"Over there?"

Yang Dong asked the Chaos Qinglian in his hand softly, the pulling force and the magic sound canceled each other out, causing the current Yang Dong to not know which path to choose.

One is the path that Chaos Qinglian feels with the existence of traction, although it may not be a good place, but compared to the area with the magic sound, it should still be much safer.

Chaos Qinglian naturally didn't have any response, the movement just now was just affected by the force of traction, and in the end, it still depended on Yang Dong's own judgment.

"Left side!"

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Dong chose the left path to move forward, and as he continued to move deeper, everything around him was covered with a light purple mist.

There were monsters in these lilac mist, but they seemed to be a little afraid of the Chaos Qinglian in Yang's hand, and they didn't dare to attack.

Their patience was limited, and when they found that Yang Dong still hadn't stopped walking through this purple road, they couldn't help but let out a seeping cry after all, and launched an attack on Yang Dong!

Bang la!

Bang la!

Their strength was not strong, at least in Yang Dong's opinion, a punch fell, and these monsters watching him were all annihilated, but soon they revived in this purple mist and attacked Yang Dong again.

"Stopping me from moving on?"

Yang Dong muttered, and what he didn't care about was another punch, annihilating them again.

When Yang Dong stepped into a quaint hall, those monsters were afraid to step forward, so they had to stare at Yang Dong with hatred in the purple mist.

Click!

A shuddering aura rose from the main hall, and the ugly monster like a stone sculpture began to revive in front of Yang Dong, and powerful killing intent poured out towards Yang Dong like a tide.

"The existence of the Great Power Level is just two watchdogs?"

Yang Dong's figure did not retreat, but advanced, waving the Chaos Qinglian in his hand and smashing it down at one of the monsters, and with a bang, the revived monster died in Yang Dong's hands.

The other monster was completely revived, and the pitch-black scale armor became his powerful means of defense, and he opened his mouth to spit out flames enough to melt the space at Yang Dong.

Rumble!

Yang Dong waved the Chaos Blue Lotus, and another blow fell, and the monster also died tragically in Yang Dong's hands.

"Whew!"

A long whistling sound came from the depths of the main hall, this was the revival of the real primeval creature, and with a bang, a humanoid creature with two pairs of black wings killed from the depths of the main hall.

Bang!

With the wave of the fist seal, the entire world was used by him, and in the face of this blow, Yang Dong felt that the entire world was fighting against him.

"Give me death!"

Heavenly Thunder - Demon Pestle!

A huge blue-purple vajra emerged from behind Yang Dong and collided with the fist print, making a huge roar.

Somewhere unknown in the Purple Mountain,

The Eastern Desolation God King, who had been sealed for many years, woke up from his slumber and felt the movement in the depths of the Purple Mountain, and a trace of surprise appeared on the face of the flesh and blood that had dried up.

"Someone, intruder, deep in the Purple Mountain?"

Bang!

The fluctuations coming from the depths became stronger and stronger every time, as the God King of the Eastern Wilderness, he had also explored the depths of the Purple Mountain at the beginning, and he deeply knew the horror of this magic mountain.

"He's dead."

The Eastern Desolation God King let out a sigh, in the depths of that taboo, there was still an inconceivable powerful existence.

But at the same time, he also had a trace of envy, if he had known that he would be trapped for thousands of years, it would have been better to fight a brilliant battle and explore the mystery of this magic mountain.

…………

Bang!

Yang Dong was already fully armed, with the Great Dao Treasure Vase on his head, and the cyan light emitted by the Chaos Blue Lotus in his hand turned into a divine armor to protect Yang Dong's body.

And on the path behind him, there are countless primeval creatures that have died, from the great power level to the saint level, and at this moment, Yang Dong has an invincible momentum rising, which is his majesty as a god.

Bang!

With a swipe of the Chaos Blue Lotus in his hand, several blood-colored divine swords condensed from the Blood Prison behind him, driving away the dense fog around him and opening up a path for Yang Dong to move forward.

"Don't those primeval creatures dare enter this thick fog?"

Yang Dong scanned the surroundings vigilantly, those difficult primeval creatures had not reappeared since he entered this area, it seemed that this was their forbidden place.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a roar sounded from Yang Dong's ears, that sound wave contained the power of the Great Dao, and the cyan divine light released by the Chaos Blue Lotus did not play any role in front of this sound wave.

With a roar, the world was turned upside down, and Yang Dong felt that his soul was burning, and his vitality was about to come to an end.

"This is, supreme creature, the Great Sage or the Quasi-Emperor, or the Supreme?!"

Yang Dong knew that Purple Mountain was not simple, but he really didn't expect that with the strong suppression of the Beginningless Emperor, there were still these taboos hidden.

"I told you not to play like this a long time ago, you don't listen to me, it's okay now."

He wanted to cry in Yang Dong's heart, this host of his own had such a strong talent for death, and now he was about to fall into a permanent sleep again, and he didn't know what year or month it was when he woke up.

Yang Dong felt like a boat in the storm, without the slightest ability to resist.

I didn't even see the face of the person who made the move, but I was about to shock him to death with the power of a roar, and this way of death was really a little aggrieved.

Unwilling!

Airplanes!

The first drop of the ruthless emperor's imperial blood that stayed in Yang Dong's mind was finally triggered when Yang Dong was on the verge of death.

The golden ocean erupted from his soul, rushed out of Yang Dong's body, and turned into a blurred figure, standing proudly in front of Yang Dong.

The vague figure didn't make any movement, just snorted coldly, and the being hiding in the depths of the fog snorted, and then the soul light went out.

"Dang!"

The leisurely bell rang, like a heavenly sound, set Yang Dong's broken soul right, because Yang Dong's restless purple mountain fell silent again after the bell rang.

The dense fog around dispersed, and a small pavilion engraved with the word "beginningless" appeared in front of Yang Dong.

"This is the place where the Beginningless Emperor constructs the Dao Dharma?!"

The Emperor of the Ruthless Emperor's Emperor Blood returned to Yang Dong's sea of knowledge, and the bell naturally would not respond to him, as for the Ruthless Emperor, he had already cried with joy.

Yang Dong walked forward, and soon saw that there was a pile of purple jade Dao bones scattered on the futon in the middle of the Dao Pavilion with the word Beginningless Beginning.

"Is this the guy who just shot at me?!"