Hua Yunfei had a dream, dreaming of his previous life, the Six Paths of Reincarnation Immortal King nodded to him through the eternal time and space, dreaming of his dark future, with despair and regret, falling into the abyss of hell unwillingly.

All kinds of thoughts were disturbed and attacking him. In addition, there were waves of wailing sounds echoing in his ears.

Who is moaning? Hua Yunfei couldn't help but have such a question arose in his heart.

He suddenly opened his slightly closed eyes and sat up from his back.

As you see, it is still at the end of the Chaos Ancient Cave. The colorful stone stands quietly in front of you as before, resisting the surging Chaos Sea.

Not far below, a broken dragon monument was inserted obliquely on the earth, accompanying the colorful stones.

Looking at this familiar scene, Hua Yunfei felt a little ache, as if a red soldering iron was stirring in it.

At this time, he was in a state of soul, and the pain was so clear and profound, even more so than the pain above the body.

"How is it? Have evil thoughts been killed?"

He whispered to himself, holding back the headache that was about to explode and looking at his soul.

In the deepest part, there is a small tree of fairy fire quietly dormant, silent, only runes burning, birth and death.

As always, he did not change anything, but the evil thoughts of the Immortal Emperor in the colorful stones no longer appeared.

Hua Yunfei knew the result of this battle, and the evil thoughts of the Immortal Emperor of Corpse should be killed.

"He is just temporarily dying. The Immortal Emperor's evil thoughts are only able to completely kill them."

Suddenly, a voice sounded from Hua Yunfei's heart, and it turned out to be the quasi-immortal Emperor of Fire.

Hua Yunfei's heart was a little shocked. This was a quasi-immortal emperor, who was stationed in his future fountain.

"senior……"

He was about to say something, but was interrupted by the words of the quasi-immortal Emperor of Fire.

"Don't ask anything, and go unwaveringly on the right path you think I will continue to burn the dark will, but other aspects will not help you.

Even if you die in the battle one day, I will only watch quietly.

The years ahead are cruel. What you need is the strongest genius who can grow up in the most difficult environment. If you can't become the strongest, you will become a piece of loess."

When Hua Yunfei heard this, he was sweating profusely. What a cruel situation? If he doesn’t become the strongest, he will become loess?

"My younger brother understand."

"I have wiped out the traces of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor for you. I hope you can hit them one day." This is the last words of the Flame Quasi-Immortal Emperor.

Although he has the possibility of becoming an immortal emperor, he needs endless years to train. It is not certain whether he can finally jump to the top.

After the words fell, he became silent, as if he had sealed himself up. Hua Yunfei could feel that he had returned to his previous state.

This is somewhat similar to the ruthless emperor. The Taoist fruit is stripped out alone, either grinding or transforming.

Hua Yunfei sighed softly and everything was over.

“Woo…”

The guqin was trembling, and it could not stop crying and crying blood. If it had a human body, it would have already shed tears.

Hua Yunfei was with it, and at this moment, he could sense its emotions.

He gently stroked the piano body, feeling a little reluctant. In the early years of traveling through time, it was it that had been by his side and had already been in touch with him.

If it weren't for the breath of Emperor Fuxi that awakened its past true spirit, Hua Yunfei would have been its only recognized master.

The piano body trembled slightly, as if telling Hua Yunfei the ancient past.

"Oh... go, that's your real master."

He let go, waved a light of inspiration to wrap the guqin and flew towards the broken dragon monument.

On the ancient stele, the dragon is tangled and flickering, simple and grand, giving people a feeling higher than Tianyue. It is marked with various hexagrams, which are endlessly magical.

Since the five-colored Taoist stones and the Fuxi Dragon Monument both infect the blood of the descendants of the Wilderness, they are the only two spared ancestral weapons and have not been swallowed by the evil thoughts of the Immortal Emperor of the Corpse.

The guqin came to the sky above the dragon monument and whineeded endlessly. A ray of light hangs down, recreating the old scenery of the past.

A figure in white appeared, ordinary, but also gave people a sense of heroic posture.

He sat cross-legged under the ancient sycamore tree, playing his fingers together, playing a beautiful and mysterious music.

This is the scene when Emperor Fuxi played the guqin and entered the charred hole.

"Buzz!"

The Fuxi seal on the colorful stone suddenly shines. The next moment, fragments of time flew, and the hexagrams were everywhere in the sky. A huge Bagua descended, telling the ultimate of the formation.

A majestic figure walked out of it, made up of endless light and rain, which was blurry and vague and invisible.

At the same time, a huge pressure came, suppressing the turmoil and shining forever.

He stood there like an inaccessible peak, looking down at all living beings.

This is the Great Emperor Fuxi, who was reborn from the Lingbao Heavenly Lord of the Mythical Age with shocking means.

His combat power can be overwhelming for a lifetime, he ruled the nine heavens and ten earths, and rose and fell in all directions, and was called the emperor in the universe. When he was alive, all the supreme people in the forbidden area dared not emerge, and could only stay dormant.

"Who is the peak at the end of the immortal road? When you see the beginningless path, you will become empty."

This is a poem written by later generations to describe the great emperor who stunned the past and present, and it is very appropriate to describe it.

He was the most powerful emperor in ancient times. No matter what obstacles there were, he would push them all over the way, and he was so powerful that he was a mess.

Emperor Fuxi and Emperor Wushi are the same kind of cruel people, both of whom are incredibly powerful and have their merits and achievements.

More than 900,000 years ago, the forbidden zone where Emperor Fuxi and Nuwa were located was blocked in the depths of the ancient Chaos Cave, fighting bloody battles in the Eight Desolates, using flesh and blood to seal the universe, and protecting the peace of all beings for the ages.

At this moment, Emperor Fuxi was wearing white clothes and stood in front of the dragon stele and guqin, allowing the stars to disappear and the sea to become dust, he remained unchanged.

The figure of Emperor Fuxi made up of light rain reached out to touch the guqin, and his thoughts seemed to have returned to the distant ancient times.

On that day, the wind was sunny, under the paulownia tree, he looked at each other with his graceful confidante, and the piano was roaring.

Unfortunately, the shocking change happened too suddenly, and when it was still in the future, everything had disappeared.

"Ding ding dong dong!"

Ten fingers plucked the strings and played an ancient and desolate music. This man was gone, and even he himself disappeared, leaving only a little obsession.

"brush!"

A deep gaze seemed to have spanned the ages, passed down to this life, and penetrated into the depths of Hua Yunfei's heart.

Through the guqin, he learned about the young man in blue in front of him.

In order to get rid of the shackles of fate and reverse the future, a young man started from his body, went through hardships and obstacles, and remained unyielding in all battles, and got to this day step by step.

From Hua Yunfei, he seemed to see his former self.

The same is not surrendering to fate, the same is stubborn, and the same is facing difficulties.

There are too many such people, they are all pretentious geniuses who gather together with ambitions to the sky, experience the most tragic battles, and then the strongest ones will rule an era.

Only one person has truly succeeded.

This is like one cycle after another, burying everything.

Emperor Fuxi's eyes were deep. The reason why he still had obsession was that he could not let go of the battle for that lifetime and was eager to return to the immortal road and fight the world again.

"I have a regret that I have not seen the path of immortality."

He shook his head and sighed, if the road to becoming an immortal begins, with his combat power, how could he not enter the immortal realm?

He stroked the strings of the piano, but his eyes looked into the distance, as if he was looking at the heroic and brilliant road to becoming an immortal from afar.

It took him a long time to come to his senses.

No other emotions were revealed. Emperor Fuxi stretched out his hand and a ray of spiritual light flew out and rushed into Hua Yunfei's soul.

After all this, he began to disintegrate, turning into pieces of light and rain and ascend to the upwards.

Together, there is the psychic guqin. It passed away with its master. In the feathered fairy light, ding ding dong dong and clear springs flow.

A peerless emperor who was shocked by the past and the present and had become a master of the immortals of the world completely disappeared and was destroyed in the long river of history, and was nowhere to be seen in the vast world.

Hua Yunfei felt sad in his heart. This was a true hero who used his emperor's power to destroy ghosts and monsters and protects the peace of the world with his emperor's body.

The light of spirit came to his soul and then dispersed.

The entire process of the shocking sudden change more than 900,000 years ago was completely presented to Hua Yunfei.

At that time, the earth was magnificent, with all things growing, thriving, abundant spiritual power, and the way of heaven was everywhere, and it was a holy place for practice.

Emperor Fuxi, who was proficient in formations, set up one imperial formation after another to protect this hard-earned prosperity.

However, one day, the sky collapsed and the dark army arrived, destroying and polluting everything they saw.

Emperor Fuxi, Nuwa, the forbidden area tribe, and the earthly heroes, angrily fought against the darkness.

The Great Sage buried his corpse and the Quasi-Emperor were also destroyed. The battle was particularly tragic, and they were all divided by fate.

Emperor Fuxi shocked the past and present, and led the alternative enlightened people to the depths of the broken virtual god world, finding the source of the influx of darkness.

It was a huge ancient cave connected to the Sea of ​​Chaos, and countless unheard dark creatures rushed in from there and raged and killed.
To be continued...