The reason why he was bent on asking these clan elders to come forward to help was to lure the Innate Emperor out and make the Innate Emperor have to take action!

In this way, the strength of the Yin Kang clan can be preserved, and these clan elders and reincarnated great supernatural powers can also be eliminated!

These old immortals are all forgetful people who see profit and forget righteousness, with the heart of a jackal, and will pounce on them as long as they see a little blood.

They originally saw Feng Qingyu disappear and Fu Baochu died, and they were a little reluctant to see Feng Wuji, but Zhong Yue only needed a few words to arouse the greed in their hearts, the desire in their hearts, and let them take the initiative to ask for help and go out to die.

In the outer world, Zhong Yue had no means to deal with them at all, he could only let them live freely, but in the outside world, Zhong Yue had a thousand ways to kill them!

"In this out-of-the-world land, is there still an emperor-level existence?"

Zhong Yue pondered, just like Fu Baochu, those clan elders just now were all emperor-level powerhouses, although their cultivation was extremely profound, they were still inferior to emperor-level existences.

He had seen two emperor-level beings hidden here 70,000 years ago, and the older generation here was no stranger to him, after all, he had "lived" here for sixty or seventy years.

Whether it was Fu Baozheng or Fu Baoer or Fu Baotian, he knew it, he had seen it before, and he could call them by name. During the time he was a ghost, he had studied these traitors and foreigners thoroughly.

Back then, there were more traitors and reincarnated foreigners of the Fuxi Divine Clan here, but now there are not so many, and many of them have died.

Seventy thousand years have passed, and it is still unknown whether the two emperors are still alive.

What he was most worried about was these two emperors, worried about whether his Heaven and Sun Changing Xuan Gong would be able to hide it from them.

And so far, these two emperors have still not appeared, which makes him somewhat relieved.

"There is another existence, Feng Changtai, the younger brother of the patriarch of Feng Changyang. ”

The scene that came to his mind came to his mind, Feng Changyang met Feng Changtai's sword with his chest on the Tianhe, and finally died in the hands of his younger brother and the body fell into the Tianhe.

He understood the good intentions of the two brothers, Feng Changyang went on a killing spree, and got his wish, killing many Fuxi traitors and reincarnated supernatural powers, and even killing two emperor-level existences, expressing the unyielding intention in his heart.

Feng Changtai killed Feng Changyang and preserved the last Fuxi bloodline in the outer world.

Feng Changyang's heroic death is certainly worthy of admiration, but Feng Changtai is the most painful person in the world, and he will be silent in the pain of killing his brother for the rest of his life.

Zhong Yue settled down, and saw the young Fuxi patriarch coming, still in a prodigal form, drinking and having fun.

"I'll show you around. Zhong Yue said calmly.

Feng Jikai silently followed him, Zhong Yue seemed to be very familiar with this place, and took him for a leisurely stroll, over the mountains and mountains, and it didn't take long to come to a mountain cliff.

Zhong Yue punched out one by one, and the totem texture formed by those seals was like the teeth of a key, and when it was printed into the mountain cliff, it was like teeth and shrapnel interlocking, and they had to be buckled together layer by layer to open the lock.

However, the seals that Zhong Yue displayed were countless times more complicated than the key, and when these seals were played, the cliff shook lightly and became transparent.

Feng Ji Kai showed a look of surprise, as the patriarch of the Fuxi God Clan, he didn't know that there was such a place in the outer world.

Zhong Yue walked towards the cliff, he hurriedly followed, and Hun Dunyu stayed outside. I saw that there was a very vast space inside, and the air was full of various feelings, and countless words recorded the process of deducing the exercises of an emperor-level being.

"This is the place where your father retreated and deduced the Yuqing Zhou Light Sutra, and you haven't been here. ”

Zhong Yue said: "What is recorded here is his perception, he is a peerless genius, but it is a pity that he did not get the complete Yuqing Zhou Guangxuan Sutra, and failed to complete the sixth path of this exercise to establish reincarnation." ”

Feng Ji Kai was silent.

Now that he had believed Zhong Yue's words, even he didn't know about this place, and even if he knew, there was no corresponding seal to break the seal and enter this place, but Zhong Yue could easily touch it here and break the seal.

Only that "ghost of the future" can have the means.

Zhong Yue dispersed and stole the Xuangong of changing the sky and changing the sun, his appearance changed, he returned to his original appearance, and said with a straight face: "The Fuxi clan of the ancestral star human race, Zhong Yue of the Zhongshan clan, has seen the Fuxi patriarch in the outer world!"

Feng Ji looked at him blankly, the young god and demon in front of him was the "ghost" that his father had been talking about, the "ghost" from the ancestral star of the Fuxi clan!

In his father's old age, he was infamous as a traitor, and he had no friends, leaving only a ghost who could not be seen by anyone as his father's friend and only confidant.

It's time for this day.

Finally, I waited for the day my father said.

He suddenly had the urge to cry, 70,000 years, he had been waiting for 70,000 years, he had broken down again and again, doubting whether there really was a ghost of that future life, he reunited his faith again and again, but his faith collapsed again and again, and he had doubts about the future more than once.

He didn't know how he had come over the past 70,000 years, but he felt that everything in the past was muddy, like a walking corpse, like a nightmare.

Now, the "ghost" in my father's mouth has finally arrived!

"Is there still Fuxi out there?" he asked when he heard his own hoarse voice.

Zhong Yue hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "There is also a female Fuxi." ”

"And Fuxi, and Fuxi......" Feng Jikai muttered, finally unable to help but let his tears flow.

He fell to the ground in his father's secret chamber and wept like a ghost crying, sobbing and tearing.

Zhong Yue stood there silently, waiting for him to wake up from his grief.

After a long time, Feng Jikai stabilized his emotions, sat there, and after a long time, he said astringently: "Future ghost, what do you need me to do?"

Zhong Yue was silent for a moment and said, "In the future, go out with me, fight, fight, and win a future." Patriarch Ji Kai ......"

He hesitated, but couldn't help but ask: "Although your appearance is still young, but you have been addicted to drunkenness for so long, and you have not experienced a battle for such a long time, are your weapons still usable? Can you chop off the enemy's head? Can your blood still boil? Can you not change color in the face of death? ...... Is it still Fuxi?"

The spirit in his eyebrows bloomed, and suddenly a boundless sea of blood emerged, countless gods and demons fought over the sea of blood, thunder and lightning were combined, and there were severed limbs and broken arms falling from the sky everywhere, and skulls rolling down!

He is showing the brutality of the battle, the incomparably terrifying scene of the battle.

"Get out, fight, behead, and die......"

Feng Jikai stared at the sea of blood, the fight, his face was pale, and he grabbed his chest tightly, his heart was beating violently, pounding, pounding, one after another, one higher than the other, faster and faster, as if he was about to jump out of his chest!

Zhong Yue's eyes showed pity, this is a place outside the world, Feng Jikai grew up and grew up in a place outside the world, he has not experienced any battles, has not experienced life and death struggles, and has not experienced the dangers of the outside world.

This is a greenhouse, he is a flower growing in the greenhouse, no matter how high the cultivation is, even if the talent is high, he has never experienced the wind and waves.

He didn't even kill a life!

Will he be timid when he goes into battle? Will he be afraid of seeing blood?

Will he hesitate in the face of the enemy, and will he have mercy on the other person's life?

Is such a Fuxi patriarch really the strong man he needs?

Feng Jikai's face became more and more pale, the hand that grabbed his chest became harder and harder, the green tendons on his forehead bulged, and he suddenly gasped for breath, as if he was a fish that had been fished ashore, gasping for breath.

He hadn't experienced a fight, he hadn't experienced a fight, he was even afraid of death!

Zhong Yue sighed, collected the visions in the sky, and got up to leave silently.

"Iron ......"

Suddenly, there was a dream-like sound behind him, and then there was a loud bang, and a rusty iron sword was stuck on the ground by him.

Zhong Yue stopped, looked back, and saw that Feng Jikai's hand holding the rusty iron sword was trembling, and he wanted to pull out the rusty sword, but he didn't seem to have any strength.

He is definitely one of the most powerful beings in the outer world, and this iron sword is also a divine weapon that he has cultivated since he was a child, growing up with him, but at this moment, he feels that this rusty iron sword is extremely heavy, making it difficult for him to pull it out.

Zhong Yue's face was gloomy, the iron was still there, the blood was still there, but the iron was rusty and the blood was cold.

Feng Changyang's son has lived in the greenhouse for too long, drunk for too long, and frustrated for too long, although he has the cultivation and strength of the sky, he can no longer dance his sword and stir his blood.

He is not the person Zhong Yue is looking for, he is like an alternative ambush, he has been smoothed out of the edges and corners, self-pity, can only be suitable for retirement, and he will die of old age silently in self-pity.

His sword was rusty, but how could the sword of the Great Perfection Emperor be rusty?

It's his heart that's rusty.

When his heart is rusty, the sword will be rusty and dull.

For an existence like him, the divine soldier reflects his heart, and if the rust on the sword is not removed, it means that his heart is still rusty.

The heart is rusty, how can it stir up blood?

Fuxi is a fearless god of war, and he can't even warm up blood, so how can he be called Fuxi?

"Pretending to be drunk for too long will turn into real drunk. ”

Xinhuo shook his head and said in a low voice, "Pretending to be incompetent for too long will turn into real incompetence." He shouldn't have waited 70,000 years for so long, too long to grind him out. ”

Zhong Yue sighed and continued to walk out, but at this moment, there was a faint light behind him, Zhong Yue's heart moved slightly, and he stopped again.

I saw that the light was getting brighter, casting his shadow on the wall, making his shadow clearer and clearer.

He heard the wind.

The gentle sound of the wind, the sound of the wind that makes people tremble.

Zhong Yue was stunned and muttered, "Burn, listen to the wind." ”

There was a sound of wind coming from behind, and the light in the wind became brighter and brighter, Zhong Yue turned his head and saw that the rusty sword in Feng Jikai's hand was shining brightly, and the rust on the iron sword was falling off, revealing the infinite divine light contained inside!

Feng Ji Kai is around, there is a wind flowing, the wind is ringing, howling, and roaring around him!

The mottled rust is falling off more and more, and the divine sword in Feng Jikai's hand is also whining, and the voice has changed from low to crisp, melodious, and melodious!

The sound of the wind, the sound of the sword.

Gale!

Cang Chang -

Feng Jikai struggled to pull out the iron sword, his body stood up, straightened, the terrifying aura was turbulent, the avenue roared around him, and there seemed to be endless anger roaring and screaming!

He shook the iron sword in his hand, and the man and the sword fused together, so sharp that it seemed to have been polished for 70,000 years!

"Iron Will, still there!"

Feng Jikai gritted his teeth and burst into tears, like thunder rolling: "Fuxi Zhongshan Clan, Fuxi Feng Kai Feng Jikai, I am willing to fight side by side with you!" (To be continued.) )