Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

"Why is it you?"

Tongtian Patriarch and Yang Jiao were both shocked when they saw each other. However, the reasons for their shock were different.

Tongtian Patriarch was shocked and afraid, while Yang Jiao was simply shocked.

Yang Jiao set up a backup plan in Nangong to see if there were people in Jiejiao who were in collusion with Wuyunxian.

Unexpectedly, he did not wait for Jiejiao disciples, but waited for Tongtian Patriarch.

"No, you are not the master, you are a demon who blasphemes the saints!"

After being shocked, Yang Jiao said in a firm tone.

If it was the real Tongtian Patriarch, even if it was just a thought, it would not be trapped by this evil corpse.

So, in an instant, he made a judgment.

Tongtian Patriarch was furious when he heard this: "Yang Jiao, you are a traitor who betrays your master and ancestors, and you still have the face to appear in front of me?"

Yang Jiao's hand paused. He felt that the emotions of the person opposite him were real, not pretended or forced.

"What's going on?"

Even so, he was sure that this Tongtian Patriarch must be fake.

Tongtian Patriarch must be fair and square when he returns to Jiejiao.

He could not feel any holy power from this Tongtian Patriarch, and holy power could never be faked.

"You said you are the master, so I ask you, what is the most powerful formation of my Jiejiao?"

Yang Jiao stepped forward and stared at Tongtian Patriarch.

Only Sanqing, Hongjun Patriarch, and himself knew about the Xuantian Seven-Section Sword Formation. Although he had used this formation many times, he had never said the name of this formation.

If the Tongtian Patriarch opposite was fake, then he must not know about the Xuantian Seven-Section Sword Formation.

"Hahaha!"

Tongtian Patriarch laughed three times, "Everyone knows that the most powerful formation of our sect is the Zhuxian Sword Formation. You won't make up a formation at random and then refuse to acknowledge my identity, right? Whether you admit it or not, you are a traitor to your master and ancestors!"

Hearing the words of the person opposite, Yang Jiao felt relieved all of a sudden. All his worries disappeared.

How could he be Tongtian Patriarch if he didn't even know the formation he created?

"Well! No matter who made you the chess piece, as long as you are beaten back to your original form, your origin will be exposed."

Yang Jiao's face was solemn, and he suddenly made a move. From all directions, 129,600 chess pieces flew out at the same time, turning into a long river of 129,600 laws, rushing and roaring, strangling Tongtian Patriarch.

When Yang Jiao appeared, Tongtian Patriarch was already looking for a way to survive.

In his memory, Yang Jiao had attacked him before and almost destroyed his residual soul. He never thought that Yang Jiao would show mercy to him because of his identity.

However, he did not expect that Yang Jiao would be so decisive and did not even give him a little buffer time.

Tongtian Patriarch just felt countless fierce disasters coming from all directions, and was completely submerged in the torrent of disasters.

His magic power and his cultivation were vulnerable to Yang Jiao's attack.

"Sure enough, he is not the master. A real saint would not be so weak. The strength of this Tongtian Patriarch is not even as good as the Chuanshan Daojun of the Wusheng Sect."

However, Yang Jiao himself was also extremely surprised.

He thought that this fake Tongtian Patriarch had a great ability and could fight him to a standstill. So, he used all his strength as soon as he made a move.

Who knew that this Tongtian Patriarch was simply vulnerable. He just made a move and took this person down.

Yang Jiao made a move casually, and a bright black lotus seed flew out from the original position of Tongtian Patriarch and fell into his palm.

"What is this?"

Looking at the lotus seeds in his hand, Yang Jiao's eyes narrowed slightly.

In this world, I'm afraid no one is more familiar with the lotus seeds of the World-Destroying Black Lotus than him. He has not only seen the lotus seeds of the World-Destroying Black Lotus, but also eaten them.

Seeing the lotus seeds of the World-Destroying Black Lotus, he knew who made this Tongtian Patriarch.

"Ji Du!"

Yang Jiao's mind appeared the voice and smile of the ancestor Ji Du.

"Evil creature, you are committing treason, bullying your master and destroying your ancestors, you will not have a good end!"

Inside the lotus seeds of the World-Destroying Black Lotus, the Tongtian Patriarch kept roaring and shouting, his voice full of unwillingness and anger.

He died before he could achieve his goal, and he still had a grudge to avenge, and he had not yet taken back the Jiejiao.

"Do you think you are really the master? Your body is the lotus seed of the twelfth-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus. You should know that the twelfth-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus is a treasure for the magic way to suppress destiny. Do you still dare to say that you are the Tongtian Patriarch?"

Yang Jiao's words were cold and ruthless, impacting the heart of the Tongtian Patriarch.

In fact, Tongtian Patriarch had long doubted his identity, because his destiny was not Jietian Patriarch, but Zhuxian Patriarch.

However, Tongtian Patriarch's identity was too noble.

It was not difficult to choose whether to admit that he was a pawn and then find his true identity, or to continue to be Tongtian Patriarch.

Tongtian Patriarch's choice was naturally to be Tongtian Patriarch. He didn't care whether he was really Tongtian Patriarch or not, he had to be Tongtian Patriarch.

Self-brainwashing is the easiest way to make a person lose himself.

Over time, Tongtian Patriarch no longer doubted his identity. He was not like Tongtian Patriarch, he was Tongtian Patriarch!

"I am Tongtian Patriarch, I am Tongtian Patriarch, I am Tongtian Patriarch!"

Tongtian Patriarch's Yuanshen said it three times in a row, trying to emphasize this matter.

However, Yang Jiao ignored him. He put away the seeds of the World-Destroying Black Lotus and went to Nangong.

In Nangong, Wuyunxian stared at the direction where Tongtian Sect Master left. Although this meeting was short, it brought him hope.

Tongtian Sect Master reappeared, and he had the motivation to survive again. He bent down and picked up the broom to continue sweeping the floor.

In fact, Tongtian Sect Master's care for Wuyunxian only stayed in words, without any practical actions.

He came, and it was not difficult to cast spells at will to help Wuyunxian sweep the floor. However, he just didn't help.

"Are you very proud?"

Wuyunxian was sweeping pine leaves with hope, and a pair of feet suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

Suddenly, Wuyunxian's movements became stiff, because he heard that it was Yang Jiao's voice.

"Yang Jiao, didn't he go to Zixiao Palace? How come he's here?"

"I don't know, he found out that the teacher didn't. He definitely didn't. There was no sound of fighting just now."

Wu Yunxian's heart was in turmoil, but he remained calm.

"Greetings, Master!"

Wu Yunxian bowed to Yang Jiao.

If it was before, he would definitely not want to salute Yang Jiao. But now, he has a task assigned to him by Master Tongtian.

Yang Jiao's meaningful smile made Wu Yunxian's heart tighten.

"I have good news for you. The person who just came to see you has been caught by me. From today on, you don't have to worry."

"What?"

Wu Yunxian's mind was blank and his face turned pale with fear.