I don’t know Fang Qingshan’s title, nor can I see Fang Qingshan’s true face clearly.

Although you may be able to sense a little connection between Fang Qingshan and himself.

But I'm afraid no one dares to be sure, they just think that there is an hallucination.

After all, the news that Fang Qingshan had won the title of God Emperor was too big.

No one of these people, whether it is Hongjun, Shura Emperor, or other people in the prehistoric world, thinks of Fang Qingshan.

Didn't you see that even now, Wen Xueyue is still testing her, and she still distrusts her from Qingshan?

"what to do?"

Not to mention Wen Xueyue's little thoughts, Fang Qingshan sneered when he heard her question.

"Of course, it's the new and old hatreds that are calculated together."

Wen Xueyue suddenly showed a complicated look on her face when she heard this. She was both happy and worried.

What’s so happy is that Fang Qingshan dared to make this decision after listening to his words, and he must be confident in his heart.

After all, Fang Qingshan should not be an arrogant person.

In this way, the prehistoric and Shura tribe's dilemma can be solved easily.

This is a joyful thing. Only after experiencing despair can you know the value of hope.

What I worry about is that seeing is better than seeing a hundred things. In the end, he has never seen Fang Qingshan now.

Although Fang Qingshan once seemed very good, he was young and not necessarily good. He used to represent the past. A hero would not mention his courage. The key is to see what he is now.

But she had truly felt the harsh power of the Demon Lord Miserable. God Emperor, let alone Pangu's chaotic world, even in the heavens and all realms, she could still be considered a master.

It is precisely because of his existence that all living beings in the prehistoric world feel desperate. Otherwise, even if there are many masters in the Demon Palace in Wusheng, the prehistoric world may not be able to fight back.

Fang Qingshan didn't know Wen Xueyue's thoughts, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care. Anyway, after he killed this enemy from Wusheng Demon Palace, the truth would be revealed.

"Let's go!"

Fang Qingshan waved his sleeves and rushed towards the prehistoric world with Wen Xueyue. He took a step forward and instantly crossed countless time and space. The distance between him and the prehistoric world was almost shortened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Back then, when he left the prehistoric world, Fang Qingshan and Yang Mei drove the eternal sky boat, and they both lost their boss's energy and left Pangu's chaotic world.

But at this moment, without using the Eternal Sky Boat, Fang Qingshan just walked as a car, but soon approached the star field.

It turns out that today is different from the past.

"Hahaha... Kill me."

"Kill and kill."

"Kill a few more, my credit will be enough to exchange for the magical power I liked last time."

"Hehe, kill more people, and my corpse and blood sea technique can be successfully condensed."

"Brother Wang, how about we compare to who can kill more?"

"This is a great good word!"

......

Just as Fang Qingshan approached the prehistoric star field, his face suddenly turned ashen, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

The sound of golden swords and iron horses could be smelled from afar.

There were shouts of killing everywhere, and one side sounded extremely arrogant and evil, and he actually enjoyed killing people. He had to compare who could kill more and faster. Although there were not many people, his combat power was amazing and he had the upper hand.

One side seemed very tragic. Although there were a large number of people, their cultivation was much worse. Although they continued to fight to the death, they were always at a disadvantage. Death happened at all times, and it was not a death of one or two, but a group of deaths.

It is obvious that the former is the Demon Palace in Wusheng, while the latter is the prehistoric land.

Although the Wusheng Demon Palace did not want to completely inspire the prehistoric side to break the dead, and even kill a thousand enemies and destroy 800 of them, they also wanted to wait for the Demon Lord to suppress it, and then sweep the fallen leaves in the autumn wind after replacing the Dao.

But this does not mean that they just let the emperor ignore it and do nothing.

After all, if they let the prehistoric world ignore it and give them a chance to breathe, who knows whether they will take advantage of this pressure and disaster, breaking out of their cocoon and turning the tables against the wind?

You know, they knew from the mouth of the Poison God Marquis that at the beginning there was not even an immortal person in the prehistoric world.

And now, let alone immortality, there are even people at the peak of immortality.

If the palace master Miejue Demon Lord had not broken through to the Divine Emperor, it would be unknown who would have won the destiny.

Furthermore, although the general attack cannot be launched, small-scale friction is still possible. It can not only attack the morale of the prehistoric part, but also weaken their strength. Boiling frogs in warm water, which is also weakening the power of the great way. After all, the power of the prehistoric people is weakened, and the power of the great way will be weakened. This will help the Demon Lord to suppress the great way faster. Although the effect is not very obvious. But who knows whether this will become the last straw that will crush the camel.

Don’t Hongjun and others know about this?

They knew it, but they could do nothing.

After all, this was originally a conspiracy.

Although the frogs are boiled in warm water, at least they can still support them now.

Once a general attack is really launched, even if it can cause huge losses to the Wusheng Demon Palace, it will be even more devastating for them.

So, until the last moment, I always have a lucky mentality. What if the Dao can last longer? What if Hongjun and others break through? What if Pangu's chaotic world is exposed and others are caused? What if...

Although the opportunity is slim, there is always hope, right?

In despair, any hope will be firmly grasped by others and regarded as a life-saving straw.

Therefore, they need time. If there is enough time, as long as they have someone to break through the Divine Emperor, plus a few treasures in their hands, the Extinction Demon Lord and the Unborn Demon Palace will not be a problem.

Therefore, facing the small-scale battlefield opened by Wusheng Demon Palace, the upper level of the prehistoric land, Hongjun, Houtu, Luohu, Miejue Demon Lord and other immortals, and even those with high-level Hunyuan Saints and above were relatively restrained and did not take action. They either looked for opportunities or went to seclusion and practiced hard.

However, the middle and low-level Hunyuan, and even the quasi-saints under Hunyuan, opened up a battlefield in the prehistoric star domain, and fought here from time to time.

So much so that although this place has not been formed for a long time, because of the battles and the deaths, it emits a terrible aura, filled with killing, chaos, death, despair, etc., all kinds of terrible and complex auras. Blood and fire are everywhere.

It is even more shocking than the Yin Zi Mountain that Fang Qingshan once saw.

After all, I don’t know how many years have passed, but it is happening here.

The astonishing murderous intent lies in all directions, and faintly turned into red fog, covering all directions and covering the sky and the sun.
Chapter completed!