The curtain is over, and the soul is over.

Fuxi was born out of thin air, achieving the first emperor in the human world, reigning over the eight wildernesses and six rivers, overlooking the nine heavens and ten earths.

Whether it is merit or realm cultivation, it is amazing enough.

Fuxi IV was the emperor, never beheaded himself, and overwhelmed the human world for more than 100,000 years, which was really worthy of the teachings of the Immortal Emperor. At the time of the prosperity of this great world, he set up an immortal monument for future generations.

It's a pity that except for the only immortal emperor who is above the red dust in the world, there has never been an eternal legend in this world. No matter how many people are overwhelmed, they will eventually come to an end.

Prosperity must decline, is the immortal truth of the avenue.

In the later years of the fourth, I thought that the glorious life of Emperor Fuxi was about to come to an end, but earth-shattering changes occurred.

The co-earthquake in the universe, the wailing of ten thousand ways, it is really like the sky is falling apart. Countless fairy lights sprayed thin, and crystal petals sprinkled all over every corner of the human world, as if they were going to fly immortals in the red dust.

Eventually, news came out of the Life Exclusion Zone.

Emperor Fuxi did not sit down, but he did not live out the fifth life.

Its combat power is astonishing, and at the wrong time node, it has broken through the barriers of the human world and opened up a road to the fairy realm.

Although many quasi-emperors in the world had a premonition, when this news was recognized as the existence of the forbidden area, those supreme quasi-emperors couldn't help but sigh:

"Emperor Fuxi has unparalleled courage, and he really didn't choose to cut himself!"

"Breaking into the immortal road, ending in the most brilliant and splendid, and leaving endless legends for future generations, it is the best ending for the emperor."

Obviously, none of the quasi-emperors thought that they would be able to successfully enter the immortal realm. But in any case, the magnificent waves of Emperor Fuxi for more than ten thousand years have left a strong mark in the ancient history of cultivation.

Compared with the ordinary Extreme Dao Supreme, Fuxi is slightly different. He and Nuwa are the two supreme ancestral gods who are revered by all races in the heavens, condensing the faith of all races like the sea.

Even if Fu Xi is gone now, Hongchen's mental power is still endless. And in the world, there are also immortal deeds that are still circulating.

Time rushes, and the years are merciless.

No matter how closely the Dao of Fuxi is connected with the Ten Thousand Dao Heavenly Hearts of the Human World, everything will change under the wash of time.

20,000 years have passed, and many civilizations have collapsed and dynasties have changed in the red dust. Even in the spiritual world, it is enough to turn a glorious lineage from prosperity to decline.

The traces of Emperor Fuxi's Dao are about to disappear, and there are already signs in this world that a new emperor will be born.

Among the heavens and all the clans, there are immortal Tianjiao births, generation after generation of heroes have emerged, and more than one powerful quasi-emperor has appeared.

However, after many Extreme Dao Emperors preaching, it has been recorded in many ancient historical classics that the appearance of the quasi-emperor is just a precursor to the emergence of a Taoist in this life.

Sure enough, after thousands of years, one emperor star after another has risen, and its brilliance shines on the nine heavens and ten earths, wanting to leave its own glory in the ancient history of cultivation.

In this life, the only ancient road has already been opened.

I don't know how many heroes of the Megatron Domain have embarked on the most cruel path of trial, bathed in blood and fire, and forged their own invincible Dao foundation.

The fight on the only ancient road is really tragic, with a group of heroes competing for deer, and hundreds of boats competing for the stream. There are even people who have walked the entire ancient road and reached the last nine Xiongguan.

It's a pity that the nine most important and miraculous male passes that were cast by the Immortal Emperor himself in this legend are still unmoving.

Seeing this situation, many powerful quasi-emperor sages agreed that the real protagonist of this life has not yet appeared. Therefore, the final trial has not yet begun.

Compared with the only ancient road that has entered the white-hot battle, the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands seem to be extremely depressed, peaceful and tranquil.

Among the major ancient star fields, all the Tianjiao heroes who are interested in competing for power on the emperor road have all embarked on the journey of the only ancient road.

It is precisely because of this that these "invincible" Tianjiao have avoided fighting in the universe, and have virtually reduced many senseless casualties.

The universe is vast, and there are countless galaxies. Although cold and dead silence are the norm, if only in terms of quantity, the number of ancient stars and source places of life is definitely comparable to the number of Ganges sand.

Even if he is an Extreme Path Supreme, it is difficult to say that he has traveled to every corner of the human world and has insight into all the secrets of the world.

A majestic ancient star freezes the void, surrounded by three slightly smaller life stars, such a layout can be called mysterious even among many life source places.

Eternity is the name of this ancient star.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of the world, the bloody battle of the heroes of Tianjiao, and the great saints of the quasi-emperors in the heavens and ten thousand domains looking forward to it, waiting for the new emperor to become enlightened, this ancient source star seems to lack a sense of participation.

Because, even in such a glorious world, no great sage has ever been born in the entire eternity, and the strongest person in the star today is a sage king, and there are very few saints above it.

As for Jie Tianjiao, who was born in the star, he naturally also set foot on the only ancient road, but he did not make any waves.

At this moment, in the corner of the Lord Star, the majestic mountains stretch for thousands of miles, and the divine peaks stand tall and towering into the blue and the underworld.

The ancient trees are towering, the exotic flowers and plants are in full bloom, and there are rare birds and beasts shuttling among them.

The surging chaos and mist are filled, and the glow is steaming. If there were monks above the realm of the Dao Cutting Realm, they could even hear the roar of the Great Dao that seemed to come from the beginning of the opening of the world.

"Hugh!"

One after another immortal light crossed the sky, and among them was a group of vigorous young monks, all of whom had submerged into the core of the immortal land here, the most mysterious divine peak that circulated immortal Dao rhyme.

This is the dojo of a famous ancient saint, and today, the ancestor saint of the sect is out of the customs and wants to open the altar to preach the scriptures.

The saint is hard to see, this is a rare opportunity for many years, and his disciples are naturally excited, and they arrived at the top of the divine peak early, lest they miss it.

At this moment, in the belly of the mountain, on the white jade dojo that was opened up by people with supreme mana, all the disciples were seated, and only the futon at the top was vacant.

On the side of the futon, a middle-aged man who was revolving around and not angry and arrogant looked around, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and he said in a deep voice:

"What about Dao Yan? Why hasn't he come yet? ”

The majestic and grand voice spread throughout the entire square in an instant, and the disciples who were still discussing it were in full swing were immediately silenced.

Intimidated by the power of the middle-aged man, he was silent for a while.

Seeing that the middle-aged man's face was getting worse and worse, a disciple stepped forward and said cautiously:

"He came back from outside the mountain a few months ago, and then he went into the Hundred Herb Garden, and now he has occupied the entire Dan Room by himself, and has set up a seal to prevent others from disturbing him-"

Before the disciple finished speaking, the middle-aged man was already wide-eyed, obviously angry:

"Bastard thing! The patriarch dared to preach, it was really lawless! ”

Feeling the anger of the middle-aged man, there were many disciples in the crowd gloating, obviously waiting to see the joke of the disciple named Dao Yan.

"Since the alchemy is delayed, you go and summon it, why be angry?"

The middle-aged man hurriedly turned around and said respectfully:

"I've seen the master."

As soon as these words came out, the disciples below were all flustered, and hurriedly bowed and said:

"Meet the Patriarch—"

"Get up."

With the words like a spring breeze, a gentle Dao force lifted everyone up.

When I looked up, I saw an old man with a white beard and a plain look sitting cross-legged on a futon.

There is an incomparably mysterious aura circulating around his body, intertwined with the traces of the Great Dao, and he is indeed a saint who has cultivated to a high level.

"The hour has not yet come, take a break for the teacher, you can go." The ancient saint was quite easy-going, and after giving such an order, he turned his eyes slightly closed, and said no more.

The middle-aged man took the order and left, but he made up his mind in his heart, this time he must teach the little rabbit cub who is not doing his job well!