Chapter 963: Jagged blood is still there

Chapter 963: Jagged blood is still there

The reason he wanted to ask these old people to help each other was to attract the Congenital Emperor out, so that the Congenital Emperor had to shoot!

In this way, the strength of Yin Kang's can be preserved, and these old celebrities and reincarnation can also be eliminated!

These old immortals are all obsessed with oblivion and have the heart of a wolf. As soon as they see a little blood, they will pounce on it.

They originally saw that Feng Qingyu disappeared, and Fu Xi died early, and some were reluctant to see the wind. Zhong Yue only needed a few words to stir the greed in their hearts and the desire in their hearts, so that they could ask for it , Go out and die.

In a place outside of the world, Zhong Yue didn't have any means to deal with them. He could only let them go happily, but to the outside world, Zhong Yue had a thousand ways to put them to death!

"Is there an emperor-level existence in this extraterrestrial place?"

Zhong Yue Simao, just a few of the clan elders and Fu Xichu, are emperor-level powerhouses, although the cultivation is extremely deep, but the existence of the emperor level is still inferior.

He had seen two emperor-level beings hidden here 70,000 years ago. The older generation here was no stranger to him. After all, he "lived" here for sixty or seventy years.

Whether Fu Baozheng, Fu Baoer, or Fu Baotian, he recognized that they had all seen it before, and called their names. During his time as a ghost, he had thoroughly studied these traitors and foreigners.

At that time there were more traitors and reincarnated foreigners of the Fuxi Protoss, but now there are not so many, many of them are dead.

After 70,000 years, it is still unknown whether the two emperors are still alive.

What he was most worried about was the two emperors, and he was worried if he could hide them from stealing the sky and changing the sun.

So far, the two emperors have never appeared, allowing him to breathe a sigh of relief.

"There is another existence, Feng Changyang, the brother of Feng Changyang."

The scene emerged from his mind, Feng Changyang met Feng Changtai's sword with his chest on Tianhe, and finally died in the situation where the body of his brother fell into Tianhe.

He understood the two brothers' good intentions, and Feng Changyang smashed the ring. In order to achieve this, he beheaded and killed many fusi traitors and reincarnated supernatural beings. He even killed two emperor-level beings and expressed his indomitable heart.

Feng Changtai killed Feng Changyang, preserving the last Fuxi blood in the world.

Feng Changyang's deadly death is worthy of admiration, but Feng Changtai is the most painful person in the world. He will spend his whole life in the pain of killing his brother.

Zhong Yue settled down, and when he saw the young Fuxi patriarch came, he was still wavy and drinking.

"I'll take you around." Zhong Yue said calmly.

Feng Ji started to keep up with him silently, Zhong Yue seemed to be very familiar with this place, taking him to walk in leisurely courts, walking over mountains and mountains, not long before coming to a cliff.

Zhong Yue shot it out in various printing methods. The texture of the totems formed by the printing methods resembled the teeth of a key. When printed into the cliff, the teeth and the shrapnel were interlocked, and they must be fastened together to unlock the lock.

However, the seals exhibited by Zhong Yueshi are numerous times more complicated than the keys. When these seals are printed, the cliffs startle and become transparent.

Feng Ji opened up in surprise, as the patriarch of the Fuxi Protoss, he didn't know that there was such a place in the world.

Zhong Yue walked towards the cliff, and he quickly followed, leaving Hun Dunyu outside. I saw that there was a vast space hidden in it, and the air was filled with various perceptions. Numerous words recorded the process of deductive exercises by an emperor-level being.

"This is where your father retreats the Yuqing Zhou Guangxuanjing. You have never been here."

Zhong Yuedao: "All his feelings are recorded here. He is a peerless genius. Unfortunately, he did not get the complete Yuqing cosmic light mystery, and failed to complete the sixth path of this practice.

Feng Ji was silent.

Now he has believed Zhong Yue's words. Even if he knew the place, there was no corresponding method to unlock the seal to enter the place, but Zhong Yue could easily touch it and unlock the seal.

Only that "future ghost" can have this means.

Zhong Yue dispersed and stole the sky for Xuan Gong, her appearance changed, and she returned to her true colors. She said: "The ancestral family Fuxi, Zhongshan's Zhongyue, the Fuxi patriarch who has seen the world!"

Feng Ji looked at him blankly. The young demon in front of him was the "ghost" his father had always said, and the "ghost" from the ancestor of Fuxi's!

His father was bearing the insult of the traitor in his later years. He had no friends, and the only ghost who remained invisible was his father's friend, the only confidant.

Wait until this day.

Finally waited for the day that my father said.

He suddenly had an urge to cry. For 70,000 years, he waited for 70,000 years. He collapsed again and again, doubting whether the ghost of the future life really exists, and he reunited his faith again and again. But time and again, confidence collapsed, and more than once doubted the future.

He didn't know how he had come over the past 70,000 years, but he felt all sorts of things from the past.

Now, the "ghost" in his father's mouth has finally arrived!

"Is there any Fuxi outside?" He asked, hearing his husky voice.

Zhong Yue hesitated and nodded, "There is also a female Fuxi."

"Fu Xi, Fu Xi ..." Feng Ji murmured, and finally couldn't help making his tears come out.

He burst into tears in his father's back room, crying like a devil's cry, sobbing, tearing.

Zhong Yue stood there silently, waiting for him to wake up from sorrow.

After a long time, Feng Jikai stabilized his emotions and sat there for a long time. After a long time, he shouted, "What do you want me to do in the future?"

Zhong Yue was silent for a moment, and said, "In the future, follow me out, fight, fight, and win a future. Chief Kai ..."

He hesitated, but still couldn't help asking: "Although your appearance is young, you have been addicted to drunkenness for so long and have not experienced combat for so long. Is your weapon still worthy of use? Skull? Can your blood boil? Can you face death without changing color? Are you ... or Fuxi? "

The spirit in his eyebrows bloomed, and suddenly an endless sea of ​​blood emerged. Countless demon battled in the sea of ​​blood, thunder and lightning, everywhere, with broken limbs and arms falling from the air, and heads rolling down!

He was showing the brutal, terrifying scenes of battle to Feng Kaikai.

"Going out? Fighting? Beheading? And death ..."

Feng Ji stared at the sea of ​​blood, the killing, the pale face, and grabbed his chest tightly, his heart was beating fiercely, hesitated, hesitated, and then, once more, faster and faster, as if to jump out Chest!

In the eyes of Zhong Yue, the color of compassion was revealed. This is a place outside of the world. Feng Jikai grew up in a place outside of the world. He grew up. He has not experienced any fighting, no life-and-death fight, and no outside danger.

This is a greenhouse. He is a flower growing in the greenhouse. Even if it is cultivated to be even higher, even if it is talented, it has never experienced wind and waves.

He didn't even kill him!

Will he be timid when he enters the battlefield? Will he be afraid to see blood?

Will he hesitate when facing the enemy, and will he have compassion on his life?

Is such a Fuxi patriarch really the strong one he needs?

Feng Jikai's complexion turned paler and paler. His hands holding his chest were getting harder and harder. His forehead was blue and bulging, and he suddenly gasped, as if it were a fish caught ashore, and his mouth gasped.

He has not experienced fighting, he has not experienced killing, and he is even afraid of death!

Zhong Yue sighed, closed the sky vision, got up and left silently.

"iron……"

Suddenly there was a sound of Feng Ji's nightmare behind him, and then a whisper, a rusty iron sword was inserted into the ground by him.

Zhong Yue stopped, looked back, and saw that Feng Jikai's hand grabbing the rusty iron sword was shaking, and he wanted to pull the rusty sword out, but it seemed to have no power.

He is definitely one of the most powerful beings in the world. This iron sword is also a soldier he has cultivated since childhood, growing up with him, but at this moment he feels that the iron sword is extremely heavy and makes him Difficult to pull up.

Zhong Yue's face was bleak, the iron was still there, the blood was still there, but the iron was rusted and the blood was cold.

Feng Changyang's son has lived in the greenhouse for too long, has been fascinated for too long, and has been frustrated for too long. Although he has the cultivation and strength of the sky, he can no longer dance his sword and stir his blood.

He is not the person that Zhong Yue is looking for. He is like an alternative Fuxi. He has been smoothed off, and resents himself. He can only be suitable for the elderly, and he silently dies in the resentment.

His sword was rusty, but how could the Great Perfection's sword rust?

Rust is his heart.

His heart will rust, and the sword will rust, and it will be dull.

Existence like him, the magic soldier reflects his heart, the rust on the sword is not removed, it means that his heart is still rusty.

Rusty inside, how can it stir up blood?

Fuxi is a **** of war without fear. How can he be called Fuxi?

"Pretend to be drunk for too long, it will become really drunk."

Salary shook his head and whispered, "Pretend to be incompetent for too long, it will become really incompetent. He shouldn't wait for 70,000 years so long. The time is too long, and smoothed him out."

Zhong Yue sighed and continued to walk outwards, but at this moment, a faint light reflected behind him, Zhong Yue's heart moved slightly, and she stopped again.

I saw the light gradually brightening, casting his shadow on the wall, making his shadow more and more clear.

He heard the wind.

The gentle sound of the wind made people shudder.

Zhong Yue stunned and murmured: "Salary, you listen to the wind."

The sound of wind came from behind, and the light was getting brighter and brighter. Zhong Yue turned her head and saw the rusty sword in the hands of Feng Ji, who was kneeling on the ground, blooming. UU reading www. The rust on the iron sword of uukanshu.com is falling off, revealing the infinite light inside!

Feng Ji opened, wind was flowing, the wind was ringing, howling, and howling around him!

The mottled rust is falling more and more, and the excalibur in Feng Jikai's hands is also whining, and the sound changes from low to crisp, pleasant and melodious!

Wind, sword.

Gale!

Cangyu-

Feng Ji strove to pull out the iron sword, standing upright, his horror breath was turbulent, the avenue roared around him, and there seemed to be endless anger roaring!

He shook the iron sword in his hand, and the man and the sword merged into one, as sharp as if it had gone through 70,000 years of polishing!

"Iron blood, still!"

Feng Ji opened his teeth and drank like a thunderous rumbling: "Fu Xi Zhong Shan, Fu Xi Feng Shi opens, and I am willing to fight with you!" (To be continued.) Activate the new website