Zhong Yue was silent, Emperor Jijie's immortal divine consciousness broke through the blockade of the canopy and appeared in the reincarnation burial area, it should be that he had foreseen the defeat of the Fuxi clan, and he couldn't bear to let the soul of the emperor of the Fuxi clan dissipate, so he called their remnants here.

"The scene recorded by Emperor Jijie's divine sense, is there a Dao god participating in the war?"

He was a little confused, can the Dao God go to the lower realm?

If the Dao God can go to the lower realm, why don't Hou Tu Niang Niang and Lei Ze Shenlong have no lower realm and no help?

In the battle for the destruction of the Earth Era, there are too many histories that have been buried by annihilation, and these histories are no longer known, or they are hidden in the corners, waiting for future generations to discover, or they have been deliberately erased, and there is no way to find the truth.

Suddenly, the burial mounds were buzzing and gently shaking.

The time and space in front of Zhong Yue and Hun Dunyu had a distorted and chaotic feeling, they saw that the Burial Soul Tomb was disappearing, as if time was going backwards, and returned to the moment when this Burial Soul Tomb had not yet been established, countless soul fragments sensed the immortal divine consciousness of Emperor Jijie coming one after another, it was the remnant soul and remnant spirit of Emperor Fuxi.

The last of their consciousness was surging, and they accepted the defeat.

"What do we have to leave to our descendants?"

An old emperor soul did his best to gather his remnant soul, and the last consciousness was surging, asking.

"No more. ”

Another Emperor Soul who was about to be annihilated said abruptly, "We have done everything we can to contribute all our strength. ”

"Nope. We still have it, we can fight again, even if our souls are broken, even if our souls are scattered, we can still leave a little hope for Fuxi in the future. ”

Those emperor souls who were about to be annihilated stretched out their palms, and in the sky above this burial soul mound that was about to form, one by one, their palms were superimposed, and the dazzling light was bursting out.

"After we die, we can still do the last battle for Fuxi in the future, and we can continue to fight!"

"We use our remnant souls, our ruined corpses, and our remnants of the Tao to give birth to the corpse emperor of the Fuxi clan here!"

"Use our remnants to conceive a new life, and fight for the future of our Fuxi clan! We don't enter reincarnation, we don't want to be reborn, even if I completely dissolve!"

"Fellow Daoists, senior brothers, seniors, juniors, we met here across nearly a million years of Fuxi history, joined hands in the last days, and fought side by side. ”

"We were not born in the same era, and our remnants, our will, and our spirit will merge together and become the last bulwark to protect the race and revitalize the race. ”

"The emperor of the Fuxi clan, even after death, will do the last battle for my god clan and contribute the last strength!"

"In the future, there will be Fuxi to inherit our legacy, and will come to awaken us and continue to fight for our race!"

"We are waiting for his arrival!"

......

The voices of those emperor souls converged into a torrent, the ancient universe, the crape myrtle star field, the three thousand six realms, one after another large tombs opened, the light burst out, and the corpse of the emperor who respected the Fu Xi clan cut through the sky of the universe and marched towards the reincarnation burial area.

However, the number of complete emperor corpses is not large, and more emperor corpses have appeared on battlefields all over the universe, all of which have fallen, or been suppressed, or beheaded, with stumps and broken arms, leaving only wreckage.

The wreckage is also flying, heading towards the reincarnation burial area.

They flew into the emperor's burial heaven in the reincarnation burial area, and when they landed here, the emperor's blood flew up, and the remaining spirituality in it was merging, gradually turning into a peerless giant, and gradually being submerged in dust.

With the help of their own bodies, they are creating things, giving birth to an incomparably powerful being, and their remnants have lost their spirituality and turned into majestic mountains and rivers, like tombs.

Those emperor souls that were about to be annihilated were dissipating, and the heroic spirits merged into the peerless giant, allowing their remnant souls to nourish and nurture new life in the body of the giant formed by the emperor's blood spirituality.

They merge, dissipate, and eventually disappear completely, leaving only graves behind.

What is the way to die?

"Waiting for ......"

"Wake us up ......"

"Keep fighting!"

Time flies, this burial mound returns to normal, calm returns, and there is a faint roar from the ground, as if something is about to wake up.

"Could it be that the ancient emperor of the Fuxi clan really gave birth to a living emperor corpse?" Hun Dunyu was shocked inexplicably, sensing the vibration under his feet, and lost his voice.

Zhong Yue was also feeling the vibration under his feet, the corpse of the Emperor of the Fuxi Clan had been pregnant for 100,000 years, and now it was about to wake up, their will and spirit merged with the remnant soul, and a new life was born, and they wanted to do the final battle for the Fuxi Divine Clan and contribute the last strength.

"It's not time yet, it's not time yet......"

Zhong Yue suddenly knelt on the ground, holding the ground with his hands, as if he was carrying an unimaginable burden, so heavy that it almost crushed him, crushed him so that he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't stand up.

The fire floated out of his eyebrows, and looked at him with pity, this burden should not be carried by him, not by the young man who came out of Zhongshan, but by the Feng clan, but now it fell on his shoulders.

It's too heavy, it's too heavy.

Although Zhong Yue tensed his body, tensed his nerves, and tried his best to use all his wisdom and strength, he still felt that he could not bear the weight of this burden.

An ancestor with a glorious history, an incomparably glorious past, is both glory and pressure.

"Don't wake up, don't wake up, I'm not ready, give me some time......"

He muttered to the bulging ground, "Give me more time, don't push me, give me more time, I won't let you down......"

The earth shook, and it seemed that something below heard his words, and was slowly falling silent, slowly falling into a deep sleep.

After a long time, Zhong Yue slowly got up, silent, there was a dead silence in his eyes, and slowly, a ray of light burst out from the dead darkness in his eyes, as if the spark of a star lit up the universe in his eyes.

"Zhong Shan, your pressure is too much, give birth to some children and leave it to them. "Flame Road.

Zhong Yue took a long breath, looked at the graves, and seemed to become cheerful again: "Give it to your own children, do you think I have paid more, or have the predecessors and sages buried in these tombs paid more?"

The flame was stunned.

"After they die, their souls still dare to fight for the race, and the dead body still dares to fight for the race, and they do not hesitate to wear out their souls and their bodies to be crushed. Their souls are worn out, their bodies are shattered, and they still have to fight for the race, they don't want to enter the reincarnation, they don't want to have a new life, they are willing to be ghosts, they are willing to be corpses, and they are willing to contribute their last strength. ”

Zhong Yue lifted his spirits, as if the pressure that almost crushed him just now did not exist at all, and said calmly: "I have not reached that point yet, how dare I shirk my responsibility and hand it over to my descendants? If I give the burden to my descendants, and the descendants give the burden to their descendants, the Fuxi Divine Clan will really be extinct, and there will never be a day of revival." Still is...... I'll carry it. ”

The flame was silent, returning to his brow, floating in his sea of consciousness.

"Zhong Shan Clan, you have grown up completely, and you are now the contemporary leader of the Fuxi Divine Clan. Flame said softly.

Zhong Yue took a step and walked out of this tomb, Hun Dunyu followed, took back the mirror that recorded the scene just now, thought about it, took out the mirror again, and wrote a sentence on the picture in the mirror.

"On this day, people inherit the will of their ancestors, uphold the spiritual baptism of their ancestors in front of the remnants of the ancestors, and witness the ancestors of Fuxi to become the leaders of contemporary Fuxi. ”

He retracted the mirror, and his heart was stunned: "My ancestor asked me to follow him, observe him, and record him, did he want me to witness this history?"

He felt that he was also growing, and before he knew it, he was becoming more mature.

"Senior Brother Yu, hurry up and keep up, let's go to the tenth heaven!"

Zhong Yue turned his head and urged with a smile: "Let's go and see if there really exists the perfect world mentioned by the King of Elysium!"

Hun Dunyu hurriedly followed, and said with a smile: "Mr. Yi, didn't you say that the truth is always dark and bloody, why are you still interested in the Tenth Heaven? Also, you said that we may fall under the control of a certain being, so we go to the Tenth Heaven, isn't it right in his hands? Everything we do may be to make wedding clothes for him." In that case, we have the tenth heaven?"

Zhong Yue raised his head and looked up at the barrier of the tenth heaven, where was the coffin born of heaven and earth, as if it could bury everything, and the long rivers of stars turned by the roots of the ninth spiritual root fell into it, which looked gorgeous and colorful, and reflected there colorfully, beautiful, like a perfect world of bliss.

"We have fallen into the calculations of a certain being, and his methods are familiar to me. ”

Zhong Yue continued to walk forward and said, "Perhaps, all beings in this heaven and earth are their pawns, and the universe and heaven and earth are the chessboard of their games, but wherever you go, they are still chess pieces, and they are still in the chessboard. In that case, why not fight for it? Moreover, he is obviously not the only player. ”

"He's not the only one?" Hun Dunyu seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and was a little puzzled.

Zhong Yue said with a smile: "What if I am not only his chess piece, but also the chess piece of other existences? In this way, I can eat the black family's chess, and then eat the white family's chess, black and white, and raise myself into a big dragon!"

His eyes flashed, a little calm, he licked his lips, and said in a low voice: "The big dragon wants to jump out of the chessboard and eat all directions, and the chess players who play chess will also be eaten! This game of chess is not so easy to play!"

Hun Dun was terrified, and wanted to take out the divine mirror and write it down, but he hesitated and did not record it.

The Wisdom Demon King looked at a huge magic mirror and found Zhong Yue's traces, and couldn't help but be shocked, stood up, and said with a smile: "Xiao Fuxi has entered the game! Everyone, get ready to go!"

At this time, Feng Wuji and others also appeared in a magnificent holy realm in the emperor's burial sky under the leadership of Ling Zishou to meet the lord of the emperor's tomb.

"Is the Fuxi clan coming?"

The master of this imperial tomb is the sanctification of the emperor's corpse, and the terrifying light between the eyes and the eyes is spitting, and the voice reverberates time and space, and says: "I am ordered to guard here, and what I am waiting for is this day!" (To be continued.) )