Chapter 4854: A Mortal Situation

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As soon as Fuxi made a move, he knew whether there was one.

If I have it, God forbids it!

At this moment, Fuxi, calm and composed, is like the god of creation. With one stroke of his hands, in the void, Wuji produces Tai Chi, Tai Chi produces one, one produces two, two produces three, and three produces eight trigrams.

This kind of power is extremely terrifying, and it is all innate phenomena.

Among other things, even if the sage is too high, the power he cultivates and comprehends is nothing but derived from gossip.

In this regard, Fuxi has already gone ahead of the emperor.

From this alone, we can see how terrifying Fuxi's power is.

Also at this moment, Nuwa's nine heavenly knives also condensed and formed at this time, falling from the void.

Swipe.

The sword glow kept flashing.

The nine heavenly knives, after all, are the magic weapons of saints, and their power is self-evident. In just a moment, there is a terrifying power to destroy life, which is indescribable.

But this kind of power made Long Fei feel a kind of heart palpitation.

"Is this the power of a saint? It's really powerful." Long Fei pondered for a moment, then said lightly.

At this time, I realized what the system said before, the true horror of the saint.

Because this power is no longer purely in the category of practice, but has touched a kind of way, an absolute control over power.

Just like the law.

Annihilation is annihilation.

Use the sky as a knife to destroy all living beings in the world.

"Don't worry, although the power of the saint is strong, the way of heaven is not unique. Although it is supreme, it is not supreme."

"Furthermore, Emperor Fuxi's power should not be underestimated. Although he was determined by the Supreme Being, the innate gossip is not as simple as you think." Ying Gou said.

They can't intervene in the battle at this time.

Especially Long Fei, whose cultivation base has not broken through to that level, even if he wants to make a move, he still has more than enough energy but not enough energy.

Long Fei couldn't take his eyes off. After listening to Yinggou's words, his eyes were completely fixed in the void.

Such battles have rarely happened in the past and present. Because the saint is already the strongest in this world.

No one has ever dared to fight against a saint, dare to fight against a saint.

Especially after the sage became a sage, he seldom took action. Except for the Tongtian sect when he was enshrined as a god, after being suppressed by the sage, the sage basically never took action.

Therefore, even witnessing the current battle is a kind of supreme opportunity.

Long Fei's gaze was always fixed on the innate gossip.

Yinggou focuses on the outcome of the battle, but Long Fei is different. Long Fei focuses on the battle itself.

Nuwa's power belongs to the way of heaven, so mysterious that it is impossible to see through it at all.

But here at Long Fei, there was nothing to hide.

At this moment, Long Fei's eyes of immortality flickered.

He was even able to capture traces of the Heavenly Knife.

"What a powerful magic weapon, it really is a saint's magic weapon, and its power is astonishing." Long Fei sighed.

At this moment, he could clearly feel that the power of the whole world was trembling with the slash of the Heavenly Saber, and only the Yuuu surrendered under the endless might of the sky.

That's not to mention, Long Fei could even feel a rhythm of the Tao, which was extremely mysterious. It seems that this knife can capture all the weaknesses of the common people in the world, and every time it moves and slashes, it carries the power of supreme suppression.

But after just a few glances, Long Fei stopped paying attention.

Because this kind of power, although awesome, needs to rely on the power of heaven.

And the way of heaven has long been under the control of Daozu Hongjun, and this power can only be used by saints whose souls have entered the way of heaven.

No matter how tough he is, even if he sees the fundamentals, it will be difficult for Long Fei to be moved.

On the contrary, it was Emperor Fuxi.

As soon as Fuxi drew the gossip, Long Fei felt an inexplicable throbbing.

The silent dantian started to run crazily at this moment. If it wasn't for his entire dantian being surrounded by a thick shell like a chaos, Long Fei couldn't guarantee that it would cause any terrifying changes.

But this change,

It also made Long Fei feel extremely longing.

At this time, the Eye of Immortality was firmly fixed on the innate gossip. The multiple images are directly imprinted in the eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Long Fei could feel that there was no pause in the dantian at this moment, and all the innate images depicted in Long Fei's eyes had been imprinted in the dantian.

Rumble.

Rumble.

At this moment, Long Fei could clearly feel that his dantian was roaring. It seems that these eight innate hexagrams that have been imprinted in the past have become part of the dantian.

Whether this change is good or bad, Long Fei doesn't know, but he can faintly feel it. Even his physical body has changed slightly with one time, as if he can display the power of innate gossip with just a single touch.

Of course, it is impossible to compare with Fuxi in terms of power, but it is enough for Long Fei to have such an opportunity.

But no one knows about all this except Long Fei.

Even Fuxi in the middle of the battle didn't have any perception.

At this time, Fuxi in the void manipulated the gossip and attacked the saint horizontally. Even the power of the heavenly sword was completely useless under the power of the gossip.

But it's no wonder.

The congenital gossip is all-encompassing, and Fu Xihuang gained the Tao through it, so its power is self-evident.

Boom boom boom.

Also at this time, the light of the knife all over the sky disappeared.

Nuwa's eyes were still cold: "The power of innate gossip is indeed powerful, but you should know that I still have many methods. The nine-mouthed heavenly sword is just the least of my many methods. If you can break the heavenly sword, you can still Has the demon refining pot been broken? If you can move the demon refining pot, it can still be broken

Mountains and rivers? " Nuwa asked coldly.

Fu Xihuang was silent.

Under Nuwa's questioning, she didn't say a word.

"Your Majesty has the means to use it, but Emperor Fuxi's means are not enough, and we are still there." Emperor Xuanyuan and Emperor Shennong spoke, stepped forward, and the three of them faced Nuwa.

"Three Sovereigns of the Human Race, are you going to turn the sky upside down?" At this moment, an angry shout fell from the void.

Whoosh whoosh.

Three figures descended at the same time.

Tongtian, Tiantian, and Yuanshi.

In an instant, Long Fei's eyes were fixed.

Now, no matter how you look at this situation, it looks like a decisive battle is coming.

The six sages of heaven and earth came directly to Master.

Not only that, while Long Fei was thinking in his mind, black clouds swept over the entire void again, and it was dense, as if the entire sky was covered.

"The saint is above, the heavenly court will lead millions of heavenly soldiers, come to kill demons and eliminate demons."

"Sage above, Lingshan leads millions of Buddha cultivators to slay demons."

"The Empress Nuwa and the three holy saints, the monster clan came to suppress Longting."

The forces of the three parties approached the Dragon Court with their voices like thunder.

A cold light flickered in Long Fei's eyes. Heavenly Court, Lingshan, Monster Clan, and the three races gather together with the same goal, which is his Dragon Court. Everything seems to be a doomed situation.