Heavens Myth Management System

Chapter 73

In the secret room under the villa, Fujiu sat cross-legged, holding a white translucent fruit in his hand.

Bai Qi and Li Si were guarding the door, and Mr. Bowen was always paying attention here, ready to rescue if any accident happened.

Even Liu Bowen, who is at the fifth level, is not quite clear about the effect of the reincarnation fruit, so Fu Jiu can only try to gamble.

According to the system, the low-level reincarnation fruit can only help him stay in the reincarnation for a short period of time. As for whether he can comprehend anything, the key still depends on luck.

Even so, it is enough for him, don't forget that he was the emperor Fuxi in his last life, even if he understands a little bit, he can benefit him endlessly.

Fu Jiu exhaled a breath of hot breath to calm down his excited mood. What he can learn depends on his own ability!
With this in mind, Fu Jiu stuffed the fist-sized white translucent fruit into his mouth.

Different from the fruit of qi and blood, the fruit of reincarnation melts at the entrance, turning into a mysterious force and sneaking into Fu Jiu's mind.

Fu Jiu felt dizzy in his head, as if he was about to fall asleep, and he was in a daze for an unknown amount of time.

Suddenly, bursts of heart-rending shouts of death were heard in his ears. Fu Jiu suddenly opened his eyes, and the things in front of him had become completely different.

This is an ancient battlefield that stretches for countless thousands of miles, and both warring parties have long been jealous.

One of the teams has a giant ape as tall as a mountain, a strange bird with nine heads, a roc with thousands of miles of wings, and countless monster soldiers and generals.

This is the Yaozu! !
The characteristics of these creatures are so obvious that Fu Jiu can almost recognize them at a glance.

He may not have seen other monster creatures, but he will never forget that nine-headed strange bird no matter what!

Such a strange bird once appeared in the territory of the previous life. Once born, it slaughtered seven human cities in a row, and no less than a million human races died under its hands.

As a result, the high-level human beings were furious, and they sent sixth-level masters to suppress it, but instead of suppressing it, even their own sixth-level powerhouses went in.

Finally, he caught up with the arrival of Qin Shihuang, and was suppressed by him personally. He became a crotch mount and will be driven by him forever.

At the same time, its name is also firmly remembered by human beings - the strange bird Jiuying!

The other side of the battle shocked Fu Jiu, it turned out to be the human race, oh no, maybe it should be more appropriate to call it the ancient human race.

These human races wore simple battle armor, armed with knives, guns, swords and halberds. Various weird tattoos were carved on their bare skin, and patterns were painted on their faces.

A figure passed by Fu Jiu, as if he didn't notice him at all.

Now he is like a bystander, watching the two sides fighting with forgetfulness. From time to time, a big monster will fall, and from time to time, a human race will be swallowed by a monster race.

The fact that life is as cheap as grass is vividly reflected here. He raised his head and looked into the sky, where another battle was happening thousands of miles above the ground.

Being on the ground, Fu Jiu could see these scenes clearly. Now he is turning into a bystander witnessing the battlefield where the human race rose in ancient times.

Above the sky, a person was wearing a gold-plated robe, stepping on a jade stick pulled by nine golden dragons.

Dozens of strange-looking demon kings surrounded him tightly, and one of them, with wings on his back and a bird's beak, said, "Hmph, mere human races want to go against the sky?"

"Fuxi, I admit that you do have some abilities, but you should never act against the sky."

"Now that you have disobeyed the destiny and fell to the Holy Throne, what else can you use to resist us?"

Fuxi, who was sitting on the Nine Dragon Jade, yawned and gave them a contemptuous look.

"Go back and tell Tai Yi and Di Jun, let them come over in person next time, don't always send some miscellaneous soldiers to die."

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, you probably won't have a chance to go back."

Arrogant! !Arrogant to the extreme! !
The demon king with wings on his back had an ugly face. Where do Donghuang Taiyi and Demon Emperor Jun fit in their hearts?
That is the belief of the Yaozu!The supreme god of the Yaozu!
If Fu Xi dared to say that, he was offending them to death.

"Hmph, I'll see the true chapter under my command! All fellow Taoists, come together!"

"This is a former saint. After eating it, it will definitely be a great tonic. It is not impossible to even help us become the Great Saint of the Monster Race!!"

Dozens of demon kings' eyes were burning with a flame called greed.

In the past, when Fuxi was still a saint, they would never dare to offend him.

Now that he is going against the sky, he has violated the taboo of heaven and earth, and has fallen to the holy position.

Isn't such a hypocrite at the mercy of them?

A black tiger opened its mouth first and bit Fuxi: "Dear friends, Fuxi's head is mine!"

Fuxi's eyes remained the same, and he sighed softly: "The Yaozu are still so brainless."

Then he chuckled lightly, moved his steps slightly, and hung his body in mid-air.

The nine true dragons at his feet seemed to have anticipated Fu Jiu's next move, and they all huddled up obediently, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Looking calmly at the dozens of demon kings who were getting closer and closer to him, he said:
"Just right, today I will use you idiots to pay homage to the dead heroes of the human race!"

As the words fell, the demon kings stopped in an instant, and a strong sense of uneasiness welled up in their hearts.

The shouting and killing below also stopped, and all the monsters stared blankly at everything in front of them, their eyes full of disbelief.

All those dead monsters crawled out! !

Even though some of them had only half dead bones left, and some had only a wisp of remnant soul left, they still stood up.

Countless dead demon clans turned into dense demon aura and gathered behind Fuxi, forming a black demon cloud stretching thousands of miles.

Countless dead monster clans were devouring and fighting each other in the black clouds, and the scalps of all the monster kings were numb. They seemed to understand why the real dragons shrank into a ball and trembled when they saw that Fuxi was about to make a move.

"Evil law, evil law!!" The demon king with wings on his back was ashen-faced, staring at Fuxi with gritted teeth.

"Fuxi, you want to fight with my monster clan forever!"

Fuxi, who was once a saint, actually sacrificed the souls of dead monsters to practice evil arts. If this news spread, Demon Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi would never let Fuxi go.

A seal was formed on Fuxi's hand, and the thousands of miles of demon cloud behind him quickly shrank, and at the same time, the souls of dead monsters emerged from the black cloud.

One, two, three...

A total of 37 demon souls came out of it, and the aura of each one was no less than that of these demon kings present.

Tens of billions of monsters died on this ancient battlefield. Fuxi compressed the power of these monsters into 37 monsters. One can imagine the horror of the power formed.

The matter was far from over here, when all the 37 demon king souls appeared, a dark crack opened behind Fuxi, and thousands of demon beast souls of the demon king level rushed out.

The corner of Fu Jiu's mouth twitched, and he said: "I once created a method, which was born for slaughtering monsters, and its name is——"

"——Troubled Times Demon Slaughtering Method!!!"

(End of this chapter)