The light is everywhere, reflecting the bright sky and earth. The ruins are ruined and ruins are scattered all over the world. Under the purity of the bright light, it seems to have turned into a divine land.

The divine weapons roared and collided with each other, as if playing a symphony fairy song. The fairy sound was ding dong, and the notes were jumping, accompanied by the magnificent ancient history, and they were circulating in the world.

The water flows surging, never returning, and there is a vast and unpredictable thunder rolling down. It shakes the sky and covers it, carrying a sea of ​​thunder, pressing across the sky. The ubiquitous light of light that seems to touch a taboo, rises brilliantly.

Zulong was in the long rain of light, but his heart fell into the abyss and felt a bone-broken chill.

After his death, the scroll appears, which is an old scene that has occurred in ancient history that has entered the world, but it is all false and should not affect the world. However, Zulong clearly felt a trace of deep meaning in the eyes of the supreme emperor.

Who would it be if you are an acquaintance? Even if Zulong doesn't think about it, he can guess the identity of the Emperor of Heaven.

Although the emperor's face was drooping, the emperor's aura could not be seen or looked directly at, the endless Taoist rhyme seemed to be telling something silently, or the emperor had no intention of hiding it.

"Fuxi."

How could the Zulong say that there is bitterness in his words? In the magnificent ancient history, did Fuxi return to the past, rebellious for the ages, and make a move at the source during the confrontation with Jingyang? At this moment, time goes back to the cycle, and finally, with the help of Zulong, he can see the world?

Zulong lowered his eyes and looked at the finger bones that were close at hand. He felt inexplicable. The finger bones were crystal clear, like fairy diamonds, flashing with flowing light. It was so extraordinary. The fog flowed and fell, and then gathered together. There were dragon roars in it, which seemed to be some extraordinary existence, trapped in the finger bones.

Then the finger bones shattered with a "crack" sound, and it was like the heart of the ancestor dragon. It was broken, and its heart was killed in an instant and was plotted. This was not surprising, but the benefits were not obtained, and they were gone in front of us.

Zulong's eyes were a little red, and his teeth were about to be broken, but he could only endure it. Zulong felt the curious gaze of the Emperor of Heaven. Although he could not see the joy and anger, he didn't know what the Emperor of Heaven was willing to be, but he really dared to be resentful, afraid that it would be cold immediately.

Zulong is well aware of the great way of Gou. When he is no match for his opponent, his knees cannot be weak. He will collapse at the end of his life. How can he bear to accumulate all his life into nothing?

Even if the innate sacred and special ones are the product of the inverted fruit as the cause, it does not mean that it collapses in the middle and there will be no loss. Even if the Emperor of Heaven is really Fuxi, with the power of Pangu, he would use Pangu to defeat the Ancestral Dragon forever, or not, but it would take the infinite era before he could have a chance to return. This is not difficult at all.

The Zulong was stunned. He had to admit that he was a little awe in his heart. This awe was power, not a shame. He was inferior to others, and it was so helpless.

Because of this, even if I felt that there was a plan in advance, Zulong still came. Maybe he could eat the bait and make the hook nothing. However, Zulong never thought that Fuxi could already pull out his hand now?

If Fuxi gets into Zi, doesn’t that mean that Jingyang is at a disadvantage? Even if he has not completely failed, he cannot fight back against Fuxi.

Zulong was worried. Jingyang was unhappy if he beat Zulong, and Fuxi was unhappy if he beat Zulong. How great would it be if the two of them died and died together in the end?

Zulong looked at the mist that turned into after the finger bones were crushed with his eyes, and instinctively stretched out his dragon's claws. With a move, the mist steamed, making Zulong feel as if he fell into a dream.

It was a brilliant and unimaginable world. There was a supreme emperor who rose from the end, swaying all the way, killing through the heavens and the earth, overturning the divine courts of all worlds, opening and closing the fist wind, shaking the enemy's hands, and one sword spread across the sky, killing all spirits. Finally, the autumn wind swept away the leaves and fell, and all the enemies were all repelled. Only the emperor's throne rose and looked up and was invincible for a lifetime.

This is not surprising. The path of a Heavenly Emperor must be a thriving, a miracle that has never been seen in ancient and modern times, and a magnificent epic in ancient history. When that epic unfolds, who would not wish to replace the supreme figure and chew invincible loneliness?

Unfortunately, this is just thinking about it, but in the next moment, Zulong was terrified to find that in the rendered scroll, the figure of the Heavenly Emperor when he was young gradually became his own appearance.

Zulong has been frightened and desperate, but he always feels that he is falling into other people's chess game and is rarely independent.

But in the end, I will eliminate my fear, cut off my heart and keep my mind at the Tao, and if I step to the end of the Tao and turn around, I have ever been worried about the death of this body, and I will not be able to be the top of the mountains. I smile and watch the rise and fall of the world, and the clouds are all the demons of the weak. I draw my sword and cut off my sorrow, and create an invincible reputation. The pawn stepped on the sky. Who said that the body of an ant is not qualified to suppress the world?

The ancestor dragon is rampant, sweeping away all enemies, competing with the genius, and hundreds of boats compete. Who can climb up the ranks? Only the ancestor dragon changes at the end, with its weak body, and will eventually bear the weight of the people and be led by the emperor.

When we break through the world, the male and female are lying on the highest throne, only the dragon ascends to the sky, and the ancestor dragon bathes in the imperial aura. The bright light like a black yellow light intertwines, with a heavy and heavy pounding, crushing the eternal period.

The ancestor dragon leaped, and the imperial energy dispersed everywhere, surging into huge waves that soared into the sky. It was the ultimate of the great way of water, converging into misty rain, and becoming the state of mind of the ancestor dragon at this time. Although the whole world is silent, there is a shadow covering the heart and cannot be dispersed.

The forgotten scenes came to me again, but found that they had already been deeply engraved and unforgettable, and could not die.

Zulong, who has been alone for thousands of years, is a magnificent ancient history. But when he looks back suddenly, some cause and effect need to be returned. If he wants to not return it, his fist is hard enough.

The ancestor dragon swung its dragon's tail, and an unpredictable divine light soared into the sky. The supreme emperor collapsed at this point. Only the dragon roared in the sky and the earth, roared in the rivers and mountains, and all spirits disappeared, and the grass and trees turned into ashes. The ancestor dragon ignored it.

The killing is indefinitely, even if you have the hatred of teeth, the wail of the weak will not hurt me at all. Zulong is decisive in his nature and wants to find out the real murderer behind the scenes, how can he be willing to live under the shadow of the other party?

"Are you not happy to become an emperor for a lifetime? "

A sigh came, causing the Zulong to pause slightly, and then the Zulong spoke cold words.

"I have also accepted my fate and become the Supreme Emperor, looking down on the eternal ages, how free and easy? But in the end, I realized that this was not what I wanted."

The ancestor dragon lowered his eyes and looked at the nine heavens. There was nothing above the nine heavens. No, it could not be said that there was nothing. The ancestor dragon saw the boundary of heaven and earth, and knew the so-called great world, but was in a painting.

In the past, the Ancestral Dragon could not detect it, and even if he had guesses in his heart, he would forget it in a flash. When the Ancestral Dragon found his own way and engraved it in his bloodline, the supreme way that turned into the sky and even higher than the sky was worthy of the Ancestral Dragon's pursuit in this life.

"What's the most unhappy thing about being confused? If you are sober, you will feel unfair and die silently, the best result is."

Following the sound, the Ancestral Dragon suddenly saw a huge face appear at the end of the world. It was Fuxi, the Emperor of Heaven that had overwhelmed the eternal.
Chapter completed!