Fu Xi's figure suddenly stopped, looking at the flying white dragon in a daze.

Shennong was surprised and anxious: "Why did you stop, Brother Huang, the old dragon has run away!"

"Stop chasing, let's go back!"

Fu Xi said suddenly.

"Why?"

Shennong was puzzled: "Don't let him explain clearly, in case it touches the luck of my human race......"

"You have also seen him return from this reincarnation, although he is no longer the Great Perfection of the Ancestral Realm of the past, but he has also stepped into the Ancestral Realm, and we have caught up with him several times and he has easily walked away, he has no intention of fighting with us. ”

Fu Xi glanced meaningfully at the outline of the land in the distance, and said, "And what he said is also right, there is Beiju Luzhou in front of it, and it is no longer a region where our human race can reach out." ”

Shennong also slowly stopped, looking at the outline of the continent that could not be seen at a glance, and his expression slowly sank.

If this was an ancestral dragon at the peak of the Ancestral Realm, it wouldn't have run away.

Of course, it won't be the turn of the two of them to chase after the ass, and they will turn around.

There is only one person at the peak of the Terran Ancestral Realm, the Suihuang!

"Then what about the hands and feet that this old immortal did in the human race?" Shennong said in a low voice.

Fu Xi raised his right hand, the divine light in his palm gushed out, and an innate gossip emerged and rotated over and over again.

Fu Xi said: "For this matter, I have already made a hexagram of good luck!"

Shennong looked at the swirling gossip and hurriedly said, "How is the good luck?"

Fu Xi's brows gradually wrinkled as he stared at the gossip, and his expression became more and more heavy, but the gossip never stopped.

Shennong exclaimed: "Why don't you come up with a hexagram?"

Fu Xi shook his right hand, and the yin and yang and gossip patterns in his palm all disappeared.

"Good luck and evil...... Unexpected!"

Fu Xi took a deep breath and spit out four words.

"How could it be...... No hexagrams?"

Shennong's pupils shrank and he said in horror: "Since the imperial brother's innate gossip came out, there has never been such a situation......"

"Perhaps this incident will have a great impact on the Terrans. ”

Fu Xi shook his head: "It's better to go back to the Fire Cloud Palace first, but if the luck of the mortal race is going to be turbulent, I will wait and then work with the Suihuang Emperor." ”

Shennong took a deep look at Beiju Luzhou again.

There is a Huoyun Palace in the south Zhanbu Continent, and there is also a mountain and a sea in the north Julu Continent.

The name of the mountain is Zhongshan, and the sea is the north of the underworld!

I don't know if this ancestral dragon went to Beiju Luzhou to take root or just to avoid the limelight temporarily.

......

Room.

After the war of the self-proclaimed gods, the righteous gods returned to their positions, and the three religions were dissolved!

Immortal Qi refiners either retreat to the deep mountains to practice wholeheartedly, or find Lingshan to set up a mountain gate, collect disciples to preach, in short, immortal methods and Taoism are no longer easy to appear in the world, almost extinct

Later, the Great Shang perished, and the world fell into turmoil, not only with hundreds of schools of thought, but also with demons.

So various sects also sent disciples down the mountain to subdue demons.

It's just that there are many of these demons in the Qi refining realm, but there are also many who have stepped into the immortal path, so the immortal cultivators have also paid a lot of price.

Later, it was the legendary story of Emperor Zhenwu Lu who went down to earth to kill demons and eliminate demons.

Once the demons are cleared, all that remains is the war of mortals.

......

The desolate avenue is strewn with gravel.

Thundered!

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves and shouting was heard in the distance, and more than a dozen horsemen galloped along the road with a carriage.

All the way west!

The direction they went was the Qin State of the Seven Great Powers.

In the carriage ahead, a middle-aged man with a beard looked a little nervous, and from time to time he opened the curtain and looked back.

"The prince is relieved, rest assured, it's okay, it's okay. ”

The other person in the carriage whispered relief: "The subordinates have already been arranged, and in another thirty miles will be the Qin State camp, as long as you enter the Qin State camp, the prince will be fine." ”

Despite what he said, the clenched fists in his sleeves showed that he was not in a good mood.

"He didn't care about my life or death at all, and let me go to Zhao to be a proton for so many years. ”

The man known as the prince gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Finally, under the planning of Mr., this time King Zhao has promised to let me go back, but he suddenly launched a war between the two countries. ”

He is Qin Yiren, and the gentleman next to him is named Lü Buwei.

Lu Buwei also looked helpless after hearing this.

This war of the King of Qin disrupted all his plans.

"Oh no!" Suddenly Qin Yiren was shocked: "Sir, Zhao Ji and Zheng'er are still ...... Zhao Kingdom"

Lu Buwei smiled bitterly: "Prince, whether we can escape our lives now is another matter, the lady and the son can only depend on their creation." ”

Qin Yiren gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

Thundered!

At this time, the ground shook, and in the distance, an ironclad army with the banner of "Zhao" appeared and rushed like a flood, narrowing the distance between the two sides at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Oh no, the pursuers are coming. ”

Lü Buwei glanced back and was shocked.

Qin Yiren's face turned pale, and he shook Lu Buwei's arm with both hands and said, "What should I do, sir, think of a way, find a way......"

Lü Buwei pulled up the curtain and said to the driver: "Hurry, hurry!"

The coachman said, "No, sir, my horse will be tired to death if it is too fast." ”

Lu Buwei gritted his teeth, and suddenly with a hideous expression, he snatched the horsewhip and kicked the coachman off the carriage: "When is it time to take care of your horse." ”

A coachman's scream was heard from behind.

Qin Yiren looked at Lu Buwei with a hideous expression in surprise: "Sir, you ......"

Lu Buwei snapped a few whips and whipped the horse's back fiercely, leaving a few blood marks: "One less person can also reduce the weight and make the carriage faster, prince, you quickly open the box on the carriage and throw it down." ”

Qin Yiren quickly swept across the carriage and saw a row of five or six watermelon-sized boxes, and opened one and was suddenly stunned.

I saw that the chest was full of yellow gold.

Qin Yiren hesitated: "Sir, this ......"

Lu Buwei said angrily: "If the gold is gone, if you make it, is money or life important?"

Qin Yiren gritted his teeth and opened the box and threw it out, and there was a rain of gold behind the carriage.

Soon after, the soldiers of the Zhao State arrived, and there was a small commotion after some soldiers saw the gold.

But soon they recovered and caught up again.

So Lü Buwei asked Qin Yiren to throw down a box, and repeated this several times, Qin Yiren was tired and panting and holding his waist, and General Zhao could only see that they were chasing in front.

The wind swept up the yellow sand.

Suddenly, another team of stubborn soldiers appeared in front of them in the yellow sand, waving the banner of "Qin".

"Who are you?"

"Stop, or you'll be able to fire the arrows. ”

There were soldiers shouting.

Lü Buwei's spirits perked up and he roared in ecstasy: "Lü Buwei escorted the arrival of Prince Qin's stranger, dodge quickly, and there are Zhao State chasing soldiers in the rear......"

The army got out of the way, and Lü Buwei drove the carriage into the Qin army's array.

The army of Zhao Guo stopped far away, and after a long confrontation, the general waved his hand and left unwillingly and helplessly.

Zhao State, Handan, Qin Yiren Mansion.

"Zheng'er, Zheng'er......"

A beautiful woman whispered softly in front and back of the house with unconcealed anxiety between her eyebrows and eyes.

Under the rockery in the backyard, the nine-year-old little boy whose forehead was broken and bleeding fell into a coma, his brow furrowed.

He saw a man in his mind.

In the mist, a man with a tall figure, a majestic face, and a temperament in a dragon robe that could not be described in words appeared in front of him.

Looking at him is like facing the majestic mountains, which makes people can only look up, and his pair of pupils are full of deep vicissitudes and indescribable domineering.

"Who are you?"

The little boy asked, looking at him.

In the face of this is the man who has to look up to the sacred, but the little boy has a curious face, and there is no awe.

"Terran Son of Heaven...... Oh, the Son of Heaven, I don't even put the Heavenly Throne in my eyes, what is the Son of Heaven. ”

The man snorted coldly and then looked down at the little boy, and his eyes began to glow with a terrifying light: "As long as I take you away, refine you into an external incarnation, and transfer it to the dragon clan after mastering the luck of the human race...... Oh, in this life, I want to take the dragon clan to fulfill the long-cherished wish that was not fulfilled at the beginning. ”

The man roared and turned into a scaly golden dragon that opened its mouth and swallowed it towards the little boy.

"Don't, don't ......"

The little boy in the outside world emitted golden light all over his body, and his expression looked a little painful and distorted.

Suddenly, the purple microstar above the sky began to vibrate, and a beam of purple light condensed from the star and rushed down towards the world.