Chapter 177 Buzhou Mountain

Author: Jiu Tai Tianmiao

Chapter 177 Buzhou Mountain

Fang Yang entered the Buzhou Mountain site.

Although Buzhou Mountain was broken, Pangu's will did not disappear. After Fang Yang entered it, he felt an extremely powerful will press down on it, which made his mind tremble.

Fortunately, he was prepared.

When Pangu's will was oppressed, his body changed and turned into the innate Pangu's Dharma image of the sky. In this state, the obstacles he suffered immediately disappeared, and Pangu's pressure and Pangu's will never oppress him again.

How could Pangu oppress Pangu?

Swish!

His body moved and he went deep into Buzhou Mountain.

The Buzhou Mountain after the destruction is no longer the Buzhou Mountain before the destruction. There is no spiritual energy in the void, and the spiritual energy inside is completely exhausted.

Fang Yang's spiritual consciousness shrouded in it, and even a creature with cultivation had not seen it. No, it should be said that there were no creatures at all, because even if there were creatures, they could not withstand Pangu's pressure.

Buzhou Mountain is very large, with a radius of countless millions of miles. No wonder it was once the best mountain in the prehistoric world.

First, you have to be the first.

Fang Yang thought of such a stout mountain, which was actually broken by Gonggong. He had some understanding of the true power of heaven and earth.

It seemed that he was the only one left in the dead Buzhou Mountain. He flew around, and his eyes were full of trance and desolation.

It's like the end of the world.

"You younger generation is so brave, you dare to break into Buzhou Mountain. Did you escape to this prison to hide from your enemies at the desperate situation?"

At this moment, a powerful voice sounded in the void and came into Fang Yang's ears.

Just when he heard this voice, a figure with a straight body, standing upright, straight and sharp edge appeared in Fang Yang's mind.

Gonggong!

Xing Tian has no head, only Gonggong has head.

Fang Yang quickly made a voice: "Senior Gonggong, junior Fang Yang, on the order of Empress Houtu, came to send a letter to the senior."

His voice spread through the clouds and split into stones, spreading continuously, spreading continuously, reaching the farthest sky.

"Miss Houtu's letter, hurry up, hand it to me."

Then, the figure just now appeared in front of Fang Yang, and the Gonggong Ancestral Witch came to him.

Fang Yang did not dare to delay, so he reached out to take out the letter and handed it to Gonggong.

Gonggong is a middle-aged man with a firm face, full of totems and oil paints, and has a very wild atmosphere. However, no one dares to look down on Gonggong because of his image.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches are synonymous with the strong.

Being able to fight with the owner of Chaos Bell for a long time, no matter how many fights it is, it proves their strength.

Chaos Bell has unparalleled defense, and sound waves are attacked indiscriminately. Group attacks actually have little effect on Taiyi.

If it were a quasi-saint like the Taoist Randeng, hundreds of thousands of people stood together. Without forming a large array to defend, Taiyi banged the Chaos Bell with his fingers, and the 100,000 Taoist Randeng would be wiped out.

After Gonggong took the letter, he did not disassemble it in front of Fang Yang, but instead put it away.

"Your name is Fang Yang, and Ji is very brave. Since Buzhou Mountain was transformed into a prison by a saint, no one has been able to go out alive."

Gonggong looked at Fang Yang with a hint of regret in his eyes.

With his Taoism, Fang Yang's age and foundation can certainly be seen. In his opinion, Fang Yang was trapped in this Buzhou Mountain and wasted all his qualifications.

Fang Yang knew what Gonggong meant, so he smiled slightly: "Senior, don't worry. Since I dared to come in, I can't trap me in Buzhou Mountain."

Before he came, Empress Houtu told him about the various situations in Buzhoushan Prison.

The Buzhou Mountain Prison was built to detain Gonggong and Xing Tian, ​​but if other immortals or powerful people want to enter Buzhou Mountain, the saints will not stop them.

However, it is easy to get into the mountain and difficult to get out.

The entire Buzhou Mountain was set up by the saints, and once they entered, there was almost no way to go out. Unless it could be solved, the endgame of the saint who stayed in Buzhou Mountain.

This endgame is the Zhenlong chess game!

The Zhenlong chess game is where the leader of Tongtian Sect stayed in Buzhou Mountain with a glimmer of hope. The leader of Tongtian Sect is a master of formations, and the chess game also contains the supreme mystery of formations.

To break the Zhenlong chess game, you either have extraordinary achievements in the chess or are proficient in the formation.

"You junior, you are so angry! You dare to say that you can break the game without even seeing the game?"

Gonggong shook his head with a smile. He obviously didn't believe Fang Yang had this ability.

Fang Yang's expression remained unchanged: "Whether you can break the chess game is not related to whether you see the chess game."

He didn't say anything big.

Of course, he couldn't break the Zhenlong chess game, but he could use the Yin-Yang Tianji Mirror to crack it.

Lingbao can be regarded as a special artificial intelligence product. As long as he refines the logical algorithms and basic rules of Go into the Yin-Yang Tianji Mirror, the Yin-Yang Tianji Mirror will naturally deduce all possibilities in the chessboard.

Then, the Yin-Yang Tianji Mirror can find a way to crack the chess game from these possibilities.

However, he didn't plan to crack it. He had the Qiankun Wanli Gate and could go out directly from Buzhou Mountain, so there was no need to waste time cracking the chess game.

Gonggong wants to say something else and teach the ignorant junior in front of him a lesson. The next moment, he was completely shocked.

He saw Fang Yang's body flashing on the spot, and there was a fairy grass emitting a fragrant aura in his hand.

"You went out just now?"

Gonggong couldn't believe his eyes. Since he entered Buzhou Mountain, he had never seen anyone go out.

Fang Yang nodded gently: "Not bad! I have a special treasure that can travel through the prehistoric world at will. This Buzhou Mountain cannot trap me."

At this moment, Gonggong simply didn't know what to say.

Facts are better than words. He witnessed with his own eyes that Fang Yang could indeed enter and exit Buzhou Xianshan at will.

According to the truth, he should have been excited to know that someone could go out.

However, Gonggong was unable to get excited when he thought of his situation.

What trapped him was not Buzhou Xianshan, but the saint. As long as the saint was still there, it was meaningless for him to leave Buzhou Xianshan.

He may even bring disaster to the witch clan because of his jailbreak.

Gonggong thought about it and said, "Since you can go out, when you leave, I will also help my ancestor witch bring a letter out."

Fang Yang nodded and agreed.

Gonggong took Fang Yang to a valley with green mountains and clear waters.

This valley is Gonggong's temple. He is the water god and the ancestor witch. It is not difficult to create a vibrant valley.

"Miss Houtu has told me all about you. What you want to do, just do it here! With this ancestor witch protector, you can practice with peace of mind."

After saying that, Gonggong couldn't wait to go and see the letter sent by Empress Houtu.
Chapter completed!