He pointed at Fang Ling's first demon saint, and his words were already trembling. At this moment, he no longer had the first demon saint who attacked Chengtian Dao, and the opponent he faced was not Fang Ling back then.

Fang Ling held the golden lamp in his hand, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes. As the first demon sage said, this golden lamp was an incredible treasure.

Not to mention anything else, there are seven ancient Taoist laws hidden in the golden lamp. Although it cannot form a complete Taoist, it is far beyond other innate treasures.

What made Fang Ling regret was that the golden lamp seemed to have been injured in the past, and there were two cracks at the lamp of the golden lamp.

If Fang Ling's guess is good, if it weren't for these two cracks, maybe there would be a complete road in the deposit lamp.

After sighing, Fang Ling threw the golden lamp to his head. The small golden lamp instantly produced endless golden light, shining everywhere.

"I have not become the Taoist ancestor now, but your cultivation is still much worse than mine. I ask you, but I am willing to submit to me." Fang Ling looked at the first demon saint, with a hint of unquestionable majesty in his words.

How is it possible to surrender? If the first demon saint is willing to surrender to others, he will not be suppressed at the foot of the Demon-Supering Mountain.

Looking at the unfathomable Fang Ling, his eyes flashed, and he knew that he could no longer compete with Fang Ling, so he flew into the distance after a moment of pondering.

If you can't beat it, leave.

But how could Fang Ling, who had already tried to conquer the nine demon saints, let the first demon saint leave? His palm grabbed the void, and a four-colored hand directly grabbed the first demon saint in the void.

The first demon saint, who was urging the black and white colors to struggle desperately, could not break free, suddenly shook his body and gave his body.

This is an earthworm that is ten thousand feet long and hundreds of feet thick. His big mouth opens, and the black and white aura turns into a huge Tai Chi circle above his head, implying the momentum of tearing the sky.

"Um!"

Fang Ling did not expect that this strange black and white Tai Chi circle actually slowly pushed away his four-colored big hands. Although he did not move with all his strength, an ordinary Taoist lord could not do anything to his grasp.

This Tai Chi circle is really extraordinary! Fang Ling, whose curiosity is getting stronger, his palm is moving. The big hand turns into a four-color rope and ties it up again towards the first demon saint.

This time, the black and white Tai Chi circle was tied up by ropes with traces of moral wrinkles, and there was a tendency to collapse.

The first demon saint's body flipped desperately, and he was even more shocked at this moment. The black and white energy was not an ordinary treasure. This was a fragment of a treasure far above the golden lamp obtained by Fang Ling.

It is with this treasure that the first demon saint was able to roam all directions and create such a big name.

But now, this treasure made it difficult for him to escape. For a moment, his fear of Fang Ling became even more serious.

"Great Heaven Lord, let me go out. We will be done with all of us. My first demon saint can swear that we will not be enemies with you."

Fang Ling, who stood aside calmly, smiled coldly and didn't say anything, but the four-colored ropes were spinning faster and faster.

In just half an hour, the first demon saint's body was completely trapped by the four-colored ropes. Even if it moved, it became extremely difficult.

"Are you willing to submit to me?" Fang Ling's voice was dull, but there was an unquestionable smell: "You can choose not to surrender, but I can tell you that you have another chance."

"If you still choose not to surrender next time, then I will have to kill you."

A trace of fear appeared in the eyes of the first demon saint. He knew that Fang Ling was definitely not intimidating himself at this time.

When he said the Dharma Sui, he remembered his master back then. Although that person had dissipated, his demeanor of speaking the Dharma Sui was deeply imprinted in the heart of the No. saint of the First Demon Saint.

For that master, the First Demon Saint was filled with fear. Almost after thinking for a moment, the First Demon Saint said in a deep voice: "I am willing to surrender."

Fang Ling nodded and said, "Okay."

While speaking, the tight four-color rope that had trapped the first demon saint fell silently into Fang Ling's palm.

It seems that Fang Ling is a bit reckless, but this makes the First Demon Saint even more sad, because he knows very well that the reason why Fang Ling took back the rope so easily was that he didn't care that he went back on his word.

Such discovery made the first demon saint's resistance feel much less.

"The First Demon Saint, I didn't expect you to be a person of great origin." Fang Ling looked at the First Demon Saint and said lightly.

The First Demon Saint smiled bitterly in his heart, thinking that I have a great origin, and now I am all your prisoners. The so-called people under the eaves, they have to bow their heads. Therefore, the First Demon Saint said honestly: "The subordinates are black and white spirit earthworms raised by the ancient primitive Taoist ancestors, and can only be considered servants.

"The hero doesn't ask where it comes from." Fang Ling praised, but in his heart, he was more careful about the first demon saint.

He came to the world of Yuanwu Lord and thought he had no big connection with his previous world.

However, from the mountains and rivers that turned into a blessed land of caves to the birth of Xuanyuan Tomb, he felt that this small world was filled with fragments of his familiar world back then.

So in his heart, he was eager to know what connection was his world back then and the current Yuanwu Lord's world.

But he wanted to know that he wanted to know what was going on, and it was difficult for him to ask.

The Taoist ancestor may know, but those Taoist ancestors are all arrogant, who will pay attention to Fang Ling?

Not to mention these things that involve the mystery of heaven and earth, sometimes if one is bad, it will cause death.

Now, this first demon saint was actually a subordinate of the Taoist ancestor at that time. Although he was an inconspicuous subordinate, he should be clear about the matter at that time.

"Will this ancestor die?"

Fang Ling's question made the first demon saint stunned for a moment, then nodded heavily and said, "If my subordinate guesses well, my master should have fallen."

"Can you tell me what happened at that time and how did the Taoist Ancestor fall?" Fang Ling's voice was filled with a hint of urgency.

The first demon saint did not feel the feelings in Fang Ling's words. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes: "I am not very clear about what happened back then. I only remember that it was not three days before the Taoist ancestor returned from outside, and a light came across the sky."

"The light flashed, and all the creatures in the entire Yuxu Palace died and disappeared, and many treasures turned into ashes silently."

"The black and white light spots in my subordinates' hands are a treasure of a treasure. Unfortunately, that treasure will never be repaired." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!