, the sounds came one after another, and became one piece.

In the depths of the black storm, on the ground, groups of flesh and blood squirmed and became alive, and then these flesh and blood condensed into the shape of babies.

In the surprised eyes of Pangu and others, these baby-shaped flesh and blood actually turned into real babies.

"If I am not mistaken, what Fang Yang just released was poison, right?"

The Queen Mother Hou Tu was shocked.

In the world of flesh and blood, a ball of poison was released, and countless lives were created?

Pangu was also stunned. He had lived for countless years and encountered such a thing for the first time.

"Should, right? But, what did Fang Yang create these lives for? Could it be that he wanted to use these lives to defeat the master of this world of flesh and blood?"

Pangu was not optimistic about Fang Yang, or rather, he did not have any expectations for Fang Yang's approach.

However, the great god Fang Yang never did useless work. What he did must have meaning.

When everyone was questioning, the babies actually devoured the flesh and blood on the ground. They sucked the flesh and blood on the ground into their mouths little by little like sucking breast milk.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, these babies began to grow up, from infancy, adolescence, and youth. In the blink of an eye, they grew into adults.

As these babies grew up, they seemed to have a sense of perception and bowed in the direction of Fang Yang.

"Greetings, Father God!"

Fang Yang actually created the human race in this world of flesh and blood? (End of this chapter)