I Am Immortal

Chapter 435 Qi Wuhuo fights Yuchen Daojun

In the blood, it is like burning fire, flowing at an extremely fast speed. The internal organs and every inch of flesh and blood on the body are continuously refined in this process. It is like forging a supreme and peerless magic weapon. Originally, Qi Wuhuo's innate human physique was due to his senior brother Xuandu who gave his blood to the young Taoist.

 After this essence and blood enter the body, there should be a long and slow gradual improvement.

 Just now that he was close to Emperor Wa, this process was accelerated at an extreme speed, hundreds of times and thousands of times.

If this is really the body of Emperor Wa, then she has been sleeping here for at least several eons.

For an innate **** like her, even if her soul dissipates, her body will remain incorruptible and will even naturally emit some special power outwards, exerting a certain degree of influence on the surroundings. Just like in ancient mythology, After some gods die, even if their blood is spilled on the earth, they will transform into a family of creatures.

 It means that the body does not decay and the will lasts forever.

The same is true for Emperor Wa.

 Just in these few catastrophes, the auras that Emperor Wa unconsciously released were suppressed by the immeasurable sea of ​​blood.

The pure Qi is suppressed by all the turbid evil spirits and is difficult to disperse. It just keeps accumulating. Although the sea of ​​​​blood is huge, it is thirsty for the blood of living beings. It has no interest in this breath, so this breath becomes stronger every day, and becomes stronger every year. Years ago, until today's Blood Sea riots, the resentment that suppressed the Blood Sea has completely disappeared.

 An innate human race that has not yet completed its transformation arrived here.

"Oops…"

 Qi Wuhuo felt that his body was changing rapidly.

The heart is beating crazily, flesh and blood, Qi's perception ability, and all basic qualities are improving rapidly with a jaw-dropping feeling. This is enough to prove that the Emperor Wa in front of him does indeed exist and is not a real person. Some kind of illusion, or Fuxi's back-up plan.

 It's just that Emperor Wa perished in Taiyi's hands.

  Could it be that the erasure of Taiyi only erased the concept of self-dao, and Emperor Wa's body fell into the sea of ​​blood.

 Should have dissipated.

 But Fuxi once again stamped the traces of Emperor Wa on the avenue.

 So this body can be preserved here?

Or should we say that the Taiyi at that time just erased the concept of the existence of Emperor Wa? After this body lost that meaning, it was not actually annihilated, but it just no longer had the characteristics of Emperor Wa?

 As Qi Wuhuo recalled the past, he suddenly noticed some details that he had not noticed at the time, which came from Qi Ling’s statement—

[Then he set up a plan to guide all the major events in the Second Tribulation, guide the conflicts among the gods, and finally gathered all the power to kill the Supreme God [Taiyi], drive away the candle dragon, kill Kunpeng, create a sea of ​​blood, kill Zhu Rong, and destroy Gonggong. , everything that the Supreme God Taiyi was proud of was shattered and trampled into the soil. 】

　　…Convert all spirits into monsters, cause their bloodlines to degenerate and weaken, and their descendants to turn into monsters and beasts to be eaten by humans. 】

 ‘Hematopoietic Sea’

 ‘Turning all spirits into monsters, causing their bloodline to degenerate and weaken…’

 These two lines of text lit up in Qi Wuhuo's mind, like thunder in an instant.

There are so many spirits, how could Fuxi weaken their bloodline...

How to create a sea of ​​blood? !

This endless sea of ​​blood is the three innate spiritual veins, but this does not mean that the current blood sea is still just the three pure spiritual veins...

Qi Wuhuo raised his hand to press his eyebrows, and suddenly he started to beat wildly. The image of the young man who was as gentle as jade and had an elegant temperament was a bit dazzling. If the information obtained so far is combined, it is probably that Fuxi secretly joined forces with Xuehai, and then in the Second Tribulation Era When there was a lot of chaos, countless corpses of powerful men fell into the sea of ​​blood, intending to forcibly warm the body of Emperor Wa with the blood of countless powerful immortals and gods.

 Hence, the Great Heavenly Lord of the Supreme Purity Lingbao slashed the sea of ​​blood and was not completely annihilated for the first time.

Therefore, only half of it was cut off the second time, and the other part was hung directly in the sky. Therefore, with the cold and domineering nature of Arctic Ziwei, in that era, he actually allowed such ancient remnants to exist in the place he controlled. In the fighting department, he did not lead the Arctic Exorcist Academy to completely beat this sea of ​​blood to physical and mental destruction.

 They all know? !

The young Taoist pressed his eyebrows, feeling the heat in his body and the pulse of his blood. He just felt that the more he explored the mists of history in the past, he would be able to understand some problems and at the same time discover more things he did not understand. Wuhuo was on guard at this time.

According to all current clues and past experiences, Emperor Wa’s true identity is hidden here, so Fuxi will not be absent.

Even if it were not for the abnormality of his bloodline, Qi Wuhuo would have even doubted whether the Emperor Wa in front of him was Fuxi.

  Could this be just a pretense to attract attention?

 In other words, could there be a smaller version of Fuxi hidden behind Emperor Wa's body?

The fiery feeling brought about by the change in bloodline made Qi Wuhuo's thoughts somewhat scattered, not as condensed and pure as before.

 Just at this moment, a chill suddenly rose in the heart of the young Taoist.

The instinct that was stronger than before made him pull out the sword in an instant, and the newly transformed Blood River Sword drew Yunxia.

Turning around suddenly, he slashed down vertically. The glow was brilliant, the sword energy was magnificent, and it collided with a sword energy, causing ripples in the layers. The power of this sword was slightly stronger than before, but it was just above the sword. The fierce energy contained in it was unparalleled. Even though Qi Wuhuo had blocked it, he was still hurt by the aftermath. There was a crack in the Taoist robe and a wound on his shoulder.

There were no waves in the blood sea around him. In the deepest part of such a deep sea of ​​blood, it was difficult for Qi Wuhuo to see the direction of the sword wielder.

The other party's Qi was also perfectly restrained, without even a trace being exposed.

The young Taoist's mind calmed down, and there was no change at all. The wound on his shoulder was bleeding out, but he could actually feel that his wound began to heal with the regeneration ability that humans should not have. Holding the sword, his mind and heart were united. The eyes even closed directly, and the perception ability was magnified to the highest level.

 Hand holding his sword, he stood in front of the space where Emperor Wa was.

who is it? !

 Fuxi? !

 In other words, Taiyi’s old minister.

Or are you using Emperor Wa's body as a trap and bait to become Fuxi's enemy?

Of course, the most likely possibility is that Fuxi prepared a murderous strong man to guard against others.

When it comes to these ancient and immemorial grievances and grievances, the young Taoist does not know much. Just when he appears here, he is attacked. These ancient and immemorial things are just like the deep sea. It seems calm. Once you go deep into it, it involves Certain things will be in deep crisis.

However, Emperor Wa was here, and his position could no longer allow him to make any concessions.

Holding the sword at this moment, he is still habitually using his own fighting style, unfolding his soul and spirit, inferring the position in his mind, fighting with the sword, and using magical powers. Although he does it casually, he also has his own rules. It's just that the swords are The Qi is sharp and sharp, but it can always break through Qi Wuhuo's sexual reflexes, either fiercely or swiftly, with calm and murderous aura.

 In just a moment of confrontation, the young Taoist had wounds all over his body.

 It's like this style of sword moves is specifically designed to restrain his fighting style.

The Taoist robes Qi Wuhuo wears are transformed from the Dongyang Emperor's armor and robes. According to the Jade Emperor, although it has not reached the level of a great emperor due to time constraints, it can still be considered a pretty good body protection. It is invulnerable to swords and guns, cannot be drowned in water, cannot be burned by fire, and cannot leave any trace after being forged by thunder. At this moment, it is easily torn apart in front of the sword energy. The sword energy was like rain, becoming more and more dense, and gradually became difficult to defend against.

 There was a pain in the right thigh, and a layer of blood was drawn out from the sword edge by the sword wind.

Qi Wuhuo's eyes narrowed and he used his sword to defend himself. It takes time for the rest of his magical powers to operate. The majestic momentum created by the sword energy moves at this moment cannot be drawn out even in these short seconds. It can be seen that it is terrifying and oppressive. The young man The sword moves in front of the Taoist's eyes were like a storm that never stopped, and it never gave Qi Wuhuo any time to breathe.

 Qi Wuhuo's own sense of spiritual development gradually failed to keep up with such a fierce and extreme sword power.

Gradually, it becomes necessary to use the instinctive way to quickly draw the sword and break the move quickly, and there is no longer any time to think.

 Slowly, even the thought of drawing the sword disappeared.

The Blood River Sword rippled, and he faintly sensed the changes in the blood sea. The next moment, an undetectable idea emerged from the bottom of his heart. His spirit had not yet prompted him, but Qi Wulu had already followed his instinct and intuition, holding the sword behind his back. Sweeping out, accompanied by the clang of the sword in an instant, a stream of light erupted from the Blood River Sword. For the first time, it was possible to predict in advance the sword light coming out of the endless waves of the sea of ​​blood, and even reverse the direction. Attack, a tribulation sword slashes with sword energy, sinking into the deepest place of the blood sea.

 Cut the waves, hold your backhand, and the thunder will strike there.

I seemed to hear a soft puff in my ears.

It seemed that the person who made the move was also very curious. A little surprised by the rapid improvement and reaction of the young Taoist in front of him, Qi Wuhuo raised his hand and wiped the blood flowing down his cheek with his thumb, and finally locked on the existence of the Qi machine. He looked at the direction and said, "Why don't you, fellow Taoist, hide here?"

 “Is it someone from ancient times, or is it Emperor Xi Fuxi...?!”

 “Fuxi?”

　　A laugh came from the depths of the blood sea, and then he said lightly: "Look to the left."

The young Taoist didn't look at it immediately, but the latter's sharpness and murderous intent were much restrained at this moment. So Qi Wuhuo also had a trace of consciousness and noticed that there was a pile of corpses on the left, all of them were wearing green shirts, and there was even one The name has not been completely transformed into flesh and blood, and he still looks like a scribe wearing a green shirt. He looks familiar, it is Fuxi!

 But this chapter's usually gentle face was filled with shock and helplessness, and the hollow between his eyebrows was unexpectedly killed by a sword piercing the eyebrow. From this point of view, the many corpses piled there were probably his.

Qi Wuhuo lowered his voice and said subconsciously: "Emperor Fu Xixi?!"

 “Is it his back-up man?!”

 In the sea of ​​blood, the voice was dull, and there was a faint audible arrogance and indifference:

“In this period of four tribulations, I am waiting for the so-called Fuxi to use more than 3,800 methods, and they will all be killed by my sword.”

After Daojun killed the sea of ​​blood, who actually discovered the existence of Emperor Wa, and even set up a trap here to catch Fuxi and kill so many clones?

Qi Wuhuo was slightly shaken in his heart. He held his sword and said in a deep voice, "Who...are you?"

The breath was no longer hidden immediately, and footsteps could be heard faintly, as if they were coming slowly, and the voice was cold and calm:

 “The Tao of Thousands of Autumns, Eternal Calamities, Three Thousand Lives, This Tao is mine only.”

The sea of ​​blood surged and got out of the way. He was wearing a dark robe, a black jade crown, his hair hanging down behind his back, a fair face, handsome features, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a jade pendant hanging on one side of the jade belt, holding a sword in one hand, white fingers, long sleeves, and extremely eyebrows. Qi Wuhuo's expression solidified bit by bit as his sharp edge was revealed, his eyes were filled with pride and unparalleled sharpness.

The Taoist priest who looked like he was 16 or 17 years old was holding a green long sword in front of him and said coldly:

 "Stepping into the tribulation period, dividing life and death, all gods perish, my name is the winner."

 “Pindao, Yuchen.”

 Qi Wuhuo's expression froze.

Yuchen Daodaojun, Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun? !

The young Taoist said calmly: "It seems that you recognize me..." Then he held a sword in one hand, counted with his fingers, and said calmly:

 “Are you my disciple in the future?”

future? ?

Qi Wuhuo looked at the sharp and arrogant young Taoist priest in front of him with black hair and black clothes, and said: "You are..."

The young Taoist spoke concisely and said calmly: "This body is just a reflection of the past. There are only three reasons why it is here; one is to protect Emperor Wa, and the other is to kill Fu Xi, so it is separated. You don't need to care."

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　　is similar to a clone, but seems different.

The young Taoist Yu Chen seemed to know what Qi Wuhuo was thinking, and just said calmly: "If you want to hide it from Fuxi, you must do it thoroughly. If you don't complete it completely in this life, it will be discovered by Fuxi. If it is not a great success, That means a great defeat, don’t you know? You can wield the sword without regrets and without hesitation. Didn’t I, in my true form, teach you?"

Young Taojun Yuchen has a cold temperament and sharp words, like a long sword.

Completely different from the lazy Dao Lord Qi Wuhuo knew, the young man in front of him, Yu Chen, had a sharper aura, like a sword with sharp edge, seeming to kill everything. At this moment, Qi Wuhuo’s teacher, Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, on the other hand, is both lazy and mediocre as well as extremely sharp.

To protect Emperor Wa, it seems that the blood sea thing was indeed the teacher's intention.

 And, kill Fuxi?

What exactly did you do that year?

One thing after another, everything is entangled in my heart, but in the end I don’t know the truth, it’s just hazy layer by layer.

Qi Wuhuo said: "What about the third reason?"

 “The third reason?”

The young Taoist Master Yu Chen raised his eyes slightly, his eyes were cold and devoid of any emotion, only the fierceness and murderous intent without any ripples, he said calmly: "The peace in the great road, even the lonely yin and yang, cannot last long. I have fought against all things. However, I have too much sharpness and my Majesty, who is young and mature, always tries to persuade me to restrain myself, but I also know that there is some truth in what he says."

“But I don’t know who is stronger, the present self or the future self who has converged on the Tao.”

 “This body is here for a reason.”

"If I am stronger in the future, I will dissipate; if I am sharp at this moment, then he will look back."

Young Taojun Yuchen raised his sword, his eyes indifferent:

“You are [my] disciple. I have been taught by [me] in the future, but you have the style of Yuqing and Taishang.”

“Fuxi has been beheaded too much and is tired of it.”

  “A good opponent.”

 “That’s why I’m waiting here.”

In an instant, the murderous intention surged. Taojun Yuchen's sharp edge was strong and calm, tearing the front and stabbing Qi Wuhuo's eyebrows. What came out in an instant was not the tangible Tribulation Sword One to Four, it was just It is like the twelve true talismans created by Yu Qing Yuanshi Tianzun from the original talisman.

What is revealed here now is a sword that is equivalent to holding the talisman of opening the sky.

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 (End of this chapter)