Chapter 67
Zhulong was panicked and felt a little nervous. What should I do? Zhulong swallowed Bai Ze’s Taoist fruit and his aura was much higher, but if there was any immediate change, there was no such thing as this.
No matter how much blood is used, it is simply a delusion to fight Fuxi now.
With a "click", the blood and bones of Zhulong were broken. His huge body, which was like mountains and seas, was as fragile as paper in front of Fuxi.
Blood fell into the river, and a surging wave of blood was set off. In the tide, it was like a row of drainage walls coming one after another. The light shone, shaking the heavens. The broken blood mist gathered in a wisp, and reborn in the surging black tide, revealing the candle dragon's magic body.
Zhulong's face showed a look of fear. Good guy, Fuxi received many bonuses at this time, just like Pangu in front of him, while Zhulong himself was much weaker.
One has increased and the other has deteriorated. Facing Fuxi, his strength is not enough. Fortunately, his life-saving skills are full, and Zhulong will not lose his life.
However, the qi and blood of the body are weakened a lot, and the qi and blood are deficient. Zhulong looks like he is strong on the outside and dry on the inside.
A fragment of the main god appeared silently, and the brilliant divine light shook. It seemed to become the root of heaven and earth. A series of green torrents gathered, and the ancient times were destroyed in the dark. The two parts of the Tao fruit that were born into the fragment of the main god fell into the fragment of the main god and partly occupied by Fuxi.
Fuxi raised his eyebrows and stared at the main god fragment. He was surprised. The main god fragment was originally under Fuxi's control, but later, changes occurred one after another and it was a bit strange to leave Fuxi's control.
"The vitality is really tenacious."
Zhulong received the help of the main god fragment, and the qi and blood that had been destroyed recovered most of the time, a trace of light flowed down, and then brought about a huge wave of water, sweeping all over the world.
Fuxi's thoughts changed the past and present, and saw the sky and earth shaking and the rain of light. A magic axe was like lightning, flattening the heavens. The infinite sharpness was like a dragon roaring in the sky, and the vast thunder exploded, shattering even though it was shattered.
Holding an axe in your hand, Fuxi's energy was raised again and vaguely crossed to another level of heaven and earth.
In the lower reaches of the long river of time, the axe was used to open the sky, destroy many innate gods and demons, and scatter water and fire in the chaos, interpreting the prehistoric Pangu, and his body turned into light and dissipated.
Then the vast power fell on Fuxi, and the Taoist light roared like fog rising. In an instant, axe was slashed down. The vast and unpredictable axe light moved slowly, refining the mysterious yellow of heaven and earth, and transforming into the most brilliant blow. On the magic axe, strange patterns appeared. It was Tao in the world, achieving miracles that have not been seen in ancient and modern times.
Zhulong's expression changed rapidly, and a violent throbbing surged in his heart, uneasy, and he was very uneasy, and he would die.
From the foot of Zhulong, an endless black wave emerged, like a thunderous thunder, rolling the Taoist fruit of the Three Pure Ones in the light of the water.
Bai Ze was at the end of his strength at this time and could not pose any threat to Zhulong. Before this, Sanqing felt the crisis, but he could not escape.
I had expected that at this time, I lost the Taoist fruit and the three purities turned into three green lights. The green light was kneaded into one, interpreting the origin and death, and the light was burning, as if it turned into a heavenly sword.
The sky sword slashed into the sky, but Zhulong didn't care about the three Qings' methods at all.
In a blink of an eye, the Taoist fruit wrapped in Zhulong exploded, and the green light was filled with mist, like water splashing out, and the candle dragon was as stupid as a wooden chicken.
This caught Zhulong off guard. Unexpectedly, the Sanqing, which was not taken seriously, brought trouble to Zhulong.
Zhulong was shocked. Sure enough, even if his strength is much stronger than the Three Qings, such a person should never be underestimated.
"Three Pure Ones, hehe, is worthy of being expected to prove Pangu."
Zhulong was in a heavy mood, "That person standing above the top, even if the times change, the other party just evolved from this prehistoric world. It was false, but it also had a lot of magic. Can I be covered in blood?"
The Three Pure Land did not get good either. This was a move of burning both jade and stone. It was difficult to find a way out for life in the Three Pure Land, and it was a decisive blow.
These changes actually happened in a short period of time.
Nuwa was stunned and became a crooked goddess. She looked at Zhulong foolishly, and saw her brother showing great power. She seemed to be standing in chaos and turned into the supreme Pangu, wielding the magical axe, killing the world.
Zhulong was defeated and could not avoid it. The magic axe was smashed down, his body exploded, and his blood and bones shattered everywhere.
It is not so easy to recover. I saw the blood and bones withering, and the pieces blooming like blood flowers. The scarlet halo on it flowed, crystal clear, flawless and filthy, and the halos were continuous. They wanted to meet together, but were blocked by a great force and it was difficult to achieve something.
Obviously, when Fuxi's strength is raised to Pangu's realm and swings his magic axe, he is destined to be invincible in this world.
Looking at the past and present, I will defeat thousands of ways. Who can compete with me?
The long river of time is shaken, the long river is whip, held in the palm of the finger, and then penetrates through the eternal period. The blood and bones transformed by the candle dragon turn into ashes, and are washed away, and the crystal fog will be destroyed directly.
Among them, there was the shrill roar of the candle dragon, and the fragments of the main god floated and rose in the long blood light, the light was dark, and they were also hit a lot.
Zhulong felt a little lost. He was defeated. He was so straightforward. He planned and planned hard, but he couldn't see any chance of winning in the end?
It’s not that he can’t accept the failure, but Zhulong found that he was as ridiculous as a reptile calculating Canglong. Maybe what he did at the beginning was the result of Fuxi following the flow.
Is all these changes natural, or is it different from what Zhulong imagined from the source?
"A dream of interpreting the prehistoric world is my wish, and perhaps Fuxi's wish."
Zhulong looked at Fuxi and said to himself, "I want to occupy the other party's position, but the other party may not be thinking about occupying the magpie's nest."
There has never been a moment when Zhulong is sober now, facing the disaster of life and death, he has figured out many problems.
I was not unaware of some inappropriateness in the past, but I was blinded by the immediate interests.
Zhulong has no way out. There is a kind of force pushing Zhulong forward continuously, and even in this cycle of reincarnation in the world, all the results are determined.
"Ha, in the final analysis, this world is a chess game between you and me. I lost, but did you win? This may not be the case."
Zhulong's words came slowly, "I did have some miscalculations, but I didn't fail to be able to burn both jade and stone. You integrate many forces and finally reach the realm of Pangu. But if you fall from Pangu's realm, and then the world loses Pangu, how can you continue to reincarnate and cause and effect? It is my honor to be destroyed with me and be silent after death."
Fuxi laughed and said, Zhulong's words were ridiculous. Can Pangu be dismissed? But a sudden sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart, his whole body was cold, and an indescribable ominousness surged in.
Chapter completed!