Prehistoric: Traveling through Fuxi and opening up the mythical Da Luofa

The crimson blood shot up into the sky, and the powerful law of killing acted on the four Zhuxian swords.

In an instant, the sword light of the four swords was radiant, and the sword energy was overwhelming, surging out majesticly, spanning hundreds of millions of miles in an instant, and the panic-stricken sword cut the sky and the earth, and immediately resisted the attacks of Hongjun and Yangmei in turn.

However, even though Luo Hui kept Zhu Xian's sword formation, it was too late for him to take down Hongjun and Yangmei immediately.

These two were extremely powerful and possessed a lot of treasures. Even if they were in the Jade Immortal Sword Formation, if they wanted to protect themselves, there would be no problem for a while.

Chapter 43 God Killing Spear It's just now, with the successive fall of several quasi-sages, the evil spirit between heaven and earth is getting stronger, and Luo Hu's cultivation is constantly improving at a speed visible to the naked eye.

One ebbs and another, the final defeat must be the two of Hongjun.

But Hongjun is not yet desperate, he still has a hole card.

"Hahaha, Hongjun, Yangmei, today is your death day!"

Seeing the disappointment of the two, Luo Hui couldn't help laughing.

As long as the twelfth-rank World-Exterminating Black Lotus continues to suppress and refine the evil spirits of heaven and earth, he will be able to improve his cultivation and realm infinitely until he breaks through the final hurdle and becomes a saint.

This lotus is now suppressed in the Demon Palace, where the spiritual veins of Mount Sumeru and even the entire western world meet.

The endless heaven and earth evil energy gathered in the magic palace along the spiritual veins, and was then refined by the black lotus, which became the basis for his sanctification.

And for such an important place, he naturally made perfect arrangements.

He didn't forget that besides the two enemies in front of him, there was another Fuxi.

If Fuxi dared to go to his magic palace, he would naturally give him a big gift.

On Mount Sumeru, the quasi-holy war is still in full swing.

In the sky, there was a loud bang from time to time, shaking the entire western world. A huge blood-colored formation stretched across the sky. Generally broken.

Fuxi stood on one of the main peaks of Mount Sumeru, glanced up at the battle situation above his head, and walked towards the Rahu Dojo calmly.

Taking a step forward, his figure appeared at the entrance of the majestic and majestic Demon Palace.

For this trip, his goal is very clear, to destroy Luo Hu's plan and intercept his achievements.

What's more, this place is the place where the spirit veins of the western world gather. Luo Hu wants to gather the evil spirit of the prehistoric world to supply him with the quasi-sage. This place is the best place to collect it.

At the gate of the Demon Palace, millions of demon guards relentlessly patrolled and investigated, enclosing the entire Demon Palace into an iron bucket!

The minimum cultivation level of these demons is also at the level of golden immortals. There are also many Taiyi golden immortals, and there are more than twenty masters at the level of Daluo golden immortals.

But Fuxi walked past them, but no one could notice him, as if he was in another parallel time and space, and had no communication in this world.

"Jidu Palace! This is Luohu's dojo, and it looks far worse than the Pangu Palace."

Fuxi raised his head and glanced at the huge plaque on the Demon Palace, and complained slightly.

But Fuxi felt relieved when he thought about it again. Comparing Luohu with Pangu, this is too much of a Rahu!

Who is Pan Gu, the son of Dao, who destroyed three thousand demon gods, opened up the world, and almost merged with Dao.

You must know that even if Luo Hu wanted to become a saint with all his heart, his realm was only at the level of three thousand demon gods, and there was still a gap of thousands of miles between him and Pan Gu.

And after the fall of such great power, the hall transformed by the heart has endless mysteries, and even the Dao rhyme of powerful laws remains.

Naturally, it is not comparable to the Rahu Taoist place where even saints do not come.

When he came to the main entrance of the magic palace, Fuxi paused, showing an interested expression.

"A secret ban, it seems that only the demons can freely enter and exit, and outsiders will definitely trigger it when they come here!"

"The layout is quite ingenious, but it doesn't work for me!"

The original ancestral qi cultivated by Fuxi is the beginning of all qi, the ancestor of all qi, and the devil qi is naturally included in the original ancestral qi.

In this way, as soon as he mobilized the primitive ancestral qi in his body, a wave of devilish energy naturally rose from his body, and immediately dyed his white robe black.

At this time, Fuxi's aura looks the same as that of ordinary demons.

"In this way, there will be no problem!"

Fuxi smiled slightly, took a step forward, and entered the Rahu palace.

Walking leisurely in the empty Rahu Hall, Fuxi looked around curiously.

The interior of the magic palace seemed to be empty, deep and cold, lifeless, like a ten thousand year old graveyard.

But in the depths of the demon palace, there is a vast and majestic force, which is suppressed by something. The majestic power is like a bright light in the darkness, dazzling!

Here, Fuxi can find that place even with his eyes closed.

Stepping forward, Fuxi directly crossed the endless space and came to a vast hall.

In the center of this hall, a twelfth-grade lotus platform exuding purple-black light is upside down in the void, turning slowly like a millstone.

And what it grinds is the boundless evil spirit drawn from the depths of the spiritual veins.

"Twelfth Grade Extinguishing Black Lotus!"

Fuxi's eyes lit up, and he was sure that this was his goal.

As long as he obtains the Qi of Jiesha gathered in the twelfth-grade black lotus, his cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds, and it is very likely that he will directly complete the first step of the Qi refining period of the Hongmeng Sutra.

But Chongbao was in front of him, but Fuxi did not act rashly.

After all, this place is the old lair of Luo Hu's countless yuanhuis. Even if he didn't deliberately build it into a fortress, it must have the defenses it should have.

What's more, the arrangement for Rahu's sanctification is here, and Fuxi doesn't believe that he is unprepared.

Thinking of this, black and white lights flashed in Fuxi's eyes, the way of good fortune surged in his body, and the power of chaos and gossip slowly circulated.

In an instant, in Fuxi's eyes, the whole world changed, as if the shady curtain that had been covered was lifted.

In his eyes, some things that were once overlooked became clear.

Fuxi's eyes were fixed, as if he had noticed something!

Under his gaze, in the air, one after another of icy cold killing forces that seem to exist and not exist are faintly flowing, faintly forming a boundless killing array!

The blood-colored light was extremely dim, if Fuxi hadn't possessed the way of good fortune and deduced the secrets of heaven with chaotic gossip, he would have been deceived by it.

Seeing this sword formation similar to Zhuxian sword formation, Fuxi's eyes flashed with dismay.

"This formation is a fake Zhuxian sword formation formed by intercepting the original energy of the four swords of Zhuxian. Although it may not have the power of the original version, there is no problem in bursting out [-]% to [-]% of the power in a short period of time."

"However, isn't it too naive to want to block me with just a large formation, even if it is a replica of the Zhuxian sword formation?"

"Haha... Naturally, it's not just a replica of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, that really looks down on Fellow Daoists!"

A sinister laugh sounded, and Luo Hu's figure walked from the hiding place.

A long spear exuding a blood-red light appeared in his hand, and the monstrous killing intent spread to the entire hall with the red light, and the law of killing was mediating and lingering around the long spear.

But this time it's not a source of Qi, but the body of the God Killing Spear.

"Fellow Daoist Rahu thinks highly of me. Not only did he set up a replica of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, but he also arranged a clone here."

Fuxi looked at the God Killing Spear with a serious expression.

Chapter 44 Pangu Xuying He remembered that the last time he was stabbed in the back of his hand by just a burst of original energy from this spear.

At that time, his physical strength far surpassed that of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Now this gun is the body of the God Killing Spear, its power must be even more terrifying.

If he was stabbed by this spear, he might not be able to please him.

"Friend Fuxi, please join the battle!"

Rahu stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

In the Rahu Demon Palace.

A solid and thick aura was brewing, the blood red color gradually permeated, and the boundless murderous aura was suppressed.

The original energy of the four Zhuxian swords stands on the four poles of the hall, full of sword energy, ready to go, implying the meaning of boundless destruction.

Rahu's avatar held the body of the God-killing Spear in his hand, and the terrifying demon power poured out, shaking the entire demon palace, with waves of demonic energy lingering around him, connecting with the demonic energy of the western world.

Fuxi's eyes were fixed, and he could feel that this avatar was more powerful than the one he had destroyed!

It seems that since this period of time, Luo Hu has continuously absorbed the evil energy of heaven and earth, and his cultivation has made great progress. Even this clone is not what it used to be.

"Why is fellow Taoist Fuxi afraid to come in?" Luo Hu asked provocatively.

Facing Luo Hu's confident invitation, Fu Xi suddenly smiled and said, "Why don't you dare!"

After the words fell, Fuxi stepped out and stepped into the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

"You are so courageous, you are worthy of being Fuxi's fellow Taoist!"

Seeing Fuxi enter the battle, Luo Hu laughed loudly.

An incomparably terrifying aura surged out of Luohu's body in vain. Between billions of miles of heaven and earth, countless demon children all prostrated themselves on the ground, terrified.

Even the strong ones in the realm of Da Luo Jinxian are as insignificant as ants in front of this aura.

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, please give me a review of my Immortal Jade Formation!"

As soon as the words fell, the four fake Zhuxian swords suddenly became murderous. The blood-red light filled the entire magic palace, and the sharp sword intent of Zhuxian gushed out from it, entangled around Fuxi.

The sound of howling swords is connected together, like hundreds of millions of bees buzzing in the ears.

Although this Great Formation of Zhu Xian is not the original version, looking at the entire prehistoric world, there are only three fingers that can block its power.

However, even if he was facing the Great Formation, which is the number one killer, Fuxi's expression still didn't change much.

In fact, before coming here, he was fully prepared for the countermeasures that Luo Hu would make.

Since he dared to come, a mere fake Zhuxian sword array, plus a quasi-sage clone, naturally couldn't help him.

"Fellow Daoist Rahu, let me see your methods today!"

Fuxi opened his mouth indifferently, and at the same time, his aura changed, a terrifying coercion descended on the main hall of the Demon Palace, and the dazzling mysterious Dao rhyme lingered around Fuxi's body.

Ka Ka Ka! !

The space seemed unable to bear this force, making a sound like breaking glass.

An incomparably majestic and terrifying phantom appeared behind Fuxi, turning into a pillar of the sky.

The heaven and the earth seemed to be mourning at this moment, as if they couldn't bear the terrifying coercion at all.

A law appeared between heaven and earth.

Suddenly, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the earth's wind, water and fire collapsed.

As if unable to withstand this coercion, Mount Sumeru trembled for hundreds of millions of miles.

Sensing the source of power shown by Fuxi, Luo Hu's eyes flashed with astonishment, and he exclaimed.

"Pangu!!"

In the last fight, Luo Hu already knew the law of Fuxi's comprehension power, but he didn't expect that he would go so far on this road, and even summon the phantom of that monster Pangu.

Great God Pan Gu, the Son of the Great Dao, and the existence of slaughtering three thousand demon gods like slaughtering dogs, anything related to this existence is something incredible.

Even the god-killing spear in his hand is just the rhizome of the 36th-grade chaotic green lotus, the companion spirit treasure of Pangu Great God.

As the reincarnation of the three thousand demon gods who were beheaded by him with one axe, Luo Hu had an instinctive fear of Pan Gu.

In the depths of his memory, he could still find a trace of trivial memories about Pangu.

That terrifying body slashed the power of chaos and suppressed the power of all realms.

Even when I think about it now, I can't help throbbing in the depths of my heart.

But Fuxi is not Pangu after all, and what he summons is only the phantom of this great god, not his true self.

For Luo Hu, there is no need to despair now.

Then try the power of this phantom first!

Rahu narrowed his eyes slightly, paying attention.

"Fellow Daoist, please take the sword from me."

As the voice fell, endless demonic energy rose from Luo Hu's body, the law of killing expanded and released, and the terrifying killing intent raged across Zhou Tian like a volcanic eruption.

Feeling Rahu's will, the four Zhuxian swords trembled violently, and at the same time released a stream of original energy, condensing into a supreme sharp weapon that cuts against the world.