The girl in black with white hair shawl lay quietly in the jade coffin that contained almost liquid spiritual power. Her eyes were tightly closed and her face was strangely pale. Compared with the one Wei Yuan was familiar with, her facial features were too ordinary.
pale.
The creation corresponding to the world of turbid air?!
An existence like turbid air subduing righteousness?
Wei Yuan made a subconscious judgment.
Then he almost immediately refuted his idea, because this girl looked exactly like Emperor Wa, and whether it was the reckless young man who corresponded to the cause and effect, or the middle-aged man with graying temples, elegant appearance, and evil temperament,
They look completely different from Wei Yuan and Fu Xi.
Everyone is just similar on the road.
But the girl in black in front of her was just like Emperor Wa.
"what's the situation……"
Wei Yuan looked at Fuxi next to him, with a sense of vigilance in his eyes, and said: "Fuxi, don't be confused at this time..." The blue-shirted god looked solemn and said slowly: "This... is not the creation of turbid air.
Born, because of the birth principle of turbid air, gods and demons."
"It is difficult for Awa's path to produce a corresponding existence there."
"Because she is the source of creation of pure Qi and living beings."
"In troubled times, there is no [human race]."
"Theoretically, Ah Wa is the least likely to have the opposite side of turbidity." "There is a problem."
Fuxi raised his eyes, and countless heavenly secrets and qi, innate gossip, circulated erratically behind his back, causing the entire thirty-sixth heaven system to begin to tremble violently. It seemed that it could not bear the power of such deductions, as if the entire heaven was shaken.
It will collapse into powder in an instant.
Wei Yuan pointed out one point at the same time, for the blessing of cause and effect.
Extract all the causes and effects of [collapse], [failure], [covered], and [truth hidden]. In theory, according to the method of the guy in troubled times, these causes and effects should be reversed at this moment, which can increase the success of Fuxi's calculation.
Probability, and it is the blessing of the top ten peak levels.
The white-haired Taoist was silent for a moment.
I feel that I have to calculate countless possibilities, and try to reverse these possibilities, while maintaining their rationality, so as not to cause problems and paradoxes in the reverse cause and effect, leading to a bad scenario where the original goal cannot be achieved.
Compiling cause and effect is really a technical job.
The Taoist sighed.
‘Hold’ the line of cause and effect with both hands.
Pull it down sharply.
At the same time, he suddenly raised his knees.
Let the causal threads be directly hit by your own knees, snapping the batch of causal threads like breaking noodles, smashing them into pieces, without changing his expression, and throwing them with both hands.
Go away!
Cut off Three Thousand Causes and Effects·Physical Version!
He directly crushed and exploded all the cause and effects that interfered with Fuxi's calculations, causing a terrifying cause and effect storm to rise above the thirty-sixth sky. The Taoist thought thoughtfully and found that he could fight by detonating the cause and effect...
Without interference, Fuxi was able to erase the influence exerted on this part of the heavenly secret.
I ‘saw’ further scenes.
The sky is dark and dim.
These are troubled times.
It's just that the current troubled times are not as miserable as when Di Jun took the initiative to kill. Cracks appeared one after another, but at the same time, the foundations of countless powerful people from the Qing Dynasty were absorbed and swallowed up in the troubled times.
Let the wholeness of troubled times become more powerful.
A ray of blue light swept across the sky.
What appeared was Fuxi in a blue shirt, holding a sword in one hand and holding a newly bloomed lotus in the other. He took a few steps forward, and the blood-stained sword shattered and disappeared. He raised his head,
He said calmly: "...Oh, Xuanyuan is dead, and his heritage has also come to the troubled times and been absorbed by Tuna."
"In such a situation, Gonggong's human body will also die, and his heritage will also be absorbed by Tuna. I will find a way later, relying on this link, to forcibly absorb part of the power of the top ten water gods."
The man in green shirt seems to be communicating with someone, but this trace of cause and effect cannot be pried forward.
He smiled a few times and said: "...It doesn't matter, [Houtu], and...
"Chaos is indeed powerful, but..."
"Have your own arrangements."
The sound was intermittent and unclear.
The man in green shirt finally turned into a gray-haired man with an elegant face. He held the lotus of creation in his right hand and said lightly: "The method of creation is unique to Emperor Wa. It is true, but from this, we can get out of the world."
The state of purity and turbidity is for our use."
With a flick of his fingers, in the void, the blood left by the blood-stained sword and the broken part of Emperor Wa's own soul were used.
The blood of the limbs.
Heartbroken.
Brow blood.
Based on the core, and then catalyzed by the power of the Lotus of Creation in his hand, he actually created an [Emperor Wa] in this troubled world. It seemed that he was born in the troubled times. The Emperor Wa who appeared was dressed in black.
Her long hair was like white frost under the moonlight, cold and indifferent, with a feeling of alienation.
"...That's all. Apart from the fact that it comes from the troubled times, there is nothing different about it."
"The same bloodline, the same soul foundation, the same... power of creation."
A smile appeared on the elegant man's lips.
Then he cut his own wrist and tried to inject his true spirit and blood into the newly created [Wa Huang], trying to make it rely enough on him, and then inject the power of creation into it with a smile.
Said: "I am your brother, your last support..."
"You will be my sharp sword."
"It will serve as my weapon."
"Exist as my wife."
"Then, the reverse interference affects the Emperor Wa, causing her who has lost her memory to recall [the memory here] and become [my] wife, and then the pure and the dark merge into one."
In the realm of Taiqing.
The veins on Fuxi's forehead protruded.
Evil energy flows.
"I'm going to kill him!"
"Kill him, kill him, kill him!!!"
Fuxi's body was filled with real murderous intent, and the same was true for Wei Yuan, who understood Fuxi's goals and plans. In the end, her goal was probably to bring herself into a state of pure and turbidity, to create a world of pure and turbidity.
[Emperor Wa], who is one and has no memory, even tries to make Emperor Wa his cauldron.
In the picture, the elegant man's expression gradually solidified, and he gradually realized that something was wrong.
[Emperor Wa], whose eyes were tightly closed, did not have the strength to accept it.
The blood fell down layer by layer but separated naturally, falling into the earth. It combined with the turbid air and turned into evil monsters. It turned into a walking snake demon. The girl with white hair and black clothes opened her eyes and looked at what was in front of her.
The man said: "You are not my brother..."
"Brother."
The turbid Qi Fuxi remained silent and pointed, causing the girl's true spirit to fall into a deep sleep.
Then he looked at the Lotus of Creation in his hand and said calmly: "...It's because there is still power involved here, and there is also the brand of Emperor Wa, so there is no way to succeed... Very good, then wait until I get this thing."
The spiritual essence is completely exhausted, turning you into a puppet, come again."
He turned around and went out.
The jade essence appeared behind him, sealing the turbid Qi-based [Wa Huang] inside.
Afterwards, the cause and effect became weaker and weaker, and there was a scene where the turbid Qi Fuxi went out walking, constantly challenging and trying to consume the power of the [Lotus of Creation], and even relied on this thing to fight against the Emperor of Heaven in the age of pure Qi.
This thing awakens a god and demon to throw himself into the heavens and the world.
Then... he was sniped by the Lord of Guixu in reverse, and was encountered by the subordinates of the Lord of Guixu.
As one of the three major forces in the Qingqi World.
The Lord of Guixu was in charge of all the heavens and worlds, so he had to bear such an important responsibility. He had to fight with Zhuo Qi Fuxi because the latter's plan made him unlucky in the first place. The white-haired Taoist saw a picture
In this picture, we even saw Fuxi, the turbid spirit, being intercepted by the Lord of Guixu in a small world.
"Huh? Can that guy beat me now...?"
The white-haired Taoist was shocked to see the Lord of Guixu fighting with the turbid spirit god and demon.
See the former trapped.
Then I saw Zhuoqi Fuxi looking cold.
In the end, the white-haired Taoist looked dull. He saw the reincarnation of the Lord of the Ruins, the young man, with a silent expression. He suddenly raised his hand and supported the small world of heaven and earth with his right hand. His expression was vast and distant, and he looked extremely familiar.
The corners of Wei Yuan's mouth twitched...
No, this won't be the case.
Shouldn't, shouldn't.
The Lord of Guixu's expression was slightly restrained, and then he turned his fingers.
Support the sky and the earth, and then.
Earthshaking!
It was heavily bombarded and fell in front.
By annihilating a small world, or even multiple small worlds.
Blocking up the turbid air and fuyi.
The white-haired Taoist's eyes were dull.
The blue-shirted god looked strange. He looked at the Tianji screen and then at Wei Yuan. "Your disciple?"
"No, my enemy."
"Been recruited secretly?"
The white-haired Taoist was silent. The man in green shirt patted his shoulder and said, "What is this move called?"
Wei Yuan opened his mouth: "Buzhou Mountain God's Big Pussy Bag 2.0."
In the picture, the Lord of Guixu has a confused tone and a domineering expression:
"If you retreat under the attack of these three gods that shatter the sky and shatter the earth, you will get what you want."
Wei Yuan: “…………”
Fu Yi reached out and patted Wei Yuan's shoulder and sighed.
He didn't say anything, yet he seemed to have said everything.
Then he carefully handed the Lotus of Creation to Wei Yuan and said: "... Let's leave that guy alone for now. If you return this thing to A'wa, it should be able to break her current situation and restore some of her strength and heritage.
…”
Wei Yuan nodded.
After thinking for a while, he looked at Fuxi in front of him. With a flip of his wrist, the Dao Fruit of turbid causality emerged, exuding chaotic, inverted, overlapping and other violent causal auras. Wei Yuan said: "There is one more question.
"
"How can I completely integrate this thing into my body?"
"Di Jun said that this way you can get out of the Tao body where purity and turbidity merge into one."
At the same time, at the foot of Buzhou Mountain.
The Han sword in Huo Qubing's hand stabbed the enemy who was hiding and pretending to be dead with a click.
The surrounding North Sea elites began to harvest the spoils here.
Su Di held on to the wall and retched for a while. He raised his head and saw the cornerstone of the teleportation array over there. He saw Huo Qubing standing there seemingly holding his sword, and said, "What are you going to do?"
"This thing is not easy to do."
Huo Qubing was deep in thought, the Han sword in his hand pierced directly into the bottom of the formation with a click, and said:
"According to my uncle's theory, everything that can be taken away should be taken away."
"Leave not a horse nor a cow for the enemy."
"If you feed war with war, you will be able to fight."
"If you can't take the words away, they will be destroyed...·"
The young man was in a daze, recalling that the sacred tree behind the Huns' golden tent was cut down by him in this way. He shook his head, without thinking much, and simply chopped the teleportation formation into pieces with a single sword strike, and then picked out the trophies.
Picking through it, he leaned over and took out a bracelet.
It is a pretty good magic weapon, with more than thirteen types of spells attached to it.
The most important thing is that it looks good.
"I want this."
Huo Qubing stuffed the things into his arms, noticed Su Di's gaze, and explained confidently:
"I broke the bracelet I gave her. If I don't compensate her, she will most likely be angry. A military strategist must know how to seek good luck and avoid disaster, avoid unnecessary fights, and achieve goals without war. This is the highest priority of a military strategist.
, it is already a bad idea to break the city in battle."
He was pointing to the bracelet that had become dim and lost its divine light when the seal was broken.
Su Di asked strangely: "Are you afraid of her?"
The young general's body froze.
His expression remained unchanged as he said, "Afraid, what do you mean by fear?"
"A manly man, how can you say you are afraid of military matters?"
"This, this is called [attacking with troops and planning]! The second step is to attack friends; the second is to attack the city with troops!"
Emperor Sud stroked his chin and asked doubtfully: "But I remember that you don't follow the art of war and look down on ancient military books?"
"Your records are recorded in history, and they are very clear."
He has read Wei Yuan's surface memory, so he knows.
The young man's expression froze.
It seemed that he became angry from embarrassment, and then he suddenly drew his sword, with a stern look on his face, turned around and shouted: "Who, come out!"
Almost before he finished speaking, he took action. The long sword thrust out violently, carrying a majestic force. The sword energy was like a rainbow, but it was caught by two fingers. The turbulent wind, or the flow of the air itself, made his body lose weight.
He lost control, his pupils shrank, and he saw the existence in front of him. He was dressed in a fierce red outfit, with black cuffs and a black waistband. He wore a mask and his black hair was tied into a high ponytail.
One hand held the horizontal sword, and the other hand lightly clamped the edge of Huo Qubing's sword.
The temperament is cold and indifferent.
Knocking with his fingers, the sword shattered.
The next moment, the war knife slashed down with majestic force, almost killing the young general directly, but it stopped in front of the eyebrows without pressing down. One hand held the handle of the knife, and the other hand pressed across the wrist.
It's a military formation or an ancient six-door style of move, but it's rare to have such power. His voice is cold:
"It seems that you don't work hard in daily practice. It's good to have unparalleled talents, but it's also easy to slack off. When practicing, you're always a little bit behind. It's a matter of life and death at this moment."
"Didn't your uncle teach you?"
"You, you are..."
The girl wearing a mask, with a heroic and cold temperament, a golden ring to tie her hair, and a red dress with a long sword answered calmly:
"Walking back to the ruins, double jade."
In order to deal with the Lord of Guixu, I came here to catch a fish.
She was about to leave, but suddenly she felt entangled in the aura. She lowered her eyes and saw the person with the entangled aura, and saw the girl in white sitting on the stone.