Fuso the Great!

Chu Feng couldn't help but change his expression greatly, he couldn't have imagined that this white bone that had lived in his mustard sac for more than ten years would be him, and it would be the Fusang Emperor!

Many people showed a blank look, but there were also many people like Chu Feng, showing a panicked expression, they were more familiar with history, and they also knew better that in the records of history, there were many different names, but in the end they pointed to the same person.

Fusang the Great, his full honorific title is Dongxia Fusang the Great, also known as Yuanyang Father.

No one remembers what era he came from and when he became emperor, but many ancient books record that the Emperor of Donghua, the Shaoyang Jun of Donghua Zifu or the Dongjun refer to him, the Fusang Emperor who should live on Kunyu Mountain in the East China Sea.

If these names are not clear, then he has another common name, which most people have heard of, because it is a name that exists in myths and legends - the prince of the east.

The East Prince, the owner of the sea, and the Queen Mother of the West of Kunlun in the west, are two immortals who echo each other in mythological stories.

But they are not immortals, they are just emperors who have lived for an unusually long time, and they have been used as immortals in many ancient books.

The residence of the Fusang Emperor is in the East China Sea, and the mermaid people are also in the East China Sea......

Chu Feng couldn't help but show a little panicked and frightened look, because such an association made it difficult for people to suppress the excitement in their hearts, because this seemed to have uncovered the tip of the iceberg.

The merman clan comes from the Haishi lineage, which is one of the twelve veins of Kunlun, and has the same qi and branches as Yaochi.

If the Eastern Princes were really related to the Shark Clan, then it is difficult to explain why he had a conflict with the main thing representing Kunlun - this may be inextricably linked to the Shark Clan's migration from Kunlun back then.

There are many contradictions in this, Chu Feng is not clear, and it is difficult to think clearly, but he knows that the truth may be about to surface.

Emperor Fusang looked at those blood-red eyes, and then said softly: "Wu Qizhen, although you have obtained the body of that candle dragon and crossed the limit of the Great Emperor of the New Era, you should not be in such a hurry to show up, you must know ...... Wu Lingfeng has been looking for you. ”

Blood-colored eyes sneered, "He, that stupid person, can he find me?"

"Whether you can find it or not, it doesn't matter if you say it. Emperor Fusang was silent for a moment before continuing, "But you have been coveting and watching here, and things may not go as you wish. ”

"The sarcasm of words is as pale as ever, and the means of playing with words are not clever, Fusang the Great, you really disappoint me. Wu Qizhen sneered, his words full of contempt.

The Fusang Emperor was not angry, and even ignored Wu Qizhen, just silently watching the scribes blocking the emperor who tried to challenge him for him.

But the scribe is not a supreme existence after all, but after three consecutive battles, he is already overwhelmed.

Emperor Fusang waved his hand slightly, signaling the scribe to retreat behind him, and then slowly stood up, his eyes swept over everyone's heads, and then said slowly: "This world is about to collapse, I need your strength...... to buy more time for the world...... Become my sword, or be my enemy. ”

The Great Emperors fell silent, they all knew that they would not be the opponents of the Fusang Emperor, but they thought that if they joined forces, they might not necessarily lose.

No matter how strong the Fusang Emperor is, he is still just an emperor after all, not a legendary immortal, he will also be injured and die.

But the Fusang Emperor seemed to be completely unafraid, under the words, there was no deliberate threat, nor deliberate display, just a plain sentence, but there was an awe-inspiring domineering spirit spreading everywhere in the air.

"Oh, why did you change your mind?" Wu Qizhen said sarcastically, "You weren't like this back then, those who surrender live, and those who disobey die, this is not the style of the soft-natured Eastern Princes." ”

Emperor Fusang turned his head slightly, looked at Wu Qizhen and said, "If you want to start a war with me here at this moment, then go on." ”

Wu Qizhen laughed loudly, but he could also see that he was really afraid of the Fusang Emperor, he just laughed, and after all, he still refused to say another word.

After all, his enemy was not Fusang the Great, at least - not now.

Emperor Fusang looked at the emperors and did not speak, just silently waiting for their reply.

After all, some emperors still retreated and took a step back, but the moment the Fusang Emperor retreated, a blue light bloomed from his forehead, and the emperor was suddenly shattered into rotten flesh all over the sky, and the blood was sprinkled all over the sea, and the gods were destroyed.

The blood of the Great Emperor was full of spiritual energy, and as the blood of this Great Emperor spilled out, a radius of a hundred miles was instantly filled with rich true qi, and at that moment, the spiritual energy began to flow around, producing a strong spiritual flow, like a violent wind, and all the monks began to frantically absorb the spiritual energy overflowing from the body of this Great Emperor at this moment.

The true qi refined by the Great Emperor is fed back into the air, even if it is just a wisp, it can be captured, and it is better than the true qi of ordinary people.

What is even more commendable is that there are often also rules that have not completely dissipated, which can be understood by others, which is a great benefit for spiritual practice.

Chu Feng did not join the ranks, and all his attention was focused on the sky above Xingchen Island, on the Fusang Emperor.

Emperor Fusang looked at the rest of the emperors without changing his face, with some pity in his expression, but he did not hesitate at all.

The rest of the Great Emperors began to tremble and began to tremble, and they finally truly felt the horror of the Fusang Emperor.

He, after all, is the legendary emperor, once he appears, he is an existence that everyone admires, even if he is arrogant for a while, most of them are not his enemies.

When their faith began to waver, and they gradually began to choose to surrender, a crack suddenly opened in the heavenly dome, and a purple light fell from the sky, with a continuous thunder, roaring and roaring, and the wind and thunder stirred up turned into a boiling ocean within a radius of a hundred miles.

The light of the three-pole monument suddenly made a big scene, dazzling very much, and the light turned into a mysterious flower, blooming in the void, withering, incomparably magnificent, making the heaven and earth fragrant and lush, refreshing people's hearts.

The purple light gradually dissipated, revealing what it had enveloped.

It is also a stone stele, the same as the three-pole stele, the text on the stele is as complex as a picture scroll, and it is flashing with a three-color luster at this moment, gradually from light to thick, as if it is about to be sprayed out at any time.

Chu Feng's expression couldn't help but change, that stele was the first tripolar stele he had ever seen, he had always thought that the tripolar stele would not appear, but he didn't expect that it would take the initiative to tear the void and appear here!

Emperor Fusang did not look at the three-pole monument, but raised his head to look at the crack in the void, and sighed, "You are finally here." ”

"When—"

A low sound of bells, as if through the ages, ethereal, came from the deepest part of time and space.

A rusty, bronze carriage burst out of the void. The wheels of the frame pulled by no strange beast ran over in the void, accompanied by a dull sound, leaving a straight and sunken track in the void, and cracks spread from the sunken track in all directions, as if a frame carrying a mountain had crushed over an ordinary stone bridge, making the space unbearable and began to tremble.

On both sides of the frame, there are six ancient swords, all of which are in the scabbard, very simple, but the wisps of mist that fall from the scabbard are all pressed into the void and sink, which is unbearable.

On top of the frame, stood a young man, with a handsome face, some sunken eye sockets, a high nose, some prominent cheekbones, but thin lips, and long black hair that seemed to be soaked in water, tamely attached to the back of his head, and not raised in the wind.

There was a gentle smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, as if it was sunshine, making people feel extremely dazzling and warm in the night sky.

His ornate robe rolled slightly in the wind, glowing with a faint light, made people feel the extraordinary nature of his identity at a glance.

Chu Feng frowned, this frame ...... He had seen it before, in the small world that suppressed the Yi Evil Heavenly Venerable, after entering that grassland, this frame stayed on the grassland.

This person...... Could it be the strong man who suppressed Yi Evil Tianzun?

"Your eight horses, after all, still can't withstand the erosion of time, and they have all left. Emperor Fusang sighed softly, his voice full of melancholy.

The young man also said helplessly: "Who can resist the erosion of time? In order to escape the corrosion of time, we all have to give up time and miss too many things." ”

"I've met the Father before, and he's still training a new Eight Horses for you. "Fusang the Great said.

The young man was silent for a moment before he raised his head and said regretfully: "He is too persistent, the eight horses have already gone, even if there are enough eight divine horses, where are the eight horses." ”

"So I made him give up. Fusang the Great smiled.

"That's good, of course. The young man paused before changing the subject, "Why don't you want to get back your body, since Yi Xie has died, naturally he no longer needs it—and now that your body has fallen into his hands, if you want to fully recover, it will still be difficult to do it after all." ”

Emperor Fusang shook his head and said, "It's just a body, although the vitality is somewhat damaged, it is not a big problem. It's just that the Queen Mother of the West is still in his hands, and we are still a rat trap after all. ”

The young man smiled before he said, "Could it be that after so many years, you really don't have any arrangements?"

Emperor Fusang didn't speak, a ray of blue light poked out from behind, and pulled out an ancient sword from the frame of the young man, and suddenly the ancient aura overflowed, the dragon chanted in shock, and a sky-high edge directly tore open the void, startling everyone around to take a few steps back.

The blue light wrapped around the ancient sword, so that the aura on the ancient sword no longer escaped, and then sighed lightly: "Kunwu Yuli, I am old. ”

Kungo Sword.

Chu Feng looked at the young man and already knew the true identity of the young man.

Mu Tianzi.

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