Projection of the Heavens

In the deity's finger, he already knew the battle between the deity and Feng Xiaozhong.

At this point, there is almost no chance for easing, even if Gu Shaoshang stops, Feng Xiaozhong can't stop.

According to the deity, Feng Xiaozhong was in the calamity of enlightenment before Hunyuan, and he was paranoid about me.

When Daluo breaks through the Primordial Primordial, he will lead to the calamity of enlightenment. This calamity is invisible and only aimed at the self of Daluo.

Either extremely good or extremely evil, and Feng Xiaozhong is extremely paranoid.

Trapped in this doom, all the paranoia in Feng Xiaozhong's nature broke out. No matter whether it was good or evil before, now there is only that indelible paranoia.

Unless Gu Shaoshang gave up his resistance and let him dissect it, he would not be able to stop.

And it is impossible to let Gu Shaoshang catch him without his hands.

"Oh, this idiot..."

Feng Chang let out a long sigh, and the whole person seemed to be getting older.

Although Fushang's tone was flat, the firmness in it seemed unshakable, letting him know that the contradiction between the two was irreconcilable.

After all, when the wind was filial and loyal back then, he plundered various races and even the human race for autopsy, and offended too many people.

"I'm getting old, so I can't send a black-haired person to a white-haired person. I'd like to ask my little friend to hold off."

In the end, the old man couldn't help but say something.

He only had one son, so he named him Xiaozhong because he hoped that he would be filial and loyal to the human race, but where did he think of it.

Not only did he rob the alien race and dissect it to explore the mystery of the flesh and the primordial spirit, but he also attacked the same race, and I don't know how many human races he killed.

However, it is his own son.

"Okay."

Fushang nodded slightly.

Feng Xiaozhong and him can no longer be described as hatred, and what he wants to do is not to kill Feng Xiaozhong's past body.

Rather, he surpassed Feng Xiaozhong, who attained enlightenment with three thousand reincarnations before him.

Daluo transcends time and space, and the existence of the past body has no meaning. The battle between the deity and Feng Xiaozhong has long been not limited to the demise of the body and soul, but the overburden of the Tao.

Naturally, the deity did not want him to kill Feng Xiaozhong, but wanted him to become a new Daoist, to get ahead of him and achieve Taoism with three thousand reincarnations.

Dao has been proved by him, after 100 million years, there may still be Dao Zun, but Feng Xiaozhong is no longer.

"Thank you little friend for your understanding."

The old man was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Fushang's promise to be so refreshing, but he couldn't help but feel a little grateful.

After all, in the Sword Sect at this time, apart from him, no one else is the opponent of the young man in front of him.

If he insisted on doing it, he would not fight to the death because of a rebel, putting Jianmen and even the Great Wilderness Human Race in danger.

You must know that in today's world, I don't know how many forces are waiting for the moment of his death.

In his heart, Jianmen, the Great Wilderness Human Race, are much more important than Feng Xiaozhong.

Fushang shook his head.

The old man in front of him was known as the Sword God in those days, and his sword energy swept across the world with great freedom, protecting the Great Wilderness Human Race, but the evening scene was too desolate.

The son is mad, the grandson is raped, it can be said that the incense is almost broken.

The two stood opposite each other, speechless for a moment.

After a long time, the old man slowly opened his mouth and said: "The human race is weak and weak, whether it is the dragon race, the demon race, the demon race, the Xiaomang **** race, or other races, all have the habit of raising humans in captivity as rations... .The existence of the Sword Gate is very important."

"The sword gate has fallen, and the human race's situation is even more unbearable."

Fushang listened quietly, and naturally understood this in his heart.

With the memory of the deity, he naturally knows that the weakness of the human race is not only because of these alien races above the ancestors, but also the other gods who have stolen the status of the Fuxi gods.

And the demon **** hidden behind the scenes.

Feng Xiaozhong's madness was the reason why he opened the blood chakra and was tortured.

However, this kind of madness is naturally impossible to affect the existence of the Daluo series. The reason why his obsession is deep is generally because of the calamity of enlightenment, and half of it is because of his paranoid nature.

But it has nothing to do with the experience before he became Daluo.

Indifference is actually the greatest paranoia.

"So, the old man took the courage and asked the little friend to join Jianmen and become an elder."

Feng Chang looked at Fu Shang and said solemnly.

"Elder..."

Fu Shang pondered slightly, and was somewhat admired in his heart.

This old man has a big heart, even though he knew that he had a great grudge against Feng Xiaozhong, but for the sake of Jianmen, he still invited him to join Jianmen.

This open-mindedness is in stark contrast to Feng Xiaozhong's paranoia.

"If a little friend joins Jianmen, his status should be higher than that of other elders, and he will be on an equal footing with the old man, so there is no need to worry about being restrained in any way."

Seeing Fushang's silence, Fengshang spoke again.

At the same time, he sighed in his heart.

He is already dying, but the disciples of Jianmen have not yet grown up.

There are a lot of spies in Jianmen, the Xiaomang Protoss, and the Yaozu are eyeing them. His move was also helpless.

The young man in front of him has a very deep cultivation base, but he is willing to sit in a small tribe as a high priest, which shows his character.

As for the enemy with Feng Xiaozhong.

Back then, Feng Xiaozhong acted too madly, and there were countless enemies in the world. He naturally wouldn't have any prejudice against Fushang because of this.

"In that case, I shall go down."

Fushang thought about it and agreed.

After all, Jianmen is the holy land that governs the human race of the Great Wilderness. The geniuses with the highest qualifications in the entire Great Wilderness gather here, which is a great help for him to perfect the world map of the God Court.

At least, it was much faster than his entire Great Wilderness.

"Little friend is righteous!"

Feng Chang bowed his hands slightly and said, "So, wait for me to pass the sword door."

"That's not necessary."

Fushang waved his hand and said, "I don't need to reveal my identity for the time being. It's more beneficial to hide it in the dark. At least, we'll talk about it when the current crisis is resolved."

"Alright."

Feng Chang nodded in agreement.

Now that there are internal and external troubles in Jianmen, a hidden trump card is naturally better than exposed.

Abandoning the public plan, he summoned the two elders he trusted most, and the other two giants of Jianmen besides him.

Shui Zian and Fengshou Bamboo.

After meeting, the two expressed consternation, but quickly accepted the fact.

Immediately, after the four met the ceremony, they discussed about Jianmen.

The first thing to consider is naturally the envoy of the Xiaomang Protoss, the grandson of Fengshang, Feng Wuji.

.............

In the vast green mountains, the dragon snakes forward, Zhong Yue stands on the dragon's head, his robes are stained with blood, looking at the mountains in the distance, quietly watching his Jun Sixie.

The East Wilderness is thousands of miles away.

Fighting for thousands of miles, his injuries were not minor, his bones were broken, and his internal organs were injured.

However, the benefits brought by fighting for thousands of miles are not small.

The young boy who used to be the Zhongshan clan now has the temperament of a strong man.

After a long time, it was determined that Jun Sixie could no longer be seen, so Zhong Yue sat down on the head of the dragon, and grinned: "The injury is too serious, and you must carry more holy medicine for healing in the future, otherwise, you will not be killed by the enemy and will be seriously injured. And to die, isn't it a big bad thing?"

"Tsk tsk, so embarrassing."

Xinhuo shook his head and said, "Your cultivation is still not good enough. If you change to pure-blooded Fuxi, you won't even be injured in this small battle."

However, having said that, he was also a little surprised.

Although this Zhongshan clan's youth has mixed blood, his perseverance is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Give him some appreciation.

"Fuxi is the royal family of the Protoss, I'm just a human, how can I compare?"

Zhong Yue was very open, smiled, and said.

After fighting for thousands of miles, Zhong Yue's mood also increased, and he was no longer moved by the blow of Xin Huo.

Born as a human being, he is not as powerful as the pure-blooded Fuxi, could he not live?

"Hey, isn't there a pure-blooded Fuxi in this world?"

Xinhuo sat cross-legged on the wick, slightly melancholy.

He followed Zhong Yue through the great wasteland and went deep into the Eastern Desolate Demon Clan. He had seen few human races, but, not to mention pure-blooded Fuxi, few had stronger bloodline than Zhong Yue's.

Fuxi seemed to have completely disappeared.

You know, this planet is the ancestral star of Fuxi!

There is no pure-blooded Fuxi even above Zuxing, can there be any other places?

"The world is so big, there may not be a pure-blooded Fuxi! Xinhuo, don't worry, I will definitely find a pure-blooded Fuxi for you!"

Zhong Yue comforted him.

"I hope so."

Xinhuo sighed, stunned.

Zhong Yue also stopped talking, walked cross-legged, and began to heal.

There are still more than ten days away from Jianmen, which is enough for him to heal.

huh~

After a long time, Xinhuo suddenly jumped up: "If there is no pure-blooded Fuxi in this world, we can create one!"

"Zhong Xiaozi! Your cultivation has improved, and your bloodline has become purer. If you give birth to offspring, his bloodline will definitely be stronger than yours!"

Xiao Huo Miao suddenly realized something, and said excitedly: "Since this way, if you give birth to a few more, it may not be possible to have a pure-blooded Fuxi!"

Regardless of whether it is a **** clan or a demon clan, among the descendants of mixed blood, there will still be a sudden return to the ancestors.

As a royal family among the Protoss, there is no reason why Fuxi can't have atavism.

This thought made Xin Huo very excited.

"........"

Zhong Yue was immediately speechless.

I couldn't help but feel a little sadness in my heart, but Xin Huo still didn't look down on him.

"That heifer named Jun Sixie is not bad! The blood is not worse than yours. The two of you may be able to give birth to a pure-blooded Fuxi......"

"That Qiu'er's heifer is not bad either!"

"Also, also! That heifer named Shui Qingyan is also extraordinary to be able to resist the mother horoscope~www.wuxiaspot.com~!"

Along the way, Xin Huo was full of energy and talked to Zhong Yue ramble.

"........"

Zhong Yue was very speechless, wishing he could close the mouth of this little flame.

In this way, in the ramble of the fire, more than ten days passed in a flash, and Zhong Yue finally returned to the sword gate.

"Juli Tianzhou visualization map!"

"Wanqing Tianzhou visualization map!"

"Fighting Tianzhou visualization map!"

"Daoyan Tianzhou visualization map!"

As soon as he returned to Jianmen, Zhong Yue was quite shocked, because the old sect master who had not appeared for many years suddenly gave an order.

Let all the disciples of the Sword Sect convert to the visualization pictures issued by them!