"A existence at the level of the Heavenly Emperor, confronts here?"

Zhong Yue and others stood at the bow of the boat and looked out, and suddenly saw thousands of waters and mountains rushing towards them. The green sky opened in front of them, covering the mountains and rivers.

Their fleet of Heavenly Court Tower ships suddenly drove into a world from the desolate universe. This world came out of thin air and appeared suddenly.

Everyone looked up and saw that the stars in the sky were suddenly lit up, and huge stars were born out of thin air, emitting faint light.

Then a scorching sun emerged out of thin air, and then a bright moon that seemed to be close to you.

"Is this...the magical power of creation?"

Zhong Yue and others were surprised and created a world out of thin air, deriveing ​​the sun, moon and stars, almost creating a small universe. Even a creator like the Emperor of Yunshan Realm could not do it, right?

What's more, this magical power should be the remnant from 100,000 years ago. God knows how vast the power was at the moment when this magical power was displayed and how spectacular the scene was.

"The power of this magical power has been erased, so don't worry."

King Shang Tian smiled and said, "If the power of this magical power is still there, let alone our small fleet of Heavenly Courts, even if the Realm Emperor comes, it will be wiped out completely."

They passed through this world, and they did not encounter any danger.

Not long after, they sailed into another magical power, which was also extremely spectacular. It was a sword spread across the universe, extremely bright. The huge fleet of heaven passed by this sword. Everyone lay on the gang and looked down. They saw not the fleet, but countless light spots and countless particles!

The swords were like mirrors, reflecting the shadows of them and the fleet of ships. Their projections on the bright sword surface were actually broken into countless particles, forming their own particles.

Everyone tried to find their own shadow. They could only see the outline.

"This sword contains the most profound mystery of supernatural powers. The origin of supernatural powers and Taoism." King Shang exclaimed.

Everyone nodded. The sword was just a magical power, but it reflected all the origin. In other words, if the sword pierced and its power burst out, their sword energy would shake into the finest particles and no longer exist.

Only existences that cannot be reflected in the sword can protect themselves in front of this sword and have the ability to fight for their magical powers.

The imprints left by magnificent magical powers seemed to be imprinted in this universe forever. They sailed through the magical powers and saw magnificent scenes.

However, the magical powers here have no power. The ancient great magical powers erased the aftermath, making it seem dangerous but actually safe.

"The power of magic is erased, but the information left in it is also erased."

Zhong Yue thought to himself: "There will be no way to know why this battle will occur in later generations. Who fought here? One hundred thousand years ago, the Earth Chronicle Age ended. Fuxi was also sealed by blood at that time, and all the records of that era have been erased. Is this battlefield related to the end of the Earth Chronicle Age?"

King Shang Tian sighed: "The history of that year is already vague and unverifiable, and for us, it is also blank. I once asked the Realm Emperor, but the Realm Emperor didn't know what happened in ancient times."

"The supernatural powers here seem to have the supernatural powers of Fuxi." The spirit of the firecracker suddenly fluctuated, and said.

Zhong Yue's heart was slightly moved: "Fuxi's supernatural powers? Could it be Fuxi's emperor?"

King Shang also seemed to have seized the spiritual fluctuation, showing a strange look, looking at the ten qi refiners, and then ignored Ju Yin and others. His eyes fell on Zhong Yue and Yu Bochuan.

Then the Heavenly King showed a thoughtful look, and his eyes finally locked on Zhong Yue.

He had noticed this strange fluctuation as early as the ancient area of ​​Shenzang. He thought it was an ancient treasure, but he had never found whose hands it fell into. He never forgot until now, but now he finally discovered this fluctuation again, locking in Zhong Yue, and the extinguished greed in his heart suddenly became vigorous again.

Zhong Yue smiled slightly, his spirit fluctuated, and said, "God, I have a backer."

King Shang Tian was in awe of his heart, remembering that he was fixed in the ancient Shenzang area by the breath of the Queen Mother Goddess for a full year, and then he extinguished his greed.

Zhong Yue felt relieved, looked around, and said, "Which supernatural power is Fuxi's supernatural power?"

"That sword just now!"

Tinghuo thought, "That is the supernatural power formed after the Fuxi innate dragon scales reached its peak, reflecting the origin of Taoism. There are also some other supernatural powers, all of which are the supernatural powers of the Fuxi clan! The battle here must be related to the decline of Fuxi."

Suddenly, the space ahead fluctuated violently and shocked. King Shang's face changed drastically and he said in a lost voice: "Be careful! There are still magical powers that do not have the ancient supernatural powers to erase! Eight tribes, eight tribes! urge the tower ship with all its strength to form a formation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and the space ahead was completely shattered!

A terrifying scene of the destruction of the universe appeared in front of them, but in the shattered space, giant ships that were larger than the fleet of Heavenly Tower Ships were sailing out. The Heavenly Tower Ships were also extremely huge, and the huge ships that were thousands of miles long were extremely spectacular. In front of these giant ships that sailed out of the broken space, it was like a shark meeting Kunpeng and became a little bitch.

Everyone looked up, but saw these giant ships as big as planets, with lanterns hanging on the warships. The divine light shining in the lanterns, which actually refined the suns and used them as wicks to illuminate the surroundings.

These warships were ragged and full of indelible scars left by magical powers and terrifying magic weapons. After years of baptism, the warships were covered with mottled rust.

The gods of the Heavenly Court in the Six Path Realms of the Power God looked up in horror. The huge bones on the ancient warships stood on the dilapidated deck, holding large rusty guns, still standing.

There was also a giant standing on the huge rooftop of Wupeng. In front of him was a huge drum of thousands of miles. The giant grabbed two huge hammers in his hand and made a drum-beating shape, but the giant was left with only bones and no flesh and blood.

These warships actually carried skeletons, and for some reason they escaped the erasure of the ancient masters of great powers and did not erase their traces.

The vicissitudes of time are overwhelming.

King Shang Tian suddenly showed excitement, his hands and feet trembled, and said tremblingly: "This is... the treasure house of ancient times! Hahaha, we are so lucky. We actually encountered the fleet of the ancient Emperor's Driving Tower Ship. These ships are a huge treasure house!"

He was about to order the eight tribes to lead the gods to board these ancient warships when a huge stream of light suddenly gushed out of the broken space.

The light flows across the starry sky in the universe, not knowing where it comes from or where it goes.

The light is like a river, vast and vast.

Wherever the Light River passed, ancient and dilapidated warships suddenly became brighter in the light flow. The mottled rust of time disappeared, and the magical powers and scars left by the magical weapons on the warships also disappeared.

Everyone was dazzled, but they saw that the dead bones on the ancient warships actually derive blood and flesh, and they were resurrected from death!

The warships and the corpses on the warships just now seemed to be in the black and white world, but now they suddenly became colorful and colorful, as if they brought Zhong Yue and others to the ancient times.

"It's the Emperor!"

Tinghuo said in surprise: "Brother Yue, this is the place where Emperor Tian Dao passed by!"

Zhong Yue's body was shocked. This huge light flow turned out to be the teleportation light flow of the Emperor's Dao, and the teleportation light flow of the Fire Star and the Ziwei Emperor Star!

"This is the Emperor of Heaven. So there must be the Emperor of Heaven in the Fuxi era among these tower ships!" He hurriedly looked at these tower ships and saw thousands of ships sailing in the light flow, vast and incapable of telling which one was the imperial ship.

Dong.

Dong, Dong.

The dull drum sounded from the desolate universe and came from the ancient ships. The giant waved the Thousand Mile Mat and beat the Thousand Mile Mat. The drum sounded shocking the blood of the people, making their blood boil and full of endless fighting spirit.

Dong, Dong, Dong!

The drums were vibrating, and the flags were floating on the ancient ships, and the flags of battle were flying.

"wind!"

On the decks of those ships, the bodies of countless war gods who were resurrected from death were revived, like a mirror that illuminated the dark universe and starry sky.

The third divine eyes were exposed on the forehead of a god of war, and the divine light was shot, shaking the weapons in his hand. The gods of war with human heads and snakes shouted loudly, and thousands of voices sounded together.

"wind!"

"High wind! High wind! High wind!"

The sound was earth-shaking, with tragic and sorrow in the sound, like a war song, like an elegy. A golden emperor's golden ship sailed out of the light flow, and the golden ship carried a coffin, which was the imperial coffin!

"High wind! High wind!"

The ancient shouts still came, shocking the earth. This was the fleet that escorted the spiritual coffin of the Heavenly Emperor back to the ancestral star for burial. The Emperor of Fuxi passed away, and the war gods of the Fuxi gods sent the spiritual coffin of the Old Heavenly Emperor back to the ancestral land for burial.

Zhong Yue's eyes were moist and he immediately understood why they shouted about the wind.

The Feng surname is the origin of all human races and the origin of all Fuxis. The Feng surname is the glory and symbol of Fuxi. This old emperor must have the surname Feng.

"High wind..." Zhong Yue murmured.

The drastic change occurred at this time, and suddenly there was an extremely evil existence that cut off the Emperor's Way, allowing the teleportation light to disappear, and an endless shadow enveloped the fleet, and his hands grabbed the fleet.

And under that shadow, there were countless gods and demons who could not see clearly, majestic and powerful, and even King Shang Tian couldn't help but tremble. Those gods and demons who could not see clearly were too terrible. Any god and demon were stronger than him, and even the Emperor of God felt fear.

The battle broke out, extremely tragic.

The evil big hand in the shadow grabbed the imperial ship, and the hull suddenly decayed. At this moment, a terrifying aura gushed in the imperial coffin, and a extremely bright magic sword appeared and slashed towards the big hand.

The imperial coffin cracked, and a white-haired emperor sat up from the imperial coffin, his three eyes slowly opened, and the universe suddenly became bright.
Chapter completed!