Chapter 775: Firewood

Yi Wanjun walked forward with a lamp. There seems to be no distinction between heaven and earth, no concept of four seasons, no flow of time, no sound, light, and color. Only the copper lamp in her hand can illuminate the nearby place.

It is empty here.

Completely empty, nothing.

"Where the hell are we?"

She walked forward, walked for an unknown distance, and the darkness was still endless, and she could not see any other light.

Yi Wanjun has a stubborn temper, she believes that she will continue to move forward in one direction, and believes that she will reach the end sooner or later.

She didn't know how long she had been away, but she felt that time here seemed to have no meaning, whether it was months or years, it was impossible to tell. She couldn't help feeling a kind of fear in her heart, what if this darkness never ends?

She panicked in her heart, this darkness really seemed to have no end, and now she had no choice but to continue walking.

There seemed to be endless monsters lurking in the darkness, waiting for an opportunity to move. She could feel those monsters, which were extremely terrifying, but fortunately, she had this copper lamp in her hand. Whenever those things in the dark approached, they were caught by the light. As soon as it was photographed, it turned into a black shadow and dispersed.

This place is like a nightmare, with a twisted feeling like a dream.

She was about to collapse as she walked, but at this moment she heard a familiar sound, that was the sound of the knife, the clear sound of Zhong Yue's magic knife.

Shocked, she hurriedly followed the sound, and the sound of the saber sound became clearer and clearer.

She ran forward, followed the sound of the knife for several months, and then saw a horrifying scene.

She saw the light, a person, a knife.

It is better to say that he is a god than a human being, because he has a perfect body like a god. Fuxi's real body is perfect, and his movement and stillness reflect an unparalleled sense of beauty, as if he was born in harmony with the Dao.

There are supernatural powers in his sword, the sword is in harmony with the Tao, and the supernatural powers displayed are like cutting down the avenues of heaven and earth, perfect and impeccable.

Yi Wanjun has never seen such exquisite and profound supernatural powers before, and she can't help being a little confused. That perfect existence is as great and unparalleled as the emperor of heaven, is it still Zhong Yue?

"That's not Zhong Yue."

The copper lamp in her hand made a sound, and said: "It should be the spirit in the sword, and the spirit of the last generation of Emperor Fuxi entered Zhong Yue's body. The supernatural powers he displayed are emperor-level supernatural powers, and even stronger!"

Xinhuo's vision far exceeds that of Yi Wanjun, so he can naturally see that Zhong Yue's state is not right at the moment, like a revived emperor from ancient times, confronting evil.

The evil existence made a great curse wish, cursing the future Fuxi to break the blood seal, and then his soul will go back to 100,000 years ago to meet him, thus cutting off all hopes of the future Fuxi and the human race.

If there is Fuxi who breaks the blood seal in future generations, even an incomparable genius will encounter an evil existence and be wiped out by him. In this way, if one is awakened and one dies, the Fuxi gods will gradually wither. As it deepened day by day, the human race could not awaken the blood.

The current Zhong Yue has just returned to a hundred thousand years ago, in a certain time and space, he encountered the evil existence who made a great curse vow a hundred thousand years ago.

What really frightened Yi Wanjun was not Zhong Yue, but the boundless darkness, the darkness they walked through.

Today's Yi Wanjun saw the true face of the darkness, the place they walked just now was not empty, not empty, but a pure black wheel.

The wheel of reincarnation.

It was a gigantic reincarnation of the six realms, a projection of the power of a terrifying existence in the meta-mysterious realm, and they were walking in the gigantic light wheel at the back of the head of that evil existence just now!

What a terrible scene is this?

What is it that exists that the projection of the power of the primordial spirit is so dark, without even a ray of light?

She opened her eyes wide, but she couldn't see that evil existence, she couldn't see anything, she could only see a black robe reflected when the knife light was on, and the six pure black light wheels that slowly rotated.

Yi Wanjun left this great horror behind, still a little confused, said: "Heavenly Emperor? Could it be that Zhong Yue had a previous life, and was a Heavenly Emperor in his previous life?"

"no."

Xinhuo shook his head, sighed, and said with some melancholy: "That is the last generation of Emperor Fuxi, who came from 100,000 years ago with the help of his body and sword hilt."

"The hilt?" Yi Wanjun was stunned, where is the hilt?

The handle of the Xiantian sword in Zhong Yue's hand was exactly the handle of the last generation of Emperor Fuxi's sword. She didn't know this, so she was naturally a little confused.

For Yi Wanjun, going back to one hundred thousand years ago is already incomprehensible enough, and then the hilt of the Heavenly Emperor Excalibur, the sword spirit, and the spirit of the Heavenly Emperor appear, it is even more incomprehensible, beyond her cognition .

This involves the concept of time and space, which is difficult to understand.

But it is not difficult for Xinhuo. One hundred thousand years ago, the last emperor of the Fuxi family passed away. The gods of war of the Fuxi clan escorted the coffin back to the ancestral star for burial. On the way, they were ambushed by the evil existence and its accomplices. , the soul of the Emperor of Heaven descended from the Void Realm and entered the dead body of the Lord, severely injuring the evil existence, forcing it to lie dormant for thousands of years.

Thousands of years later, the emperor of the first six realms of reincarnation, the great sage emperor, passed away. The evil existence recovered from his injuries and left the customs, destroying the six realms of reincarnation in the first six realms. Blood sacrificed all life in one of the realms and turned them into curses, sealing the entire world. The blood of the Fuxi clan in the universe, and left behind the great curse wish of "if the seal is released, the soul will see me", in order to kill all the Fuxi clan who rise in the future.

And in the ambush battle thousands of years ago, the soul of Emperor Fuxi should have hidden two hands. The first hand was to severely injure the existence of evil and win thousands of years for the future Fuxi, and the second hand was to deal with the future with great ambitions. Great curse wish.

He should have anticipated the scene thousands of years later, the scene where Fuxi's bloodline would be sealed and cursed thousands of years later, so this grand wish should be the Fuxi family who has obtained the authority of the Emperor of Heaven. The remnant spirits encountered the evil existence again.

The sword hilt that Zhong Yue obtained, the authority of the Heavenly Emperor, is a tool to touch the great ambition.

This is not a confrontation between Zhong Yue and the evil existence, but a re-confrontation between the two existences across a time gap of 100,000 years!

This is the confrontation between the great mantra wish and the great ambition!

It was a battle between a deceased emperor of heaven and the emperor of the innate gods who are still in the world. From the battle one hundred thousand years ago, the fight was pushed back a thousand years!

"The spirit of Emperor Fuxi may not last long."

In the copper lamp, looking from a distance from the fire, this is an emperor-level battle, extremely terrifying. The light of the knife reflects all the darkness, but it cannot completely cut off the darkness.

If this trend continues, the remnant spirit of the Heavenly Emperor will inevitably die and disappear completely, and Zhong Yue will also be beheaded and cease to exist!

"It's not fair, it's not fair..." Xinhuo murmured.

This battle is indeed extremely unfair, just as unfair as the imperial war a hundred thousand years ago. In that imperial war, the soul of the last generation of Fuxi Emperor lived in the dead body, and this battle was before the soul of the Celestial Emperor died. The great ambition issued at the moment of weakness, to face the restored evil existence with a weakened soul!

The outcome of this battle was actually doomed in the imperial battle thousands of years ago. In the imperial battle thousands of years ago, although Emperor Fuxi injured the evil existence, his own soul dissipated and ceased to exist.

"But he won at the last moment of that battle, and the evil existence retreated."

Xinhuo murmured: "In that battle, he severely injured the evil existence. If his soul died here, he would not be able to severely injure the evil existence and force the evil existence to retreat. Something must have happened to make him win, and Zhong Yue Back to the world a hundred thousand years later..."

The situation is getting more and more critical, the darkness has covered the sky and covered the sky, suppressing the light of the sword, and even making the innate magic sword unable to reflect anything, only the boundless darkness.

The game is doomed.

How amazing is Xinhuo's foresight and insight, seeing that the spirits of Zhong Yue and the Emperor of Heaven are bound to perish, there is absolutely no second possibility.

"What dispelled the evil and darkness, and made the remnant spirit of the Emperor of Heaven return to the great war thousands of years ago, severely inflicting evil and darkness?"

The fire is also at a loss, the situation is getting more and more dangerous, the spirits of Zhong Yue and the Emperor of Heaven may be completely submerged and swallowed by the darkness at any time.

Suddenly, Yi Wanjun felt that the light of the copper lamp in his hand was getting brighter and brighter, and only heard the voice in the copper lamp whisper in a sleepy voice: "I know, I know, it's me..."

Xinhuo whispered: "I helped Zhong Yue and the spirit of the Emperor of Heaven to defeat the evil, and I burned all the lamp oil to help them survive this disaster..."

The light is getting brighter and brighter. Yi Wanjun only feels that the copper lamp in her hand is a thousand times brighter than the sum of hundreds of millions of suns. She seems to hear a universe roaring, singing and burning in the copper lamp. !

The lights are still getting stronger and brighter, and the boundless divine light is rushing in all directions like a tide, dispelling the darkness and illuminating time and space!

"I see, why did this little girl take me in without hesitation, jumping to a hundred thousand years ago..."

The voice in the copper lamp murmured: "I know the meaning of my coming here..."

"The Emperor Sui of the Fire Age created me and asked me to pass on his spirit, what he had learned and realized. I am his firewood, looking for his heirs from generation to generation, and passing on his spirit and what he has learned. go down."

"Now that Suihuang's race is gone, Fuxi's race will also be gone. In order to leave Fuxi behind, maybe I should just go out."

The lights are blazing, like a Milky Way galaxy blooming all its energy when it dies, it is this galaxy that is burning its own soul.

How eye-catching, how heroic?

At the moment of the most blazing light, all the darkness was dispelled, leaving only the evil existence under the light of the knife, whose face under the darkness was reflected by the light of the torch.

A look of astonishment and horror appeared on his face.

The light of the knife cuts down.