Separated by the Chaos Universe, using the Heavenly Dao Array of Years to probe one person, even if it was necessary to travel through time and space to accurately locate it, it was impossible for the six emperors to lose their mana.

You must know that the mana of an emperor is boundless, and it is only easy to forcibly change the trajectory of the stars with his own strength.

There is only one conjecture in their hearts, in the future of the desolate heavens, this person is a great figure, involving the development of the world, such a character must be protected by the way of heaven, it is not so easy to investigate, if it is not handled properly, it will attract backlash, and even the emperor will not be able to bear this price.

"This feud has been settled, and besides, that person is too terrifying, he can manifest in the past, and cultivate the Emperor Zun, and complete the historical change, this is beyond common sense, and the Emperor Zun can't do it." The eldest emperor said in a dull mood.

A person comes from the future, rises all the way, and kills two emperors, not to mention, that person is still alive in the future, and he is not really dead.

As soon as they thought of this, the six emperors all broke out in a cold sweat.

I was thinking that I would find out everything about this person and erase everything, but I didn't expect to catch a big fish, a terrifying big fish.

"If we destroy that plane first, or even occupy the entire heavens, can we prevent this person from appearing in the future?" An emperor asked.

Yes, this is a very profound question, related to the cycle of cause and effect, and even the emperor has not really been able to understand it.

"That person can dare to go in the future, why can't the past intervene in the future." There are emperors who put forward their own ideas.

"The past is a certainty, and even if he can come to the past, no one can answer whether he can change the outcome." The old man Emperor respects the quiet road.

"Is the appearance of this person in history?" An emperor asked.

"Perhaps, we should try. Can the past change the future? An emperor's eyes were full of determination.

"Between the heavens, the eternal times have remained calm until now, and a war is needed after all."

At this moment, the six emperors were brewing a war against the desolate heavens.

It was 10,000 years ago that the War of the Fall of the Three Realms.

It all started with Fu Yang. Now that the task of reviving the Three Realms falls on his shoulders, it is as if he has fallen into a strange circle, and no one can jump out of it, and he can't break free.

If, Fu Yang did not take the Third Sacred Flower......

If, Fu Yang did not have a good way......

If, the six emperors retreated, there was no ......

If so, the six emperors will be silent......

……

Pity. There are no ifs, and that's just a ridiculous excuse.

The past is a foregone conclusion, what should have happened will still happen, and nothing can be twisted and changed.

There are infinite variables in the future, and even if you can see the future, it is only one of the lines, and no one can say for sure that it should be the heavenly line.

For the future of the six emperors, in Fu Yang's view, it is the past. All of them have been verified, and there is no possibility of change.

……

Karma, fire, and hell. Fu Yang woke up.

Sigh leisurely, as if experiencing a long dream.

But Fu Yang knew very well that this was real, and all kinds of cultivation experience, like an ocean of knowledge, were all real and precious.

Stand up from the Heavenly Pool. A pool of treasure liquid has been depleted of essence, and only a pool of waste water remains.

"It's a pity, the realm of Daozun hasn't been enjoyed yet, so I'll play the prototype." Fu Yang sighed.

That battle made Fu Yang realize. How terrifying the adversaries to face in the future.

Covered with a layer of chaotic light, the current chaotic body cannot be compared to the body of the Dao Venerable Realm at all.

The current body is very strong, even if the Yuanying Monk attacks with a magic weapon, he may not be able to hurt a bit, and he is already an invincible existence in the Three Realms, but he has experienced the years of the Holy Emperor Heavens, so that he understands that he is truly powerful.

His mentality has changed, after all, the memory in his mind is his own experience, and the indelible vicissitudes in his eyes are completely unfake.

With a lifetime of cultivation experience, Fu Yang plans to take a new path and surpass himself at that time.

The fist-sized divine soul is out of the body, a bit similar to the Yuan Infant, but completely different from the Yuan Infant.

The Yuan Infant of the Immortal Cultivator is golden, condensed by the aura and the three souls and seven spirits, and is the core of the energy.

But Fu Yang's divine soul is different, containing surging soul power, there is no trace of material energy, but it has to be refined to materialize in general.

At this moment, the divine soul is still very fragile and must not be used as a weapon, otherwise the divine soul will be damaged and difficult to repair.

The chaotic qi, hidden in the acupuncture points all over the body, appears light, without the heaviness of the emperor, and the quality is very different, after all, the realm is there.

The bone streak is hidden in the bones and is silent.

As soon as the mana moved, the bone pattern bloomed with a white light, and he wanted to strike a blow to the soul destroyer, but just when he got lucky, the bone pattern couldn't keep up, and he immediately collapsed, just a bland palm.

"It seems that both supernatural powers need to be re-cultivated." Fu Yang said depressedly.

However, a flash of inspiration flashed through my mind.

He had thought about arranging the bone pattern into a large array, and at this moment, the idea came to him again.

At the beginning, the bone pattern had been finalized, so he could only go with the flow to explore, and besides, if he deduced two moves, there would inevitably be more powerful supernatural powers in the follow-up, but Fu Yang didn't have time to cultivate the bone pattern.

Now that the bone pattern is still in its embryonic form, and there is still moldability, Fu Yang started to think about it.

Moreover, the Great Dao of Formation has already been understood, and it is completely at the level of a Formation Grandmaster.

The array is carved, and it is simply at your fingertips.

Of course, the most important thing is what kind of formation is the key, there are countless formations in the world, all-encompassing, mysterious and extraordinary, if you really want to choose one, Fu Yang can't make up his mind for a while, but he has already planned it, and it will definitely be carried out to the end.

The bone pattern has been suppressed first, not allowing it to grow on its own, waiting for Fu Yang to think carefully before making a decision.

……

For a month, Fu Yang has been practicing.

A large number of monks slaughtered in the ghost realm and gained a lot of merit, it was like a paradise.

It's a pity that in the past month, the merit monument has not responded, and they are so anxious that they grit their teeth, like a group of macho men with sperm worms on their brains, but they have nowhere to vent.

The first thing he did when he got out of the customs, Fu Yang loaded the goods, and there were a large number of treasures piled up in the Hall of Merit, full of colors and treasures.

When a group of monks got the news, they immediately rushed back to the sect to exchange for cultivation resources.

This time, Fu Yang was a little overwhelmed.

The treasure that had just been put on it disappeared in an instant, not staying for more than a second at all.

It's a bit like playing an online game and someone is maliciously playing a deal.

"What's the situation, after a month of retreat, there are so many local tyrants in the cultivation world."

Fu Yang was a little surprised, and he found out too quickly.

Actually, it's easy to understand that the entire monastic world has been hungry for too long, and it's rare to catch up with the good times, and if you don't do your best, you're simply sorry for yourself. (To be continued.) )