Chapter 1395 returns to God of War
When the Queen of the Bells was in his childhood, he passed through the seventh district of the reincarnation and descended to the Xuanzang Star Field. The first Heavenly Land of Xuanyuan was the core of the Xuanzang Star Field. The Heavens was born there, and then the Heavenly Land of The Heavens Cut out in the star field and hide the star field with a broken bridge.
For Zhong Yue, who is also proficient in Heavenly Dao The Heavens, from the star movements of Xuan Zang, the causal deduction, the calculation of star power, the sympathy of the boulevard, etc., he calculated the hiding of the heavenly holy land of The Heavens. The land is not troublesome.
Therefore, for him, Musse The Heavens has no chance to make a comeback. As long as he dies, it is really dead. There is absolutely no second chance!
A place beyond the world.
The Heavens River has completely disappeared, but the land outside the world is still out of the world, without the grounds of The Heavens, not connected to any space of the crape.
Here is the time and space sealed by the ancient great gods and some of the great powers of the ancient times. It is not bordered by the Ziwei, and does not border the ancient universe, the six borders and any world.
At that time, the Fuxi clan Changyang Changyang pleaded for this extraterrestrial land, letting the Fuxi God race and those traitors who had great contributions to certain existence settled without being cursed.
The emperor star was destroyed by Zhong Yue, The Heavens court was also evacuated by Zhong Yue, and several of the Heavens Rivers disappeared. – Pan Yi’s time was due to the great merits of the Heavens when he was enthroned. After migrating and leaving the continent of The Heavens, there is only a place to live in the world, and it is still covered in fog.
Despite the fact that The Heavens has been ruined outside, the place outside the world is still peaceful. Many ancient gods and gods are there, and the Years are raised, but although there is no dispute here, but the old Great Emperor I can't help but feel a little different, always miss the world of flowers and flowers.
“In the past, in order to level the Fuxi God race, what kind of battle did we make?”
One of the old people angrily said: "If we are not lurking in the Fuxi God race, the news of the futuristic, Fuxi God race can lose so fast? So many Fuxis are dead in our hands, and we are trapped here. The world of flowers and flowers has nothing to do with us. It is really rewarding evil! ”
Another woman said with a cold smile: "Those guys let us go to war in wartime, until the end of the war will we stay here, lest they lose face, let sentient beings know they use the sinister means, they want to maintain a pious face, spontaneity can not let us out nonsense, Lest they be exposed to the scandal of their year. ”
A full-faced old man shouted: "What is the difference between keeping us here and being locked in The Heavens? The Heavens The Heavens Here, the birds don't pull, let's play with our children? Really confusing! Go and go to the Angry Brothers, we must go out and be happy anyway! ”
The old people were indignant and indignant, and they found Fu's ancestors. Fu Mei's ancestors looked at them coldly, and everyone was ashamed and afraid to talk.
Fu Mei’s ancestors sipped tea slowly, and slowly said: “Do you want to go out and be happy? I also think, but the outside world is unusual. A new Fuxi was born a thousand years ago, killing the ancestors of the wind and smashing the ancestors in front of you. Did you forget? ”
The old people face each other, and an old man boldly said: "The Fuxi must have been killed by the outside strong, and those high-ranking existences, let him live to the present?"
Fu Mei’s ancestors hesitated and shook his head: “Maybe he will stay outside and wait for us to go out and kill us. Now we don't know anything about the outside world, or do you guys go out and find a message first? ”
An old man sneered: "Frowing my ancestors, you are getting smaller and smaller!" A Fuxi district will scare you like this! ”
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Fu Mei's ancestors slapped in her old face and sneered: "I will be afraid of him?" Really a joke! Caution is the boat! If I didn't stay here, just rely on your old arms and old legs, can you fight over the wind? Can you suppress the wind and Changtai? If Laozi is not sorry for you, Laozi has already left! ”
The old man was furious, white hair was scattered, and he shouted: "The wind is just a drunkard. The wind is always a madman. Would you want to suppress it?" You are greedy and afraid of death…"
Everyone is making a noise, and suddenly a mighty divine sense is coming from The Heavens, piercing the fog, appearing in the sky above the world, thick and vast, stirring back and forth!
"Fuxi's style is open, the wind is Changtai, the contemporary patriarch, Fuxi Zhongshan's Yue, calling you!"
The horrible divine sense is rolling like a thunder, passing over the vast world of the world, letting the old-fashioned ancestors and others stunned.
Suddenly, an old man wakes up and screams: "The wind is smashing the thief, dare to rebel! Is this really awkward? ”
"He is an Imperial Emperor, and the whole of The Heavens is drinking, and he dares to plot it!"
The old man with a slap in the face, holding a cane, sneered: "Go, remove him, and wait until he releases the madman!"
Fu Mei’s ancestors thought of the wind and Chang Tai, could not help but fight a cold war, even the channel: "Go, remove him, later is messed up!"
Everyone rushed away and rushed to the main hall of the patriarch, but at this time they only saw The Heavens like a sudden change. A ray of light rises from everywhere in the world, and it is extraordinary.
The patriarch's hall is wide open, and a Fuxi god who respects Feng Clan is standing on both sides of the main hall, and the fussing ancestors and other ignorants turn a blind eye.
In the center of the main hall, Feng Jikai is sitting in danger, devotionally dedicating the cards to the temple, the ancestors of the Feng Clan family. Originally, Feng Clan was not enshrined here. After all, those traitors occupied the upper hand in the world, and now the spiritual position of the ancestors of Feng Clan was opened by the wind and sacrificed.
In addition to the spiritual position of the ancestors, the same is also enshrined in the wind to open his own sword, it seems that he is cutting the dusty sword, to the dusty road.
His sword has been smashed and the heart is dusty.
After the persuasion and encouragement of Zhong Yue, his Taoist and Excalibur have been re-opened, but after thousands of years, he still worried that his years have washed away his own edge, so he must re-exist before the spiritual position of the ancestors. Sacrifice the sword, and sacrifice your own heart again!
Fuxi's every move is the etiquette of The Heavens, which contains the mystery of the avenue. This ritual is ancient and solemn, with a mysterious rhythm.
His momentum is getting stronger and stronger, more and more horrible, the dust of the heart is swept out, and the light of the Excalibur is getting brighter and brighter!
The avenue of the avenue came from the outside and poured into his body. Instead of suppressing his Cultural Base at the time of worship, he let the Cultural Base bloom completely, directly igniting the martyrdom of the emperor!
"My sword…"
He stood up and pulled the sword up: "No longer hide the edge!"
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The shocking Jianguang rushed to The Heavens, tearing the patriarchal hall, and the many old people and Fumei, who came from outside, quickly stopped and listened to the loud noise. The temple was suddenly separated from the sides and fell. Down, only the winds and swords are standing there!
"Still!"
The old people are full of righteousness, and they are angry with the wind, and they are arrogant, and they say: "Bold winds open!" You have eaten a bear, a leopard, and dare to make a mess! Do you want to die like a thief without a burial place? ”
"The wind is open, you are killing!"
"How dare you become an emperor? Can't live without The Heavens! Do you know what you are doing? ”
……
Feng Ji opened his face in awe-inspiring eyes, staring at the sword's tip, as if there was only this sword in his eyes, the avenue was still boiling, and he came to him and drowned him.
He scorned: "80,000 years old, finally excited, today wearing a sword, a demon atmosphere…My sword is like me, the more you press, the faster, the faster you want, the more you want to drink blood-"
Bang-
In the deepest part of the world, there was a violent shock, as if a behemoth was awakened in the abyss, and the face of the old-fashioned ancestors changed dramatically, and hurriedly vacated and flew to the abyss, and sighed: "The old madman is breaking the ban! You immediately started, he is still in the emperor, kill him, and then suppress the old madman together! ”
A Zunzu old stunned and started to kill the wind!
The wind is open to the sword, and the six rounds of light in the mid-brain of the sword are blooming. Another sword is pointed downwards in the back of his head. The sword in his hand is the sword of time, and the brain is suspended. It is the sword of space, the sword of space, breaking through the space, enemies invisible, and the sword of time is enemies in the past!
The space does not move, Jianguang only eliminates a shock, you can come and go, the sword of time needs him to control, so it appears in his hands, only the hands of the sword of time can control the ghosts!
His figure was moving, and the next moment the sword tip came from behind an old man's head. The old man didn't even know where the Excalibur came from!
In the light wheel behind his head, the sword of space is pulled out, bringing out a string of blood flowers, and the sword in the wind is shaking, the sword is hidden, and the ghost is gone, so that all the powerful who are killed to him are very sad. The sword in his hands is in the past, and sometimes in the future, the magical powers are infinite, so that they are always empty, unable to accurately block his attack.
The surrounding blood is rising and falling, and the old face of a Zunzu is greatly changed. The two swords of the winds are called the Ding Xinghai. The name of the name is Ding Zhouguang. It is almost impossible to imagine, so that they are in the blink of an eye. There will be more wounds!
"Yu Qing Zhou Guang Xuan Jing, I will!"
An old man screamed, and sacrificed his scepter, and his stick was a ghost. It was also Yuqing's sacred mysterious scriptures, but the next moment she was full of blood. In an instant, she had countless swords and almost cut her into a stick!
"You do not deserve."
Feng Ji opened his face indifferent, the sword smashed the head, the old cockroach flew up a big head, and was immediately set in the eyebrows by a sword light, nailing the Primordial Spirit!
"Fuxi is the god of war, you have the body of Fuxi, the blood of Fuxi, the empty school of Fuxi, but you do not have the spirit of God of War. you guys……"
His figure moved, and one head after another fell down, and one head after another was pierced, and the wind was indifferent: "Not worthy."
The Others family was frightened and frightened. From the patriarchal hall to the bottom, a group of old people shouted: "Fuxi, the sage of the lord, listen, and stop your patriarch! The winds are mad, and we want to kill us and rebel! If he kills us, you can't escape! You know that the high presence on the outside will not let you go! ”
————The second time after ten minutes!