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Chapter 783: Firewood

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    Yi Wanjun walked forward with a lamp. There seems to be no distinction between heaven and earth, no concept of four seasons, no flow of time, no sound, light, and color. Only the copper lamp in her hand can illuminate the nearby place.

    It is empty here.

    Completely empty, nothing.

    "Where the hell are we?"

    She walked forward, walked for an unknown distance, and the darkness was still endless, and she could not see any other light.

    Yi Wanjun has a stubborn temper, she believes that she will continue to move forward in one direction, and believes that she will reach the end sooner or later.

    She didn't know how long she had been away, but she felt that time here seemed to have no meaning. It was impossible to tell whether it was months or years.  She couldn't help feeling a kind of fear in her heart, what if this darkness never ends?

    She panicked in her heart, this darkness really seemed to have no end, and now she had no choice but to continue walking.

    There seemed to be endless monsters lurking in the darkness, waiting for an opportunity to move. She could feel those monsters, which were extremely terrifying, but fortunately, she had this copper lamp in her hand. Whenever those things in the dark approached, they were caught by the light.  As soon as it was photographed, it turned into a black shadow and dispersed.

    This place is like a nightmare, with a twisted feeling like a dream.

    She was walking almost to the point of collapse, but at this moment she heard a familiar sound, that was the sound of the knife, the clear sound of Zhong Yue's magic knife.

    Shocked, she hurriedly followed the sound, and the sound of the knife sound became clearer and clearer.

    She ran forward, followed the sound of the knife for several months, and then saw a horrifying scene.

    She saw the light, a person, a knife.

    Rather than saying that he is a human being, it is better to say that he is a god, because he has a perfect body like a god. Fuxi's real body is perfect, and his movement and stillness reflect an unparalleled sense of beauty, as if he was born in harmony with the Dao.

    There are supernatural powers in his sword, the sword is in harmony with the Tao, and the supernatural powers displayed are like cutting down the avenues of heaven and earth, perfect and impeccable.

    Yi Wanjun has never seen such exquisite and profound supernatural powers before, and she can't help but feel a little confused. That perfect existence is as tall and unparalleled as the emperor of heaven, is it still Zhong Yue?

    "That's not Zhong Yue."

    The copper lamp in her hand made a sound, and said: "It should be the spirit in the sword and the spirit of the last generation of Emperor Fuxi entered Zhong Yue's body. The supernatural powers he displayed are emperor-level supernatural powers, and even stronger!"

    Xinhuo's vision far exceeds that of Yi Wanjun, so he can naturally see that Zhong Yue's state is not right at the moment, like a revived emperor from ancient times, confronting evil.

    The evil existence made a great curse wish, cursing the future Fuxi to break the blood seal, and then the soul will go back to 100,000 years ago to meet him, thus cutting off all hopes of the future Fuxi and the human race.

    If there is Fuxi who breaks the blood seal in future generations, even an incomparable genius will encounter an evil existence and be wiped out by him. In this way, if one is awakened and one dies, the Fuxi gods will gradually wither.  As it deepened day by day, the human race could not awaken the blood.

    The present Zhong Yue has just returned to 100,000 years ago. In a certain time and space, he encountered the evil existence who made a great curse wish 100,000 years ago.

    What really frightened Yi Wanjun was not Zhong Yue, but the boundless darkness, the darkness they walked through.

    Today's Yi Wanjun saw the true face of the darkness. The place they walked just now was not empty, not empty, but a pure black wheel.

    The wheel of reincarnation.

    It was a gigantic reincarnation of the six realms, a projection of the power of a terrifying existence in the meta-mysterious realm, and they were just walking in the gigantic light wheel at the back of the head of that evil existence!

    What a terrible scene is this?

    What exactly is the projection of the power of the primordial spirit that is so dark, without even a ray of light?

    She opened her eyes wide, but she couldn't see that evil existence, she couldn't see anything, she could only see a black robe reflected when the knife light was on, and the six pure black light wheels that slowly rotated.

    Yi Wanjun left this great horror behind, still a little confused, said: "Heavenly Emperor? Could it be that Zhong Yue had a previous life, and was a Heavenly Emperor in his previous life?"

    "no."

    Xinhuo shook his head, sighed, and said with some melancholy: "That is the last generation of Emperor Fuxi, who came from 100,000 years ago with the help of his body and sword hilt."

    "The hilt?" Yi Wanjun was stunned, where is the hilt?

    The handle of the Xiantian sword in Zhong Yue's hand,forward¡­¡­"

    The voice in the copper lamp murmured: "I know the meaning of my coming here"

    "The Emperor Sui of the Fire Age created me and asked me to pass on his spirit, what he had learned and realized. I am his firewood, looking for his heirs from generation to generation, and passing on his spirit and what he has learned.  go down."

    "Now Suihuang's race is gone, and Fuxi's race will also be gone. In order to leave Fuxi behind, maybe I should just go out."

    The lights are blazing, like a Milky Way galaxy blooming all its energy when it dies, it is this galaxy that is burning its own soul.

    How eye-catching, how heroic?

    At the moment of the most blazing light, all the darkness was dispelled, leaving only the evil existence under the light of the knife, and the face under the darkness was reflected by the light of the torch.

    A look of astonishment and horror appeared on his face.

    The light of the sword cuts down.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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