Prehistoric: Beginning with Foolish Old Man Moving the Mountains

While Fang Yang was refining the Demon Summoning Flag, the war between the two worlds was also in full swing.

Inside the great world of martial arts, the Inanimate Holy Fire is burning brighter and brighter.

With Hongxuan Tianzun in charge, no external force can stop Wushengjiao from preaching.The belief of the Wusheng religion swept across the world like a raging fire, and temples and altars were built one after another.

Wherever there is an inanimate holy fire burning, calling the name of the inanimate leader will bring you protection and peace.

Later on, the Wusheng Sect organized forces in the rear of the martial arts world, and began to cleanse the forces in the rear.

On the frontal battlefield, under the deliberate efforts of the Nine Immortal Emperors, the Da Luo master of the Destiny World gritted his teeth and persisted. In the struggle at the lower level, the world of destiny is completely victorious.

Fang Yang recruited two groups of casual cultivators, and later subdued many masters from Wenxiang Sect and Hongxuan Sect. At the level of Jinxian and Taiyi Jinxian, Wusheng Sect had a great advantage.

On the battlefield, the Wu Sheng Cult used many strange magic symbols, divine thunder, and divine armor. Once activated, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and dense thunder and fire swept the entire battlefield. The monks in the martial arts world could only be devastated.

The most significant thing is the long-term battle over the fate of the two worlds.

The river of destiny in the world of destiny evolved from Fang Yang's avenue of destiny, but the river of destiny in the world of martial arts evolved by itself.

Two long rivers cross the sky, covering hundreds of millions of miles of void. The infinite power of destiny is inspired. The torrent of destiny rushes and surges, huge waves surge into the sky, and countless creatures fight in the huge waves. Every moment, the boundless void is destroyed by the mighty power of the river of destiny.

At the end of the battle, the river of fate in the world of destiny directly swallowed the river of fate in the world of martial arts, and the two rivers converged to form a wider and more magnificent river of fate.

In this newly born long river of destiny, the cultures, ideas, and principles of the two worlds collide fiercely and conflict.

All this means that the world of destiny and the world of martial arts are on the right track.

In the Vacuum Palace, Fang Yang and Sacred Heart Daojun joined forces to refine the Night Walking Map of Hundred Ghosts.In the main hall, Fang Yang had already arranged the time circle, and the time passed quickly.

Fang Yang refines weapons by himself and doesn't like to spend time slowly.

In fifty years, the immortals in the prehistoric world took a nap, but the Wusheng Sect has fully occupied the world of martial arts, begun to calm people's hearts, and promote the teachings of the Wusheng Sect.

After this wave of transmission, Fang Yang felt that his realm had been slightly improved. Even though it's just a tiny bit, the increased strength from this tiny bit of improvement is equal to the entire strength of a Ran Deng Taoist.

"Having won another big world, my Wusheng Cult's foundation has increased again. The chances of you and my fellow apprentices attaining Hunyuan are even greater!"

Taoist Lord Sacred Heart looked happy.

As the second leader of Wusheng Sect, he also received a lot of feedback.Although his increased strength cannot reach the power of a lamp, it has reached one-tenth of the strength of a Taoist burning lamp.

This kind of improvement is all brought about by winning the martial arts world.

This is just a victory. Once the Wusheng Cult has fully digested the results, his strength will continue to increase.

Fang Yang was happy in his heart but did not show it on his face. He shook his head.

"It's still too early to prove Hunyuan. I have only cultivated five avenues now, and the avenue of hatred is not among the eighty-one avenues. If I want to prove Hunyuan, I must combine the ninety-nine and eighty-one avenues. Cultivate them all.”

He clearly knows how far he is from his ultimate goal, and his current little achievements cannot make him feel complacent.

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred in the void, and a ferocious, cruel, and violent aura erupted, accompanied by bursts of howling ghosts and wolves.

"Finally done!"

Fang Yang was overjoyed when he saw this. He slapped it in the air, and the Chiyang Immortal Furnace opened wide, and an object wrapped in black demonic energy flew out.

In the Time Array, the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts has been forged for more than 700,000 years.

Over the course of seven hundred thousand years, the Night Journey of One Hundred Ghosts is no longer a picture scroll, but has become a terrifying demon flag full of demonic energy.

For a person of low moral character, even if he just sees the magic flag, his soul will be forced out of his body and enter the magic flag.

The magic summoning flag is worthy of its name.

The most powerful thing about the Magic Banner is not the shell of the magic weapon, but the spirit at the core.

Inside the magic weapon, with the cooperation of Taiwu Tianzun himself, a weapon spirit with the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm was successfully born.

This weapon spirit has a ferocious head, a red face and fangs. It holds a leg bone cane in its hand, and wears a black cloak full of skulls. It has a cold aura, and it looks like an evil heretic at first glance.

The most important thing in refining the acquired treasure is to refine the weapon spirit for the treasure, and the weapon spirit must be at least Daluo Jinxian.

The biggest difference between the best acquired spiritual treasure and the acquired treasure is that there is an innate immortal true spirit in the acquired treasure. With the innate immortal true spirit, the acquired treasure can also practice with the owner to a certain extent and possess self-healing properties.

The weapon spirit walked out of the magic summoning flag with its feet on the black smoke and bowed to Fang Yang.

"I've met the master!"

Qi Ling looked at Fang Yang with complicated eyes, including hatred, anger, and helplessness. Taiwu Tianzun has recovered his consciousness, but as a weapon spirit, he cannot resist Fang Yang at all.

Fang Yang was his master, and his slap on Fang Yang would not have any effect other than causing him to suffer backlash.

"Very good! Taiwu, from now on, you can stay in the Demon Summoning Flag with peace of mind."

Fang Yang smiled faintly.

"Yes, Master!"

Taiwu Tianzun was obviously very reluctant, but when he opened his mouth, he became extremely respectful. Not only that, he couldn't help it, he bowed to Fang Yang, and then turned into a ball of black smoke and returned to the magic summoning flag.

Taoist Sacred Heart looked at this scene with a calm expression and didn't feel much.

In the eighteenth level of hell, he invented many punishments, such as coating the limbs of ghosts in flour, frying them into crispy fried meat, and then feeding them to the ghosts.

Therefore, he would not think Fang Yang was cruel.

"Congratulations, senior brother, for practicing the ultimate treasure!"

"Easy to say, easy to say!"

Fang Yang felt very accomplished after refining an acquired treasure with his own hands. He responded to the Sacred Heart Dao Lord and took out the sealed Nightmare Demon Lord.

"Fang Yang, you."

When the Nightmare Demon Lord saw Fang Yang, he immediately wanted to curse. However, as soon as Fang Yang waved the demon flag, the Nightmare Demon Lord felt a stinging pain in his soul and fell asleep.

"Great!"

Seeing the magical effect of the magic flag, Taoist Sacred Heart's eyes lit up.

However, the magic flag is not a sleep aid, but a magic weapon.

Swish!

The demon-beckoning flag waved for the second time, and an innate immortal true spirit broke through the body of the Nightmare Demon Lord and penetrated into the demon-beckoning flag.

Swish!

The magic-calling flag waved for the third time, and the innate immortal true spirit circled several times in the magic-calling flag. The spiritual light swayed, and a brand flew into the hand of the weapon spirit.

The innate immortal true spirit that left the mark circled again, flew out of the demon summoning flag, and returned to the body of the Nightmare Demon Lord.

The whole process is simple and crude, leaving no room for the Nightmare Lord to resist!