Chapter 712: Heavenly Emperor's Authority (Second Update!)

Zhong Yue's eyes widened as he looked at the scene in the flow of light, the main reason why his eyes widened was that he was afraid that tears would fall, and his tears would evaporate in his eyes.

The emperor of the Fuxi clan has died of old age, and his soul has fallen into the Void Realm, but now he has come down from the Void Realm and fought again!

After death, he fought fiercely, and fought with his sword to meet a strong enemy.

This spirit should be the spirit of Fuxi, right?

It's just that this battle has been doomed from the beginning, the evil existence is powerful and boundless, and his allies are countless, all of them are top gods and demons, gathered into a great force!

Their faces are invisible, apparently because they don't want to be known for who they really are.

They didn't dare to move when the Emperor of Heaven was alive, but the Emperor of Heaven died of old age, and they no longer had any fears.

The purpose of this battle is to block the backbone of the Fuxi clan, and the one who escorts the body of the Heavenly Emperor to be buried must be the most important existence of the Heavenly Emperor.

Killing them will make the Fuxi clan no longer have a master for thousands of years to come, and there will be a huge fault in the inheritance!

The Emperor of the Fuxi clan who has died of old age fights again, the former emperor amazed an era, suppressed an era, he is the most powerful emperor in the entire era of the earth, the emperor of the world, Fuxi created the six paths, and the earth is complete with reincarnation, he is that Fuxi.

But his physical body was already old, Zhong Yue had seen many old gods and demons, their own essence began to lose in their old age, and their mana began to dissipate, and when they died, the refined avenue would be returned to heaven and earth.

This is the way of death.

The hero is in the twilight, not to mention that the hero is dead?

The combat power he gained from burning his soul was still not comparable to his peak moment.

Even if the most powerful being ever returned to the world from death, it will not change the doomed end.

He is no longer the Emperor of Heaven, he is just an old man, an old soul.

No Fuxi retreated, no Fuxi fled. Guarding the emperor's coffin, the battle continued around the late Emperor of Heaven, and the god of war of the Fuxi God Clan fell.

Zhong Yue couldn't bear to look at it anymore, it was his ancestors who were fighting and bleeding, and it was the ancestors of the human race who were struggling for their future fate.

Finally. At the end of this battle, the Heavenly Emperor, who had died of old age, could not change the situation of the battle, and finally his soul and spirit were completely burned and turned into the final blow.

His sword amazed the years.

The evil being has been battered, and the infinite shadow is rapidly receding, like a tidal wave.

"At least it can stop you for a thousand years. ”

The deceased Emperor stood on his coffin, holding the divine sword, and smiled. His body dissipated with aura, his soul dissipated with aura, and even the sword in his hand disintegrated.

He will cease to exist.

"I hope that in this thousand years, my descendants can rise and turn the tide......"

His body and soul disappeared completely, and the emperor's coffin shattered.

The last Heavenly Emperor of the Fuxi clan failed to return to the ancestral land of the Protoss for burial.

The tears in Zhong Yue's eyes had dried up, and he stood on the bow of the boat. Although the last Heavenly Emperor of the Fuxi clan fought for a thousand years. But after a thousand years, there was no figure to turn the tide, and the Fuxi clan still declined.

The evil existence broke out from the skull of the Pangu gods of the First Six Realms. Taking advantage of the death of the Great Sage Emperor of Reincarnation, the blood sacrifice of the First Six Dao Realms brought the curtain to an end in the Earth Era.

"Strange, why did the scene from 100,000 years ago occur?" Shang Tianwang muttered.

The teleportation light of the Heavenly Emperor's Dao was gradually dimming, and the ancient warships were becoming mottled by themselves, as if they were about to go back to the years.

This is the old thing from 100,000 years ago, and it is being reproduced in the Transmission Optical Stream. It's the imprint in the optical flow, and the imprint just now broke out for some reason, so it makes them mistakenly think that they have returned to 100,000 years ago and experienced that war.

Now that the flow of light is gone, so is the scene of nature.

"Look. Look!"

The Heavenly Eyes of the Eight Divine Generals suddenly exclaimed, "What happened there!"

Everyone looked over one after another, only to see that in the teleportation light flow that was about to completely dissipate, there was a trace of light that had not disappeared, and it was still bright and dazzling.

"What's that?"

Everyone looked at each other, and even Shang Tianwang tried to widen his eyes, trying to see what was in the light.

It's just that the light is really strange, even he, the God Emperor, can't see it clearly, and although the Heavenly Eye will have the most powerful vision of the Six Realms of the Mighty God, he can't see through that light.

But everyone could tell that the light was flowing, and it was moving this way, because it was only a small light at first, but now it looked much larger.

Shang Tianwang faintly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly said in a loud voice: "Set sail, set sail quickly! Hurry up and leave this place!"

Many Heavenly Court gods and demons on the fleet hurriedly urged the ships one by one with all their strength and sailed out with all their might.

And behind them, the light grew bigger and brighter, brighter and brighter, and the light was so bright that it seemed that their bodies were transparent.

Not only do their bodies appear transparent, but even the ship under their feet looks as if it is transparent!

Even when they looked at their bodies, they saw countless particles, strange particles, not only their physical bodies, but even their primordial gods, and so their mana, soul soldiers and divine soldiers, it was not the case!

Together with the building ship under their feet, it was as if it had been decomposed and turned into countless tiniest particles!

Even Shang Tianwang couldn't help but be frightened, his primordial god, physical body, and emperor-level divine soldiers were illuminated by that light, and they were also decomposed to the most subtle form!

He couldn't help but feel a great sense of fear in his heart, and hissed, "It's the aftermath of that sword's magical power!"

That is the sword of the last Fuxi Heavenly Emperor, known as the sword that crushes everything, its supernatural powers are amazing and exquisite, if they are caught up by the aftermath of this sword's supernatural powers, I am afraid that all of them will completely disintegrate and completely shatter!

Shang Tianwang roared angrily, shook all his mana, and urged the building ship to gallop with all his strength, flashing in the light, and fled into the distance. But his efforts were in vain, and the light behind them was faster, and in less than a breath of time, the light came behind them.

The light was so bright that everyone could see nothing, see nothing, see nothing, and everyone felt as if they had broken down into the tiniest particles.

The huge ball of light overwhelmed all the fleets of buildings, and the heavens and the earth were silent.

Dead.

Suddenly, the light disappeared, and the fleet of buildings and ships appeared again, and everyone on the ships was at a loss, and gradually some gods and demons gasped for breath, some gods and demons were paralyzed on the ground, and some gods and demons were trembling, all of which had a feeling of escaping death.

Shang Tianwang's legs were also trembling, and he wanted to speak, but his voice was already hoarse, and he couldn't say anything, and his Yuan Shen was also trembling, and his soul couldn't give up.

The others are the same, it's terrible, the light just now is really terrible.

Zhong Yue's heart was also palpitating, and suddenly, he felt that there was something more in his meta-mystical realm.

"Flame!"

Zhong Yueyuan's spirit throbbed, and he said in a trembling voice: "Fire, that light ......"

The flame burrowed into his Yuan Mystic Realm, and in the Dao One Secret Realm, he saw the light that had just pursued them quietly floating beside Zhong Yue's Pangu Divine Man.

"Inside this light, it seems to be ......"

Flame looked up and down, and wondered, "A sword hilt!"

Inside the light, it was the hilt of a divine sword, only the handle remained, there was no sword body, and the earth-shattering light shot out from the hilt, and it was this sword hilt that scared the gods and demons almost to the point of scattering.

"The hilt of the sword?"

Zhong Yue wondered, looking at the light cluster inwardly, his heart suddenly shook slightly, and he lost his voice: "This sword hilt, is it ......?"

"It's the sword. ”

The flame nodded, turned up and down around the hilt, and said, "The Heavenly Emperor's divine sword did not completely disintegrate, leaving the hilt behind. It must be that the hilt of this sword sensed the Fuxi bloodline, so it chased after you, but it scared you so much that the souls almost jumped out. Fu Xi, it seems that there are really only you and Si Ming left. ”

He was a little gloomy, and said in a low voice: "Otherwise, it is impossible that you are the only one who has passed through this Heavenly Emperor Dao in the past 100,000 years......"

The hilt of the Emperor Sword has been left here, waiting for Fuxi to pass by, but this wait is 100,000 years, and it has not waited for any Fuxi. Only today, Zhong Yue passed by this place by boat, and then it sensed Fuxi's bloodline, so it flew over.

Although the Emperor Sword only had the hilt left, its power was also earth-shattering, and when it flew out of the Heavenly Emperor's Dao, it triggered the imprint in the Heavenly Emperor's Dao, so there was the scene that Zhong Yue and the others saw.

"The reason why this sword hilt chose you is probably because you are the only Fuxi passing by here. "Flame Road.

The only one and only Fuxi.

Zhong Yue's heart was heavy, he was the only Fuxi who had passed by here in the past 100,000 years, and the sad thing was that his Fuxi had not fully awakened his bloodline, and he had only awakened thirty and a half percent at present.

"Although this emperor sword only has the hilt left, it should not be underestimated, after all, it is the sword of the Heavenly Emperor who created the six reincarnations, symbolizing the highest divine power of the Fuxi God Clan. ”

Xinhuo said: "The hilt of the sword of the previous generation of Fuxi Heavenly Emperor fell into your hands, and I don't know if it is good or bad for you. ”

This is the authority of the Emperor of Heaven, and the authority is granted to Zhong Yue, which has a deep meaning in the eyes of the fire, but at the same time, for Zhong Yue, he is only afraid that the burden will increase and the danger will increase.

He didn't regard Zhong Yue as a real inheritor, after all, Zhong Yue was not a pure Fuxi, but he regarded Zhong Yue as his friend, so he couldn't bear to watch Zhong Yue carry this burden.

"Maybe you should throw the hilt away. Flame said suddenly.

Zhong Yue shook his head, he couldn't throw it away, this was a relic left by the last Emperor of Fuxi, how could he throw it away?

This sword hilt was given by the deceased emperor in the next life, and since he chose him, he must keep it!

He suddenly had an urge to cry, the old master Fengshang chose the next door master, did not choose him, chose Jun Sixie, and the human emperor who lived far away in the Ziwei Star Domain chose the next generation of human emperors, did not choose him, chose Gongsun Xuanyuan.

Xinhuo did not choose him as the inheritor, but still stubbornly waited for a pure-blooded Fuxi.

And now, the sword with only the hilt left has chosen him!

He had a sense of being recognized, a sense of being identified with his race, and a sense of contentment in his heart.

"Fuxi...... I'm Fuxi!" He looked up and smiled brightly. (To be continued.) )