Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

With the help of Gonggong's power, the altar of conferring gods was destroyed all the way, breaking through many restrictions, and soon entered a new palace.

Emperor Jun spent a lot of effort when building the palace.

These palaces are made of minerals in the chaotic world, forged and hammered with the fire of the sun god, and are indestructible.

This reminds Yang Jiao of the Temple of Destiny in the world of destiny.

The Temple of Destiny is not something that can appear in the prehistoric world. Its hardness is so strong that even Fang Yang can't do anything about it.

The interior of the palace is a vast and boundless gray space with a faint chaotic airflow. After walking in, it gives people a feeling of entering a chaotic world.

"This is the forbidden land of the demon clan. Except for those who have the blood of the demon clan emperor, no one is allowed to enter. Those who enter without permission will die!"

In the void, an extremely domineering voice sounded. This voice was full of warnings and murderous intent. It seemed that Yang Jiao would be crushed to pieces as long as he took a step forward.

Yang Jiao was not moved at all, and he didn't even pay attention to this voice.

Between killing and taking treasure, he would certainly choose the one that is most beneficial to him. The most important thing at the moment is to get the treasure in the palace. Other people or things are not important.

Seeing Yang Jiao moving forward regardless of anything, he was not polite to hide in the dark and directly activated the ban in the hall to kill Yang Jiao.

However, Yang Jiao's current cultivation level is not something that can be wiped out by the ban.

Yang Jiao sent out a series of sword energy, and the mysteries of various great ways and various laws emerged one after another. He even communicated with Fang Yang and borrowed all of Fang Yang's attainments in cultivation.

This is terrifying.

After the transformation of the world of destiny was completed, Fang Yang, the way of heaven, also received huge feedback. Later, the master of the reincarnation established the reincarnation, and Fang Yang's cultivation and Taoism leaped again.

Adding these things together, Fang Yang's understanding of the great way has far exceeded Di Jun Taiyi and most of the great masters in history.

Even if Luohou was resurrected, it was doubtful who would win and who would lose in a fight with Fang Yang.

After borrowing the cultivation attainments from Fang Yang, Yang Jiao looked at the restrictions in the hall again, and felt that there were loopholes everywhere and it was crude.

Swish! Swish!

The sword energy penetrated the void and shot out, instantly stopping the operation of the restrictions.

Yang Jiao walked in the restrictions without any hindrance, as if he had become the master of the restrictions.

"You, who are you? There is no great master in the world that I don't know."

The person in the dark made a shocked voice.

Yang Jiao did not answer, but just moved forward. He had to race against time to get more treasures. He had a hunch that this treasure house was the last time he could enjoy it alone.

When Gonggong and his group caught up, he thought that any treasure would be blocked by everyone.

"My fellow Taoist, my demon race is powerful and is the strongest race in the heavens. It will not benefit you at all to be an enemy of my demon race."

"Donghuang of my demon race is the first person under the saint. Although he is temporarily dead, he will come back one day. Although you have some cultivation, you are definitely not the opponent of His Majesty Donghuang."

"Fellow Taoist, I advise you to do it well."

"Leave a way for others so that we can meet in the future."

Yang Jiao moved forward all the way. During this process, the existence in the dark has been persuading him to stop.

Pop!

After breaking through the last restriction, Yang Jiao finally came to the center of the hall.

When he saw the things stored in the hall, something called emotion emerged from his heart again.

The thing in the center of the hall is a huge chaos stone, on which countless chaos auras linger.

On this chaos stone, there are dense restrictions, sealing three treasures, a door, a pool, and a chessboard.

The door is a sky-blue portal with countless Shinto runes printed on it. Before the door is opened, a guiding force emanates from it.

The pool is a divine pool with the aura of creation. The water in the pool is bubbling, as if there are young boys and girls hiding under the water holding their breath.

The chessboard is a chessboard full of the aura of disaster, with a total of 129,600 chess pieces on it.

These chess pieces are half red and half black. The red ones have a faint auspicious light, while the black ones are full of weirdness and ominousness.

Yang Jiao looked at them one by one, silently calculating in his heart, and soon figured out the origins of the three treasures.

They are all innate spiritual treasures, called the Gate of Tianwei, the Feixian Pool, and the Wanjie Chessboard.

The Gate of Tianwei is a divine object that suppresses the luck of the heaven. As long as the mark of the Gate of Tianwei is stamped on a living being, after the living being becomes an immortal, it will be led to the heaven by the guiding fairy light.

The Feixian Pool is a divine object that changes one's aptitude. Any creature that enters it can become a pure celestial being after transformation, and the speed of cultivation is incomparable.

The Wanjie Chessboard is an innate spiritual treasure that controls the fortune and misfortune of the people in the world. Black chess pieces bring disasters to people, and red chess pieces bring blessings to people.

"Sure enough, the foundation of the demon race is extraordinary. I only got a piece of innate immortal spiritual light in the previous treasure house. When I came here, I saw three innate spiritual treasures."

"They were originally left by Emperor Jun for Lu Ya, but now, they are cheap for me."

Yang Jiao urged the Conferred God Altar to bombard the Chaos Stone.

However, when Yang Jiao attacked the forbidden method, the forbidden method was also activated at the same time, and countless golden crows and firebirds flew out of the forbidden method to resist Yang Jiao.

Faced with the power of the forbidden method, Yang Jiao remained calm and continued to stimulate the power of the Conferred God Altar.

Boom!

The restrictions on the Chaos Stone were as fragile as Zha Zha Hui, and were blasted into countless light ends.

"No!"

The voice was painful and desperate, but at this point, the owner of the voice was unwilling to come out.

It's normal to think about it.

No matter how loyal the person in the dark is to Emperor Jun, he must have some bad thoughts in his heart after watching the treasure for so many years but not being able to move.

The human heart cannot withstand the test of time.

Moreover, it is very likely that Emperor Jun has taken the True Spirit Seal of others. In this case, of course, people will not die for Emperor Jun's plan.

Boom!

Yang Jiao collected three innate spiritual treasures and heard the explosion again.

Gonggong and his group caught up again!

Seeing this, Yang Jiao put away the Conferred God Altar, jumped out of thin air, and disappeared in the hall.

"Yang Jiao, you villain, how could Jiejiao have a leader like you? You have disgraced the Sage Tongtian."

Gonggong's scolding echoed throughout the hall.

Among the four people, he was the most angry. Yang Jiao could have chosen anyone else to use, but he chose him.

Gonggong really didn't like the feeling of being led by the nose.

As for the other three, they were happy to join forces with Gonggong to deal with Yang Jiao.

Yang Jiao got too many benefits, so many that they were jealous.

Gonggong came to the center of the hall in a rage, but he didn't see Yang Jiao, and was disappointed again.

"Damn, one step late again!" (End of this chapter)