Chapter 150: Innate gossip, Fuxi is the emperor

{Again, this book is pure fiction, you don't have to talk about history with me!}

"Well, you are the envoy of Heavenly Court, Tai Bai Xing, who came to the Terran Race on the order of Haotian and summoned me to Heavenly Court to listen to the seal?"

Fu Xi glanced at Tai Bai Xing and the others majestically, and a trace of disdain flashed in the depths of his pupils! Not to mention that Fu Xi was Nuwa's elder brother, just relying on Fu Xi's identity in his previous life, he disdained to bow his head to a boy under the former Hongjun Sect.

Moreover, as the co-leader of the first tribe of the Flood Wilderness, his status is not below Haotian in the slightest, and in fact it is faintly surpassed, what qualifications does Haotian have to reward him! Moreover, the co-leader of the first race of the Flood Wilderness is subordinate to a nominal Heavenly Court, and I am afraid that the entire Flood Wilderness will laugh at him if it is spread out.

The faces of several supreme elders of the human race, including the Chao Clan, the Suiren Clan, and the Tieyi Clan, also turned gloomy, their eyes glared at the Tai Bai Xing, and the violent killing intent spread, eager to swallow the Tai Bai Xing alive.

Even in the era of the Lich, the human race has never flinched in the face of the demon race, which is more than a hundred times more powerful than the current Heavenly Court, and now the Heavenly Court is about to summon the co-master of the human race, which is simply an insult.

"Hey, I knew it was going to be like this......"

Tai Bai Xing was so overwhelmed by the terrifying momentum of several Terran elders that he couldn't raise his head, and cold sweat flowed behind his back. Compared to Tai Bai Xing, the cultivation of several elders of the human race is too terrifying, each of them is the peak cultivation of Da Luo Jin Immortal, and he is only in the realm of Jin Xian, in the face of the violent killing intent of the three Da Luo Jin Immortals, it is already rare not to kneel down at this moment.

"That's it, let's go, go back and tell Haotian that he doesn't have that qualification!" With a flick of his sleeves, Fu Xi sent these people tens of thousands of miles away.

Ten years later, Fu Xi finally created the innate gossip, as long as the law is controlled, even an ordinary person can roughly predict the time of the disaster, and for a time Fu Xi's reputation in the human race has risen a lot again, and its sage is chanted by everyone!

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"Elders, if there is anything important today, we must summon the leaders of the various departments!"

Fu Xi looked at the Chao Clan, the Suiren Clan, and the Yuyi Clan with a little confusion, after all, there is generally nothing very important, and the leaders of various tribes will not be summoned at the same time.

The three of Youchao, Suiren, and Yuyi glanced at each other and nodded tacitly.

"The co-master's exploits to the human race are now well known, and our human race has become the number one force in the flood and is getting stronger and stronger, so we should also pray to the heavens and officially establish the honorific title of the co-master!"

"That's right, only by establishing the co-master and establishing the honorific title can the status of our human race be truly stabilized!"

......

Fu Xi pondered for a moment, and felt that the elders were reasonable, and this was indeed a good thing for the human race, just like when Emperor Jun established the Heavenly Court, he called himself the Emperor of Heaven, not only his own luck soared, but also the luck of the entire demon clan.

"Okay, even if several elders say so, then let's be the emperor!"

When it is decided, it is decided, since it is beneficial to himself and the development of the human race, Fu Xi did not hesitate, and directly agreed.

A year later.

"Co-master!", "Co-master!", "Co-master!", ......

Countless human races roared frantically under the Fengzen platform, forming a huge sound wave, roaring and whirling between heaven and earth, and a pair of eyes full of blazing heat.

Fuxi's proclamation as emperor undoubtedly indicates that the human race officially reigns over the entire flood famine, and from then on, the human race is the protagonist of the flood famine.

Fu Xi stood majestically on the Fengzen platform, exuding a noble aura all over his body, and his violent momentum formed a huge tornado, directly tearing through the clouds, like a supreme emperor!

"Wu Fuxi, the co-master of the human race, conforms to the general trend of the Heavenly Dao, and henceforth calls himself the Emperor, guarding the Human Race, and the Heavenly Dao learns from it!"

"Boom!"

As soon as Fu Xi's voice fell, a rumbling roar immediately sounded from the sky, countless golden flowers fell from the sky, the ethereal fairy sound filled the heavens and the earth, and golden lotuses surged from the ground......

Visions!

Suddenly, a huge golden light of merit smashed down, which was as big as two-thirds of Nuwa's sanctification of the Dao, and instantly merged into Fuxi's primordial spirit.

"Boom!"

A huge roar sounded in the sea of Fuxi's knowledge, as if a billion thunderbolts were exploding in the sea of knowledge, and Fuxi was slightly dizzy. Countless messages rushed out like a river without an embankment, and the memories of Fuxi's previous life were all restored in an instant!

One Yuan, Two Yi, Three Cai, Four Elephants, Five Elements, [***], Seven Stars, Bagua, Nine Palaces and countless other array information burst out, and the unknown place that had been thought about was instantly clear with the assistance of the golden light of merit.

Suddenly, mysterious formations appeared in the sea of consciousness, single arrays, compound arrays, auxiliary arrays, trapped arrays, phantom arrays, killing arrays, trapping arrays, and so on.

At the same time, Fu Xi deduced the Divine Way of Qi Luck, condensing a huge statue of God in the sea of knowledge, each of which was full of majesty, and each of which contained a mystery of luck......

"Boom!"

Fu Xi's whole body burst out with immeasurable imperial golden light, and his breath rose one by one, shattering a number of bottlenecks!

Da Luo Jin Xian mid-stage!

Da Luo Jin Xian late stage!

Quasi-Holy Early Days!

Quasi-Holy Mid-Term!

Quasi-post-holiness!

......

It rose until the peak of the quasi-saint Fuxi's breath gradually stopped. "Boom!" The clothes all over his body exploded instantly, and the remaining golden light of merit condensed into a set of imperial robes, and nine mighty golden dragons crawled all over the divine robes, showing endless divine might.

Fu Xi gradually opened his eyes, and two lightning bolts flashed in his eyes, and all the Terran monks who looked into Fu Xi's eyes had an illusion of surrender.

"Well, although I haven't become a saint yet, it's enough to surpass all quasi-saints, or it's more accurate to call it a sub-saint, and as long as the human race doesn't decline, my luck won't decline, and basically there is no danger of falling, which can be regarded as another kind of enlightenment!

"Emperor!" "Emperor!" "Emperor!" ......

It was a sensation, and the whole flood was completely sensational.

Fu Xi is the emperor, this is not an ordinary thing, but an earth-shattering event, and it can even affect the trend after the flood, and no monk can ignore it!

"The Terrans have truly risen!"

"It is rumored that Fuxi's current realm is infinitely close to the realm of saints, and the human race also has its own giant-like figures!"

"Hey, I hope the Terrans won't be too domineering, otherwise we scattered cultivators will be sad!"

......

At this time, Hong Huang became a pot of porridge because of Fuxi's claim to be the emperor, and there were many discussions everywhere.

"Hmph, Fuxi, Fuxi......"

In the big red sky, Lao Tzu's eyes suddenly shot out two cold lights, and Fu Xi called himself emperor without telling him, which made him feel like he was being slapped in the face by someone. Although he usually doesn't pay much attention to the affairs of the human race, it doesn't mean that he doesn't care......

"Fuxi!"

"Fuxi!"

"Fuxi!"

......

The other saints had different attitudes, and the only one who was truly happy was the saint Nuwa.

(This chapter is written with fear, and I dare not put it down for a long time, because there are too many things that have changed in this chapter, and once it is decided, the next ones will almost continue to deviate from the "tradition", I hope you can support it and give me some confidence)