Although Xiao Yang can be said to be against Hongjun Ancestor everywhere in the wilderness, in fact, Xiao Yang and Hongjun Ancestor have only met directly twice before, one is when Hongjun Ancestor came forward to mediate during the Lich World War II and forced the Wu Clan to cease fighting.

The second time was when Zixiao Palace preached for the third time, Xiao Yang also followed Nuwa Niangniang to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon, and this was the second time they met directly.

Now this is the third time they have come face to face, three times like this, and they have never said a word in the first two meetings, and the third time they have met they are already enemies, and there is no possibility of resolving them.

Hongjun Ancestor on the opposite side looked at Xiao Yang, and also saw some of Xiao Yang's emptiness, and understood that Xiao Yang was already in the same realm as him, so he was afraid that it would take a lot of effort to deal with Xiao Yang, so he couldn't help but say in a deep voice: "It seems that you have gained a lot from going to Chaos this time, and it has actually made you so strong." ”

At the same time that Hongjun Ancestor looked at Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang was also looking at him, for him, the two times he saw Hongjun Ancestor before, it was so unfathomable that he didn't even dare to look at him directly.

But at this moment, although he still can't see through Hongjun Ancestor's cultivation, he can feel it in his dark that maybe Hongjun Ancestor is stronger than him, but his strength is limited, and it can't be so easy to kill him.

It is precisely because of this feeling in the dark that Xiao Yang has the confidence to face Hongjun Ancestor in his heart, and after taking a deep breath secretly, he said coldly: "Ancestor seems to have gained some over the years, and now he has been able to get out of this Zixiao Palace, it seems that the Heavenly Dao has been integrated into his body by Ancestor." ”

Hongjun Ancestor was noncommittal, and said calmly: "Two hundred years ago, the poor road would have been able to leave Zixiao Palace. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yang's face couldn't help but change, and the worry in his heart was even more extreme, two hundred years ago, Hongjun Ancestor was able to leave Zixiao Palace, what does that mean? What has he done in the past two hundred years? Will he let go of the ancestors of all ethnic groups, as well as Linglongxi and Lu Quan?

The answer is obvious, Hongjun Ancestor will never let them go, so are they already killed now? Could it be that he is still late to come back?

Thinking of these in his heart, Xiao Yang was even more restless, with a heavy pain in his eyes, his fists clenched, and his voice was hoarse: "Is it? Two hundred years ago, the ancestor was able to leave the Zixiao Palace? It seems that I came back late!"

Hongjun Ancestor glanced at him, his eyes fluctuated for a moment, and he understood Xiao Yang's thoughts, and he said lightly: "You can rest assured, Poor Dao hasn't done anything except them, they are still alive and well in the wilderness." ”

Xiao Yang, who was already preparing to make a move and fight to the death with Hongjun Ancestor, was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Hongjun Ancestor opposite in disbelief, with doubts and incomprehension in his eyes.

He didn't understand why Hongjun Ancestor had already been able to leave Zixiao Palace and was able to make a move in person, why did he delay making a move?

Hongjun Ancestor saw his doubts and explained: "Because only by keeping them, you will come back, and I have been waiting for you to come back!"

"What do you mean when I come back?" Xiao Yang was even more puzzled.

Hongjun Ancestor shook his head, he didn't mean to explain again, he started directly, and with a flick of the dust in his hand, countless silk threads suddenly passed through the chaos and attacked Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang put away the doubts in his heart, seeing the dust attacking, he instantly put away the frightened and uneasy dumplings around him, and with another flick of his sleeves, the world-destroying mill suddenly appeared in front of him, urging the world-destroying mill, and the mill instantly crushed towards the countless silk threads of the dust.

The silk threads of the dust are dense, each one is a fatal blow, Xiao Yang believes that no matter who is hit by the silk thread of the dust, he is afraid that it will not be easy, even he will inevitably be injured.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to urge the Great Mill of Annihilation, crush the chaos, crush those silk threads, and crush everything to annihilation!

The Great Mill of Destruction is also worthy of being the treasure of chaos, and it did not disappoint Xiao Yang, only to see that the Great Mill of Destruction crushed all the countless silk threads that came from the dust into ashes, and dissipated in the chaos, such a blow, Xiao Yang dealt with it very easily.

However, does Hongjun Ancestor only have such a little means? That is impossible, the ancestor looked at the bare dust whisk handle in his hand without silk threads, and waved it casually, and the dust whisk returned to its original appearance.

Then, he stared at the Great Mill of Destruction in front of Xiao Yang and said: "The Great Mill of Destroying the World, the most ferocious thing! It was more than a dozen Chaos Gods and Demons who joined forces to refine this treasure back then, in order to prevent the Great God of Pangu from opening up the world, and then the Chaos Gods and Demons failed, and were killed on the spot by the Great God of Pangu, and this treasure was obtained by the Shadow of the Heart Demon, and now this treasure is in your hands, where is the Heart Demon?"

"Shadow?" Xiao Yang chuckled, "I'm alive, so of course he's dead!"

"Oh?" Hongjun Ancestor raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and said in a deep voice, "It seems that Poor Dao still underestimated you, and you can let the cunning heart demon body die at your hands, you still have some means, and Poor Dao seems to have to work hard." ”

As he spoke, a circle of golden light suddenly emitted from the back of his head, and in the golden light was the Golden Wheel of Heaven, and the Golden Wheel emitted an incomparably terrifying aura, Hongjun Ancestor pointed at Xiao Yang, and the Golden Wheel suddenly crushed towards Xiao Yang.

At the same time, Hongjun Ancestor sneered: "This is the Heavenly Dao! The Heavenly Dao that is integrated into my own body! With most of the power of Pangu, the Poor Dao wants to see if the Great Mill of World Destruction can break this golden wheel." But Poor Dao thought, the Great Mill of World Destruction couldn't destroy the world back then, and I'm afraid it's impossible now, right? Hmph! Qingyang, today is your death date!"

In fact, there is no need for Hongjun Ancestor to say more, at this moment, in the face of the Heavenly Dao Golden Wheel that was crushed, Xiao Yang already felt the powerful and incomparable power contained in the Golden Wheel, in front of the Golden Wheel, he was like wheat about to be harvested by a sickle, and he had no power to resist at all.

Is this the power that Pangu possesses? It is really a terrifying and desperate power! No wonder he can kill 3,000 Chaos Gods and Demons in one battle, no wonder he can open up such a huge world as the Flood Wilderness, and have such a powerful power, no wonder no one can stop him!

However, is Xiao Yang willing to stand there and become the wheat being harvested? Since it is impossible, Xiao Yang gritted his teeth and urged the Great Mill of Destruction again, and the Great Mill of Destruction suddenly crushed towards the Golden Wheel of Heavenly Dao.

After a while, the Great Mill of Destruction and the Golden Wheel of Heavenly Dao collided, when the Great God of Pangu opened up the world, the gods and demons urged the Great Mill of Destruction to confront the Great God of Pangu, and now they collided together like fate, silently colliding together.

However, the chaos in the middle seemed to be opened by the two treasures, and for a while, the clear qi rose and the turbidity fell, and a clear world appeared, and then the chaotic qi crushed it, destroying the world that had just opened up in an instant, and returning to chaos.

The contest between this Heavenly Dao Golden Wheel and the Great Mill of Destruction is like the contest between the Pangu Great God and the Chaos Gods and Demons back then, one has to be opened up, the other has to be destroyed, and the world is clearly extinguished, and there is a stalemate.