Rumble!

Wu Tian's fist collided with Ryoma's head, and a powerful wave of qi spread out, and the small world trembled.

"You just said that Fuxi is my former master, so you want to be my current master? But you...... How can you compare to Emperor Fuxi?"

Ryoma snorted, Fu Xi was too high in his heart. Any living being, in its opinion, is impossible to compare with Emperor Fuxi.

"You say I'm not as good as Fuxi?" Wu Tian smiled,

Fu Xi, the ancestor of humanity, unceremoniously said, Fu Xi is the ancestor of all Yanhuang people, right?

Ryoma said that Wu Tian was not as good as Fuxi, but Wu Tian was not angry.

It's just that the palm of his hand is turned over, and suddenly, Fu Xiqin appeared, Wu Tian sat cross-legged, and Fu Xiqin was placed in front of his knees.

"This is the master's harp, you are not allowed to move it. Ryoma rushed forward again,

However, at this moment, Wu Tian played the Fuxi qin, and the powerful sound of the qin sounded, and the sound wave, majestic and majestic, swept away with a powerful force, and went towards the dragon horse.

Immediately, in front of the direction that Ryoma was coming from, a wall of sound was formed.

By the time Ryoma reacted, it was too late.

With a bang, Ryoma hit the wall formed by Fuxiqin's music, and immediately, Ryoma only felt a blow to his head, making him dizzy.

Wu Tian smiled and played the Fuxi Qin again, and the sound of the piano formed a net, which appeared out of thin air, directly enveloping the dragon and horse.

"I'm telling you...... I'm telling you, Emperor Fuxi is gone...... I will not surrender to you. ”

Wrapped tightly in the net, his body is tormented by it, but Ryoma is still extremely hideous, roaring angrily,

refusing to admit defeat,

Just don't admit defeat,

Not surrendering is not surrendering,

On its body, its power fluctuated, blooming with a fabulous brilliance, but it still couldn't break out of the net,

Wu Tian played the Fuxi qin, and with the sound of the qin, the net became stronger and stronger, and the net became tighter and tighter.

...... "For my sake, don't care about its offense, let it go, treat it well." ”

But at this time, a figure suddenly appeared, this is an illusory figure, from the Fuxi qin, the spirit appeared.

Wu Tian knows that this is Fu Xi, the ancestor of humanity,

It is also the Fuxi Emperor in the mouth of Ryoma.

The ancestor of Chinese humanities, one of the Three Emperors, is also the righteous god of Fuyou Sheji with Nuwa. The Book of Chu Silk records that he is the creator god, and it is the earliest documented creation god in the Dragon Kingdom.

According to legend, the head of the Fuxi people was a snake body, married Nuwa brothers and sisters, and had children, he invented and created divination gossip according to the changes of all things in heaven and earth, and created words to end the history of "knotted rope records". He also made ropes into nets, which he used to catch birds and hunt, and taught people how to fish and hunt, invented seers, and composed songs. One hundred and eleven years after Fuxi became king, he left the mortal world, leaving behind a large number of myths and legends about Fuxi.

Fu Xi,

Between the eyebrows, it is the mildness that all the unscrupulous people fear,

In his eyes, there is no proud contempt of the strong man, he is peaceful, loves the people like a son, and it can be seen from his eyes that he has love for all things, and this kind of love is called fraternity.

His voice is a vast sound that is enough to infect people's hearts.

"I understand, I'm giving you this face. "If it is someone else, it is too difficult to get face from Wu Tian.

But Fu Xi, the ancestor of humanity, was an exception, and Wu Tian immediately responded.

Fu Xi's figure is gradually disappearing.

Wu Tian also stopped playing the piano, and the net wrapped around the dragon horse finally disappeared.

Ryoma landed and was free, but his eyes were still crying: "The Great Emperor...... Emperor Fuxi, ......"

It really misses Fu Xi very much, when I saw Fu Xi's figure just now, I was very happy, but the sunset is infinitely better, just near dusk,

Just now

That's just the breath left by Emperor Fuxi,

Not the real Fuxi Emperor at all.

Ryoma's face is depressed, Emperor Fuxi is gone, so what is it doing alive?

Thinking of this, Ryoma is about to commit suicide.

Wu Tian saw Ryoma's thoughts at a glance, shook his head slightly, and sneered: "If you die, you will really not be able to see your Fuxi Emperor in the future." ”

"You..... What do you mean by that?" Ryoma looked at Wu Tian blankly.

"Fuxi, the emperor of the demon clan, after he dies, he is a human Fuxi, and after he dies, he ......" Wu Tian said here to stop,

Ryoma is not stupid, now I understand, Emperor Fuxi, although he is gone, he can still be reincarnated!

"I ...... How can I find the Emperor of this life?" Ryoma thought of this, and his face was lost,

Infinite starry sky,

The world is heavy,

Can you meet the Emperor again?

"Of course you can meet him again. ”

Wu Tian nodded and said, "As long as you follow me." ”

"You?" Ryoma was stunned,

But thinking about Emperor Fuxi's attitude towards Wu Tian just now,

Ryoma understood something and gritted his teeth: "Okay, I promise you, I'll follow you." ”

Wu Tian smiled: "That's good." ”

...... Wu Tian was in the small world of the Three Emperors Fire Cloud Cave and got the dragon horse as a mount.

On the other side, there is a lot of commotion, the Green Dragon Gang, the Green Snake hovering, and the ancient trees are towering to the sky. Now, Dongfang Datian, the leader of the Blue Dragon Gang, has also been released.

Hearing that Wang Wu said that something happened, the ten elders were killed,

Oriental Day, I want to go in person,

Wang Wu also said that Dongfang Xinglong had gone, which made Dongfang Datian even more worried, and he felt that he had to go in person.

He has many sons,

There are also many grandchildren,

But Dongfang Xinglong is his eldest grandson.

But some disciples said that the sacrifice spirit had gone, which made Dongfang Datian dispel his idea of going.

The sacrificial spirit frog is much stronger than him, and it seems that as soon as the sacrificial spirit comes out, anything will be solved.

Why do you want to go yourself?

Now, Qingjiao has finally returned with his disciples,

However, Dongfang Datian didn't see his eldest grandson in the crowd.

"Sacrifice to the Spirit...... Old man's ...... What about the old man's grandson?" Dongfang Datian asked, his tone anxious,

The priest hasn't said anything,

The disciples have already told the whole story, Qingjiao beat Dongfang Xinglong to death, and Qingjiao bowed to a young man,

Just hearing these two things, Dongfang Datian felt that his head had been punched, and he was completely confused.

He didn't believe it, looked at the frog hovering in the air, took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and asked, "Sacrifice spirit...... My disciples...... What they're saying must be false, right?"

The frog is the sacrificial spirit of their Green Dragon Gang,

Very rebellious,

How is it possible to obey a person?

"No, what they say is true. However, Qingjiao's answer made Dongfang Datian's mind blank,

How so?

How could this be?

Dongfang Datian only has one idea now.

"You...... You killed my grandson for that man...... You...... How could you be? Who the hell is that guy who made you do such a thing?"

Dongfang Datian stared at the frog Jiao, asking the frog to give himself an explanation.