Prehistoric: Starting from Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains

Wuji Daozun and his partner sensed the gazes of the mighty ones and knew that they could not delay any longer and had to use their trump cards.

In fact, in order to successfully obtain the ginseng fruit tree, Fang Yang had made a lot of preparations in advance. Fang Yang could more or less deduce how strong the Xiantian Wutu formation was without the Earth Book.

With the strength of Wuji Daozun and his partner, it was not impossible to break through the flawed Xiantian Wutu formation. However, they could not make a quick decision.

Fang Yang had very strict requirements on the efficiency of his subordinates. He would never allow his subordinates to delay the completion of things that could be completed in a few hours for hundreds or thousands of years.

The prehistoric world did not count years, but time was very valuable. Often, things went wrong in that inconspicuous breath or a moment.

Taiyuan Daozun nodded at Wuji Daozun, indicating that it was time.

Wuji Daozun retreated quickly and retreated into the sky in one step. He looked down from above and took in everything in Wanshou Mountain, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand and took out a round golden bead.

This bead was perfect and almost flawless. There was no flaw on it. Circles of Dao rhyme emanated from it, making it look very mysterious.

"The Golden Spirit Bead was transformed by the Western-level sacred beast White Tiger Saint. It has the power of the innate Gengjin sword. I didn't expect that I could hold the White Tiger Saint who once shook the heavens in my palm."

Looking at the Golden Spirit Bead, Wuji Daozun was filled with emotion.

After the disappearance of the five saints, countless people speculated about their fate. Some people thought that they were all killed by Fang Yang, some thought that they were suppressed in the vacuum prison of the Wusheng Sect, and some thought that they defected to the Wusheng Sect.

Everyone guessed wrong. Fang Yang did not hurt the five saints, but trained them into innate spiritual treasures.

Wuji Daozun's mind moved, and the Golden Spirit Bead turned into an extremely sharp sword surrounded by infinite sword energy as he wished.

Before the sword was swung, the light on the sword pierced through the void, and between the cold light, a small cut was made on the surface of the Xiantian Wutu formation.

"Xiantian Gengjin Sword Dao! Haotian, you actually got this treasure?"

When Zhenyuan Daxian saw the sword offered by Taiyuan Daozun, he was shocked.

The five elements are mutually generated and restrained. Although his Xiantian Wutu formation belongs to the earth, it needs the roots of the ginseng fruit tree to combine with the earth veins in the formation to provide a continuous source of energy for the formation.

Therefore, the Xiantian Wutu formation is most afraid of the treasures of the Xiantian gold.

The treasures of the Xiantian gold can cut off the connection between the roots of the ginseng fruit tree and the earth veins, and cut off the energy source of the Xiantian Wutu formation!

At this moment, the world shook violently, and the sword in the hands of Taiyuan Daozun emitted endless sword lights, which were like living beings, and directly rushed towards the Xiantian Wutu formation.

"No!"

In the heavenly court, Zhenyuan Daxian, who had been absent-minded, couldn't help but exclaimed.

Suddenly, some of the powerful people who were drunk in the wonderful sound of the Great Dao woke up. After they woke up, they immediately glared at Zhenyuan Daxian.

Before Wuji Daozun and the other two took action, the secrets of heaven had already become a mess. The powerful people in the heavenly realm had no idea about the earthly immortal world.

Zhenyuan Daxian saw so many unfriendly eyes looking at him, and realized that he had angered the public. He could only bow his hands and apologize, pretending that nothing had happened, and continued to listen to the Tao.

When the sword light burst out, the Great Dao in the void, the omnipresent secrets of heaven, all evaporated, sublimated, and disappeared.

Indistinctly, even the Xiantian Wutu Great Array became a candle in the wind, ready to go out at any time and anywhere.

However, the Xiantian Wutu Great Array is an unparalleled defensive formation after all, and it cannot be broken by some sword energy.

"Hah!"

The sword transformed from the Golden Spirit Pearl shot out from the hand of Wuji Daozun. The moment it left the palm of Wuji Daozun, the sword suddenly expanded and turned into a world of swords.

In the world, there are mountains of swords, seas of swords, rivers of swords, and swordmen. Swordmen are like cultivators, getting married, growing old, getting sick, and dying.

Bo!

The world of swords seems slow but is actually fast. As soon as it appeared, it hit the surface of the Xiantian Wutu formation.

For a moment, the mountains and rivers changed color, and Wanshou Mountain sank suddenly under the strong impact. Mountains of Wanshou Mountain are as big as the Sun Star.

When Wanshou Mountain sank, it was as if a sun had sunk into the depths of the earth, and the entire Xiniu Hezhou was shaken.

The mountains and rivers around Wanshou Mountain were all shaken up, and endless groundwater and magma erupted, turning the area around Wanshou Mountain into a Shura hell.

"Haotian, I will fight you to the death!"

Above the Heavenly Palace, Zhenyuan Daxian could no longer care. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, bowed to Jiang Ziya at a very fast speed, and rushed to the lower world.

Otherwise, Zhenyuan Daxian's character is a bit indecisive?

If he had said goodbye earlier, at least he could have saved Longevity Mountain. However, he had to wait until Longevity Mountain was sunk before saying goodbye.

Doing so not only offended Jiang Ziya and the great powers of the heavens, but also lost Longevity Mountain.

Zhenyuan Daxian had just stepped out of the Nantian Gate, and the surrounding void changed. He plunged into the formation that Wuchen Daojun had arranged in advance.

The purpose of this formation was just to delay time, and its power was not very great. However, Zhenyuan Daxian was not good at attacking. When he broke out of the formation, the ginseng fruit tree was gone.

After breaking the Xiantian Wutu formation, Wuji Daozun and Taiyuan Daozun did not dare to waste time and launched a crazy attack on Zhenyuan Daxian's two corpses of good and evil.

Zhenyuan Daxian was almost going crazy.

When a man sits at home, disaster comes from the sky. He has never thought about fighting with anyone, why should he bear such pain.

Bang bang!

The two corpses of Zhenyuan Daxian don't even have magic weapons, how can they be opponents of Wuji Daozun and his partner.

Puff!

The good corpse of Zhenyuan Daxian spurted out a mouthful of blood: "Zunti, do you have to fight to the death with me? You are no longer a saint, I am not afraid of you."

Wuji Daozun is not a real Zhunti Taoist, he doesn't care about Zhenyuan Daxian's threat, and launched a more fierce attack.

The situation of Zhenyuan Daxian's evil corpse is not much better, and he is seriously injured.

Crash!

The sword light flashed, and the protective divine light of Zhenyuan Daxian's evil corpse was split apart, and the sword energy killed Zhenyuan Daxian's evil corpse.

The evil corpse of Zhenyuan Daxian screamed and was killed on the spot.

"Not good!"

Seeing this, the good corpse of Zhenyuan Daxian knew that something was wrong. He has already lost an evil corpse. If he loses a good corpse again, he won't even be able to become a great supernatural being.

"Haotian, Zhunti, I will remember you. Just wait, when I come back, I will definitely seek revenge on you."

The good corpse of Zhenyuan Daxian said something cruel, abandoned the Taoist temple and ran away directly.

As for the two boys Qingfeng and Mingyue, they had already died in the aftermath of the war. Perhaps, Zhenyuan Daxian will enlighten another Qingfeng and another Mingyue.

However, this has nothing to do with Fang Yang.

"Don't chase, let's quickly take the ginseng fruit tree and report to the leader."

"Yes!"

The two Wuji Daozun always kept their mission in mind, and dared not delay at all, so they could only let the good corpse of Zhenyuan Daxian go. (End of this chapter)