Before leaving, Fang Bai's idea that this was a tedious thing, and it turned out that it was even more tedious than he thought.

Eighty years have passed, and there are still 1,500 saints following him. Not to mention Fang Bai, even Xiang Chu and others can't stand it.

Wouldn't it take more than two hundred years to continue at this speed?

Thinking of this, Fang Bai had a headache and was very excited to build a foundation. Could he give up?

When they looked at Xiang Chu and others, they almost cried.

"You are not so heartless, are you?" Xiang Chu asked carefully.

Wei Chen also had a bitter smile on his face, and everyone's eyes were even more eager to look forward to it.

Ahem!

Fang Bai was a little embarrassed and murmured: "That's right, Huang Tiannan's belief foundation must be uprooted. It's too slow to continue like this, so it's better..."

"Okay, okay!"

Xiang Chu nodded repeatedly, "I can't hide, but I have a condition."

"Say!" Fang Bai smiled.

Xiang Chu said fiercely: "The last time!"

"no problem!"

Fang Bai agreed very happily and arranged these people well. In another two or three hundred years, two thousand gods would emerge from the Temple of War God. At that time, would he still have to do it himself? There was no need for Xiang Chu and the others to run around.

"I'm so sad!"

Xiang Chu said with a wry smile that he took the jade slips thrown by Fang Bai, all of which were maps engraved on sweeping the small world back then, saving time and effort.

The saint was too slow, but fortunately there was a treasure in space. Xiang Chu and his group disappeared into the depths of nothingness, Fang Bai frowned slightly, and continued to sweep.

How can the foundation of faith established by more than a thousand late-stage gods of the Nine Yang Divine Sect be so easy to clean up?

Now he is on the road alone, just finding out how many times faster the small world has destroyed the foundation of faith.

When Huang Tiannan was chasing him, he swept away three thousand small worlds in just 55 years. Now, eighty years have passed, and more than three hundred small worlds have been found. The gap is so big that it can be seen.

Without the ties, Fang Bai's speed increased by the extreme, his divine thoughts swept through nothingness, and he found a small world one by one. While the foundation of Huang Tiannan's faith was removed, a brand new map was engraved with jade slips.

These are the future of the Temple of War God. They have to rely on themselves for the future, and they cannot do everything in vain.

If it weren't for the purpose of eradicating Huang Tiannan's belief, he wouldn't have had such a hard work.

No one knows how many small worlds are hiding nothingness. With Fang Bai's speed now, it is not a problem to speed billions of miles in this nothingness in a day. How far can he speed over decades?

Even so, there is still no end to nothingness.

At this moment, Fang Bai deeply realized the vastness of the universe. This is still an unmature universe, and the vastness of the world outside will be.

Time is long, and in order to control the prehistoric world, Fang Bai is exhausted, and unknowingly, another hundred years have passed.

Endless speeding, continuous destruction, and there are more than 7,000 maps of small worlds in the jade slip.

Whether the world has been refined and whether it has been established has been recorded clearly.

With these maps, the future of the Temple of War will become so terrifying and full of longing.

Looking at the void space that was unknown, Fang Bai sighed lightly and murmured: "I'll leave the rest to you to explore."

When the words were finished, Fang Bai turned around and returned to the prehistoric world.

The universe is so vast, and at his current speed, is it the same in the outside world?

I feel longing for you and remember what Meng Biluo said, don’t rush to leave the prehistoric world.

Fang Bai also understood the importance of the prehistoric world, and it would not be too late to leave after completely controlling the prehistoric world.

It has been twenty years since we returned to the prehistoric world. After Gala parted, two hundred years passed by. The divine thoughts dispersed and swept across. Today, the prehistoric world is different from the past.

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Take out the purple jade plate and send the message, and soon receives Jian Jingtian's echo, Zhongzhou!

The Temple of War God, Thunder God Sect, one north and one south, divides Zhongzhou equally.

The foundation of the Temple of War God is also built in Zhongzhou, which governs the five states of Qing, Yue, Ning, Lei and Shang. It is powerful and powerful. Under the command, no one dares to refuse to obey!

Of course, besides the Thunder God Sect, there is only the Temple of War God.

There are countless sects in the prehistoric history. When they were at their peak, there were countless sects in just one state, and they were countless.

Now, these no longer exist, and all belong to the Temple of War.

After the war, two hundred years of rest and recuperation gradually recovered. Thanks to Fang Bai's urging the chaotic energy, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was more than twice as strong as before.

The changes that followed were extremely significant. The cultivation talent, spiritual medicine, spirit stones, and various cultivation resources were much richer than before. Genius disciples emerged, and a group of strong people emerged.

The three states ruled by the demon clan are no exception. Their strength has developed rapidly, but no tribe dares to harass the six states. Even the human races within the three states are much better than before, and no demon clan dares to harass them at will.

And all of this is thanks to Fang Bai!

The name of the Temple of War is shocking the vast world!

Before we knew it, the name of the God of War Fang Bai began to spread and resounded throughout the prehistoric world!

When they arrived in Zhongzhou, the top leaders of the War God Temple gathered, Mo Quli was also present, and there were some familiar faces of Fang Bai, people who fought side by side on the Halloween Continent, Meng Yuanshan, Qiu Xiaotian...

After many years of separation, I didn’t expect to meet again in this way. Meng Yuanshan and Qiu Xiaotian are still at the peak of the saints, and their expressions looked a little complicated when they looked at Fang Bai.

Fang Bai's deeds in the prehistoric world have been widely circulated in recent years and are well-known!

I remember that in order to compete for the Halloween Continent, I could still compete for the long and short periods. Now the world has changed and the world is indefinite!

"Brother Meng! Brother Qiu!"

Fang Bai had no time to greet everyone and walked to the front of the two of them first. He couldn't help but think of Jiangshan who died in battle and felt more and more moved.

"Lord of the Palace!"

Meng Yuanshan and Qiu Xiaotian looked a little excited. His strength and status would change someone. Unexpectedly, Fang Bai could still treat them as usual.

Fang Bai asked the two of them to sit down, and at a glance they could see what their problem was, and there was not much life span. If they could not become gods, they would soon turn into a handful of loess.

Qiu Xiaotian is the most dangerous, with only more than two hundred years left at most. Even if he is given a small world, he may not be able to refine it unless he establishes faith and becomes a god.

Meng Yuanshan is better than him. If nothing unexpected happens, there will be four or five hundred years, but it will be a while.

Seeing the changes in their expressions, Fang Bai knew it in his heart. His divine thoughts swept over and a jade slip slowly floated in front of them and said, "This is a small world that no one discovered. Although it is not as good as the Halloween Continent, it is not too far away. Please accept it."

"this…"

Meng Yuanshan and Qiu Xiaotian looked at each other and looked at the jade slip in front of him, with an excited expression that he could not help himself.

After years of struggle, I have long given up the hope of becoming a god. If I hadn't wanted to sit outside the prehistoric world, I would have escaped from the prehistoric world.

The news of the establishment of the Temple of War spread, and Fang Bai's name was well-known. The two of them came to me one after another, hoping to see Fang Bai and try their luck.

Unexpectedly, Fang Bai couldn't wait for Fang Bai, and when the two of them were in despair, Fang Bai came back.

And without them speaking, the opportunity to become a god is in front of you.

"The Lord of the Palace..."

Qiu Xiaotian felt something stuck and suddenly couldn't continue to say it.

Fang Bai smiled, "Did Brother Qiu forget the days when we fought side by side?"

During the battle of Halloween Continent, Qiu Xiaotian made great efforts and was also very strong. Although he failed to persevere until the end, Fang Bai can understand that he is generous and worthy of friendship.

Meng Yuanshan is slightly different. Although he doesn’t like Meng Yuanshan very much, Jiangshan left a deep impression on Fang Bai. Fang Bai was very sad when he heard the news of Jiangshan’s death in battle.

When old friends meet, he now has so many opportunities in hand, so it’s natural!

"Thank you!"

Qiu Xiaotian said, put away the jade slip without hesitation, turned his head to look at Meng Yuanshan, who said in a deep voice: "Thank you!"

Fang Bai smiled, "If you are interested in joining the Temple of War God, please wait anytime. If you want to rebuild the mountain gate, I will also support you with all your strength."

Qiu Xiaotian was stunned and sighed: "Sorry, I can't join the Temple of War God, but I won't rebuild the mountain gate."

"Okay!"

Fang Bai nodded, saying that this matter could not be forced, and it went against Qiu Xiaotian's will, so he could not feel at ease.

"Thank you, Lord!"

Meng Yuanshan bowed his fists and had the answer.

Fang Bai smiled and said, "Okay, I won't give you two."

Meng Yuanshan is okay, he has enough time, but Qiu Xiaotian doesn’t have much time, and he is racing against time.

"Goodbye!"

Qiu Xiaotian looked at Fang Bai gratefully, turned around and left, and Meng Yuanshan followed.

Everyone in the Temple of War God witnessed all this and looked at Fang Bai's eyes, which changed again.

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Chapter completed!