Li Xuanjing turned to leave, but he kept a heart, he concentrated and used his heavenly ears.

Tiantong ear is a means of Taoism, comparable to the ear of the wind, and the sound of ground movement can be heard and detected several kilometers underground.

Whew!

Li Xuanjing's expression changed!

As soon as his ears moved, he heard a terrifying strange cry coming from the Yanfu tree, like the cry of a baby fish, long and low.

It's a snoring-like sound.

Li Xuanjing's curiosity was even greater, what kind of monster was in the tree? He ignored Chu Wangxian's warning, he just took a step back silently, and his eyes turned blue.

Divine eye!

He silently warned himself, how could he run away without a fight.

Chu Wangxian is almost a monster-like existence, and he is resigned to his fate if he is defeated. But the existence in the Yan Fu Tree is not ridiculous to flee without even knowing what it is.

If he left without a glance, Li Xuanjing couldn't swallow this breath at all.

"I'd like to see!"

Li Xuanjing stubbornly used the eye of the sky, not only the eye of the sky is amazing, but the weeds hundreds of miles away can be seen clearly, if you concentrate, you can also exert the power of perspective.

His eyes seemed to see some kind of indescribable terrifying existence, bloody, but when he looked closely, Li Xuanjing's blood was boiling, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

"How is this possible, even the bloodline is not controlled. ”

Li Xuanjing felt like he had fallen into an ice cave, and looked at Chu Wangxian on the side in disbelief.

He is so immortal that he even vomits blood even when he looks at a monster in the world.

Li Xuanjing's three views are reversed.

When did he, a true immortal, actually eat deflated one after another in the world.

Chu Wangxian glanced at Li Xuanjing, and just said lightly: "This is bloodline suppression." ”

"Bloodline, whose bloodline?"

Li Xuanjing couldn't help but scold.

"Your real surname is Hong, whose bloodline is it?" Chu Wangxian asked rhetorically with the corners of his eyebrows.

"Why do Chu Immortals ask knowingly, don't you know! I am a descendant of Emperor Yan. ”

"Then whose descendant is Emperor Yan?"

"This ...... Fuxi!"

Li Xuanjing's eyes were frightened, his heart trembled, and he raised his head suddenly.

Could Chu Wangxian imply that Yan Fushu was Fuxi.

Fuxi, but the ancestor of the human emperor, the legendary immortal ancestor, is older than the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor, but Fuxi has long since disappeared.

Could it be here, Li Xuanjing couldn't help but think wildly.

In fact, Chu Wangxian didn't know if it was Fuxi in Yan Fushu, but he was ready for a battle.

Seeing that Chu Wangxian didn't pay attention to him, and the Shenmu weapon behind him was ready to go, Li Xuanjing suddenly said in his heart:

"Chu Immortal, if I watch this battle, I will definitely regret it, so I might as well let me open the way for you. ”

"Yes!"

Li Xuanjing took out a fairy bow with his backhand, stepped into the air, bent down and took the arrow, ready to attack, and aimed under the tree.

Creak!

The bow was opened, and the aura within a radius of a hundred miles surged wildly for a while, and even the celestial phenomena changed suddenly, and thunder resounded one after another, as if the world was destroyed.

In the midst of the thunder, a white feather arrow seemed to fall from the void and was held in Li Xuanjing's hand.

White Feather Arrow!

This is not an ordinary white feather, but the feather of the fairy world. It was a feather that he was fortunate to pluck from Luan Feng's corpse during the battle of the Great Red Heaven Buddha Dao a hundred years ago. He was refined into a white feather arrow and prepared as a killer weapon.

Li Xuanjing's original surname is Hong, and the oracle bone inscription of the word Hong is a bow with a long range and a strong bow body.

So its bloodline totem is a bow!

Creak!

Li Xuanjing's wrist was tense, and the bones of his right hand were accompanied by the click and twisting sound of the bowstring, exerting the power of the bloodline, and blessing it to the white feather arrow.

Pull to the fullest!

Li Xuanjing is definitely not weak, the power of his arrow is enough to raze a hundred miles to the ground.

If there are people in the fairy world here, they will know the power of Li Xuanjing's sword, once in the battle of Buddhism, directly a hundred miles away, shot through a Buddha Gate immortal ship, and a hundred true immortals and Bodhisattvas of Buddhism died under this blow.

Rumble!

"Falling Arrow!"

White arrow feathers swirled and shot out, like a meteorite falling to the ground, screaming out.

This sword pierced through the trunk of the Yanfu tree, like a bullet into the water, unstoppable.

After ten breaths, feel the shot at the target.

Li Xuanjing shook his right hand at the same time, shouted loudly, and pressed down violently.

"Thunder falls!"

Li Xuanjing's arrow is not just an arrow hit, but also causes the thunder to fall and hit the person in the middle of the arrow, which is comparable to a double blow.

The thunder and lightning in the sky suddenly sounded like destroying the heavens and the earth.

Thunderclouds are overwhelming, and they are changing for hundreds of miles. Thunder shone through the heavens and the earth, like thunder in the universe, frightening the residents of Sarnath Garden, who hid under their beds with their heads in their hands, praying incessantly.

The thunder and lightning in the sky turned into a thunder net, entangled together, and fell into a heavenly thunder with a diameter of ten zhang.

This heavenly thunder seemed to have eyes, like a thunderbolt pulled by a lightning rod, and it hit the Yanfu tree, along the trunk of the tree, and hit the heart of the tree.

Bang!

The sound of explosion and thunder resounded thousands of miles away, hundreds of thousands of people around Sarnath Park were bleeding from their noses and their eardrums were shattered.

In the smoke of gunfire!

Chu Wangxian's figure turned like lightning, and followed closely.

In the trunk of the Yanfu tree, a large tunnel hole was penetrated that could accommodate three people in parallel, and the wall of the cave was fiery red, enough to imagine the power of this falling arrow.

Chu Wangxian stepped to follow, and finally went straight to the heart of the tree ten miles deep.

Stepping into the hollow of the tree with both feet is like being gnawed by insects, and there is enough space for a hundred feet in diameter.

Lumps of viscous liquid accumulate into a spring, and when you smell it, you can smell like fetal water.

"It's a pity that although this sword is powerful, it didn't hurt it!"

Chu Wangxian glanced at the white feather arrow stuck in the ground, and the end of the strong crossbow could not pierce Lu Min. Piercing through the Yanfu tree was already its limit.

Now.

It was a monster with a snake tail, naked and godlike, with brown scales like iron armor, rubbing against the ground.

It is exactly the same as the legendary image of Fuxi, but Chu Wangxian knows that this is not Fuxi.

"This is a monster created by the Demon Emperor Feng because of the use of Fuxi's blood, the pseudo-Fuxi. ”

Chu Wangxian muttered in a low voice.

Demon Emperor, East Emperor Taiyi, the wind is due to it.

What he is best at is studying the method of demonization, and even turning himself into a demon.

This is not the first time Chu Wangxian has seen Feng Yinhu's experiment, in the legend, the images of Nuwa and Fuxi are sometimes human, sometimes they are human and snake-tailed.

It is precisely because of the existence of pseudo-Nuwa and pseudo-Fuxi.

Feng used his own research to refine the blood of Nuwa and Fuxi into monsters, and he had made waves in the world more than once, so he left such an image of a human body and a snake tail.

The pseudo-Fuxi in front of him was angry, and he shouted at Chu Wangxian.

"Presumptuous, to treat the deity like this, kneel down for me. ”

Under the pressure of the sky, Chu Wangxian was like a strong wind blowing across the hills, standing still, but raised his eyebrows and asked, "Deity, who are you?"

"Renzu, Fuxi!"

Chu Wangxian suddenly smiled and shook his head.

In the past, the pseudo-Fuxi made by the wind were all failures, and they would collapse after a few days. Even a monster that only has the desire to destroy and is irrational.

How can such an existence as Fuxi be created casually.

Chu Wangxian looked at the pseudo-Fuxi eyes in front of him, and suddenly his heart trembled, these eyes were vivid and clearly contained reason.

Could it be that the Demon Emperor's means of creating pseudo-Fuxi have gone one step further and given reason.

Chu Wangxian's expression was stunned, and a terrifying thought suddenly appeared.

Today's Demon Emperor Feng is close to the Heavenly Dao and has become even more terrifying than today's Taishang Laojun.