The human emperor Fuxi?

After hearing this name, a picture appeared in Ye Chen's mind.

Facing the siege and killing of the True Dragon Clan and the Heavenly Emperor-level masters, that man slashed through the Nine Heavens with one sword, killing the sky dark, making the entire Nine Heavens shocked.

Looking at the statue in front of him, Ye Chen was shocked, he never thought that the legendary human emperor would be him.

Fu Xi Fu Tianding?

Ye Chen's pupils shrank sharply, and he trembled all over his body: "Could it be that he is the first lineage of the Ancient Futian Clan?"

Thinking of this, Ye Chen himself showed an expression of disbelief, he never thought that after the great change in the galaxy, there would be a descendant of the Futian clan.

"You guessed right, I am indeed a descendant of the Futian clan. The statue's eyes flickered, staring at Ye Chen, and made a majestic voice: "But under the erasure of the Twelve Witch Ancestors and those old things in the Immortal Realm, the bloodline of the Futian clan is becoming more and more scarce, I thought that after my death, the bloodline of the Futian clan will be completely extinct, but I didn't expect the last hope of the Futian clan to be on you." ”

The voice fell in Ye Chen's mind, like thunder.

Hope is in him?

Even after living for 80,000 years, Ye Chen was extremely shocked at this moment, which was simply a wild talk for him.

The bloodline of the Futian clan?

What kind of international joke, if he is a descendant of the Futian clan and has the bloodline of the human emperor clan, he can be born and died in nine days, and after countless tribulations to become a generation of sword gods.

He wouldn't believe the statue's words at all, first his wife Yan Shenjun said that he was the chosen son, and now there was a person named Fuxi, saying that he was a descendant of the Futian clan.

"You don't believe me?"

The majestic voice came from the statue again, although it was majestic, but there was also a trace of care in it, which was completely the tone of the elders speaking to the juniors.

At this moment, Ye Chen seemed to have heard a big joke.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, I, Ye Chen, have been fighting with swords all my life, and my surname is Ye, and I have nothing to do with the Futian clan. Ye Chen was about to turn around immediately.

What kind of shackles of fate can't lock me at all.

The moment Ye Chen turned around, the statue actually shook its head, and finally spoke: "Do you think that with your foundation building period monks, you can make the Chaos Fire surrender to you?"

Ye Chen was shocked, and suddenly stopped, his face changed drastically.

Until now, he didn't know why the chaotic fire in his body was on the earth, and he was startled when he heard the Human Emperor suddenly mention it.

"With my sword god's cultivation and memory, what is impossible if you want to control the fire of chaos?" Ye Chen waved his hand and stepped forward again.

Even if he can't get the treasure in the mausoleum, he won't stay here.

He wants to take his fate into his own hands, as for what savior, what descendant of the Futian clan, he doesn't care at all.

"If it weren't for the awakening of the Futian clan's bloodline in this life, do you think that with your physical body, you can cultivate the Five Elements Golden Pill and practice the Five Elements Immortal Sword Body?"

"If it weren't for the bloodline in your body, do you think the Dragon Soul Sword that suppressed the Great Wall of Sword Qi would stay quietly in your dantian and be driven by you?"

"If it weren't for the bloodline in your body, do you think the Wordless Sword Sutra containing the Three Thousand Great Dao would let you read it?"

One majestic voice after another fell in Ye Chen's mind, like a stick, making Ye Chen stunned in place.

His eyes widened, his gaze glazed over, and he was trembling all over.

Following the voice in his head, Ye Chen's mind kept flashing everything since he was reborn, seemingly inadvertent, but in the dark.

For a moment, there was a dead silence in the palace, Ye Chen's hands drooped, and he lowered his head decadently.

Sensing the change in the momentum on Ye Chen's body, the statue just said: "In order to let you awaken the Futian bloodline, I have been waiting for you here for more than 80,000 years, and when the lamp runs out, after this big array is opened, my time is running out, if you have any questions, just ask as soon as possible." ”

After that, peace was restored in the palace.

Ye Chen clenched his hands, his nails had sunk into flesh and blood, and the crimson blood dripped on the bluestone slab, turning into golden runes in silence.

The five elements restrain each other, but Ye Chen makes the five elements grow together, and all this seems to be true.

Ye Chen entered the sea of knowledge, looking at the slowly beating flame, and there was a trace of essence in his eyes.

He slowly stretched out his hand and grasped the Chaos Flame in his hand, and on the premise of opening the immortal sword body, his flesh began to incinerate, leaving only a crystal clear skeleton.

In the heart, a drop of golden blood shines.

As the flames spread from the bone claws, the drop of golden blood was enveloped, and the golden fluid flowed out of it, turning into vein-like lines all over the body.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Chen's flesh seemed to be covered with a layer of glass, flashing a faint blue light in the palace.

"Sanctification of the flesh!"

With just a drop of blood, his Five Elements Immortal Sword Body had completely reached the Holy Body level, and if it was with normal cultivation methods, it would not have been possible to cultivate all of the Five Elements Immortal Sword Body to the Holy Body level without hundreds of years.

Ye Chen's eyes were full of horror, after his physical body was sanctified, he could completely cast the eighth form of the Heavenly Sword, even in the face of the powerhouse of the Returning Ruins Period, he could also kill with one sword.

Ye Chen turned around suddenly, stretched out his hand, and the golden long sword inserted in the dantian let out a hum, and the golden dragon pattern carved on the sword body slowly attributed to it.

"Whew!"

A loud dragon roar came out of Ye Chen's body, echoing throughout the entire younger brother's mausoleum.

The golden long sword appeared in Ye Chen's hand, Ye Chen was full of battle intent, and the golden sword light on the sword body condensed into a golden long dragon.

Ye Chen is majestic and majestic, like an emperor overlooking heaven and earth.

"Futian bloodline, it's really Futian bloodline!"

Inside the storage ring, Dickens trembled all over, staring at everything outside with wide eyes, the dragon soul sword in his hand, Ye Chenwan was like the master of this side of the world, and his majesty did not allow anyone to provoke.

As the king of the dragon group, Dickens has lived for millions of years and seen countless strong people, but he has never had such a palpitation.

Staring at the Dragon Soul Sword in Ye Chen's hand, Dickens's soul trembled.

If Ye Chen's sword fell, I was afraid that his soul would be wiped out.

As for the blood Jiao who succeeded in transforming into a dragon, he was just kneeling on the ground, his eyes were full of horror, as if he would suffocate at any time.

But the coercion on Ye Chen's body could not be resolved by kneeling down at all, but at this time, the blood Jiao was like a deep quagmire, beads of sweat the size of beans kept flowing out, and the placket of his body was already soaked.

"Dragon, Brother Long, am I dying? Blood Jiao exerted all his strength, and finally said a word.

"Futian bloodline, I didn't expect the master to be a descendant of the Human Emperor, no wonder he would be so rebellious. "Dickens didn't care about the blood Jiao at all, and kept running the dragon secret arts.

And at this moment, the statue's eyes suddenly flashed, releasing a golden light, which was transmitted into the storage ring: "You little earthworm, still don't surrender?"

The voice of the Emperor of Man fell on Dickens's mind like a thunderclap, and he was deafened.

"Bang!"

Dickens only felt an endless coercion over his head, and the slightest evil thought would be erased by the majestic voice.

The power of the human emperor is not something he can resist at all, Dickens knelt on the ground on his knees and said respectfully: "The younger generation has seen the human emperor!"

"Hmph, if you follow him well in the future, it will be a kind of creation. ”

The statue let out a cold snort, and then withdrew its coercion, and Dickens looked at the statue with trepidation as if he had walked out of the door of death.

He has lived for millions of years and has seen countless strong people, but the one who can bring him such coercion, except for those in the upper realm, the Human Emperor is one of them.

But this is just an abandoned earth, and I didn't expect the Human Emperor to appear here.

After a long time, Ye Chen's divine sense was withdrawn from the sea of consciousness, golden light was released in his eyes, and he slowly turned around and raised the dragon soul sword in his hand.

"Heavenly Sword, Eighth Style!"

Ye Chen jumped, the dragon soul sword in his hand let out a shocking dragon roar, and between the swords, Ye Chen pounced on the statue like a golden divine dragon.

"Roar!"

The sword qi erupted, like a giant dragon's roar, and instantly slashed down on the statue.

But at this moment, the storage ring in Ye Chen's hand suddenly moved, and a golden light and shadow came out of his hand.

The golden long pen fell in the hand of the statue, surrounded by ancient runes, when it was empty, time and space changed, the space was still, and the leaf dust with the sword stayed in the air.

Immediately afterwards, a huge palm came from the sky and slapped towards Ye Chen.

But at this moment, Ye Chen actually broke free from the restraints and slashed out with a backhand.

"Boom!"

A golden thread appeared, and the palm of the statue's left hand fell to the ground.