The Yellow River, the Lancang River, the Yangtze River, these three great rivers, one is golden, one is green, and the other is green...... They are like golden dragons, green dragons and green dragons, between the mountains, constantly changing the river course, and finally rushing out of the sea, this process of change, in the eyes of several people, is like a giant dragon, lifelike swimming, mighty and majestic, mighty and mighty.

The source of the three dragons is the source of the three rivers.

Looking down from the sky, Sanjiangyuan is like a pearl, and it begins to enlarge in front of everyone.

A huge meadow area appeared at everyone's feet.

In the meadow, the lakes are dotted like the sea of stars.

The meadows are abundant in water and grass, and the wildlife is abundant, and herds of fat sheep and bison are leisurely walking on the meadows......

At a glance, the source of the three rivers in unknown time and space is truly the "pure land" of ecology and life.

Eight people floated on the white clouds, between the ethereal, the terrain below quickly enlarged, the meadow area, the source of the three rivers completely appeared in front of everyone, under the scorching sun, the clouds steamed above the meadow, the rising mist turned into a slender figure, the face was blurred, if there is nothing, floating in the air, slowly undulating with the wind.

The eight of them glanced at each other and saw the horrified expressions in each other's eyes.

No matter how rich everyone's imagination is, they never imagined that there could still be human mist-like mist in the fragments of the barren world.

I don't know what this means, and who this mist humanoid will be.

Everyone waited quietly, and in less than two breaths, the figure turned into a mist appeared much more condensed, and the face was a little blurred, but a rough outline had already appeared.

This man was dressed in a long shirt and had long hair, but standing with his hands behind his back, he should be a dashing-looking man.

On the face that is not very clear, the left eye is empty, indicating that the left eye should be blind.

When the figure is formed and floats in front of everyone.

Everyone, including Fang Yun, suddenly felt a sense of worship rising in their hearts, as if they were standing in front of them as a true god in the sky.

If it weren't for the fact that every monk was arrogant, he would have already knelt in the air and kowtowed.

This faint figure is so powerful, if its real body is alive, I don't know how powerful it can be.

In Fang Yun's heart, a strong question arose, the bronze gate said that this was Sanjiangbo's cave, so could this figure be the ancient Sanjiangbo?

And, who will the ancient Sanjiangbo be?

Among all the monks, Zhong Keyi behaved the most naturally at this time, bowed slightly in the air, and said loudly: "Zhong Keyi, the heir of Kunlun, sees his predecessors. ”

The figure stood in the air, muttering to himself, without any emotion, and said, "Kunlun?"

Mo Leng also bowed down at this time and said, "Penglai Yaochi, Mo Leng sees his predecessors." ”

The figure was not very clear when the right eye saw Mo Leng, and it seemed to light up, and a thought that seemed to be very soft was transmitted to everyone from the figure: "Little lady, so beautiful......;

The figure didn't speak, and this thought appeared directly in everyone's hearts, and everyone felt it very clearly.

You don't have to understand his language, naturally, everyone understands.

But almost instantly, several people also understood that when the figure in front of him was alive, even if he was not a pervert, he was afraid that he was a good person.

The figure muttered a few words, and finally gradually sobered up, and a relatively clear thought sounded in everyone's hearts: "What time is it now? How can you appear in my Yuanshen space, isn't Sanjiangyuan already closed? Or, has the weather changed drastically outside?"

The eight of them looked at each other, a little confused.

Dongfang Yichen arched his hands and said loudly: "Senior, it is now 2022 AD, if the world does not change dramatically, there will be a few days ......before the Spring Festival."

The figure seemed stunned: "What is the Common Era, what is the Spring Festival, and what does 2022 represent?"

The eight of them were stunned in unison.

However, Fang Yun immediately reacted, in his previous life, Fang Yun had wandered through the secret realm and knew a basic law, that is, the so-called secret realm was actually the remains of various prehistoric civilizations, and it was a special space where various prehistoric civilizations had preserved some special time and space in special methods and attached to the earth.

The figure in front of him didn't know the Common Era, he didn't know the Spring Festival, but he was normal.

It's just that thinking that this figure was actually a prehistoric figure, and that it was able to transcend time and space and appear in front of everyone, Fang Yun felt a strong shock.

Even in a previous life, it seems that there are no rumors of seeing living people in any secret realm.

The secret realm of Sanjiangyuan is worthy of being a god, and it is actually as strong as this.

The others looked at each other, not knowing what to say, Fang Yun pondered for a moment and said slowly: "The current era is about five thousand years from the period of the Yellow Emperor of the People......

Dao Ruhao shrugged his shoulders and said angrily: "I said Fang Yun, don't you think that this senior's primordial god is a character from ancient times, right? This is also outrageous......

The voice fell, the figure seemed to be slightly shocked, and a strong will surged over: "My name is Feng Yi, I was ordered by Emperor Dayu, stationed in Sanjiang, sealed Sanjiangbo, or, you can call me the river god, I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, so much time has passed, and I, have been sleeping for so many years, since you can enter here, I am afraid that between this heaven and earth, it will not be peaceful again!"

Appointed by the Emperor Yu!

Garrison Sanjiang, seal Sanjiangbo!

Suddenly, including Fang Yun, who had already prepared in his heart, was extremely stunned, and he didn't know what to say!

This is a true god from time immemorial.

Moreover, it seems that he has expected the great changes that will take place now.

In other words, is the occurrence of the Great Xia Era really fate?

Some thoughts flashed through Fang Yun's mind, and he bowed down and asked, "The seniors seem to know that the climate of the land of China is about to change dramatically, so what better suggestions does the seniors have for this?"

An obscure message came from the river god Yuanshen: "The four poles are wasted, Kyushu is split, the sky is not restored, the earth is not circumferential, the fire is refined and the flame is not extinguished, and the water is vast and the ocean is not stopped...... This is the Great Xia Period, and it has been here for a long time, but ...... I didn't expect that time passed so quickly, and I didn't expect that this little bit of my primordial divine power could go so far, but it was our real fate, but ......"

After a slight pause, the will of the river god seemed to sigh leisurely: "Unfortunately, I am the attribute of water, characterized by a long vitality, but the combat effectiveness is not too high, but you can't place too much hope on me, the descendants of Yanhuang, if you want to survive this difficulty, I am afraid that it will be more, and you have to rely on your own efforts." ”

The eight monks glanced at each other and saw a faint disappointment in each other's eyes.

Being able to see a powerful predecessor from ancient times filled everyone's hearts with hope.

But who knows, this is a river god with long vitality and softness, and his combat power is not too strong, and now, it is a little embarrassing.

The river god sensed everyone's thoughts, and couldn't help but slowly shake his head in the air, and his will came again: "Okay, I can appear in front of you, it's already a miracle, don't expect too much, I don't know how many great witches have come out of your generation, and how many have cultivated the power of the primordial gods, and I don't know if you can seal the sky of the Great Xia Period, survive the floods and ensuing tribulations of Great Xia, and pass on the blood of Yanhuang......"

The power of the gods?

These were all cultivation levels that Fang Yun had never heard of, and he really didn't know that there were many such masters in the land of Huaxia.

The little sword king glanced at each other and looked at each other.

After half a ring, Zhong Ke bowed down, lowered his voice and said: "The Great Witch Inheritance has long been extinct, the aura is thin, at present, the strongest cultivators are a few Yuan Ying Yu Scholars, we open the fragments of the ancient barren world, just hope to get some inheritance, open the aura seal of the earth." ”

The river god seemed to be stunned, and after half a sound, his will showed disbelief: "There are only a few Yuan Ying?

This is not something that can be explained in one or two clicks.

In the years of the Common Era, the direction of human development was mainly the overall progress of science and technology, and did not particularly highlight individual evolution and individual cultivation, and there were really no particularly powerful monks.

Zhong Ke sighed leisurely: "The predecessors don't know, the family teacher seems to have said that in the past, the great power made up for the lack of heaven and sealed Kyushu, and no one in later generations could solve it, and the result was that the aura of Kyushu was thin, and the method of cultivation gradually declined......"