"Fuxi, do you mean?"

Anxi, Hanging Island.

The stream wind and the water are back in the world, returning to the lair of many years, intending to suppress the volcano that is about to erupt at the bottom of the sea.

Who knows, after a series of twists and turns, Ming Xiaoyang and others fought in the heavenly realm so dark, the sun and the moon were dark, and the originally boiling volcano was actually eliminated like this.

The husband and wife breathed a sigh of relief, but before they could move the hanging island, a loud shout spread throughout the world.

Hearing these confident words, the weak Shui Bijiao's body trembled, and a trace of grief appeared in her beautiful eyes, "Chiyou and him have already been defeated?" ”

Speaking of the recognized grandson, Shui Bi's heart ached.

"Shui Bi, don't worry, it won't." Xifeng grabbed his wife's soft pancreas and comforted, "That grandson of ours is a smart man, since he knows that Fuxi will besiege him, even if he can't win the battle, he will definitely be able to go." ”

"I hope so!" Shui Bi obediently snuggled in her husband's arms, and said quietly.

Bang!

As he spoke, the hanging island, which was originally fixed on the bottom of the sea, made a loud noise, carrying the most peculiar couple of the Six Realms, piercing through the turbulence at the bottom of the sea and continuing to float in the world.

Thousands of years, endless years.

Perhaps in the eyes of some people, this kind of life is too unstable, but for the stream breeze and the water, it is the most perfect happy day.

…………

"Heavy building?"

Miao Jiang, inside the Nuwa Temple.

Zi Xuan, a purple-dressed, sexy and charming descendant of Nuwa, naturally heard Fu Xi's confident words, her jade body trembled slightly, and she muttered subconsciously.

A pair of beautiful eyes full of spring love blinked, revealing a trace of despair.

One day and one night, but she didn't see Chonglou for a day and a night, and she had a heartfelt longing.

Obviously, when he was there, he just had an extra mouth, but after losing it, it was like there was no air and no water.

Fu Xi's shout spread throughout the entire Six Realms, could it be that they had already failed in Chonglou?

In an instant, Zixuan's clear and delicate heart trembled, and she could barely help herself, and her beautiful eyes quickly filled with tears at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Tick, tick, tick!

Crystal tears rolled down, wetting the fat powder on his cheeks, and then slid to the ground and fell into petals.

Just like Zixuan's wounded heart.

"Zixuan, don't be too sad." I don't know when, the puppet mother-in-law came to Zixuan's side and comforted her.

"Chonglou Jiren has their own natural appearance, and it will be fine."

"I hope so!" Zi Xuan said in a condensed voice, raised her jade fingers, and wiped a handful of tears from her cheeks.

………………

Rumble!

Divine Realm.

With the help of Ming Xiaoyang and Chi You, the last trace of power of Nuwa's seal was shattered, and the originally broken divine body of Heavenly Emperor Fuxi was reorganized.

Whoa!

The clear water rippled, swept through the heavens, spread to the entire divine realm, the cracked earth was restored, and the ruined temples and pavilions reappeared.

The eight-colored brilliance flows endlessly, like the origin of the world.

Under the influence of the power of faith accumulated over countless years in the world, Fu Xi not only recovered his body, but also returned the lost mana.

The primordial spirit rippled in the enlightenment, touching the realm of the golden immortal that surpassed the realm of the Xuan Immortal and the immortal.

Immortal Golden Immortal!

When you reach this realm, the physical body is immortal, the primordial spirit is immortal, and the primordial spirit and the physical body are completely integrated, regardless of each other.

If you want to destroy it, the only way is to erase the physical body and the primordial spirit from heaven and earth with great mana, and there is no trace of it.

This kind of realm, transcending and entering the holy, even for most monks, the most terrifying river of time and space, is helpless.

Fu Xi, who was still embarrassed just now, once again became the high, sacred and solemn, and inviolable Emperor at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Bang!

The seal between the divine realm and the human world was broken, and the power of endless faith flowed, exerting itself on the original broken site of the Heavenly Emperor Palace.

The Heavenly Emperor Palace, together with the previous Heavenly Emperor Square, had already been destroyed under the repeated vicious battles, and there was not even a trace of residue left.

It makes people wonder if there is nothing here in the first place.

But now, as soon as Fu Xi's mind moved, the majestic palace and the vast square appeared from the void.

It's as if a barrier was just imposed, but nothing has happened.

Towering palaces, noble dragon chairs, endless squares, beautiful pavilions.

Everything has not changed from the beginning.

Fuxi itself is bathed in a brilliant luster, and the power of faith accumulated in the world since the Great War of the Ancient Gods is also an incomparably huge treasure for this Heavenly Emperor.

Once he absorbs all of them, he will not only be able to break through the existing realm, but also stabilize the new realm.

Swish!

The Heavenly Emperor Square reappeared, Ming Xiaoyang and Chiyou stood at the edge of the square, and Fuxi himself stood on the steps in front of the Heavenly Emperor Palace.

With his arms open, the Xuanyuan Sword that had been thrown out by Ming Xiaoyang fell back into his palm, and his pale cheeks appeared bloody.

In the end, it sent out a loud shout that resounded throughout the divine realm and spread into the world.

"Uncle Chiyou, it looks like we're going to die?" Ming Xiaoyang made a face and looked at the Demon Emperor Chi You beside him, and said like this.

Chi You felt the solemn momentum emanating from Fu Xi's body, and knew that what he was about to face would be a life and death crisis.

The chance of survival may not exceed 10%.

But even so, as a peerless overlord in ancient times, who knew that he would be defeated, and still dared to start a war against the alliance of men and gods, it has never been Chi You's style to sit back and wait for death.

Clenching the Ancestral Sword in his hand, the cow's face was resolute, "If you're afraid, you can get out of here now!" ”

"Running for your life?" Ming Xiaoyang tilted his head and thought, "This is a good suggestion, but it's a pity that it's not my way." ”

"It's easy to run now, but the old thief Fuxi has broken through the seal, and he has to absorb all the power of faith accumulated in the world for countless years."

"Even if we can run for the time being, we are destined to run as a monk and not as a temple. So, there's only one last way left! ”

In the end, Ming Xiaoyang's handsome and evil face showed a fighting spirit that only a warrior can have.

Boom!

Fang Tian's halberd was raised high again, and Ming Xiaoyang urged the last mana in his body, combining the meaning of freedom with his own mana.

Cracking sound!

The blood-colored thunder roared, and the mountains, the wind, the waves, and the flames gathered together, gathering in the halberd of Ming Xiaoyang.

The Thirteenth Style, the Ninth Style, the Divine Thunder Roars, and the Four Spirits Return!

The same trick was used in a body that was now almost exhausted and extremely injured, and the power was reduced by at least half.

Guiyuan, which was supposed to sweep the entire Heavenly Emperor Square, could only spread a distance of thirty or forty miles.

Boom!

On the sword of the ancestor of Chiyou, the dark and condensed demon shadows converged, turning into a turbulent and surging black river.

The destructive aura flowed, but a drop of black water fell on the white marble floor, and it corroded a hole more than a foot long.

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