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Chapter 2240 Xihuang, prestige

The fire was so intense that Chen Tianyang was forcibly retreating.

That's not all. After forcing Chen Tianyang to retreat, this fire did not seem to stop. The flames rolled and quickly rolled towards Chen Tianyang.

"Fuxi!"

Chen Tianyang screamed, and anger appeared on his face. His natal ancestral artifact, the silver needle, was restraining the Heavenly Dao Monument, which made him unable to let go when he took action.

And this forced Chen Tianyang to retreat, which was also the fire of the Bagua Furnace. Those who held the Bagua Furnace were naturally the one whose soul had just returned, Fuxi and Xihuang.

Fuxi stepped on the shape of the Bagua under his feet. Every step he took would step in a different position of the Bagua, and his body would disappear from the same place and advance for a distance.

With this speed, even left Huangdi and Shennong behind.

Obviously, Fuxi and the others found Ling Zhi earlier than the corpse ancestors.

Fuxi's face was calm and he looked at Chen Tianyang faintly. The Bagua Furnace circled in front of him, and the fire swayed towards Chen Tianyang, forcing Chen Tianyang to a very embarrassed manner.

Chen Tianyang needs to share some of his strength and beware of the Heavenly Dao Monument, so some clones are unable to do anything.

What's more, he is not necessarily Fuxi's opponent.

Especially, the last battle between the Demon Ancestor and Fuxi were fighting with Fuxi, which is something that both the Communist Lord and the Fourth Ancestor of the Upper Realm knew. In the previous conversation with the Beast Ancestor and the Corpse Ancestor, the meaning revealed was that the Demon Ancestor was dead.

But he, Fuxi, returned.

This made Chen Tianyang feel excited.

After Fuxi arrived, after a few breaths, Huangdi Xuanyuan and Shennong came. Seeing their arrival, Chen Tianyang finally gave up on Ling Zhi's idea in front of them, and looked at Ling Zhi unwillingly, with helpless expressions on his face.

He had no reservations anymore. He could not kill Ling Zhi in the ancestral realm with all his might. Who knew that he could not solve Ling Zhi after several consecutive attacks and got Wuya Fruit, which made him very depressed.

Under Chen Tianyang's control, the silver needle began to restrain its strength, slowly escaped from the stalemate with the Heavenly Dao Monument, and flew to Chen Tianyang.

The silver needle quickly crossed the fire of the Bagua Furnace with silk thread, and with some flames, headed straight to the body of the Bagua Furnace.

Above the silver needle, a cold light flashed, and no one would doubt its sharpness.

The Bagua Furnace is also afraid to resist. As the third old alchemy furnace in ancient times, its power is probably slightly higher than that of the common master weapon, and it is still a bit worse than the beast whip in the hands of the Beast Ancestor.

It may not be able to resist Chen Tianyang's silver needle attack, and it may be damaged.

Of course, the value and status of the Bagua Furnace are much higher than that of this silver needle.

After all, the greater function of the alchemy furnace is to refine alchemy, temper the foundation of the human body, etc., rather than to fight.

Chen Tianyang forced the Bagua Furnace to retreat with a silver needle, and finally he was able to breathe, look at Fuxi, and speak to say something.

Unexpectedly, before he could speak, Fuxi saw his angry face, he took action first.

"Since you are already standing on the opposite side, don't say those useless polite words. It doesn't make any sense to tell you." Fuxi's words were indifferent, but his words were still so sharp. After throwing out a sentence, the gossip he was stepping on suddenly turned.

The Eight Trigrams are divided into eight gates, one of which is the Death Gate.

At this moment, the Death Gate was facing Chen Tianyang.

The Bagua rotates, and there is a powerful force pouring into Fuxi's body. He receives the blessing of the Bagua and finally walks out of the Death Gate.

Go straight to Chen Tianyang.

The power that flew out still maintains the shape of the gossip, which is mysterious and difficult to understand. It is difficult to figure out the exact direction of the attack, and it is difficult to even perceive the power contained in it.

Faced with Fuxi's active attack, Chen Tianyang did not dare to neglect it, and waved his hand to recall the silver needle. The silver needle passed through the air and cleverly bypassed the attack. Instead, he flew to the middle position of the attack. Then the thread shook and sang wildly towards it.

brush.

The silk thread dragged behind the silver needle was indeed extremely sharp, and it actually cut open Fuxi's attack.

Divide its spiritual power into several parts.

However, Chen Tianyang was the first to be stunned. When the silver needle and spiritual power were in contact, he did not notice any hindrance power, which made him a little confused.

Is Fuxi just awakened and has not controlled his body in order to fight or his body, or is it because of other reasons?

Such combat power is somewhat different from Fuxi from that time.

Unlike Chen Tianyang who was dazed, Fuxi did not respond to this. Even when this attack was launched, he actually walked towards Ling Zhi directly.

"Huangdi said you have magic medicine on you, why didn't you take it just now, and why didn't you take it now?" Fuxi looked at Ling Zhi directly and frowned.

Although his words were still gentle, they had a little bit of majesty.

There is some slight meaning in it, the seniors teach their juniors a lesson.

Of course, there was no sarcasm in his tone, so Ling Zhi would not be resentful. He could feel that Fuxi was for his own good, otherwise he would not have come rushing to stop Chen Tianyang from a distance.

"I was so anxious just now that I couldn't take it." Ling Zhi spoke, and the blood in his mouth flowed along the corners of his mouth. His skin color was also extremely pale. This was caused by the excessive blood loss and the hematopoietic ability in his body could not keep up with the level of blood loss.

Fuxi's frown did not let go and asked, "So I ask you why you don't take it now. How bad is your own physical condition? Don't I have to say more, right?"

Fuxi was in charge of the Bagua Furnace, and he must be proficient in alchemy and could see Ling Zhi's physical condition at a glance.

At the same time, Shennong also looked at Ling Zhi. At this moment, Shennong was still in a state of soul, and even his body had not yet had time to condense again.

For a strong man like him, it is easy to condense his body, but it is difficult to condense his body that is satisfactory.

Just like Huangdi Xuanyuan, he is still borrowing the strange body that looks like Lin Canghen. Naturally, there is some reason and helplessness.

On the contrary, Fuxi and Xihuang had a very complete body, and even the soul was almost perfect. Therefore, although his realm was almost the same as that of Huangdi and others, he was completely different from that of the attacks.

Shennong looked at Ling Zhi, and his eyes were filled with some harshness.

Magical medicine is naturally important, but reluctance to give up for a magical medicine is absolutely not feasible, and it is also the mentality of the weak.
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