"No, if the time round is so powerful, I don't have to fight."

Fuxi said to himself, "There must be something I don't know about. Even the time wheel is mysterious in nature, it seems to be much weaker. It is the same as my current state, so I won't be able to fight back."

"Not to mention, I am in harmony with Tao, and there are incredible changes. I am now going further and my chances of winning are not small."

Fuxi was not timid because of this. He could not beat him, so he needed to beat him before he could find out.

The divine light shook, and the jade hand waved out. The entire river of time was pulled in by Fuxi, like a long whip, striking the mountains and seas from afar, carrying a magnificent power that shakes the heaven, earth, time and space.

With a "click", Fuxi's jade palm slashed on the wheel of time, as if it had a vast blow that penetrated the vast ancient history, causing various halos to spread out like a tide.

Time flew backwards, and the light of the candle dragon's body splashed, and all kinds of great powers blessed the time wheel, fighting fiercely with each other, but they saw that the strange phenomenon that had appeared in this place seemed to turn into blue smoke and slowly dissipated.

In the strange phenomenon, the broken little tripod was gone, and the bird heads left by Kunpeng were also missing. The uprooted sycamore tree turned into a raging fire, like the bright light of the divine light, the long rainbow hanging in the sky, escaping from its figure, dissipating without a trace.

That was an amazing change. If it was just a variety of changes in the vision, it was nothing.

But the false vision is shaking reality. The broken little tripod penetrates the virtual reality and suddenly falls into the world. On the body of the tripod, you can see the sacred blood, the size of your thumb, crystal clear and dazzling. It exudes ancient vicissitudes of life, as if it spans the eternal age. It spans the incredible time and space scale and shines brightly in the world.

While Fuxi was frightened, Zhulong also felt uneasy. What was the source of the strange phenomenon?

Zhulong's thoughts were changing, and even the idea of ​​competing with Fuxi seemed to be about to dissipate.

"Strike profits on the horns of a snail?"

Zhulong murmured to himself, "In the eyes of the characters waiting for them, what we do is probably a joke."

Zhulong actually felt a little self-pitying, "Looking at the vision, a slight change can affect the world. Then, isn't the so-called victory or defeat in the mind of others? It's just a marionette, which seems ridiculous."

Fuxi did not take action anymore, but just pondered for a little while before continuing, "Without a calculation behind it, wouldn't that be better? If you don't even have the qualifications to be a chess piece, it means that you and I are just scraps and have insufficient value."

Fuxi was not disgusted with becoming a chess piece. He was really seen by the big guys, and the hope of the ant turning into a dragon would be three more.

As for wanting freedom and being uncontrollable, after you get your strength, you will naturally have more room for operation.

"You and I want to decide the winner, why not wait for the future? Now you and I will unite to find out the bottom line and see what the so-called truth behind the vision?"

Zhulong's words were filled with the intention of slashing gold, "Ha, if you know too much, you will naturally die easily, but you know nothing. Even if you die, you may be a fool."

"If the vision involves too high a level and you and I are all chess pieces, then I think it's a bit valuable and won't let you and me get out early. If this is just your and my imagination, then digging out the truth behind the vision, digging out a big hole, it's nothing."

Fuxi looked at him slightly, Zhulong's thought surprised Fuxi.

According to Fuxi's original intention, he would probably take a chance first and wait until his strength comes forward and he has confidence in his heart before he takes action. However, Fuxi is not uninterested in the strange phenomenon.

You should know that Zhulong may not know some things, but in that dream, the time cycle will always be frozen on the same day, and Fuxi often sees the so-called strange phenomena.

However, it was a scenery that only Fuxi could enjoy. When he saw the strange phenomenon again, Fuxi did not show any expression on the surface, but in fact he was shocked.

But some things should not be studied in depth, but this is a rare opportunity.

Fuxi was silent, and Zhulong chuckled and said, "There is a broken cauldron in that vision. The person who is close to you has a lot of origin. Just imagine, would the other party be robbed? That vision reflects a corner of the future?"

Zhulong carefully pondered the strange phenomenon and found that it was not impossible to think about it from another perspective.

The corpse in the vision opened its eyes and made people creepy.

But if the corpse was not the so-called incarnation of Emperor Taihao, but the future body of the fake in front of him, it seems reasonable.

As for the tragic battlefield and the sacred bloodshed, it is not uncommon. After all, it is only a tributary of the long river for a period of time. It is normal for the enemy you will face in the future to die halfway.

However, because of the confrontation between us, a corner of the future has been reflected in the present world, thus reversing the past and the future, and there is a possibility of rewriting. Although such a miracle is rare, it is not unique.

Fuxi stared at the broken small tripod and looked carefully. The small tripod turned into light and fell to Nuwa with a "swoosh".

At this moment, Nuwa's innate spiritual light had a transcendent aura. The Taoist rhyme flowed down, as if it had crossed the long time in an instant, moving its roots and feet forward, traced back to the eternal past, touching the vast vast ancient history.

With a "roar", a long thunder rolled down. It was noisy and endless waves, driving the innate spiritual light to evolve, and then the halo fell, evolving into a body of Dharma. Nuwa stepped on the waves, staring at the broken cauldron, and then glanced at the intact cauldron on her hand.

These two are of the same origin, and Nuwa's feelings are deeper.

"Can one innate spiritual treasure be buried in the soil and one can grow another in millions of years?"

Nuwa held up the broken small tripod. In the small tripod, the head of the Kunpeng bird that was originally cooked disappeared, but there was a drop of essence and blood. It was attached to the wall of the tripod, and the blood was filled with mist, as if it turned into crystal mist, scarlet red.

At first glance, there is magical brilliance and endless power, like the supreme sacred sacred body of a human head and snake. It is separated by thousands of years, crosses time, and truly stands in the present.

Nuwa was surprised and looked directly at each other, and saw the vast blood essence turning into a long river of excitement and falling into a whole body.

It was like thunder rolling in the sky, with billions of lights and rains intersecting, forming a mountain and sea, with mountains and seas serving as a cauldron, cooking a supreme creation. Nuwa was in it, and the body of Dharma images and Taoism was shining, with all the great ways, which turned into substances, like pillars of heaven, standing on the long sky.

Fuxi was shocked and no longer confronted Zhulong. He stepped out and landed in front of Nuwa, and carefully checked the changes in Nuwa's body.
Chapter completed!