Chapter 1352: Return to God of War
The Emperor Zhonghuang fled to the Xuan Zang star field through the seventh cycle of reincarnation, and the innate Xuan Zang shrine was the core of the Xuan Zang star field. Mu Xiantian was born there and later cut out the inborn Xuan Zang shrine from the star field. Hide the star field with Broken Bridge Magic. Teana novel 『⒉
的 For Zhong Yue, who is also proficient in the heavens and days, he calculated from the stars of Xuan Zang's star field, causal deduction, star power calculation, avenue sympathy, etc. He calculated the hiding place of the innate Xuan Zang shrine.
Therefore, for him, Mu Congenital has no possibility of making a comeback. As long as he died once, he really died, and there was absolutely no second chance!
A place outside the world.
Wu Tianhe has completely disappeared, but the world outside is still lonely outside the world, not above the world, but not connected to any space of Lagerstroemia indica.
Here is the space-time sealed by the ancient supernatural powers and some archeologists. It is not bordered by Lagerstroemia indica, nor is it bordered by the ancient universe, the six realms, and any world.
In that year, Changfeng, the clan leader of the Fuxi clan, begged around, begging for a place outside the world to settle the Fuxi protoss and those traitors who have made great contributions to some existence, and not be cursed.
The emperor star was destroyed by Zhong Yue, and the heavenly court was evacuated by Zhong Yue. Several continents of Tianhe also disappeared .—— As long as Mu Xiantian became the emperor, he moved because of his great achievements and left the continent of Tianhe. Today, there is only a place outside the world, still covered by heavy mist.
Although the outside world is turned upside down, the world is still peaceful. Many ancient gods and old gods are here to support the heavens and the heavens, but although the place is quiet and there is no dispute, the old emperors such as Fu Mei can't help but have some strange thoughts. Always miss the flower world outside.
"How did we make great achievements in order to level the Fuxi Protoss?"
An old tribe said indignantly: "If we weren't lurking in the Fuxi Protoss, the secret message was that the Fuxi Protoss could defeat so quickly? So many Fuxis died in our hands, but we are trapped here, the outside world of flowers and us It has nothing to do, really reward evil and punish good! "
Another old sneer sneered: "Those guys let us be born and die during the war. They will keep us here when the war ends, lest they lose face, let all beings know that they have used insidious means, and they want to maintain the integrity of the face. Naturally, we cannot let us. Go out and talk nonsense, lest they let the scandal of that year unravel. "
An old man with a righteous face yelled, "What's the difference between keeping us here and being locked up in a prison? Every day here, birds don't shit, let us play with our children? It's a jerk! Go, go Looking for Brother Fumei, we must go out and be happy anyway! "
The old people of the tribe were angry and unsatisfactory. They found the ancestor of Fumei, and the ancestor of Fumei looked at them coldly.
The ancestor of Fu Mei drank tea slowly, saying slowly: "Do you want to go out and be happy? I also think about it, but the outside world is extraordinary. A new Fu Xi was born thousands of years ago, killing the wind to shake the ancestors, in front of your face. Feng Zhen's ancestors hacked and killed. Did you forget? "
The old people looked at each other, and an old man boldly said, "That Fuxi must have been killed by the strong outsiders. How can those high-level existences allow him to live to this day?"
The ancestor with a frowning eyebrow hesitated and shook his head: "Maybe he'll stay outside and kill us when we go out. Now we know nothing about the outside world, or who of you should go out first to find out the news?"
An old woman sneered: "Fu Mei, your courage is getting smaller and smaller! You are scared like this by Fu Xi's head!"
Snapped--
The ancestor of Fu Mei slaps in her old face and sneers: "I will be afraid of him? It's a joke! Be careful to sail the ship forever! If I didn't stay here, I can only fight with you old arms and legs After the epoch, how can I suppress it? Can I suppress Feng Changtai? If I didn't pity you, I would have gone! "
The old man was furious, white, and scolded, "Feng Jikai is just an alcoholic, Feng Changtai is a lunatic, want you to suppress? You are greedy for fear of death ..."
Everyone was clamoring, and suddenly a mighty immortal consciousness poured from the sky, penetrated through the mist, and appeared from the sky above the earth, thick and vast, and stirred up!
"Fu Xi's style is open, Feng Changtai, contemporary patriarch, Fuxi Zhongshan's Yue, call you!"
The horrible sense of horror was rolling like thunder, sweeping over the vast earth, leaving the ancestors of Fumei and others in awe.
Suddenly, an old man came to his senses and sternly said, "Feng Ji started collaborating with outsiders, and dare to rebel! Is this really boring?"
"He is an emperor, drinking and playing all day, even dare to conspiracy!"
妪 拄 The old man with a slap clutching his cane sneered, "Go, get rid of him, and wait until he releases that lunatic!"
The ancestor of the dormant eyebrow thought of Feng Changtai and couldn't help fighting a cold war. He even said, "Leave him, get rid of him, and let him be confused!"
Everyone rushed out, rushing to the clan's main hall, but at this time saw the sky suddenly change, a ray of light rising from all over the world, beautiful.
The hall of the patriarch was wide open, and a Fuxi **** with respect to the Feng family was standing on both sides of the hall.
In the middle of the hall, Feng Ji is sitting in a serious position, respectfully honoring the tablets that are enshrined on the hall, those ancestors of the Feng clan. Originally, there was no enshrinement of the Wind's ancestors. After all, those traitors had the upper hand in the world, but now the spirits of the Wind's ancestors were opened up by the ancestors for ceremonies.
In addition to the spirits of the ancestors and ancestors, Feng Ji also opened his own excalibur. It seemed that he was cutting the blade of the dusted sword, and the blade of the Taoism.
His sword blade is dead, the heart is dusty.
After Zhong Yue's persuasion and encouragement, although his Taoxin and Excalibur were re-edged, but after thousands of years, he still worried that the years had washed away his edge, so he had to go again before the spirit of the ancestors Sword offering sword, sacrificing one's own heart again!
Every act of dormant Fu is a natural etiquette, which contains the mystery of the avenue. This worship ceremony is ancient and solemn, with a mysterious rhythm.
The momentum is getting stronger and stronger, the dust of Daoxin is swept out, and the light of the Excalibur is getting brighter and brighter!
霞 A avenue of rays of light came from the outside and poured into his body. During the worship, he no longer suppressed his cultivation, but let the cultivation bloom completely, which directly led to the emperor's enlightenment!
"My sword ..."
He stood up and pulled up his sword: "No longer cover the edge!"
嗤 ——
The shocking Jianguang rose to the sky, tearing the patriarch's hall, and many clan elders and Fu Mei rushing outside to pause and only listened to the click, the towering hall suddenly fell flat on both sides and fell down, Only Feng Ji's battle sword stood there!
"Jack!"
Everyone is full of righteousness, and angers and yells at Feng Jikai, righteousness and yells, "Bold Feng Jikai! You ate the heart of a bear and leopard, dare to rebel! Do you want to die like your father's rebel? ? "
"Feng Jikai, you are dying!"
"How dare you become an emperor? Lawless! Do you know what you are doing?"
Uh ...
Wu Fengji opened his face completely, staring at the tip of the Excalibur, as if there were only this sword in his eyes. Dadao Xiaguang was still boiling, flooding him and drowning him.
He moaned lightly: "Eight years ago, I was finally excited. Today I slashed with a sword, and demon atmosphere ... My sword is like me, the harder and longer it is, the faster it will be, and the more I want to drink blood-- "
Banglong-
There was a violent shock in the deepest part of the world, as if a beast awakened in the abyss, the ancestor of Fumei's face changed drastically, and he hurried up into the abyss and flew to the abyss, sternly: "Old crazy man is breaking the ban! You start immediately, kill him while he is still emperor, and then suppress the old lunatic together! "
A respectful old man violently started to kill the Feng Ji!
Feng Ji opened his finger to the sword, six light wheels bloomed in the back of the brain in Jianming, and there was a sharp sword suspended in the light wheel behind his head. The sword in his hand was the sword of time, and his head was suspended. It is the sword of space. The sword of space breaks through space and cuts the enemy in the invisible. The sword of time cuts the enemy in the past and the future!
The space does not move. Jianguang only needs a shock, and he can come and go instantly. The sword of time needs him to control, so it appears in his hands. Only by controlling the sword of time in his hand can he be more intrigued!
一 As soon as his figure moved, the next moment the sword tip came from the head of an old man, and the old man didn't even know where the sword came from!
In the light wheel behind his head, the sword of space was pulled out, bringing out a string of blood flowers, and the sword light in Feng Ji's hands shook, the sword hidden sword appeared, and the ghost appeared, making all the strong ones who killed him very sad. The sword in his hands is sometimes in the past, sometimes in the future, and the magical powers are immense, so that they always take the air, unable to accurately block his attack.
The blood of the surroundings changed one after another. The old face of a respected tribe changed greatly. Two exquisite swords opened by Feng Ji, one named Ding Xinghai and one named Ding Zhouguang. It was almost unthinkable, leaving them in an instant. There will be more wounds!
"Yu Qing Zhou Guang Xuan Jing, I will too!"
An old man shouted Sacrifice the scepter, the scepter was fascinated by ghosts, and it was also Yuqing Zhouguang Xuanjing, but the next moment she was full of blood, and in an instant she won countless swords, almost cutting her Into a stick!
"You do not deserve."
Wu Fengji opened his face indifferently, and the sword cut his head. The old man flew up with a big head, and then was fixed on the eyebrow by a sword light, crucifying Yuanshen!
"Fuxi is God of War, you have Fuxi's body, Fuxi's blood, Fuxi's peerlessness, but you have no God of War state. You ..."
His body moved, one head after another fell, and one head after another was pierced, Feng Ji said indifferently: "Not worth it."
The other clan veterans frightened and slayed, from the patriarch hall to the bottom, a clan elder cried out loudly: "Fu Xi, the vein of the lord, listen, quickly stop your patriarch! Feng Jikai is furious and wants Kill us and rebel! If he kills us, you can't escape! You know that the existence of the high outside will not let you go! "
———— Second more in ten minutes! (To be continued.)