Prehistoric: Beginning with Yugong Yishan

Chapter 404 Demon Summoning Banner, Success!
When Fang Yang was refining the magic banner, the war between the two worlds was in full swing.

Inside the Martial Dao Great World, the lifeless sacred fire burned more and more vigorously.

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 the holy flame of Wusheng burning, calling the name of the Wusheng leader will be blessed and peaceful.

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 release of the Nine Great Immortal Emperors, the master Da Luo of the Destiny World gritted his teeth and persisted.In the battle at the lower level, the Great World of Destiny won the victory.

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

On the battlefield, the Wusheng Sect used many weird talismans, divine thunders, and divine armors. Once activated, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The dense thunder and fire swept the audience, and the monks in the martial arts world could only suffer.

The most notable one is the contest between the fates of the two worlds.

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

Two long rivers spanned the sky, covering the void for hundreds of millions of miles, and the infinite mighty power of fate was aroused. The torrent of fate rushed and turbulent, with huge waves surging into the sky, and countless creatures fought in the huge waves.Every moment, the boundless void is destroyed by the mighty power of the river of fate.

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 Great World of Destiny swallowing the Great World of Martial Arts is 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 the weapon himself, and doesn't like to wait slowly.

In the past 50 years, the immortals in the prehistoric world took a nap, but Wushengjiao has completely occupied the world of martial arts, and began to calm people's hearts and promote the teachings of Wushengjiao.

After this wave of preaching, Fang Yang felt that his realm had improved a bit.Don't look at it as just a trace, the increased strength of this trace of improvement is equal to the full strength of a Taoist burning lamp.

"I won another big world, and my Wushengjiao's background has increased again. You and my brother have a better chance of proving the Hunyuan!"

Daoist Sacred Heart had a look of joy.

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 Dao World.

As far as this is concerned, he has only just won it. When Wu Shengjiao fully digests the results of the battle, his strength will continue to increase.

Fang Yang was happy in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He shook his head.

"It's still too early to prove Hunyuan. I have only cultivated five avenues, and the avenue of hatred is not among the 81 avenues. If I want to prove Hunyuan, I must cultivate all 81 avenues."

He clearly knows how far away he is from his ultimate goal, and the current little achievement can't make him feel complacent.

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred in the void, and a ferocious, cruel, and tyrannical breath burst out, accompanied by the sound of howling ghosts and wolves.

"Finally made it!"

Seeing this, Fang Yang was overjoyed.With a slap from the air, the Chiyang Immortal Furnace opened wide, and a mass of things wrapped in black devilish energy flew out.

In the time circle, the Hundred Ghosts at Night Map has been forged for more than 70 years.

Over the course of 70 years, the "Hundred Ghosts at Night" is no longer a picture scroll, but has become a daunting magic banner full of demonic energy.

A person with a low level of morality, even if he only sees the magic banner, his primordial spirit will be forced out of his body and enter the magic banner.

The magic banner is worthy of the name.

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

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

This artifact spirit has ferocious head horns, red-faced fangs, a cane with leg bones in its hand, and a black cloak full of skulls. Its breath is cold, and it looks like a demon heretic.

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 the cultivation base of the Daluo Jinxian.

The biggest difference between the best Houtian Lingbao and the Houtian Supreme Treasure is that there is a congenital indestructible true spirit in the Houtian Supreme Treasure.With the Innate Indestructible True Spirit, the Acquired Supreme Treasure can also practice with the master to a certain extent, and has the characteristic of self-healing.

Qi Ling stepped out of the demon banner with black smoke on his feet, and bowed to Fang Yang.

"I have seen the master!"

Qi Ling looked at Fang Yang with extremely complicated eyes, full of hatred, anger, and helplessness.Taiwu Tianzun has recovered his consciousness, but as a weapon spirit, he can't resist Fang Yang at all.

Fang Yang is his master, and his slap on Fang Yang will not do anything except make himself suffer backlash.

"Very good! Taiwu, from now on, you can stay in the magic banner 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 himself, he saluted Fang Yang, and then turned into a cloud of black smoke and returned to the magic banner.

Daoist Sacred Heart looked at this scene with a calm expression, without much feeling.

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

Therefore, he would not feel that Fang Yang was cruel.

"Congratulations, brother, for becoming a treasure!"

"Good talk, good talk!"

Refining an acquired treasure by himself, Fang Yang feels a great sense of accomplishment.He responded to Daoist Sacred Heart and took out the sealed Nightmare Demon Lord.

"Fang Yang, you."

When the Nightmare Demon Lord saw Fang Yang, he immediately wanted to curse at him, but when Fang Yang waved his demon banner, the Nightmare Demon Lord only felt a stabbing pain in his soul, and fell asleep.

"Great!"

Daoist Sacred Heart's eyes lighted up when he saw the magical effect of the magic banner.

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

Swish!
The demon-calling banner waved for the second time, and a true innate immortal spirit broke through the body of the Nightmare Demon Lord and got into the demon-calling banner.

Swish!
The demon-calling banner was shaken for the third time, and the Innate Immortal True Spirit circled several times in the demon-calling banner, the spiritual light swayed, and a brand flew into Qi Ling's hand.

The Innate Immortal True Spirit that left the imprint circled again, flew out of the demon summoning banner, and returned to the body of the Nightmare Demon Lord.

The whole process was simple and rough, and there was no room for the Nightmare Lord to resist!
(End of this chapter)